So my first experience with eating a woman out was shortly after my 19th birthday. At the time my long term friend from high-school and I were in a bit of a ‘talking’ phase and as I began to let my mind unwind I would detail to her the exact way I would break her down.
The conversations lead to pictures being exchanged and the tension built like a fire as we began to explore the possibility that one day I would make her climax.
Well, thankfully the day came and so did she. 9 times to be exact.
I am not exactly sure how to piece together how the experience went but I had put my soul into it and it reflected.
As she laid on her back at the edge of the bed with her legs on my shoulders I started to leave kisses trailing from her inner calf, down to her inner thigh. Leaving just enough of a linger from my breath that I could see her chest rising and falling..slower and deeper as I began to trace my finger tips along her thighs.
Stimulation was the game and I had to learn how she operated.
I remember being face to face with her vagina through her thong and I kissed the areas around her thong, leaving a soft bite on either side as her legs went down and locked over my shoulders.
She wanted me to start but I wasn’t quite done building her up.
With one hand I gripped her thigh and the other slowly pulled her thong to the side to reveal her flower. It was my first time seeing her in her beauty and it was sooo tempting to dive right in but I knew that I wanted the teases to last longer.
I leaned forward and with my tongue I spread her lips apart, cradling her clit on the tip of my tongue as I gave it a gentle but lasting suck.
She let out a moan with that and I couldn’t belive what I was beginning to get myself into. She tasted phenomenal and I couldn’t help but let her know. In a tired yet seductive way I let her know how good she taste. I was reassured by the move as she brought a hand down and began to run it through my hair, the other was carresing her tit, messaging it and squeezing her nipple.
She had been teased long enough and wasn’t going to let it happen any longer as her hand pushed my face down into her crotch.
Having watched videos prior to the encounter I knew that going after her clit aggressively wouldn’t get me anywhere so I started off slow.
Sucking her lips and feeling them pull as her wetness began to spread across my mouth and onto my chin.
Oh gosh, I can still picture it and how wet she got.
With her clit beginning to swell with each passing moment I could feel her hips begin to rock on my face as I practiced different tongue strokes on her. Her body was building up the climax and I could physically feel her getting closer and closer to an orgasm.
At the time I had no idea what it took to properly eat a woman out and when my jaw/tongue began to get tired I ignored it and kept going. I could feel myself tiring through the constant stimulation but what was I to do? Risk ruining her climax? Never. Not when I finally had a chance to back up all I had talked.
As she began to climax it was rather pleasant.
Her breath became shallow, then started to pick up as I simultaneously flicked my tongue across her clit faster..faster.
She took a deep breath and grabbed my forearms hard.
This was the moment I had waited for..worked for..
As she began to cum I could feel her wetness dripping down and leaving my chin soaked. She was taking pauses between each breath as I continued to suck her clit into the climax.
I couldn’t belive I had finally done it! After months of big talk I had her in front of me, face blushed and smiling as she looked down at me in both relief and amusement.
(I learned during her first climax that over stimulation can lead to pain so I had to control myself and give her time to recoup after her first orgasm)
One night later and 8 orgasms later I remember her and I waking up early due to construction going on outside.
She wasn’t too impressed with being woken up like that but what makes up for it? Getting under the covers and giving her one last orgasm before I had to make the 40 minute trip back to Houston.
I recall that last orgasm was where she drew the line and physically couldn’t take another.
There was a mixture of emotions the following day as I processed that a) I had ate someone out and it was great for both of us and B) I knew how to build tension and actually make the orgasm happen not once but multiple times.
This may just be a late night vent on a long lost fling but I did want to say that a woman’s orgasm is one of the purest and relaxing things to bare witness to. Learning the literal ins and outs of her body and how to use it to an advantage in bed. Agh. I genuinely miss that about sex! Learning a woman’s body. What makes their breathing change. How they physically react to stimuli. It has been far to long and I look forward to the next time I am able to both learn but also break down a woman.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vkylub/cunnilingus_why_i_have_a_deep_appreciation_for