"I pressed her back on the bed and knelt, crouching, between her legs. I pressed a kiss to her soft tummy and investigated her deep navel with the tip of my tongue. Her crisp pubic hair tickled my chin as I went lower. I glanced up at her once and saw her looking down at me expectantly. Now for the moment of truth! I looked down and there were her splayed thighs, the wet pink center of her dark velvet loveliness open between them. As I bent closer, the heated odor of her sex assailed my nostrils. It was strong but not at all unpleasant. Then, very slowly, I pressed my lips to her vulva. It was a light kiss to begin with, then the very odor whipped up my passions, and in a moment my hands were under her, holding the soft cheeks of her bottom, my mouth pressed ardently to the warm, pulpy wetness of her.
There was one odd little twinge of something like revulsion as I sank my tongue into her, probably more from the strangeness of kissing another woman in such an intimate place for the first time. Then it was gone and I was trying to get my tongue up her vagina as far as it would go. I explored the wet slit with the tip of my tongue and found her clitoris. It was large and stiff, like a tiny penis. I felt her shudder as I licked it; I drew the wet piece of gristle between my lips and heard her moan, her thighs prisoning my head between them. I licked the length of her slit, savoring the taste of the mucous distilled from her body; my nose and all around my mouth were slippery with it.
Then I recognized the urgent little jerks, her bottom moving up and down, rubbing her excited cunt into my mouth. She was ready to spend. I sucked deeply on her clitoris, as she had done to me, then dug my fingers into her buttocks and glued my mouth eagerly to her vagina to receive the erotic juices I had released. She twitched and jerked about, fingers twined in my hair, as I sucked, drawing the slippery fluid from her body as it oozed down her vagina. The salty tang of her spend was strange but pleasant and I lapped at her sex until she had no more to give."
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