pressing insistently between her thighs. But she whispered: 'Andrew, don't make love to me here, wait till later and we can spend the whole night together. But if you would like to bring me off with your fingers like Teddy did with Susie…'
'I have an even better idea, my sweet girl,' I murmured whilst I slid down Katie's beautiful curves, caressing her firm breasts and kissing her horned-up wine-red nipples which hardened so sensually under my nibbling. Down and down I went until my face was buried between her legs and my lips were only inches away from her thick fleece of curly chestnut pussey hair.
'Are you going to kiss my cunney, darling? No boy has ever done that before,' she said softly as she pushed my head deeper into her crotch, opening her legs and then clamping her thighs around my head with a long contented purr as I began to lick her swollen pussey lips. My tongue swished around her quim, delving, probing and sliding from the top of her long crack to the base of her juicy slit, lapping up the fragrant love juice which was already trickling out of her honeypot.
As Mark Twain once remarked, cunnilingus, like artichokes and whisky, is an acquired taste, but from my very first experience (at the age of sixteen with a scullery maid) I have always thoroughly enjoyed muff-diving and, without wishing to boast, I quickly acquired some skill at this noble art. Katie moaned with joy and shivered all over when I stopped licking her quim to pay homage to her clitty which had hardened up like a tiny nut.
I took her love bud between my lips and nibbled its fat, unsheathed base with my teeth. When I began lashing her clitty with my tongue her throbbings grew into twitches, the twitches into tremors and the tremors into convulsions until she shrieked out her delight as the delicious sensations of a shattering cum swept through her. Fleetingly, it struck me that even anyone walking outside the perimeter of the fence would hear Katie's cries of passion. But I could not have cared if the entire domestic staff of Judson Manor had suddenly appeared in front of us when I hauled myself up and Katie clutched my pulsating erection in her hands.
With a salacious giggle, she wound strands of her silky hair to make a web around the base of my shaft whilst stroking it slowly and feeling my tool throb under her gentle touch. Then Katie moved her head forward and licked my wiry pubic bush, moving her face slowly from side to side, enjoying to the full the voluptuous grazing of my rock-hard stiffie against her soft cheek.
Katie looked up at me and smiled as she moved her lips across the smooth wide dome of my knob and kissed the minute 'eye' out of which some drops of pre-cum moisture had already started to ooze. I let out a tiny gasp as her tongue circled my helmet, savouring the taste of cock as she drew my shaft between her generous lips.
'H-a-a-r!' I gasped as Katie's warm fingers fondled my balls whilst she sucked my shaft with an intense verve. I instinctively began to slew my prick in and out of her willing wet mouth. She slurped happily on her fleshy lollipop until I felt the sweet surge of seed was about to burst out of my cock and I panted: 'Katie, I can't hold back, I'm going to cum!'
But the dear girl did not attempt to pull away. She continued to suck my cock until, with a rasping growl, I shot my load and spurted a potent fountain of hot sticky jism down Katie's throat. She greedily gulped it down and licked and lapped my trembling tool until she had milked it dry.
'My word, what an abundant spend, Andrew!' she commented after pulling back her head and releasing my now flaccid todger from its succulent prison. 'Oh, I do love sucking off a nice thick prick like yours. I'm sure I could happily gobble it for a full hour but of course this will never happen because all you men squirt off too quickly.'
'I read somewhere that the Marquis de Soveral can keep going for at least half an hour, though that could just be a rumour.'
'Very probably,' agreed Katie as she planted a farewell kiss on my shrivelled shaft. 'No girl I know has ever met any man who can last longer than ten minutes once their pricks are being sucked.'
She snuggled herself into the crook of my shoulder and we lay silent for a while until I said: 'Dearest, did I hear you say that till this afternoon, no man had ever tongued your divine little pussey?'
'That's quite correct,' concurred Katie. 'Does this surprise you? Don't worry, though, you brought me off beautifully, Andrew, just as well if not better than Alexa and Erika or indeed any of the girls who have ever lapped up my cunney juice.'
I looked down at her and said with interest: 'So both the Danish girls have licked out your honeypot, have they?'
'M'm, on several occasions,' she answered brightly. 'And the best time was when they did it together when I visited them in Denmark last year. If you like, I'll tell you what happened, although it's rather a rude story.'
'I'd love to hear all about it,' I said eagerly.
Katie laughed as she replied: 'Well, all right then, but you must promise not to mention it to anyone this weekend. Now, Alexa and Erika live with their parents near the port of Odense on Fyn Island and on my first visit there two years ago, the girls took me for a long walk around the town one afternoon to show me the cathedral which was founded by King Canute-you know, the man who tried to command the waves-in the eleventh century.
'Anyhow, when we arrived back at their house, they suggested that we refresh ourselves with a sauna. Now, I had no idea what a sauna was and they explained that it was a Scandinavian style of bath which I would find very invigorating-and this turned out to be true, although not in a manner I could have expected!
'So, on their instruction, I went upstairs to my room and undressed. Then I slipped on a dressing gown and a pair of slippers and walked down with Alexa and Erika (who had also undressed) to the bottom of their garden where there were two large log cabins. They ushered me into the first which was furnished only with a single bench, with a wooden stove in the middle of the floor which generated a considerable amount of steamy heat.
'“Take off your dressing gown and lie down on the bench, Katie,” said Alexa as she whipped of her robe and walked naked to the stove onto which she ladled a pannikin of cold water. “This will make the room even steamier but the heat opens the pores and lets all the grime of the city seep out of the skin.”
'Obediently, I sat naked alongside an equally nude Erika. Alexa came across and laid herself down on the wide bench with her head in my lap. “You don't mind if I use your lap as a pillow, do you, Katie?”
'“No, not at all,” I stammered as she made herself comfortable with the back of her head lying on the tops of my thighs. Then she passed her hands over her high pointed breasts which were topped by enormous tawny nipples which soon swelled up even larger as Alexa played with them, twisting the rubbery bullets between her fingers. However, I pretended not to notice what she was doing and I must say that, despite the proximity of her face to my pussey, she made no move to interfere with me in any way.
'We sat chatting for some fifteen minutes and then, at Alexa's bidding, we put on our robes and slippers and padded across to the second, larger cabin some twenty feet away. Now, the floor of this cabin had been partially scooped out and a miniature tiled swimming pool had been built.
'“Brr, it'll be freezing!” I remarked, but without any hesitation, the girls slipped off their robes and plunged straight into the pool. Erika shook her blonde tresses away from her pretty face and called out: “Do join us, Katie, you'll find the experience most invigorating.”
'Gingerly I stepped into the pool but Erika was right-for once I braved the cool water I felt wonderfully clean and fit and I didn't notice the cold as we splashed around for about five minutes. Then we climbed out and dried ourselves with lovely soft bath towels which were hanging on pegs in a small open-doored area at the back of the cabin where there were two beds, one double and one single. The girls told me to lie down and rest on the smaller mattress while they shared the larger one.
'Swathed in my towel, I was now so totally relaxed that I was soon dozing peacefully. But after a while I thought I felt a soft palm rubbing against my crotch. I must be imagining it, I said to myself, but the rubbing became more insistent. I opened my eyes to find that both the girls had removed their towels and were kneeling naked at the side of my bed and it was Erika's long fingers that were tracing their way through my curly bush of pussey hair. Perhaps I should have stopped them but, frankly, the sensations were delicious and I made only a token attempt-which was easily repulsed-to prevent Alexa pulling off my towel and leaving me lying there completely naked.
'“You naughty things, stop that at once,” I murmured as Alexa caressed my breasts and tweaked my titties whilst Erika rubbed her palm against my moistening pussey and whispered how she would like to stick her tongue up my cunney and suck on my clitty till I came off and flooded her face with love juice.
'However, it was Alexa who climbed up on the mattress, positioned herself between my legs and began lapping on my pouting pussey lips. But little did I know what was being planned whilst Alexa licked up and down my quim and brought me up to a fever-pitch of unslaked desire- for the wicked little minx didn't put her tongue inside
