Not only had I been able to loose my virginity in a very pleasing and sensual way, I had been able to help someone else do the same. I took a lot of pride in being the first woman Phillip had ever experienced. And after we crossed the threshold into complete sexual satisfaction I felt more free to let the inner slut in me peek out more and more.  I was still much more guarded with him at first, I loved him desperately, I didn’t want him to see that deep inside I was an insatiable freak.  But as the months went by I felt more and more free to be myself.  Phillip and I had the most amazing sex! Not the wild, animal sex that Thomas and I had. With Phillip it was beautiful and intense, a full physical and spiritual experience.  And as he became more comfortable and confident in his skills as a  lover, he was eager to learn all that I had to teach him.

Up until Phillip, I had not had many comfortable experiences with having someone lick my pussy. Many had tried it, but it never felt the way I had imagined in my fantasies and I had never been able to come. Looking back, I think the age of my lovers contributed to that significantly.  Worshipping a woman in such a manor is most certainly an adult delicacy. Especially if you are going to do it right.  Phillip expressed an interest within a few months of our sexual journey. By this time I was completely comfortable with him in all my naked glory and sexual tendencies. I was excited and eager to let him have his way with me.

The opportunity presented itself one Sunday afternoon when we were alone at his house.  I don’t even recall how we got from kissing on the couch to naked on a blanket on the floor, but I do remember his lips, slowly trailing down my body, stopping to taste one nipple and then another, licking down my belly, kissing my navel, down down down to my secret garden, pausing to look up at me with those gorgeous blue eyes, smiling as he pushed my legs open wider.  I held my breath as he licked my inner thigh and made his way closer and closer. I can remember the feeling of his fingers spreading my lips, gently grazing my swollen clit as he did so. And then it happened, his tongue….oh his tongue. Hot and soft, gently caressing my swollen glands. The feeling was like nothing I had ever known! My body felt like it had been transported to another universe. He explored all of me with his mouth and I gasped as I felt his tongue enter my quivering cunt.  He fucked me slowly with his mouth, causing me to feel like I was loosing my senses.  Then he trailed his tongue back up to my clit, flicking it around to tease my love lips on the way. He settled his mouth on my clit and began a steady assault, gradually increasing his pace.  As I glanced down occasionally to watch him, the look on his face made it all the more exciting, he was in heaven.  Unlike so many other lovers who were just testing the waters, he was swimming in the ocean of my juices and was thoroughly enjoying it! As the motion and pressure on my clit increased, I felt the build up coming in waves. Wave after wave of pleasure, each one threatening to push me out to sea, but never quite reaching.  I feared I might loose control of myself, I was drunk with ecstasy! And as he slipped two of his heavenly fingers inside me, never letting his tongue loose it’s rhythm, I screamed like a woman in pain…but it was pleasure. Oh it was pleasure beyond compare. My body rocked and bounced and Phillip just kept on going. My legs clamped around his head as my pelvis rocked and bucked.  I cannot describe in words the intensity of this orgasm, I am sure he feared for his safety, trapped in the claw of my cunt, but he never stopped. He let me ride his face until I had all I could take. My body fell limp and my legs were shaking as he climbed back up to kiss me. His face was soaked and dripping as he smiled at me, nearly laughing. I think he was quite proud of himself, and he should have been! He was a Sex God in my eyes after that!