'Mmmmm,' I murmured as I did as she asked, placing my now sopping cunt in complete view.
'Your pussy is charming,' Katrina murmured as she lowered her head between my open thighs and began smothering my cuntlips and clitoris with kisses, adding to the hot wetness that had taken over between my legs.
'Oooooh,' she said gutturally, 'how I adore your soft pussy.' She placed her hand on my cunt and gently spread the lips apart with her fingers. 'I can see your clit better now. It's so pink and so hard. I'm going to suck it.'
Katrina's mouth enclosed my clitoris, sucking it voraciously. The sensation engulfed my: whole body, which was beginning to vibrate in ecstasy. Never had anything felt so good as the room swirled around me while Katrina continued to eat my cunt.
'Oh, God,' I moaned, 'that's wonderful.'
'Now eat me while I eat you,' suggested Katrina. She quickly shifted around so that she was straddled on top of me wit her back to me, her head buried in my crotch licking and sucking my pussy, and her sopping, pungent, hairy cunt staring me in the eye. It dripped with moisture and seemed to be breathing, its glistening pink folds framed by unruly black hair. I thought it was the most beautiful sight I'd ever seen in my life.
Quickly I put my hands on Katrina's hips and moved her just so until she was sitting directly on my face, the spreading lips of her cunt placed directly on the lips of my mouth. I shot my probing tongue up her pussy, working it around in a furious arc, tasting her sweet juices all the while. So this is what cunt tastes like, I thought dreamily as I worked my tongue harder and harder, stretching the muscle to its full capacity.
'Feel my tits,' I heard her say, and I immediately lifted my hands from her hips and placed them over her tits, gently pinching and rubbing her erect nipples while both of our tongues simultaneously explored the depths of each other's gushing cunts.
The pleasure was more than I could bear. My body began to writhe uncontrollably under the influence of Katrina's expert sucking and licking and tongue-kicking. I knew I was going to come and come hard. A blinding shudder shot through me, and force of habit caused me to anticipate a rush of jism inside me to accompany my orgasm. But, instead, Katrina just redoubled her sucking and began rubbing my asshole, sticking a tender finger up it, and instead of coming down after my orgasm, her efforts seemed to take me to new heights.
She seemed to be reading my mind as she briefly raised her mouth from my throbbing cunt and said, 'When you're with a man you have to stop just when it's getting good. With another woman you can go on forever.'
A few moments after she'd spoken I could feel Katrina's body stiffen on top of me. 'Suck, suck harder!' she suddenly cried, and as I accelerated my efforts, sending my entire tongue up her cunt and rubbing my teeth against her clit, she came in a profound shudder, drenching my face with gooey wetness.
Then she got off me. With me still lying on the rug, Katrina slipped down between my thighs, facing toward me in the same position that a man would use to fuck me. Instantly I could feel the scalding wetness of her spongy cunt pressing against mine, which was in an identical condition. She began to rub her crotch hotly against mine, our cuntlips and clits intermingled as one, mixing our oozing discharges, creating a mutual friction that felt as exciting to me as any cock that had ever fucked me. Our hands reached out to each other's tits and we stimulated our nipples while our cunts ground into one another.
'Wrap your legs around me!' she cried. My ankles locked around her shoulders as we pumped at each other even more furiously. The feeling was so intense that I felt as though my clitoris were actually penetrating her.
Already on an orgasmic plane, after a couple of minutes of trading and sharing pelvic thrusts I suddenly felt as if I had been elevated to the ceiling, and from there launched into outer space. I felt like I was discharging quarts of pussy juice and being drenched by similar amounts of the scalding contents of Katrina's cunt.
'My God!' I screamed. 'I'm in orbit!'
'Welcome aboard,' she said as our bodies locked even tighter so that we seemed welded together in our journey into sexual infinity.
Later, as we lay in bed together, Katrina gently stroked my tits while I placed a hand in her warm, moist cunt. It was one of the most tender moments I had ever shared with anyone.
'I love you,' whispered Katrina.
I didn't even have to think about my reply. 'I love you, too,' I answered as she pressed her thighs together and warmly squeezed my hand.
CHAPTER SIX
I don't suppose that I've ever spent a happier two days than that weekend with Katrina in the mountains. After sucking each other's cunts the first night, we awoke the next morning in each other's arms. At first I was surprised to realize where I was, that it all wasn't a dream as I became aware that we were in bed together and that I was locked in a naked embrace with another woman. However, I never felt any shock, or shame, or regret, and certainly didn't wish I were any place else. I was grateful that it wasn't a dream.
'Good morning, darling,' Katrina said, her eyes opening sleepily.
'Good morning,' I replied, tightening my arms affectionately around her and gently inserting my knee in her crotch. I could feel her silky cunt bush tickling my kneecap as I moved slightly and kissed Katrina fully on the lips.
One thing quickly led to another and before I knew it we were making love again, only this time I was on top, using all the tricks I had learned the night before as we rubbed, tickled, licked, and sucked each other to a series of multiple orgasms. I realized that the marijuana had had nothing to do with the pleasure I had felt the first time because the pleasure was even sweeter in the morning with a clear head.
When we were finished and lay in bed side by side catching our breath, Katrina said, 'Why don't you take it easy and I'll rustle us up some breakfast.'
'Okay,' I agreed. 'I think I'll take a hot bath while you're fixing breakfast.'
She got out of bed and put on a red checkered flannel shirt and started to button it over her small but exquisite tits. 'Don't do that, darling,' I implored. 'I want to see your body the whole time we have alone together.'
'All right,' she laughed, dropping the shirt to the floor. Then she walked over to where I was still lying and leaned down and kissed me gently. 'But you have to promise not to take that bath. I want to smell our love on you.'
We had a glorious day, just relaxing and not doing anything in particular, completely caught up in the rapture of being with each other. We took a walk in the forest, picking wild flowers along the way, and holding hands as we walked, naked, through the huge trees.
After walking for some time we came to a bubbling mountain stream. 'Let's take a rest,' I suggested.
Katrina agreed and we sat down beneath a tree. After we had been sitting there for a moment she said, 'Darling, I want to make love to you, right out in the open for the world to see.'
I immediately agreed. Since we had first made love I found that my sexual urge was always near the surface when I was with Katrina. I didn't see how I could ever tire of making love with her.
Katrina spread me out beneath the majestic tree and I focused my eyes on its swooping branches and the blue sky above as she went down an me. This time I did nothing, just lay there as she sucked and tongue-fucked me to a delicious climax which left her face glistening with my cunt juice.
When she was finished she leaned over to her right and picked a beautiful yellow flower and placed it tenderly between the lips of my cunt, gently kissing my clitoris before she pulled her head up and looked lovingly at me. 'That honeysuckle is you,' she said, 'it's how I think of you. Beautiful and graceful with your lovely blonde hair. That's what I'm going to call you from now on. Honeysuckle. Because you're as graceful and lovely as a yellow flower, and because when I suck your cunt I taste honey.' The sheer romantic tenderness of what she had done caused me to experience another orgasm through mere words.
That evening Katrina and I were back in the cabin and preparing dinner when I said, 'Do you mind If I ask you something?'
'Of course not,' she said.
'Promise you won't get mad,' I said hesitantly.
