Mmmmm Oral

You wrapped your fingers into the elastic waist of Gemma’s bright blue panties and slowly pulled them down until they were bunched right over her mound before you broke off from sucking on her again. Then you raised up and pulled her thighs together so that you could carefully pull her panties off her completely, kissing her calves as you did so.

“What do you think, need a gag like Sabrina does?” you asked her with a teasing smirk, holding her wet panties up between you.

“God, maybe,” Gemma chuckled. “But not this time?”

You climbed up the bed to lay next to her. “Does that mean you’d want it at some point?” you asked. “You’d want me to get you dripping wet, your sexy lingerie getting soaked from all my teasing you, and then peel those wet panties off and say, ‘Open your mouth’ and you would do it knowing exactly where your sweet tasting panties were going to end up?”

“Fuck, John,” she exhaled heavily. “You’re asking me questions I don’t know if I want to know the answer to. My ex, he never-”

You kissed her, knowing there was a slight taste of her on your lips, and she didn’t seem to care.

“Don’t,” you said. “He’s not here. He’ll never be here again. This is between you and me, and what we want. What you want. Because what I want is to make you come so hard that you turn into a puddle that physically can’t get out of bed without a long rest.”

“That would sort of ruin our date,” Gemma laughed softly.

“Maybe, but would it really?” you asked.

“I guess not,” she smiled, and then kissed the tip of your nose. “Yes.”

“Yes?” you asked.

“Yes, between you and me,” she clarified, “I would let you stuff my wet panties in my mouth to muffle my screams as you turn me into an orgasm-puddle.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” you smiled, kissing her shoulder. “What about tonight? Right now? How do you want this to go? Assume that I’m going to bury my tongue into you as the first thing after this talk.”

Gemma closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. She was still laying on her back, and you were laying beside her with one hand stroking the soft skin of her stomach. “I- Fuck, I’ve thought about this going so many ways,” she sighed.

“How about this,” you said. “Are you really an Anal Only girl, or was that a joke?”

That made her laugh louder. “John, of course I’m not that wild. Sure, yeah, I’m sort of petrified at the idea of getting pregnant and ruining my life. But I fixed that by getting an IUD, not by learning to only do anal. I’ve never actually even done anal before.” She suddenly got a little quieter and looked at you with concern. “That’s not- You weren’t like, counting on that or expecting it, were you?”

“Gemma, I’m not gonna lie and say I wouldn’t absolutely love to explore your ass as both of our first time doing anal,” you said. “But I sort of guessed it was a joke and another test. Fool me once at the bar, but you didn’t fool me twice at the park.”

“OK,” she sighed in reassurance and nodded.

“Now, after I lick you, and tongue you, and finger you,” you said. “Would you like me to fuck you, fuck you wild, or make love to you?”

“I want…” Gemma hedged, indecisive. “I want what you want.”

“That’s not an answer, love,” you said, kissing her shoulder again.

“Better,” she said.

“Hmm?”

“You threw it away better that time,” she smiled. “The pet name. It sounded natural.”

“Alright. It’s still not an answer though,” you said. “Fuck, or Make Love?”

“Make love,” she decided. “And tonight when we get back, then fuck me.”

You kissed her softly, running your hand up and down her belly. “OK,” you whispered into her lips. “I can’t wait to make love to you, love.”

“Not as natural that time,” she whispered back, smiling into your soft kisses.

“I felt it that time,” you teased back.

Then you slipped lower on the bed again, and took her legs in your hands and slowly spread her apart. She watched you gazing at her, and you took a deep breath and nodded. “You are absolutely wonderful,” you said.

“John, seriously, take off your shirt before I leak all over it,” Gemma smiled warmly.

You quickly did so, baring your torso and then quickly getting out of your pants as well for good measure. Gemma had kept her legs spread right where you’d left them, and you lifted one over your shoulder as you slid back between them, getting close to her pussy and taking a deep breath, then giving it a little lick with the tip of your tongue that made her quiver.

“Anyone ever tell you that you smell delightful?” you asked her.

“No,” Gemma said. “Do I?’

“Like heaven,” you said, and then slowly began to slide your tongue between those lips you’d already been kissing, tasting her from the very source and loving the hell out of it. Gemma quickly began to shift, writhing slowly on the bed as if you were tapping into her reflexes with each new place you prodded her with your tongue.

You started to bring your fingers into play, enjoying running them over her bald mound and squeezing the soft skin of her thighs to keep her in place. Then you did something you’d always been curious to do but hadn’t had the guts to, or necessarily the opportunity with someone you trusted. You place your thumbs on each of Gemma’s outer labia, and you slowly spread her open. Truly open, with her inner labia spreading like a flower and seeing into the dark hole of her vagina proper.

Keeping her open like that, you slowly ran your tongue around the edge of that hole, then slipped it inside, tasting her fully as you groaned at the delightful sensations on your tongue and lips and Gemma moaned and whimpered softly. When you pulled your tongue back out, you looked inside her again and could see her inner walls flexing a little, and a goopy little bead of clear fluid seeping out of her.

“Fuck, you are so much more than hot,” you whispered to her, and began to make love to her with your mouth.

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