Most women, once they have been fucked, want to prevent the leaking cum from their pussy from making wet spots on the bed, especially if they intend to remain in it for a while longer. It wasn't hard to convince Laura that the best part of the evening hadn't occurred yet, although she wasn't sure what would follow, but she was definitely glad to feel the soft washcloth that was always next to the bed in our spare bedroom, being applied gently to her vulva.
"Thank you," she said as I slowly wiped the overflow from her crotch and kissed her softly before tossing the cloth over my shoulder, off the bed. What she didn't expect though was that my hand would remain right where the cloth had been, gently pressing her pussy as I tried to get some of our juices to collect on my fingers and in my palm. Laura had a very tight opening and there wasn't a great deal of our juices leaking from it, but she recognized that some would remain, including traces on her soft pelt just above the point of my entry into her. I wondered how far she would let me go as I very gently began moving my middle finger into the crease of her lips and felt a generous amount coat it. By cupping my palm over her as my middle finger went deeper, I got quite a bit more from her.
I was leaning over her as I brought my hand up to my mouth and began licking that slight but obvious remainder from my fingers, then my palm. Her eyes opened wide in disbelief. I knew then that Les had never done this with her before although Linda had told me that he had overcome his initial reluctance and that he now licked her pussy clean after every session of fucking they had.
"Oh, how could you...." Laura asked. "I mean, that's so dirty."
I smiled at her as my hand went back to her crotch for a refill. "Not at all, Laura. In fact to me it's the sweetest essence of being together that's possible for two people to enjoy." With that, I lifted my hand which was fairly well covered in our juices and began slowly licking my fingers one by one. When I got to my palm instead of licking it, I used the slippery remnants to cover her nipples, and then began to suck them, one by one until there was nothing remaining.
Laura still wasn't thrilled, but didn't object when I repeated the action, this time touching my fingers to her lips. I was surprised, but watched appreciatively as the tip of her tongue touched it. I kissed her before she had a chance to say anything, knowing that the taste of our juices would be on my lips now as well as hers.
"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" I asked as I lifted my head and looked into her eyes.
"Well, I have to admit that it wasn't as bad as I thought it might be," she grudgingly admitted, "but do you really do that to Linda after Les has....." Her voice trailed off, but I could see the question was still very much alive.
"That and a lot more," I told her, looking into her eyes. "Let me show you," I told her as my hand again found its way to her crotch. I felt her legs spread slightly now that she was aware of what she thought my intentions were. I began slowly kissing my way down the length of her body and I could feel her shivering as the realization of what I might do dawned on her. When I reached the point my head was even with that still glistening remnants of cum on her pubic pelt, I kissed the slight droplets away. That had the desired effect. Laura was beginning to enjoy this. I felt her body tense as my tongue touched those still swollen lips, but after some mental effort, she began to relax beneath me. When the tip of my tongue touched her semi-shrouded clit, it almost jumped from its sheltered position. Laura had obviously enjoyed having it stroked before, and didn't mind that I was about to stroke it again. I doubt she even knew that it was my tongue that had touched it this time, but that became pretty evident when as the little bud raised itself from its hood, my lips closed over it and I began gently sucking it in and out between my lips.
"Oh, no," Laura groaned as her hands began pulling at my head, but I wasn't to be denied this close to what I wanted. I went lower, leaving my thumb behind to continue stroking the now fully exposed clit. There was just enough of my saliva surrounding it that I knew it wouldn't become dry and irritated from the attention. I felt her hands tighten on my head as she became aware of my intent, but it was too late. My tongue was stroking the slightly parted lips of her pussy and forcing its way deeper as I reached my goal. At first she resisted, "No, please, no," I heard her say as she tried to close her thighs to my head, but it was too late. My shoulders were between her thighs and I lifted her legs up over each of my shoulders and clamped my mouth over the complete folds of her pussy, while thrusting my tongue as deep into her as it would reach and rolling it round and round the soft flesh.
At first she only accepted the inevitable, hands pulling fruitlessly at my head or trying to push me away but I felt her efforts slowly weakening until finally they remained still. Then I felt the first tiny movement of her hips as she succumbed to the pleasure my tongue and thumb were giving her. Laura tasted as sweet as any of the women I had ever eaten, probably because of the frequent fucking she had insisted Les give her. Linda had commented on how good he had tasted when she first sucked his cock and she swallowed the results - much different from the acidic and less pleasant cum some of her previous lovers had filled her mouth with until she had told them of the diet changes they needed to make if they expected her to suck their hard cocks. Part of it was the frequency her partners used her, but there was much to be said for the change of diet.
I reamed Laura's core as erotically as possible as I felt her slowly changing from someone who was just accepting my oral love of her, to one who was becoming aroused from my efforts. First down one side of those lovely coral colored lips, then the other, then a slow circular sweep of my tongue as deep inside her as I could press it. I wasn't surprised when I felt her hips lifting frequently now as I gorged myself on her sweetness, nor when I felt her legs circle behind my back, actively pulling me deeper into her. Her hands no longer just held my head close to her pussy, her fingers were combing through my hair and she was actively pulling me deeper. And I also wasn't surprised when, after 20 minutes or so of my worship of her pussy that I felt her body tense and then begin to shake as my tongue tasted a new flow of her honey. I had made her cum just from being sodomized in the most pleasant of ways possible and the jerking of her legs behind my back, as well as the grunting acceptance of what was happening told me she would no longer deny me that form of lovemaking. The hands on my head had gone from trying to pull or push me away from that mouthful of lovely flesh to pressing my face deeper into her crotch - what a delightful way to show someone like me how much you want to enjoy the most intimate form of sex!
This was a critical point and I slowed my efforts to arouse her further. My thumb barely touched her clit but was still warm against that vital point of erotic joy. I slowed my tongue's sweep of her tasty core until it was only an occasional lap to catch a small flow of her juices, swirl them around inside my mouth and swallow them. She tasted delicious!
I rolled out from between my love's thighs and crawled up beside her until we were once again face to face.
"I can't believe you did that," she managed to say before I kissed her, letting her taste our juices from my cum smeared face, "or that it felt so good! I like sex, but Les has never done that to me before."
"Would you have let him if he had told you what he was going to do?"
