Plead for another orgasm.

"Again, make me cum again, Micky," I moan. The need is evident in my wheedling tone.

"Greedy slut," Michelle laughs, shocking me by using such a description and shocking me even more by the realisation that I feel no offence to being referred to in such a crude term.

Michelle releases me and slips off the bed. She grabs my ankles and, without warning, spins me around 90 degrees so that I lie across the bed rather than along it. I feel her hands move and push under my knees and grab hold. I let out a yelp of surprise as I am hauled across the bed until my ass is right on the edge. My legs are lifted and pushed back and spread apart until my knees are up beside my breasts. Looking down my body, over my breasts and between my spread legs, I see Michelle staring hungrily down at my recently opened pussy.

"You sure look tasty, babe." Michelle chuckles. "You want me to eat that pussy out?"

"Don't tease me, Mickey," I whine plaintively. "You know I want it."

Michelle lowers herself and kneels by the bed, and I feel her hot breath on my bald mons. Leaning forward, she presses her mouth to my crotch. I feel her tongue lick along the tight slit of my labia. I gasp as her tongue flicks the tiny remnant of my cock. Less than an inch of my former manhood is left; the foreskin has melded with my inner labia and has become the hood of my clitoris. Despite its diminished size, my former cock has still become erect with my sexual excitement. Michelle uses the tip of her tongue to flick the little cockle out from the protective fold of its hood. As the wet, soft, but slightly rough texture of her tongue laves my sensitive tiny shaft, I squeal loudly and high-pitched from the intense stimulation.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," I shriek shrilly as Michelle flicks my clitoris with pleasurable cruelty.

I feel Michelle's lips close over the swollen bud and suckle upon it. The pleasure is so intense that I writhe and scream in response to this delicious torture. I orgasm immediately, my vulva clenching and spasming as the brief sensation of pissing and warm, wet droplets spattering on my inner thighs. My face grows hot with shame, but I hear Michelle giggling with delight as I gasp and pant heavily with the release of climax.

"Oh baby, you're a natural squirter." Michelle chuckles, her mouth and tongue descending on my clitoris and labia to greedily lap up the ejaculate.

Michelle releases my legs, and I sprawl listlessly on the bed, breathing deeply, my muscles twitching and preventing me from moving with any coordination. My lover flops down on the bed beside me, propping herself up on her elbows as she gazes lovingly into my eyes. She leans forward and kisses me on the lips.