Page 163 of Tell Me What You Want

When she removes her hands, I continue on my own. I touch her nipples the way I like to be touched, and I pinch them. She bites her lip and gasps. She brings her face close to mine. I don’t move. I think she’s going to kiss me.

“Eric has already warned me that I can’t taste those tempting lips of yours,” she says as she pulls back. “But I’m going to devour your other lips. I’m going to bite you and suck you so good, you’re going to want to do the same to me.”

“No ... I won’t ...,” I whisper.

“You won’t what?”

“I’ve never pleased a woman,” I say. “It’s not my thing.”

“You don’t want to please me?”

“No.”

She moves around on top of me. She turns so her sex is just above my face and mine is below her mouth. She doesn’t let her sex touch me, just shows it to me and whispers as I feel her breath on my sex.

“Do it once. If you don’t like it, I promise I’ll move away.”

I’ve never seen a vulva this close. It’s very clean, hairless like mine, shiny and tempting. Lost in my own thoughts while looking at her, I suddenly hear her moan.

“Judith ... use your tongue once ... just once. Like this ...”

Her tongue glides slowly over my labia. I tremble.

Stunned for the moment and excited by what I’m feeling, I follow her example.

“Oh yes ...,” I hear her say.

I like the feeling, and I do it again. She does the same thing, and I am now the one who moans.

“Let’s do it this way: do to me what I do to you.”

Then she opens my labia and places her hot mouth on me. I moan ... but I do the same to her. I open my mouth and suck. For a few seconds, I try to do what she’s doing, but I can’t ... I want to move my tongue another way and nibble at her labia.

I forget my prejudices and do what I want. She shudders. Her labia opens on my contact, and I make out her clitoris. Curious, I let my tongue graze it. It instantly swells in response.

“Oh, Judith ... you’re driving me crazy. You’ve really never done this before?”

“Never.”

Turned on by the sight of her clit, I do what Eric does to me. I touch it with the tip of my tongue, surround it, and when it bulges, I imprison it with my lips and tug on it.

Marisa jerks and moans. She tries to pull away, but I grab her thighs and hold her clit in my mouth to stoke her excitement.

I thought this would repulse me, but it doesn’t. I run my mouth on her perfectly hairless vulva and nibble on her clit, which makes me feel powerful and demanding. Marisa rubs up against me, and I hear her whimper. In that moment, I want more ... much more, but she stops me. She moves so that she’s as she was originally, on all fours above me.

“Now that you know what I want from you, let me enjoy your body.”

She grabs my breasts, brings the nipples together, and introduces them both into her mouth. She makes them hard with her tongue as she plays with them. When she hears my gasping, she stops.

“I’m going to take off your nightgown. Just close your eyes and let yourself go.”

Excited, I nod, and then I see Eric and Mario come into the bedroom. They sit on either side of the bed and watch us.

Marisa undresses me. With her delicate hands, she takes off the nightgown. She places her hands down by my ankles and then comes up until she reaches my thighs. Right to my G-string. Gently, she bites around my inner thighs and comes up until she’s nipping at my breasts.

“I like what I’m seeing,” Eric whispers in my ear.

Marisa continues feasting, and when my nipples can’t get any harder or be more stimulated, she goes down to my waist and entertains herself with my navel. I shudder.

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