Her hand had more freedom now and she was using two of her fingers between my slit, cradling my clit and rubbing up and down under my panties.
"Okay," I breathed, giving in completely.
"Turn this way," she instructed, and I sighed when her hand slid out from between my legs as I swung around, dangling my feet off the edge of the bed. "Lift."
My bottom went up into the air as she slid my panties down my thighs and tossed them aside.
"Pretty." Her finger found that spot again, moving it back and forth. "You like it when I rub here?"
"Mm… yes." I couldn't help moving my hips, my eyes closing with the sensation.
"What about this?" she whispered and I gasped when her mouth came down to cover my mound, her tongue finding my clit on the first try.
"Oh my god," I breathed as her tongue made circles around and around.
She didn't slip her fingers inside me, like Josh always tried to do, and her tongue didn't move from that spot to probe through all the folds, like Josh's always did. Instead,
she focused all of her attention right there, varying pressure and direction, sometimes moving back and forth, sometimes in circles, sending me off on pleasurable tangents, desperately chasing my own climax.
When she sucked my whole clit into her mouth, I moaned and thrashed on the bed, her tongue teasing it back and forth as she sucked. The sensation was too much, so intense, the soft skill of her tongue a wet heaven between my legs. I could feel my orgasm coming in the tense trembling of my thighs, the aching tightening of my lower belly, and I wanted it.
I couldn't help sliding my hand up under my sweater, then, unhooking my bra up front and squeezing my nipple, sending a hot jolt of pleasure right down between my legs. I did the other one, too, rolling my nipples as she licked me. I was thrusting hard against her mouth, her tongue, wanting more, and she pressed a hand flat to my belly to keep me still.
"Oh, oh, oh," I moaned, my whole pussy on fire under her mouth.
She made these small, encouraging noises, like she was really enjoying it, wanting me to enjoy it, too, and I couldn't stand it anymore, I had to cum. It started with a flood of heat in my belly, and then the waves hit and I felt like I was flooding her mouth with my juices, my clit throbbing and pulsing my pleasure against her tongue. The soft lap of her against my sex was so intense after my orgasm that I moaned and squirmed, trying to get away from the sensation that felt, almost, too good, practically unbearable.
"C-u-n-n-i-l-i-n-g-u-s." She spelled the word, feathering kisses on my vulva after each one. "Now do you see what all the fuss is about?"
"Yes," I gasped, throwing an arm over my eyes, not wanting to look at her kneeling between my legs. I couldn't believe what we'd just done.
"That's why I won't date a guy who won't do it," she said. "And that's why you have to teach Josh…"
"There's no way!" I groaned, sitting up and pushing myself back on the bed away from her. "He doesn't do what you… just did…"
The heat in my face was incredible now that I was looking at her, seeing the wetness on her cheeks, glistening on her lips. That was me, all over her face… the thought made me feel faint and embarrassed.
"But you'll teach him to," She slid up next to me on the bed. I pulled my sweater down, as if to cover myself from her eyes, which seemed silly, and she smiled at the gesture.
"Ok, shy girl." Christy grabbed the bottom of my sweater and lifted it over my head. I struggled and we laughed, but she got it off, and all I had left on was my front-hook bra that was hanging askew.
Her eyes moved over my breasts, much larger and heavier than hers, the pink nipples fat and pursed. "If I had your body, I’d walk around naked all the time."
"You do walk around naked all the time," I reminded her.
"No." She shook her head. "I mean
I blushed as she tugged at my bra, divesting me of the last remnants of my modesty.
"Are you ready for your lesson?" She grabbed a pillow and reclined on it. Her knees were up and open, and I could see a little glistening pink between her lips.
"In… what?" I watched her hand slide down between her legs, finding her clit.
"Let's teach Josh how to eat pussy." She was grinning at me, her finger moving back and forth.
Fascinated, I watched her play. She rubbed herself differently that I did when I played alone. I made fast little circles, but she used the fleshy hood in an up and down motion over the bud of her clit.
"Is it tit for tat time?" I swallowed, meeting her eyes.
"New rule: cunnilingus before cunnilingus?" She rubbed it a little faster, her breathing heavier. "Kidding, sweetie…I just want you to know what to say to him…how to tell him what you want."
I cocked my head at her. "How?"
"You play Josh," she whispered, making that "mmm" sound again, her eyes half-closed. "And I'll play you."
I finally understood what she meant and when I did, my belly clenched. I couldn't imagine doing to her what she had done to me.
