There wasn’t much concern about that happening, because it never had before. I leaned in even closer and wrapped my arms around her thighs, which brought my face to within inches of where my tongue and lips would soon be giving us both immense pleasure. Cheryl was definitely going to be great eating, but first I wanted to admire how truly beautiful her pussy was.
As I had noted before, she was a natural blonde, with the extremely fair, almost milky-white complexion that went with that. A few small freckles served to emphasize the perfection of the skin that surrounded her fluffy pubic hair. Cheryl’s slit, with her inner lips swelling and pushing their way through, was a rosy pink and invited closer inspection. The aroma was enticing, and when I gently spread the edges of her slit, an incredible cloud of fragrance arose to please my nostrils.
“So far, I like it,” she said.
“That’s good, but it’ll get a lot better.”
It got better for both of us immediately. There were a few drops of her pussy juice on the inside of one of her thighs, and I licked it off, finding it to be as delicious as I expected. Cheryl also appreciated my tongue on her soft, sensitive skin, and she murmured softly. Her happy sounds quickly became louder as my tongue continued its favorite activity. I licked all the fresh juices off her crotch and prepared to do some serious pussy eating.
Before I went any further, I raised my head to gaze on Cheryl’s pretty face. Her lips were slightly parted in a smile and her eyes were slitted, but she saw me looking and opened them all the way.
“That feels really good, George. I’ve never felt anything like it, and I can sure see why Mom likes it so much.”
“I like it too, with you or your mother. I’m just getting started, and it’ll get a lot better for both of us.” My mouth had better things to do than talk, so I lowered my face again and started on one of Cheryl’s plump outer lips.
After my tongue caught a few drops of the nectar that was just starting to drip out of her pink hole, it started on the small area between the origins of an inner and outer lip. The texture there was wonderful, and I slowly covered that part of her pussy and starting up on the outer lip. As lovely as her pussy was, and as delectable the flavor and aroma, the best thing about it was the way it felt under my tongue. The skin of her outer lip was soft and smooth and vibrant, and her fluffy pubic hair added to the delights Cheryl was giving me. Very slowly, taking as long as I could and making our pleasure last, my tongue meandered upward until I reached her mons and kissed her there. By that time, she was cooing happily and her pussy was squirming under my face.
As I gazed at her beautiful body moving around, Cheryl caught my eye. “That’s wonderful, what you’re doing, and it keeps getting better. None of my boyfriends have ever done anything like that.”
“Like I said, if they didn’t do what I’m doing, they weren’t your boyfriends because, if they were, they would have made sure that you had as good a time as they could help you have.”
Cheryl’s pussy was so marvelous that I wanted to get back to eating her with a minimum of delay, but I also felt an obligation to help her, as much as I could, to get the most pleasure possible from future sexual activity. I knew that was what she actually wanted from me. She also wanted to be taken to ecstasy that day, so Cheryl nestled her head into her pillow to wait for me to take her there. I was positive I would relish the trip as much as she did, so I brought my mouth back down to lick all the nectar from her pink hole and start caressing her other outer lip with my tongue.
I treated this one the same, but it felt better to me because Cheryl’s movements were becoming more erratic and her cooing was starting to turn to blissful moans. Once again, I kissed her Mount of Venus but, this time, she didn’t see me or speak to me, because her eyes were closed in bliss, and her head, a smile on her lips, was tossing back and forth on her pillow. I smiled at the way she was having such a great time, and got busy making it even better.
Once more, I started below her dripping love hole, my tongue sluicing up all the fresh nectar before it started probing between an inner and outer lip. In order to slide the flat of my tongue between the labia, I turned my head slightly and wiggled the tip to caress them both. As I tickled this more sensitive part of her pussy, Cheryl’s movements became even wilder and, when I reached the end of the inner lip, she was starting to fuck up into my face. Very delicately, I stroked across the clit hood at the junction of the two inner lips, making her movements even more frantic.
I knew that Cheryl was close to being ready to cum, but I had obligated myself to giving her the most pleasure I could, so I decided to build her climax up a little more before making her erupt. I brought my tongue back down below her love hole again and, after feasting on the delicious fresh juices, treated her other pair of inner and outer lips as I had the first one.
This time, when I reached her clit hood, her thighs had started pounding against my shoulders, and Cheryl was sobbing and whimpering and ramming her pussy up into my face in the same tempo. I also noted that her legs had rotated slightly outward, more fully presenting her pussy to my mouth. She was at the apex of her arousal, I knew, and it was time for the eruption that had been building up.
After helping myself to all the fresh nectar that her pussy had produced, I slowly brought my tongue the length of her wet, pink slit up to where Cheryl’s swollen clit had pushed its way entirely out from its protective hood. I engulfed the precious morsel in my mouth and, using my lips as a seal, I sucked, while my tongue caressed the sides and top.
Her movements became even more erratic, until Cheryl blurted: “Oh! Oh! What’s happening?”
Telling her would have meant raising my mouth from her clit, and there was nothing in the world that could have made me do that. Cheryl’s movements became wilder, slamming her pussy against my face, while her legs swung back and forth, as if she were running in place, and her thighs pummeled my shoulders. To allow her as much freedom of movement as I could, I loosened my grip on Cheryl’s legs, but I kept my mouth snugly clamped on her clit and my tongue kept caressing the swollen sides and top.
Like her mother, Cheryl was quite vocal while cumming, which was a sweet and flattering sound to my ears. She continued in the throes for what seemed like a long time, but could not have been too long, because it was so extremely enjoyable for me. Abruptly, she gave an unusually loud cry of joy; her pussy rammed up against my face and her thighs slammed against my shoulders as her back arched. After her orgasm, Cheryl sagged back onto the bed, with her legs draped over my back.
When I glanced at her face, her eyes were closed and her lips were parted in a smile of total bliss. I was pretty happy too, because there was so much nectar that had spattered on her thighs, belly crotch and all over and around her pussy. Since I expected to fuck her there, once Cheryl was ready, I left the juices inside the hole that had produced them so they could perform their natural function of lubrication.
After treating my taste buds to as much as I would allow myself, I backed away from Cheryl’s pussy, letting her legs flop onto the bed. I got up and, not wanting to risk grossing her out with her own juices, I carefully wiped them from my face. With that done, I removed the condom from my pocket and took off my pants and underwear. Still watching Cheryl lying in happy repose, I rolled the protection onto my cock and got back onto her bed, kneeling near the foot.
When she felt the bed shaking as I mounted, she opened her eyes and smiled at me. “That was wonderful, George. I’ve cum before, but never like that. I’ve heard of a girl’s pussy being eaten, but I never knew it could be so good. All my boyfriends say only lesbians do that, because a real man had no need to. At least, that’s what they told me, and my girl friends say the boys tell them the same thing.”
“Like I told you a little while ago, they don’t sound much like boyfriends. At least not the kind a girl like you would want. Not only are they foolish for depriving themselves of one of the greatest of all pleasures, they’re selfish for depriving you of it. You can tell your girl friends that too, and maybe the guys will start treating them right.”
“Well, you sure didn’t deprive me of it.” Cheryl looked at my erect cock then, as if noticing it for the first time. She pointed at and said: “I hope you can give me as much fun with that. I think it’s bigger than what my last boyfriend had.”
“I can, but it’ll be a different kind. Are you ready?”
Cheryl nodded her head eagerly and reached down to spread her pussy lips. With one hand holding my cock aimed at the small hole she was holding open for me, I moved forward until I leaned over and placed my other hand on the bed next to her. While it was supporting my weight, I moved in closer, until my cock was pressed against Cheryl’s pussy, and I rubbed the tip against her wetness.
With both of us ready, I gave a firm push, and I felt the head wedge its way between her fingers and into her soft pussy. Cheryl sighed happily at the first penetration, and it felt good to me too. I waited about ten seconds for her love hole to adjust itself, and gave another push. She expressed her happiness with the deeper entry, and I could feel the insides of her tight channel closing around my cock. It was inside her deeply enough that I no longer needed to guide it, so I placed that hand on the other side of Cheryl. I was leaning above her, supporting my weight on my hands, and I gave another strong thrust.
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