Eating out the innocent girl for the first time in her life [m/f]

I've written a few stories about a woman I dated a few years back– here's another favorite memory.

Like I've said before, Caitlin was very reserved and proper, with somewhat traditional, vanilla views on sex. On the other hand she was deliciously responsive, and when she got worked up there was nothing more fun than to see her inhibitions yield to her arousal.

We enjoyed a healthy sex life, but for the first few months she never, ever let me go down on her. "It's gross!" she'd say when I tried to eat a box lunch. Only once in those first two months, when we were both drunk, did she let me go down on her. I've seen Nina Hartley's video— if you haven't, this will change your girlfriend's life– so I had a solid grasp of the fundamentals. Ten seconds after sucking on her clit she came, violently. Fingers in my hair so hard she almost cut my scalp. She started breathing, fast, and muttering "whoa, whoa" under her breath. I smiled, looked up at her, wiped my mouth off, and went in for a passionate kiss.

She was so embarrassed after that– all she'd say was "I'm not that sort of girl. I've never done that before and it's not going to happen again, so don't get used to it." Seriously I'm not sure what Catholic school did to the poor girl.

So of course that gave me my mission. I was going to go down on her, but more than that I was going to make her beg me to do it.

The chance came up again a few weeks later. Again, booze was involved– her brother had just gotten engaged, and we were both at a little celebration party. Champagne was flowing, people were oohing and ahhing at the ring, etc. I met her fam for the first time, which was fine. She looked damn good in tight jeans and a shirt that showed off her little waist and solid c-cup without being too revealing. That's how it was with this girl– ostensibly proper, but hints of some wild sexuality underneath.

About 45 minutes after I would have committed seppuku had I had a sword, we were finally able to escape. I guess engagement-y shit made her horny (always a little terrifying) because she started making out with me in the elevator on the way down to the street.

We head over to her house, cause it's closer, and quickly go into her room. She's tipsy and she wants it, though she's too proper to admit to either. Now's my time. I take things slow– peeling off her shirt, running my tongue down to her collarbone, nibbling that place on her neck that gives her goosebumps. Fingers lightly tracing her sides, up under the bra, grazing the nipples. She's breathing a little faster now, and with a flick of the wrist her bra is on the floor.

I pick her up and set her on the end of her dresser, and start kissing down her stomach. The pants slide off, and my tongue slides up her calf, behind the knee, to the soft, soft inner thigh– and she pulls me up to kiss her.

"Don't even think about it, mister!" she says, laughing. I resist her as she pulls me in for the kiss.

"Oh I'm going to eat you out tonight," I say, staring her in the eyes, "and I'm going to make you beg me for it too".

She laughs, unfazed. "We'll see", she says. "I highly doubt it".

The underwear slides off, and I start teasing a finger up and down her thighs. By the time I reach her pussy, she's practically dripping. I slowly run a finger across her clit, and she bites back a moan. It dips inside her, and she gasps. Back and forth, in and out, up and down– it's not long before she starts shaking.

"Fuck baby don't stop, I'm so close… oh my god right there, don't sto– no, no don't stop. Please, please I'm so close. OH GOD yes right there, right there, oh– fuck, no, no, why are you stopping? I was right– holy shit yes, that's it, oh my god how is that even possible? Rub me right there, oh god yes, please, please, please– dammit no, why are you stopping? I'm so close!"

I tease her for fifteen, twenty minutes, and she's getting desperate. If she masturbated (Catholic guilt has deep roots, I guess) she would have finished herself off right there. As it was she was moving her hips to try to meet my fingers, inhibitions collapsing like banks (this was circa 2009).

"You remember what I said, Caitlin. I'm going to eat you out tonight. And you're going to beg me to do it."

I flipped her around so her feet were on the floor, legs spread, face down on the dresser, and slapped her hard on the ass. She moaned and spread her legs more. I started circling her G-spot with two fingers and she started panting. Another hard slap and I pulled away.

"Fuck, just let me come… please. I'll let you fuck me however you want, just please, please let me come."

More teasing, another slap. A drop of her wetness roll out of her pretty pink little pussy and slide down her thigh.

"OK, OK, fuck. Fine… you can… do it."

Slap. "I said you were going to beg me for it." Finger on her clit, taking her right to the edge. Then she broke.

"Please", she whispered. "Please do it."

"Do what?"

"Lick me. Down there."

Slap. "You want me to lick your little pussy and make you come?"

She nodded.

"Then." Slap. "Fucking." Slap. "Beg." Slap. "Me." Slap.

"Please lick my pussy. Please, I need to come, please eat me out. Eat my little pussy, please, please."

I smiled and spun her around. Her eyes almost looked wet– whether from the spanking, horniness, or embarrassment I don't know. I buried my face between her legs and I swear she was coming before I even touched her clit. Her legs clamped on either side of my face like a vice, and her voice went higher than I've ever heard it.

"Aaaahhhhhhhh OH MY GOD YES, fuckfuckfuck I'M COMING, OH GOD"

Her hips bucked against my face and she just started shaking. I sucked the hard little nub of her clit into my mouth and sank two fingers into her. Her spasming had hardly slowed when she screamed again.

"Oh my god I'm coming again, don't fucking stop, don't you dare fucking stop this time." I had no plans to. Her upper body fell back across the dresser and her legs wrapped around my head as I just devoured her, tongue licking her pussy in long strokes from top to bottom.

Finally, after what must have been thirty minutes, she pushed me away. Neither of us had any idea how many orgasms she'd had– she told me months later that at the time it was far and away the most she's ever come in a night though.

"Holy shit," she said after she caught her breath. "You can do that to me anytime you want."

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