There’s not much I can think of that compares to the feeling of sliding my tongue along the soft skin between a pair of a lover’s lips.
After a few strokes from bottom to top, she is wet enough, and her clitoris is swelled enough to take it between my lips…
Oh God that taste!
What could be better?

There is NO THRILL, I repeat, NO THRILL, that comes close to the thrill of taking a new lover.
The process of learning her.
Learning her body.
After tasting her for enough time to make her drip, just a bit, putting her feet on your shoulders to gain full access.
She is still moaning a calm serene moan with a smile on her face.
Check her reaction while tasting everything.
Ride your tongue along her lines slowly with your hands on her thighs to feel when her muscles tense.
Keep your hands on her thighs.
The thigh muscles will give you some direction.

Enter her with your tongue, and watch her belly button.
The bellybutton is the key to it all.
Most people don’t realize that.
You can watch it rise and fall to see how fast she is breathing, and how deeply.
If it rises quickly a few times without falling, she is inhaling, but not exhaling…
That means that anticipation is beginning to turn into physical pleasure.
It may not rise or fall, and begin to tense up.
That means that you have found a good spot, she likes how that feels.
Now you need to find your rhythm, your tempo, your force and strength.

Keep watching that belly button.
Keep listening to her voice and her breathing.
When you hear the smile fade from the sound of her voice, you are beginning to find what she wanted you to find.
Her breathing and moaning will begin to become one and the same.
Her belly button will not rise and fall often, but when it does, it does so DEEPLY.
When she is between breaths, her belly button is not frozen tense…
It is trembling now.
Her thighs are sweating.
Your arms are getting weak from trying to hold them still.
Her thighs are so tight and tense they feel as if her muscle is going to break her bone.
Her thigh no longer feels like a stretched rubber band…
It feels more like a steel cable.

Keep watching that belly button.
With each rise and fall of her belly button, the breath is a quick, short thrust of a moan.
She doesn’t have the presence of mind to grind her hips, or raise her head and look at you, or smile.
You’d better not stop now!
Stop now, and you will have to start again from the beginning.
If she will even let you. (If she’s not too sore and raw)
Work through your sore jaw.
Fuck that tongue cramp.
You will start those mouth exercises tomorrow, you swear.

Keep watching that belly button.
It is trembling uncontrollably now.
It doesn’t rise and fall…
It pulses.
It convulses.
She is overtaken.
Completely overtaken by passion.
By your touch.
By you.
No more moans.
A sound that seems to be somewhere between a moan of pure ecstasy…
And a scream of unbearable pain is all you hear.
These new sounds get longer…
Louder…
More vicious…
More passionate…
Her thighs are no longer trembling…
They are shaking out of control.

The belly button stops convulsing and begins to rise.
The belly button rises further and further.
It is so high, you can no longer see it.
It lifts the rest of her up with it.
The moans stop.
She isn’t breathing.
Her back arches.

The belly button is three feet above her head.
Her toes are digging into your back.
Her ass is in the air, and so tense that her entire body begins the convulsions now.
She still isn’t breathing.
Rise with her.
Don’t slip.
Don’t try to hold her down.
DO NOT stop now even if the house is on fire!
The world must wait.
All that exists for her right now is your touch and her ecstasy.
All that should exist for you is her belly button.
If you stop now, she will either kill you, or you will NEVER see her again.
And rightfully so.
DO NOT STOP!
She is about to explode.

The breath finally comes out.
It releases all at once with a scream.
A scream that is beyond ecstasy.
A scream that encompasses all the relief of Atlas dropping the world off his shoulders…
And then some.
Atlas could never understand this release.
Her entire body collapses limp.

You can see the belly button again.
The smile returns to her lips, but a smile nothing like the smile of before.

NOW!
Now, and only now, you can stop.
You’d better stop or she will break.
Her entire body feels like it will shatter with a touch.
Let her breathe.
Stare at her.
Smile.
Tell her you love her.
Look at that wonderful belly button and say, “Thank You.”
Mean it from the bottom of your heart.
Let her breathe.
Give her a minute.
Come up next to her, and kiss the sweat off her forehead.
Place your arm across those beautiful breasts and hug her.
Whisper that you love her.
Mean it from the bottom of your heart.
Love her.