--Continued from above--
When I called her the next day, she said that she had been sitting on the porch earlier with her legs crossed, drinking a glass of wine, smoking a cigarette and thinking about our night together when she suddenly experienced three spontaneous orgasms. Oh my God, I didn't even know that was possible! I was jealous that I didn't get to taste them.
We had gotten together many many times afterward, almost every day while her fiance was gone. And whenever her fiance called while we were together, I would immediately go down on her. I sort of made a game of it.
I ate her out every time we were together, except for twice. Before I begin the story, here's some background information: I will not have intercourse with a woman that I hardly know without the protection of condoms, but I will eat her out. With that said, there's a game I like to play with women when we first become intimate. I conveniently forget to bring condoms. They're dying to get fucked, but I won't fuck 'em. I'll eat 'em out, but I won't fuck 'em. I love it, it drives 'em crazy.
Anyway, this story occurred during one of our first few encounters and before she was on to my game. My red headed vixen invited me to back to her apartment and oops, I forgot to get condoms. I guess she'll have to settle for some tongue and no cock. When I arrived she was sitting on the porch with her legs crossed, drinking a glass of wine and smoking a cigarette, just how she described to me on the phone when she said she had those spontaneous orgasms. She said she had a surprise for me, but all I could think about where those spontaneous orgasms and how yummy her pussy would taste. As soon as we got up the stairs and shut the door behind us, she greeted me with a mouthwatering kiss and we tore each other's clothes off before we even made it to the bedroom. Then she quickly shackled me to her bed...oh my God, the chick owns handcuffs! I thought she was going sit on my face and take advantage of me, forcing me to eat her out all night long, but she totally denied me of that pleasure. She must have talked to her girlfriends, or bought a book or a video, and practiced on fruit or something because she gave me an unbelievable blowjob. She used her hands, mouth and tongue like she was an experienced pro. She kept bringing me to the edge of climax but wouldn't let me cum. She knew exactly when to start and when to stop and she was torturing me. It seemed like it lasted forever, it was agonizing pleasure. She had me begging and begging and begging before she finally let me explode in her mouth. She swallowed every drop, uncuffed me and kicked me out. I could hardly move, I was drained of energy and it was absolutely amazing. But I was still dying to eat her out, it was all I thought about all day and what I had planed...I forgot the condoms and it's the rules of my game, but she went and changed the game. I begged her to let me eat her out, but she refused...it was my turn to be serviced. Oh my God, she has no idea how sexually frustrating that was and how much more enjoyable it would have been if I could have tasted her pussy. The least she could have done was 69 me while she was sucking my dick.
She was an amazing lover and we fucked like rabbits. We had sex anytime we had a chance and everywhere. We had sex at her place, at my place. We had sex in both our cars, on my car, under a gazebo, in the woods, and even in a canoe. We had sex at work, after hours of course, except for one time in the basement, which was the only other time I was deprived the taste of her pussy. It was during the one week a month that I fast. She said sex helps relieve the pain menstrual cramps, so we snuck down to the basement for a quickie.
I vividly remember this really hot and humid day when we were fucking at her apartment. The air conditioning couldn't keep up and the sweat was pouring from our bodies. The fucking was intense and the heat and our soaked bodies made it even intense. We were slipping 'n sliding against each other like we were covered in oil and it felt amazing.
There were two dice on her nightstand from a sex game I've played with her several times before. The rules are: she would role the dice and the number that comes up is the number of times that she must cum. But the only orgasms that count are the ones that she feeds me.
Anyhow, I was on top and we were fucking like animals. Shortly after I came, she rolled me over on to my back, got on her knees, straddled my body and sat on my waste. She was dripping with sweat and looked so steamy hot. Then she picked up the dice and tossed them onto the bed. I don't remember the number that rolled, but she yelled it out loud as she scooted up my chest, sat on my face and demanded "Now eat me!"
She knew the drill, regardless of the dice, it was my rule that she get eaten out first, last, and several times in between. But this was the first time I had ever cum inside her without a condom. She looked at me with a bit of concern, uncertain how I would react. She knew that this was very weird and unexpected for me, but she wanted to be eaten out.
I love it when she blows me after I've fucked her...when she willingly tastes herself then swallows my cum. So I should be willing to do the same. No double standards allowed...right? She was staring down at me and waiting for me to get started. She was extremely excited and EXPECTED me to eat her out. Reluctantly I started licking the outside of her pussy and she began to smile a bit. Then I began slipping the just tip of my tongue slowly in and out of her. She was getting even more turned on and began to grind and fuck the tip of my tongue. The more she enjoyed it, the more into it I got. She was talking a little bit dirty and it was hot. My tongue slowly plunged deeper and deeper inside her and she loved it. And I loved that she loved it. Our eyes never broke contact and I could feel her muscles tightening around my tongue. She was squeezing my cum out her pussy and force feeding it back to me. I could taste our juices and I could feel it sliding down the back of my throat. I tried not to swallow, but eventually I had to, it was a reflex. Honestly it wasn't that bad.
After I cleaned her out I flipped her over and ate her out properly until she fed me her cum. Then we passionately kissed, she wanted to taste our love potion, but there wasn't anything left to share.
We continued to get together for a while even after her fiance returned from school, but suddenly it ended without cause, reason or explanation. She's married now and I respect that. I still see her around work and she's still very friendly toward me. We still go out for happy hour and we'll hang out and talk, but I never brought up the past and neither has she.
I don't know what it was about her...if it was her sexual drive; if it was how much she enjoyed receiving oral and how she sometimes took charge; if it was that cute little petite body with pale skin, freckles and red hair; if it was her scent; if it was that she was engaged and it was forbidden lust; or what. But hands down, to this date, July 29th, 2011, she was the most enjoyable girl that I have ever had the pleasure of eating out.
