Part the lips

Samantha draws you down to the floor with her. She lays you down before her kneeling body and begins to spread your legs wide, baring that fresh pussy for her to see. She has a playful look on her face as she runs her hands up between your legs, placing one on each inner thigh and she lowers her head, still keeping her eyes trained on yours as they peek just over your short red pubic hairs. Her face now where once your cock and balls used to exist, instead replaced with this throbbing aching pussy and all the new feelings associated with it. It's strange and unfamiliar, yet the prevailing and all too recognized heat of arousal is there.

She inhales deep through her nose and you see a large smile form on her face. "I love the smell of fresh pussy!" And then she gently begins kissing between your legs. Not directly on your lips, but to the sides at first. Her lips being pressed ever so softly against your flesh. It tickles a little bit, and perhaps you're a little uncomfortable at first. Her being in the driver's seat, leaving you to just relax and accept what is happening. To feel and experience this wonderful new sensation of being all woman.

Goosebumps begin to form as she runs a tender lick just barely upon your lips. She lets out a little giggle as she watches you react to her every touch. You never knew you could be so sensitive, yet you only want more as you hear yourself begin to moan in short whimpers. But she's teasing you, only giving you little touches here and there. Her tongue gently licks around your delicate outer lips. You groan, gripping onto her forearms every time she comes close to your clit or your dripping hole. But each time she comes close, she slowly moves away in another direction, only to fuel your desire even greater. Your whole body begins trembling in anticipation. Oh how badly you want to just grab her head and **** her to eat your pussy. You want your pussy licked. You need it.

But she's not doing that right now. In fact, she's stopped all together. "So, Jane, how would you like me to keep going?"

You instantly reply, "Yes, Pleeeeease! God I need this!" And you do, you need this, this sexually charged moment of anticipation has been welling up inside of you, growing stronger and stronger.

"Well, I could keep going." And she gives you a long slow lick right up your parted lips, with a little extra flick directly aimed at your now swollen clit. You moan in sheer pleasure. Yes, you need this.

"I could keep going," She continues, "but I think you're going to have to earn it first."