The tip of my nose felt the moisture that was oozing from her pussy. I hesitated, wondering if I would like the taste. The scent was thrilling but what will be the result of the taste? I told myself it did not matter.
My tongue flicked out. My first thought was, that is not pee, followed by, I like it. My tongue went as far in as it could but that was not very far. My tongue licked the length of her slit and discovered no new taste. I sucked at her pussy and realized I had a mouthful of her taste. What did it taste like? Not sweet, not sour, not bitter but a pleasant blending of all of those. A taste I enjoyed, a taste I wanted more of. It was a perfect embodiment of the perfect taste. I think that if I could have said it tastes like something in particular it would have spoiled the moment.
Her mouth had had a weak imitation of this taste or maybe a diluted copy of this taste. I liked the taste of her mouth but I realized I liked the taste of her pussy even more. I wanted more. I sucked and licked like a starving animal attempting to get nourishment. I felt her hands on the back of my head. They pushed my face into her pussy. This made me feel that she wanted me to lick and suck more. I attempted to do the best I could with my short tongue. More of her juices came into my mouth but rather than satisfying me it intensified my desire for more. I sucked, and licked. I drank in her taste.
Suddenly her hands pulled me away from her pussy and she said, "Since your tongue is so short, I guess you can’t do it rights. You gotta go after my clit."
Confused, I asked, "What’s a clit?"
After a short pause the light came on, nearly blinding me. As I blinked a most wondrous sight appeared before me. Her pussy covered with a fine blond covering was nearly closed, or should I say slightly open. Only open enough to be glistening with juices but not open enough to see into. I am not sure if I was breathing but my heart was beating loudly and rapidly.
Her hands appeared in my view and I watched carefully as they opened her pussy. Her voice competed with my heart as she rubbed an index finger around a red nubbin, "This here is my clit. You are to lick around it and suck on it. You are to lick it until I tell you to stop."
Before I could agree she pushed my face into her pussy once again. I slurped in her juices as I moved up to her clit. It was harder than a tit and shaped more like a bean. I felt my smooth chin slip in between her pussy lips and her hands again pressed on the back of my head. I alternately licked and sucked on her clit. I wanted to move down to drink in her juices but her hands and the imperative of concentrating on her clit kept me in place. As I became accustomed to this position I realized my heart had quieted down and I could feel my dick sandwiched between my belly and the bed sheet. I wished for further stimulation there but was getting none, even when I hunched since I had discharged so much pre-come.
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