Though I had never gone down on a woman before, I was surprised how naturally it came to me. And how much I enjoyed doing it. I could do this for days, I thought. It wasn't just the feel of Kristen's satiny hot box against my mouth that thrilled me; it was also the power I felt in being able to make her squirm in pleasure.
Apparently, I was good at cunnilingus—not to toot my own horn, mind you—but soon Kristen's breathing was coming harder and faster and her thighs were clamping around my head. "Oh!" she cried out, her hands clenching mine in a deathgrip.
When Kristen's orgasm subsided, she tugged me up to her bosom. Her hands stroked my hair. "Are you sure you've never been with a woman before?" she asked breathlessly.
"Yes," I laughed.
"You are one hell of a fast learner, then," she said.
I glowed with pride. And something else—horniness. I had to orgasm but soon. Kristen seemed to sense my need because she rolled me onto my back, gave me a quick peck on the lips and kissed her way to my throbbing treasure box. She didn't start out uberlicking me like I licked her, though. She started out slow, licking long swaths. Her hands massaged my tits.
When I was cooing in ecstasy Kristen picked up the pace. Her fingers slid down and into my coochie, sliding two digits in and out. "F-f-f-fuck," I moaned and Kristen kicked out the jams. Her fingers were flying and she was sucking on my clitty, evoking loud cries from me.
My eyes until then had been closed. When I felt two mouths sucking on my nipples, I opened them to see the redhead and another woman working on my tits. "Oh, sweet Jesus," I moaned. My first orgasm of the evening crashed through me like a bull in a china shop. The three of us sucked and fucked like crazy for the next couple of hours. Other women joined us until we were a mass of hot, writhing bodies. I lost count of how many times I came. I felt totally at home. The hell with Marcel. This was the life.
