Cunnilingus Master Part 1

Cunnilingus Master
by Too_Tastee
Whenever I watch Star Trek, I think……..what if there really were telepaths, someone who could read our thoughts and sense our feelings. Heaven forbid, for I would surely be found out. I am a closet fan of erotica. I love to read it, fantasize about it, browse through bookstores in search of it, and yes, occasionally, I like to write about it. I admit that it stimulates me sexually and inspires my imagination to run wild with thoughts of stiff phalluses and wet cunts. I am at the point now where I choose not to stifle my thoughts and desires. I also like the fact that I can incite those hot thoughts in sensualists who decide to read my writings.
After an afternoon of lust and fornication (online, of course….I still worry about safe sex), I am still tense and in need of release. My last online lover was fantastic. He was everything that a woman could hope for in a lover, online or off. For the longest time he kept his face buried between my thighs and kept up a continuous dialog between his hot tongue and my wet pussy. I was in heaven. He was a master and enjoyed the act of cunnilingus. It is very important to me that my partner loves the act. I want a man who loves to lick and not just feel the need to tell me he likes it so that I will, in turn, lick and suck him. I want the real thing. So, I demand perfection….call the police………. because I am guilty.
Anyway, I decided to venture down to the casino and play around with the slots. I was having some fun, but I continued watching the list of numbers that were falling at the roulette table, as that is my favorite game. So, I played my slot machine and peeked at the winning numbers, that is, until I noticed an older white gentleman watching my every move. He turned his head and pretended he wasn’t looking at me, but I could feel his eyes on me the whole while. Finally I looked up and caught him staring at me. He smiled shyly and walked over to me and asked if I was having any luck. I looked at him and smiled, not saying a thing. He sat next to me and brushed my arm. He began telling me that I was very beautiful and asked if I would have a cup of coffee with him. I told him no thank you and continued to play. This did not discourage him though, he just kept on talking….about how I looked and how I smelled. His words began to excite me. I was already feeling flushed from the afternoon, but still in need of some…..shall we say romance. He leaned close to my ear and whispered that I had caused his cock to become erect and it didn’t seem to want to go down. I laughed heartily. He couldn’t be serious, but when I looked into his eyes, I knew that he was. He asked me to forgive him because he never did things like this, but I had made him so hot he couldn’t resist letting me know it.
I felt his hand on my back rubbing me slowly, all the time telling me how he would give anything to have me touch his hard cock. How he wanted to push his tongue deep into my pussy and lick all of my juices until I could stand no more. I began to squirm in my seat. I was playing the machine, but I could no longer concentrate. He wanted me to come with him to the parking lot, get into his car and drive with him to a hotel where he would eat my pussy and fuck me the rest of the night. Well, I challenged him thinking he was a little too mature to last the night, but he assured me that he could handle the night and the rest of the day too. So, outside we went and got into his SUV. It was nice and roomy and once inside, his hand went straight to my right breast. “Oooooohhhhhh, baby, he moaned. Your tits are so big and soft. Touch my dick, see how hard you’ve made it”. I opened my shirt and let him lift my breast out of my bra. His mouth latched onto my nipple and I gasped at the sensation. My pussy was getting very wet, but I would not let him touch me there. If I were going to get some satisfaction, it would be in a very comfortable hotel. I made my point very clear. He smiled and nodded his understanding, but asked that I hold onto his stiff dick until we got to his hotel. Now, I am not a fan of one-night stands, but my pussy was throbbing and I needed some relief and soon.
At the hotel, we went quickly to his room. There in the center of the room was a big beautiful king-sized bed. I ran and flopped down and bounced, giggling. He laughed too and joined me on the bed. I had started taking off my shirt, but when it came to my leggings, he stopped me. He said that he wanted this to last a very long time, but of course, I was ansy. I needed something just to take the edge off. He understood perfectly. He pulled down my pants and smiled when he discovered that I wore no panties. As he slid them over my feet, he leaned down and sucked each of my toes into his mouth. Aaaaahhhh, I creamed more. When I released my bra, I reclined onto the bed and he opened my legs wide and asked me to pull open my cunt lips. He wanted to taste everything I had. Then he dropped to his knees and quickly licked my pussy from the bottom to the top, making contented noises as he delved into my hot box. Oh God, it felt so good to have an experienced tongue inside me. His tongue licked and lapped around my entire cunt, purposely missing my hard clit. I was so hot that I couldn’t stand the teasing, so I grabbed his head and pulled his face into my pussy. “Yesssss, lick me like that baby. I really needed to cum”. With the sounds he was making, I knew he loved the smell and taste of a woman. He was bringing me to the top of my peak. I was enjoying his licking so much that I wanted to prolong it, but was so turned on that I began cumming so hard. He greedily lapped at all of my juices. He groaned like he was savoring a fine wine. I ran my fingers lovingly through his hair and he smiled and showed me that he had also cum, just from eating my hot pussy.
“Well, enough of this quick teenage stuff”, I said. I wanted all that he had promised me. He began to undress and I watched eagerly awaiting the total exposure. I wanted to see what I had gotten into. Well, he was a hell of a specimen. I love to look at the naked male physique. The curves and lines are so mysterious. He looked very good to me and I told him so. He smiled and told me that flattery would get me everywhere. He said that it was rare for a woman to turn him on like I had. He traveled a lot and had met numerous women, but I was the first who had made him come on to me in such a fashion. Now, I told him I was flattered. It made me feel very special. I told him about my affair with erotica and he smiled and said that he hoped that I would enjoy him enough to write about it (which is what I am doing). His tongue began teasing my dark nipples and he marveled at the softness and smoothness of my dark skin. Our contrasting colors were so exciting to watch. His face was once more between my legs and I leaned back and watched as he closed his eyes and gobbled at my pussy as if he could not get enough. When he raised his head, he began telling me how much he loved to suck a woman’s pussy. He had acquired a taste for it when he was just a young lad of 12. He told me about the woman who was hired as a cook for his family and how she would let him crawl under her long dress and play with her cunt to his content. He began to suck and lick his fingers and became bold enough to ask her if he could lick and suck her slit. Of course, she complied and would spend copiously into his young mouth. These sessions led to his seeking pussies to lick from any source, his mother’s friends, his father’s women, any woman who was willing was his delight. Then as he grew older, he discovered that he required a very special kind of woman to lick. He had to have one that enjoyed it as much as he did, one that appreciated his efforts to please her……a woman, like me. He said that he had not licked a woman in three years because he had not found the right one until tonight. I pulled him into my arms and kissed him soundly on the mouth, licking his lips with my tongue to get the taste of myself. He became undone at this action. He held me tenderly and I told him that I had a fantasy that I wanted to fulfill. I told him that I wanted to suck a cock to completion. His eyes sparkled at my request. He said that no woman had ever offered to willingly suck him. He had paid hookers to do it, but the feeling was not like he thought it would be. So, taking his semi-hard phallus into my mouth, I began to suck him gently as his hand played in my hair. His body began to shudder with excitement and he moaned loudly as his dick began to swell in my mouth. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the taste of his pre-cum juices and the smoothness of his member. I released his cock and licked the rim of the head slowly. He gasped and called me his baby, telling me to suck his dick and make him cum. I relished the idea of it. What would all that creamy hot lava taste like? I had never experienced it, but I wanted to tonight. He said, breathlessly, that he wanted to shoot his wad down my throat. He wanted to be the first man that I tasted. I began to suck him into my mouth deeper. I lay on my back and pulled him over me so that he could fuck my mouth. He began to pump in and out yelling for me to suck him, to suck his big dick, to swallow him. All of a sudden he pushed into my mouth and held his cock there. His dick began to jerk and spew hot cum into my mouth. Oh God, so much of it. He was cumming and groaning loudly, yelling for me to drink it, drink it all. I did just that. I swallowed all of his cum that I could. The taste was unique, tangy, a bit salty, but tantalizing. I felt the excess dribbling down my chin and then he was pumping in and out again, slowly, his sensitive cock brushing against my teeth.
He looked down at me and took his dick into his hand and rubbed his excess cum into my lips like lipstick. I licked his dick clean. He laughed and said that I was a natural cocksucker. I smiled and he leaned down and began to lick his cum from my chin, from my mouth, from my tongue. He looked at me lovingly and said that he never thought it would be like that, so good. He also said that the night was just beginning, but that’s another story……………