Story... Turnabout... 10th part  

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8/21/2005 7:44 am

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Story... Turnabout... 10th part

Boy did that turn out to be an understatement. At first I felt uncomfortable, wondering if he’d dislike the smell and taste of me down there. But it was soon so obvious he was thoroughly enjoying himself that I relaxed.

It was different from any other kind of stimulation I’d ever experienced. In some ways softer and less focused but in other ways very intimate and more intense. It was only later, after I’d been with other lovers, that I learned that James had a special talent.

He seemed to be able to read my responses and kept pushing me right to the edge of orgasm without pushing me over. I was caught on a treadmill of thrilling frustration.

I loved the way his tongue would nuzzle among the folds of my inner lips, moving slowly upwards until the tip was dancing around my clitoris. Then he’d move down again until his hyperactive tongue was buried deep inside my vagina. I was lost in the sensations.

Finally he worked two of his fingers inside me and began sucking and licking my clitoris. He did this with such exaggerated wet lip smacking noises that I started laughing. And coming. I usually don’t make much noise during sex but this time I did. It was kind of embarrassing.

“Oh my God,” I said when I could speak. “That was amazing.”

“Glad you liked it,” he said.

“You’re the first man who’s ever done that to me.”

I had to laugh at the expression on his face.

“Yeah, I know,” I said. “Kind of hard to believe isn’t it?”

He leaned over and kissed me. I could taste myself on his lips. I liked it. Another first. Then he stood up and pulled off his shirt. I lay there watching, my legs still spread. He was hairier than my husband. Next he kicked his shoes off and unbuckled his belt. My heart beat faster. Moments later I was holding the second hard penis I’d held in my life.

He was now wrestling me out of my clothes. I was preoccupied with his penis. It was bigger than my husband’s. Not huge, but nice. Once we were both naked he took my hand and led me into the bedroom.

I was expecting him to jump on me once we were on the bed. But he didn’t. He kissed me and ran his hands over my body as if he thought it was something precious. I closed my eyes and luxuriated in the tenderness of his kiss and touch of his hands. I felt cherished.

After what seemed like hours of this cuddling he pulled away, opened the drawer of his nightstand, and fished out a condom. Then he was gently spreading my legs and moving into position between them. The sensation of feeling his penis sliding all the way up inside me was indescribable.

--- to be continued---

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