Jul 23rd, 2004 12:12:44 am EST | the flavor lingers

It was meant to be a short, but sweet evening.

We were going to try to eat early. She was hungry, and we wanted to allow a nice amount of time for after-dinner horizontal activities before she retired to catch up on some of the sleep she lost last night. Somehow though, before dinner she found herself writhing on the couch, skirt up around her waist, panties pulled aside, enjoying a few ...ummm... "appetizers".

Dinner was big chunks of steamed squash covered in a tasty red sauce with surprisingly good veggie meatballs. (Yes, she seems to be slowly but surely "converting" me.) Next, a few bites of chocolate ice cream. Then, to bed for the real dessert.

I chose to return to the plan I'd had Tuesday evening: to treat her to a lengthy session of oral sex. Though we had barely an hour to work with, we made the most of it. I became utterly immersed in what I was doing, in the wonderful taste and fragrance of her, in her incredible responsiveness. She completely surrendered to what I was doing, almost losing herself in the pleasure.

When I finally stopped (after exceeding our agreed-upon time limit), I stretched out beside her and held her close. She trembled and clung to me. It was a long time before she could speak, still more time passed before she could put words together in sentence form. When she was able to speak, she softly said (in a voice made hoarse from screaming) that tonight was without a doubt the best oral sex that she'd ever had in her life.

It was very, very difficult to tell her goodnight and go home. But she needed more rest that she'd have had if I'd stayed. I know I'll see her tomorrow night. And even now, I can still taste her.

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