Annals Of College Cunnilingus: Lauren Britt

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The first time I was close enough to lick a pussy I lamely just blew on it. I fingered the girl, Lauren Britt, while she was lying on a couch as I knelt beside her. I knew I was expected to “eat her out.” High school locker room banter had told me that, but the smell of her sex was strong and a bit off-putting. I blew on her exposed clit as I pushed and curled two fingers of my hand into her.I was an eighteen-year-old college freshman and it was the closest my face had ever been to a vagina. She, Lauren, should have graduated in spring with her fiancé but had two courses remaining for graduation. I was not a virgin but I may as well have been, fully dipped just that previous summer, after a casual girlfriend and I agreed to unburden ourselves of our virginity before heading off to different colleges.It was Halloween. We were at Lauren’s place after being introduced at a huge costume party, she a bumblebee and me a hillbilly. The night was young. Her roommates would be partying late.While walking to her dormitory apartment we stopped and kissed three times, each time with increased excitement. The third time she rubbed my erection through my jeans. When the door to her apartment closed behind us she led off with a blow job. Not my first,  but by far the best full swallow up to then. We would not be fucking, she made that perfectly clear straight off, she was getting bahis siteleri married in June after all. At most, we would be “playing around”.Fingering her on the couch in the dim light, only one table lamp was on near the apartment entrance, her lighter-than-pink pearl, from its nest of rich black pubic hair, glistened like a beacon each time my thumb passed clear of it. When I blew on it she moaned. I remembered to move my fingers more. I blew on it again. She said that felt so good.She sensed my hesitation. After I blew on it a third time she took hold of my wrist and lifted my hand with dripping fingers to her mouth and sucked on the two of them. Then she pulled me in for a kiss. She guided my hand back between her legs and I slipped my fingers into her as she kept hold of my wrist while we continued kissing.She gave me a moment to push and massage the inside of her cunt before she lifted my hand again, this time to my face. I took my wet fingers into my mouth and my heart rejoiced at the tangy but pristine taste.“Good?”“Yes, very.”She stood and removed the yellow satin shorts, part of her bumble bee costume, that were bunched up at her ankles, and sat upright on the couch with her legs astride where I knelt. The black leotard she had crafted into a bee costume with yellow ribbon and gossamer wings had convenient snaps at the crotch that had long been undone canlı bahis siteleri and pulled up.“Go ahead then, eat me.”I did, taking guidance from her, taking my time, coming up for air and a shared smile, before burrowing my face and tongue back into her. The taste was like nothing else in this world. I couldn’t seem to get enough. I tried to ignore her pearly button for minutes on end only occasionally allowing my nose to tease it lightly.I explored the outer lips of her pussy with my tongue and tugged on them with my lips. The inner folds fascinated me and I took my time there too. Lauren responded when I pressed my whole face into her and swiveled it around, searching with my tongue and lips as if I were trying to burrow my way in.With my hands pushing her knees up toward her shoulders she was mine to explore. Each time I returned to her clitoris, drawing it rapidly in and out of my pursed lips and flicking it with my tongue, she moaned and twitched. She quieted after growing accustomed so I returned to probing her hole. She began undulating against me.She put her hands on my head and pressed my face to her thick bush. I never knew a woman could get so wet. I kept lapping at her even as she humped my face and moaned and chanted to God, to Heaven, and to me until seemingly exhausted. She finally pushed me away.I sat back on my heels and watched her recover. canlı bahis She closed her legs. I wiped my hand down my face from my nose to my chin and then wiped my hand on the thigh of my pants. She had made me pull them back up into place after the BJ. We were only still just “playing,” so before she let me pull down her shorts, she wanted to ensure at least one barrier between us remained.It was all for naught because right after she pushed my face away from her pussy she stood up and turned to kneel on the couch with her backside to me saying, “I need you to fuck me.”“But…”“I know what I said, but that was before.”“I don’t have a rubber.”“No need, I’m on the pill.”“Okay, but please take off the rest of your costume.”Lauren was not a thin waif like the girls I usually found attractive. She was a big, full-bodied woman almost as tall as me and four years older. She had bigger tits than I ever imagined. To me, she was so much more than a girl.“Yeah, I guess it looks a little silly now,” she said with a laugh.She left her bra on and turned and knelt on the couch again. I slid in easily.“Go real slow.”Cavernous would be too strong a word, maybe generous would be a better description of the fit of her vagina on my cock, certainly looser than my summer fling.I went slow. When I did an involuntary triple-pump she admonished me to “keep it slow, keep it steady”. The sight of her bare ass quivering in the dim light when I punched my cock into her was so erotic that I couldn’t help a few more quick triple-pumps however, and I loved hearing her grunt and moan another admonition to “keep it slow.”

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