Eating Out

His hot breath made me shiver. He licked my skin, brushing my bikini line with the tip of his tongue. Then he pulled back, wrapped his mouth around me and sucked lightly. He traced my outer lips. He moved his tongue up and down, then in a figure eight. He kissed me where I’d never been kissed before. He drew circles around my ankles with his fingers. It was ticklish, but when I opened my mouth, a moan escaped instead of a giggle. I arched my back. He took his time, his movements slow and soft. I was being touched at my most vulnerable part. I wanted him to stop and go deeper at the same time. My hands clutched the back of his head. Warm waves crashed over me. They built up gradually, getting bigger and stronger every time. There was no time to feel insecure about my body. He pushed me onto a rollercoaster, making me feel weightless at the highest point. It took me to a whole other place. That feeling of release sent my whole body into a spasm. Fireworks exploded in my head. When he pau