“Make her scream!”

“Do it!” Alison is close to cracking, “Make her scream!” It is of course in her own self interest because in spite of her fantasy of power and control, it is after all her clit that I am rubbing and not this rival of hers. I wonder if after hanging on the edge of release for the past hour if she even considered denying 'her ****' a chance to climax. I could easily finish off the writhing '****; with my fingers, but I want to try something new and I shimmy back down her bed until my mouth is hovering just above her hips.

Alison doesn't hesitate for even a fraction of a second and she lifts her pussy to my face, mashing it into my chin and mouth trying to get the relief she needs. I have to use my hands on her ass to steady her, so that my tongue could make its way into the dripping crevice between the pink folds of her flower. One of the things that I've discovered is that not all women taste the same; Fran's juices had a slight tang, but before her there were women with strong musky flavors and even some that had the 'fishiness' that some people joke about. Alison's juices are light with just a hint of sweetness, the best comparison I can think of is a sparkling white wine but that doesn't quite capture the delicacy of her flavor.

Alison tastes good. No, she tastes very good, and for the first thirty seconds or so I am not as interested in bringing her to a climax as I am in licking up every last drop of this exquisite nectar. The novel sensations of my tongue exploring Alison's labia and sometimes even deeper into her passage are apparently met with approval because although she is past the point where her words are making any sense, the gasps and soft whimpers of pleasure tell me that this beautiful young woman is closer than ever to her climax.

Next I turn my attention to teasing her clit out from hiding. This is the final straw and within twenty seconds of me finding the pearl among the petals Alison's body stiffens under me and a slow, loud wail of pleasure escapes from between her clenched teeth even as a gush of fresh juices flood her interior and dribble out on my chin. I turn my attention to lapping up this new bonanza and my lips and tongue sucking on her sex only prolongs the climax she has held back for so long; it is almost a minute before her body finally stops shuddering and collapses back to the bed.

“Thank you!” Alison whispers when she finally recovers from the climax, “Oh thank-you, I needed that so bad.” Even though I wipe the worst of the drippings from my chin, I know that when I kiss her she can taste herself on my tongue and lips. Perhaps it is this reminder of where my mouth has just come from that snaps her the rest of the way back from her fantasy.

“I always thought that oral sex was nasty.” She confesses when our kiss comes to a satisfying end. “I'd hear girls giggling about it in the locker room and it made my stomach turn.”

“And now?” I ask knowing the answer, but wanting to hear her say it. “What so you think of me eating you out, now that you've had a chance to experience it first hand?”

“It is amazing!” Alison gushes in wonder, “I like feeling you inside me too, but when you did that all I felt was the the pleasure radiating from down there. Does it always feel that good?”

“Well, you were already pretty worked up before I even started, and it's a skill that gets better with practice and experience,” I answer her with an easy smile, “I'd say I'm pretty good at it, although I hear that women give the best cunnilingus because they know exactly what it feels like.”

“Mr. P!” Alison is clearly shocked by my casual reference to homosexuality, “That's disgusting!” Apparently my naïve young tenant can have dark fantasies of seeing her rival fucked into submission, but is still not ready to consider girl-on-girl action. This is probably not the time to engage in a philosophical argument so I just shrug my shoulders and let the matter drop.

“Mr. P?” Alison breaks the silence before it gets awkward, “are you going to untie me now, or is there something else you need while you have me fastened down like this...”