Chapter 8

“Yeah, I actually liked it.”

“It’s especially fun how you gave it to me,” she admits with a smirk.

“Oh, yeah, I really like that part too!”

“Of course, you do!” she slaps my chest.

“Oh, and I...” I motion to my butt, “I like what you did with your finger back here,”.

“Yeah, ha-ha, I wasn’t sure how you would react to that, but I’m happy you liked it.”

Flat on my back, I have Heather put her knees on each side of my head. With my face between her thighs, I’m awestruck by her most gorgeous and wet pussy hovering mere inches above.

With my hands on her hips, I guide her slowly down. Opening my jaw wide so her entire pussy plants directly on my mouth, my tongue slithers into her slit to begin licking, flicking, and lapping everything. My nostrils fill with her fragrant muskiness and my tongue is basking in her sweet and slight tanginess - her feminine essences are fabulous, and my senses of smell and taste are in overdrive!

After teasing her clit for a while, I move down to her urethral opening. I know I’ve found it when I taste the slight acridness of pee. From above, I hear Heather hum, “Oh, I like it when you lick me right on that spot, it tickles but it feels so good.”

Venturing a little further, I find her wet opening begging for my tongue to snake its way in. Pushing inside as far as I can, I wiggle it around. She responds by flexing her internal muscles trying to pull my tongue in even deeper.

“Oh, Josh ... eat my pussy ... eat my pussy,” she moans.

As she did for me, I spread her soft cheeks to finger her little hole. I can feel her sphincter react to the touch, it’s funny how it’s sensitive that way. Wiggling my finger, I slowly ease in what I can, but it’s not much because she’s so tight. I achieve maybe the length of my fingertip at best. We can work on this more in the future.

Her clit, the soft fleshy folds of her inner and outer labia, her vaginal canal entrance, there’s so much going on in the small space of her beautiful flower. I can’t get enough, and I want to lick, nibble, and taste it all! Pussies were definitely designed to be enjoyed with your mouth every bit as much as with your cock.

All of this oral stimulation is causing her to unconsciously move back and forth and rub her slippery bits all over my face. I love this! Paint me with your wetness! At times it’s hard to breathe, but I like feeling her push down and smash herself onto me. I know it feels good for her, and I’m certainly not complaining about being force-fed my favorite delicacy at the same time.

Her clit is as hard as a pebble, I suck on it like you would the tip of your pinky finger and have fun rolling it around between my lips. This is driving her crazy, she’s baring down, lifting up, releasing juices, moaning out loud, and squeezing her thighs in on my head. She’s having her moment and I’m loving every second of it as much as she is. Guys, when you have the opportunity to give your girl an orgasm on your face – do it!

When reality returns, Heather flops down onto the bed beside me, “I love how you do that, wow! I hope I didn’t get too messy on you.”

“I love when you get messy ... the messier the better,” I snicker.

“Me with your cum and you in my wet pussy, we sure love the sloppy stuff, don’t we?” Heather giggles with me.

“Yeah, we do!”

We take a moment to unwind and catch our breaths. I still can’t believe I’m having this kind of fun with my longtime childhood friend; please don’t pinch me in case this is a dream. I’ve always been very attracted to Heather; here she is at twenty-seven and still every bit as cute as she was at eighteen - and even more gorgeous.

Heather was the first friend I made when my family moved here when I was in the 5th Grade. Throughout our time in school together, she kept getting cuter and cuter with each passing year. Her shoulder-length brown hair matches her brown eyes, and she has the perfect cute face, warm, with a smile that lights up the room.

In high school, I was so smitten but always afraid to ask for anything beyond. I knew the adages of venture and gain, but I lived by nothing risked, nothing lost. I convinced myself that she wasn’t interested in anything more than the already wonderful platonic friendship we shared. I knew that if that boundary was breached, we might never be able to go back to what we had. In afterthought, and from our recent conversations, I now understand she was thinking and feeling the same as I was. It’s too bad neither of us dared to take the chance because, in hindsight, neither of us ever had anything to fear. But we did what we felt was right at the time, we played it safe. Honestly, it’s all good, it’s in the past, and doesn’t matter now anyway.

After graduation, she went her way, and I went mine. Perhaps our time apart was what we both needed to mature into confident adults, confident to now let ourselves explore a sexual relationship.

She runs her fingers through my hair and asks, “What are you thinking about?”

“You ... and how awesome it is that we’ve reconnected.”

“Aww, Josh, I’m loving this too!” She looks down and sees my cock standing straight up. Grabbing and stroking it, she asks, “Does this mean you’re ready to saddle up and get back at it, cowboy?”

“It sure does!”

Heather spreads her white silken thighs inviting me into the heavenly space in between. Seeing her lying open to me in this way is celestial, I’ll never forget this image. On my knees, I grab a hold of myself and line up for entry. Slipping my cock between her satiny love petals feels so natural, it’s all I want in the world right now.