Lauren and I had been dating for a little over 6 months before we crossed this particular bridge. Don’t get me wrong, we had an incredible sex life to that point, certainly from my perspective. We would fuck like rabbits whenever we got the chance, the virility of our early to mid 20’s on full display. She gave great head and enjoyed giving it, swallowed my healthy loads without hesitation, and then worked me back up to full mast before she’d ride me with the artistry and precision of a master craftswoman.
Despite our extremely healthy libidos, Lauren had a bit of a hesitation when it came to me going down on her. A combination of poor prior experiences and unfounded concerns about her hygiene always stopped any of my efforts to return her exquisitely executed favors. Never wanting to make her uncomfortable I wouldn’t push the subject, my desire to taste her was clear but I would never insist on it happening before she was ready.
As it happened, one hot summer day full of day drinking and sexting had us both ready to ravage each other. This of course wasn’t unusual but the text I got from her while she was still at the bar was. I had just snapped her my bulge when the response came back immediately. “I want to taste you. Then I want you to taste to me.”
Immediately I felt the hair on my arms raise. I had shot many a load in private fantasizing about this opportunity and how much I would love to please her and the palace that was her body. I had severely out-kicked my coverage with Lauren who was short, but fit and well endowed both in her chest and her rear end. Her caveman attractors were outdone by her beautiful face and smile, to say I would worship every inch of her was an understatement.
An Uber dropped her off at my apartment and immediately it was on. Hot and heavy kissing the moment she put her things down as we made our way to my bedroom. I closed the door while she headed to the bed, losing her tank and jean shorts as she beckoned me to join her. Wasting no time I took my shirt off and got on top of her, kissing her deeply as I massaged her scalp and ear lobes
I felt her hands start to work their way down my chest towards my boxer briefs, and though I knew I’d be inside the warm velvet of her mouth if I did nothing, I was determined that afternoon to please her the way she deserved. My hands found her bra and I uncharacteristically was able to unclasp and remove it in 1 fell swoop, freeing her supple, perfect breasts for me to focus on. Just as she was starting to massage my growing bulge I began to kiss down her neck before making my way to her chest.
Lauren had extremely sensitive nipples and I had no intention of shortchanging my time with them. From slowly tweaking them with my hands to gently sucking, mixing in bites, and unprompted moans into her chest, I was extremely thorough and slow working my way down her beautiful torso. I waited patiently to feel her hands on my scalp, bringing me closer to her breasts as I licked and sucked oh so slowly, her gasps and moans growing louder and more primal the more time I spent slowly pleasing her, leaving each nipple rock hard before my mouth started planting soft and wet kisses on her abdomen, working my way down past her belly button ring until I was nearing Shangri-La.
I repositioned myself between her thighs, kissing my way all the way down but around her gorgeous and glistening pussy. Skipping down to her thighs, I worked my way up each leg, each kiss getting deeper and more aggressive until I was so close to her outer labia I could almost hear her heartbeat with anticipation. Finally I began to breath heavily over her clit before planting the softest and gentlest kiss I could right on her love button. Her gasp of pleasure and slight hip thrust towards my mouth encouraged another kiss, just slightly harder, slightly more of my lips this time. I repeated this until I found myself sucking on her clit while her hands were on the back of my head as she lightly fucked my face and moaned my name.
I let her use me as long as she wanted like this before making my tongue flat and slowly licking her clit, testing out different rhythms and speeds until I found exactly what she liked. Listening to her body was everything and my entire purpose in those moments was to give her the ultimate pleasure she deserved. The noises she was making and the speed with which she was grinding into my face gave me no doubt of my effectiveness.
Any final reservations were lost as she approached her first orgasm of the afternoon, gripping my scalp with a strength I didn’t know she possessed as her sexy body writhed and contorted to use my mouth and tongue to the fullest extent of her pleasure.
“Fuck baby, fuck, yes, fuck, I’m cumming. Fuckkkkkk.”
I’ve never cum hands free but I was damn close to finishing as she did. To this day that first orgasm is still burned in my brain, nothing but pure, beautiful pleasure for her and we were far from done. Over the next 90 or so minutes I spent the entirety of the time feasting on her. I flipped her over and ate her from the back while fingering her to another orgasm. I asked her after that if she wanted to ride my face. She did. Did I mention she rode like a pro? More like a goddess, a siren, an undeniable sexual dynamo. The only choice was to worship and enjoy being the lucky man to serve as her saddle.
2 orgasms later she collapsed next to me, both of our chests heaving, the taste of her covering my face and dripping from my beard, my tongue physically sore but still craving more. We passed out next to each other for a few hours before waking up and continuing the fun. I don’t even remember when or how I came that day/night, which was really my entire goal. From then on eating her became a staple of our sexual diet and truly I’m not sure which one of us was more thrilled by that.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qgkf86/helping_my_girlfriend_learn_to_love_a_man_eating
This was just intoxicating. It made me eat my girl right after reading it.
You have to thank the girls she was drinking with that day. You know they talked her into it.