I am a little inexperienced when it comes to, well, girls. It's harder to pick up girls. You flirt with them but they think you're just being nice. It's all kind of frustrating. I felt so misunderstood until I met Emily.
Emily was around five years older than me and shorter than me, strangely enough. She hit the gym a lot and seemed very very relaxed. When she hit me up I was surprised. She asked me if I wanted to go to her apartment and I had butterflies in my stomach the whole time.
When we got there she took me straight to the bedroom and laid me down on her bed. She eased my leggings off and pulled off my panties.
"Number one rule in my bed," she said. "You cum as many times as humanly possible."
I thought she was just talking a big game. Then she parted my thighs and moved to lick my pussy.
I had heard of stone cold tops before. Women who get off by getting others off. They don't ask for anything in return, it's the giving that gets them going. And jesus fucking christ did this woman like eating pussy.
Within minutes I was shaking and moaning while she buried her face in my pussy. I threw my head back and cried out her name as her tongue pumped into me, tasting me and making me tremble and shake.
I came on her lips but she made no move to stop. She kept going, licking me through the orgasm until I was on the verge of another one. I felt like I was out of control. Like I was pumping the brakes and the car was only getting faster.
I clamped my thighs down on her head as she ate me out, her lips moving over my clit and sucking it into her mouth. I moaned, sweat beading on my forehead as she licked me over and over.
How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop? The fuck if I know, but it takes only ten minutes before I'm begging for mercy and riding a woman's tongue for my fucking life.
She didn't let up. She smiled against me, looking up at me as she ate me out. She enjoyed watching me squirm in her grip.
She paused to take in a few deep breaths. I watched her, her lips and chin slick with my juices and flushed from kissing.
"How are you doing, babygirl?" she asked and my brain was filled with static. I couldn't answer. All I could do was stare at her, completely mesmerized. She chuckled. "That's what I thought."
She buried her face into me again, licking and kissing until my whole body was shaking. I arched off the bed as I came on her tongue again.
She flipped me over and ate me out from behind, sticking her tongue into my hole and teasing my clit until I squirted.
She kept going, shoving her fingers into me, and licking me until I couldn't stand it any longer.
That's when she pulled out the strap. She got into it quickly and soon it was pressed to my soaking pussy. It's fat head pushed inside of me and my blood went cold. It felt so good to get stretched out around that monster dildo I could barely say a word, only squeak out a little noise of pleasure.
She pounded into me at every fucking angle I could think of. She didn't need to stop or pause, she didn't get overly sensitive and she couldn't cum too soon. She fucked me within an inch of my goddamn life.
I could barely think after two more orgasms on the strap. I had to finally throw in the towel and beg for mercy. She laughed as she pulled out of me, the strap hanging from her hips and dripping with my pussy juice.
She said I lasted longer than most. That she'd want to see if she could push me even further, set a new personal record.
I collapsed into the sheets and hid my blushing cheeks into her pillows.
I didn't know it was possible to feel so much pleasure all at once.