I lapped at her vaginal entrance as though it were an ice cream cone. I took her labia into my mouth to softly suck on them, and feel them get longer and thicker in response.
It was when I let my tongue find its way to her clitoris that I felt her reach down to take my head in her hands. Lifting it so she could look into my face, her head and shoulders were flushed with her arousal as she told me 'I… I want to do like that to you, too.'
I smiled, and nodded my acceptance before moving to get to my knees.
Looking down at her, I could see that she was uncertain what to do. I reached down to take her hand, and she readily let me guide her to her knees, too. Once there, she hesitated only briefly before kissing me – and when her lips met mine, she wasn't the slightest bit reluctant to open her mouth so our tongues could dance in each other's mouths. I knew that she was also getting a slight taste of herself when she paused for a moment – but it was only for a moment, and she quickly went back to letting me know how much passion she had been holding inside.
With the end of the kiss, she pulled back slightly. When she saw me looking at her, she blushed slightly, and asked 'That is what I taste like, there?'
I smiled, and told her 'Yes.'
She shyly smiled back before telling me 'I think that I can understand why you like to do that. It is not a bad taste.'
I kissed her again, softly, and lay down on the bed, on my back. She looked at me quizzically, and I simply guided her to straddle my head.
Understanding what was next, she leaned forward to put her hands on the bed before lowering herself so that my erect penis was within her reach.
With only a little adjustment, we were soon positioned for what we were about to do.
I lifted my head slightly, so that I could extend my tongue to take another taste of her female essence; she responded by tilting her head slightly and licking at the shaft of my erection. I licked at her labia a few more times before shifting my attention to her clitoris, which was erect and clearly visible. When my tongue softly drifted across its surface, she released a low moan of pleasure, and moved her focus to the head of my erect member, licking at it as I had done to her labia just a short time before.
As I continued to apply my tongue to her clitoris, she finally opened her mouth to take me inside – letting her lips wrap around me just behind the head. With that hurdle passed, she soon started using her lips and tongue to explore my length, for as far as she could get me into her mouth. I was pleasantly surprised when she never did anything that actually hurt me. She tried a few things that were uncomfortable, but she seemed to understand what the problem was when they happened, and readily changed what she was doing.
As her arousal increased with my attentions, so did her enthusiasm, and willingness to try different things. After a couple of minutes, she released me from between her lips so she could catch her breath and pant with the excitement I was bringing her. When she was ready to take me into her mouth again, I could feel that there was a drop of pre-cum on the end of my penis; with only a moment's hesitation, she stuck her tongue out to lick it off – and apparently found the taste acceptable, if not pleasing, judging from the way she started hungrily – but gently – sucking on me.
She didn't have any experience or technique; but she more than made up for those shortcomings with her enthusiasm and willingness to experiment. It didn't take her but a few minutes to get me as hard as I'd ever been, and move me along toward my climax.
Not wanting to leave her behind, I applied myself to bringing her as much stimulation and pleasure as I could: taking her clitoris between my lips and softly 'milking' it with them; circling her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, varying the pressure and speed at which I manipulated it; placing my mouth over the entrance to her vagina, and softly sucking on it to draw out her womanly nectar; and finally, forming a rod with my tongue, and sliding it into her, accompanied by her deep moan of pleasure and arousal.
My plan had only one flaw – a fatal one. With each increase in her pleasure, she seemed all the more determined to please ME, in return.
The sheer enthusiasm she showed for her self-appointed task was doing more to move me toward MY climax than what I could do to bring her to HERS.
There came the point where I knew it was a lost cause; even as I felt my balls tighten up, I managed to gasp out the warning 'I'm going to shoot!'
She barely had time to pull her lips free of me before the first load of my semen rocketed out the end of my erection as she watched. As I found out later, it hit her on the chest, and dribbled down to drip off one of her nipples; in the mean time, she quickly wrapped her lips around my glans again, sucking on me in time with the pulsing of my erection in her hand. As her mouth filled with my inert seed, I could feel her rolling it around on her tongue, as though savoring the taste before swallowing it to make room for more.
As the last of my juices trickled out the end of my deflating erection, Marlyn greedily lapped them up before starting to lick my penis clean.
When she started doing that, I quickly resumed the activities I'd been happily performing for her before – sliding my stiffened tongue into her hot, wet womanhood for several thrusts before fluttering my tongue across her clitoris for a while, and then returning to penetrate her with my tongue again.
With her attention fully on her own pleasure, it didn't take but a couple more minutes before I felt her start to tense over me as she got closer to her own release. As I felt her tension increase, I slowed my actions, easing her toward a more powerful climax.
When I felt that she was on the very edge of another orgasm, I all but threw her into it with a furious but soft fluttering across her clitoris with the tip of my tongue. She tried to push her entire pelvis into my mouth as her thighs clamped down on my head again; her deep-throated cry of release let me know that this orgasm was even more powerful than the first.
Her entire body went through cycles of absolute rigidity, alternating with periods of near-collapse. With each wave of her release, I would softly suck on her clitoris in time with the spasms passing through her – then drink in the musky oils that overflowed from her vagina.
Again, she all but collapsed when enough of her orgasm had passed. I was expecting it that time, and quickly moved to ease her off of me, and onto her back on the bed. Her eyes were still closed, and she seemed pretty far out of it, so I carefully pulled her onto my lap. Getting her legs outside of mine, I eased both of us toward the head of the bed; where I got a couple of pillows in place to prop myself up with. She was starting to come out of it by then, and weakly tried to help me as I pulled her a little higher on my lap, so I could bend my knees to form more of a 'seat' for her.
When she was lying against my chest, I carefully reached over to open and flavor a bottle of soda. I brought it to her lips, and she took a few sips of it as I held the bottle before weakly pushing my hand away.
I took a drink myself, and then offered it to her again. This time, she was able to hold my hand to guide me as she managed several swallows of it.
A minute later, she pulled my hand up so she could finish the bottle, which I set with the others. When I turned back to her, she slapped my arm and exclaimed 'Oh! You!'
'What?' I asked, confused.
'You! You did that on purpose!'
'Yes, me. Did what on purpose?'
'Made me do that again, only more!'
It took me a second before I understood that she was talking about how I made her orgasm again, and made it stronger than the first one. I put my arms around her, and answered 'Yes, I did it on purpose. I wanted to thank you for what you did!'
Hearing that, she surprised me with a shy grin, and said 'I liked to do that for you.'
'I could tell.' I teased.
She blushed slightly, and replied 'When you told me that you were going to – shoot? – I wanted to see what it looked like. When I tasted you before, it was a little salty, but nice. So after I saw what you did, I wanted to know if the other one was like that, too.'
'And?'
She grinned at me, and said 'It was nice, too. Different, but still nice! You liked that?'
'I liked that very much. You made me feel very good when you did that.'
Her grin got even wider, and she said 'I liked it, too. Is the taste always like that?'
