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Real Selfish Lover

By: realbigsid69



This is a true story. A few years ago when I was 23, I was dating a girl 6 years older than me. She had 2 kids and therefore couldn't always find the time to see me - so when she did, it wasn't always for long, sometimes a matter of hours. She had indicated early on that she loved receiving oral more than anything else, sometimes even more than penetrative sex.

Our first time together was terrific. We really liked each other and coming out of a marriage, I think she just loved that this slightly younger guy was so into her and it really allowed her to come out of her shell and be the way she wanted sexually. The first few times we had slept together, I'd always go down on her first. I'd always started like this, ever since the first girl I slept with; another good story.

The first time she stayed over at my place for the whole night, she was out with girlfriends. I met her after the nightclub and we went back to her friend's house. I was dying to get her home, but she was quite drunk. When we did leave, it was for her to strip off, don a loose t-shirt and fall asleep. I thought she didn't get much chance to socialise, being a young mother, certainly not as much as me, so I dropped off to. I awoke in the morning and on an impulse, ducked my head under the covers. She was sleeping in the foetal position and I was soon focusing on her crotch from close range. I began to lick her from front to back. She didn't stir for a while but then spoke.

"You're such a dirty bastard".

I didn't answer but ploughed on, very gently as she had literally just woken up. I suppose I was equally the instigator for a lot of oral from then on (her receiving) because she then said.

"What do you want me to do?"

I hesitated then sheepishly replied.

"I'd like you to sit on my face but you probably won't want to".

"Aye I will!" she declared, now suddenly fully awake.

As soon as I emerged from the covers and lay on my back, she swiftly positioned her thighs each side of my head and sank down onto my tongue. As I began to lick, her blue eyes watched with what looked like arousal and fascination.

There was no prior agreement that this would this sexual act would lay the foundations of many more liaisons but as I had actually offered to perform something for her sole enjoyment, there seemed to be no hurry. I had wondered about her comment earlier when she asked me what I wanted her to do. On reflection, she was saying it as if she felt obliged but not enthusiastic about doing something for me perhaps a blowjob. Once she realised I was offering the exact opposite, her true excitement emerged. I licked her for a while, as she watched me from above with a half smile on her face.

"Do it from side to side?" she said to me at one point and I obliged, my tongue running across her pussy as she pressed close to my mouth.

Then I varied my technique again and she slid forward a little so I could tongue fuck her properly.

To be fair to her, she had a hairless bum, an amazing pussy and even her juices tasted good. I lapped at them as I continued thrusting my tongue inside her. Eventually, she seemed to grow bolder herself as she yelled.

"Keep your tongue out" and proceeded to literally ride my face.

I had never experienced this before and kept up my efforts as she climaxed. Afterwards, she rested then finally slipped off my face. I wasted no time in mounting her and we had incredible sex, before she had to leave.

Another typical occasion was when she came through to my flat one night, but was unable to stay. In fact, she was meeting some of the girls from work for a drink again, non-alcoholic for her as she was driving home afterwards. Returning to my flat about 9pm, we ended up in the bedroom. I was excited seeing her in hold ups and began the familiar position of eating her pussy. At one point she gripped my hair bringing my eyes into focus with hers saying

"You'll keep doing that until I tell you to stop".

I licked her with more enthusiasm when she gripped my hair even harder.

"Don't look away from me," she said and I strived to maintain eye contact with her as I licked her out.

It went on for some time and after she had cum twice I slid up her body to fuck her.

The next occasion was at a time when things were a bit rocky. We were both unsure of where things were going but she wasn't one to fuck around and felt it either had to be right with me or not at all. Arriving one Friday night, she sat on the couch as I tried to persuade her to take her trousers off. After much persuasion and a promise of some amazing oral sex, she relented and I sank to the wooden floor, removing her trousers then her knickers. After about 5 minutes of my tongue she asked me to turn the light in the room up a bit so she could watch better.

I did so and for the next 45 minutes, through a mixture of reading her body language and subtle instructions she spoke I had managed to bring her close to orgasm a few times, stopping for a moment to let her recover then beginning the process again. At one point, I rimmed her but only for a few minutes. She enjoyed it immensely, telling me to go from side to side, up a bit, down a bit until she managed to switch off from my oral ministrations by flicking on the tv. As she watched it, I licked slowly so she was in control of the enjoyment and sensing she could last longer, she changed tack again.

This time, she picked up the newspaper so that it prevented us from seeing each other and began to read it. Occasionally she would ask me something about an article or tell me to go up a bit until after an hour, it became too much. She put down the paper, gripped my hair as she always did when coming, then had an intense orgasm, thrashing my head about as I tried to maintain contact with her clitoris.

Once it was over, I licked her for another 5 minutes before she pushed me away. In less than 10 minutes, she was fully dressed and heading for the door, then she drove home. She didn't mention much about it, but she had enjoyed her oral servicing a lot, being the focus of attention and not having it lead to intercourse.

About 3 weeks later, she showed up again on a Friday. I could tell there was something different as I again tried to get her to take her clothes off, kissing her, trying to turn her on. My intention was to hopefully fuck her and I was prepared to give her amazing oral to get her in the mood. We had pulled a spare duvet onto the sofa where I lay with her. She was also clearly turned on as I kissed her stomach and eventually she relented, telling me to remove her trousers. I did so and this time as I licked her, she brazenly parted her thighs, pulling back the duvet to watch me as she. After a while she said down a bit and kept up her observation as I tongued lower until I was licking her arse.

My tongue sought entry into her ass as she continued to watch. After a short while I asked if I could get a glass of water and promised to rush straight back in. She was very reluctant to let me stop but I was surprised, as she appeared in the kitchen doorway, naked apart from a short cardigan and the duvet around her shoulders.

"Do it in here" she said and I knelt down and began to tongue her as she cocked one leg up.

She kept moving forward until she was facing away from me.

"C'mon then" she said moving to the sink and refilling the glass of water.

I understood what she wanted me to do and kneeling behind her, I parted her bum cheeks and began to rim her enthusiastically.

"What's that noise?" she said as she turned the tap off.

Outside there were people walking past on the pavement.

It was an attic flat and the slanted window built in against the sloping roof made it impossible to see out.

"Why don't you go to the living room window and see?" I said, meaning the bay window at which she would be able to look down on the street below.

She didn't say anything but walked through to the living room window, the duvet around her shoulders but pulled up so her legs and ass were visible. I didn't say anything but knelt behind her again. My tongue found her asshole again and I entered it, beginning once again to rim her. I couldn't see what she was doing, but the paper was on the windowsill and she had picked it up and started leafing through it. Down below, I had begun a steady rhythm; fucking her ass with my tongue while she stood silently, not even an indication she knew I was there. My face was pressed to her ass cheeks, my mouth glued to her orifice to allow my tongue to dig deeper but she didn't even acknowledge my efforts. In fact if anything, she completely ignored me.

This went on for a long time. The only sounds were my oral ministrations and her flicking through the paper above me. Eventually, she simply walked away from me to sit on the sofa, parting her legs. I immediately dove into her pussy, my mouth seeking her clitoris, but moving swiftly back to her pussy lips and licking inside them. This time, it only lasted 10 minutes before she stopped me.

"I want to sit," she announced so I fetched two cushions and lay on the hard wooden floor.

Her knees settled on the cushions each side of my head and I heard the remote control activating the tv. Somehow, she managed to switch off from my oral ministrations and seemed content to let me pleasure her front and back with my bold tongue. Occasionally, she would slide forwards or backwards, almost giving me an indication of which orifice I should lick.

At one point she lifted herself a little higher. It meant there was a gap between my face and the wet crotch above me but I stretched my tongue to reach. Perhaps this was her small way of 'giving something back' to the sexual events, as if giving me some breathing space was making things equal between us. I wasn't sure if this was comfortable for her and my hands were holding her waist at this point. Then I felt her shift on the cushions a little and once she had her knees firmly supported on soft cushions again properly, she lowered herself to my face. This time, there was no gap; she simply let herself get completely comfortable. My tongue had already slid with total ease into her fuck hole and I was actively swallowing her juices quite loudly now in order for my mouth not to fill up with them.

I was feeling quite submissive to her desires at this point and surprised myself by reaching up to touch her upper back. This wasn't hard as she was sitting on my face, toward my feet. I began to gently massage her shoulder blades and heard an appreciative sigh.

"Mhhmm" she said above me.

As I began to gently massage her shoulder blades, she slid forward a little, bringing her arse into contact with my mouth again. I didn't hesitate to seek entry again while she pressed down to help me drive my tongue in deeper, all the while enjoying my shoulder massage. It became a liberating and enjoyable addition to her night, as she began to occasionally shift position. Her upper body stayed still, but a small shift of her hips brought her pussy directly over my mouth again. When she wanted a change, she simply moved a little to bring her arse over me for more attention.

Her evening was now a long journey of doing nothing but enjoying herself immensely, with me providing the enjoyment. After another long spell, she rose up and went back to the sofa. I positioned myself between her thighs again as she picked up the paper, idly leafing through it.

"Up a bit" she casually announced at times.

"Down a bit" was said a little bit less.

"Side to side now, then fuck your tongue in me" was said a couple of times.

She sat completely and utterly relaxed while I had been on the wooden floor for quite a long time now in front of her on my knees. It had gone past the stage of me hoping I would get to fuck her that night; it was clear she was enjoying the situation and was intent on receiving as much pleasure as possible. Suddenly, she put down the paper and pulled my head to her.

"Fuck, lick me!!!!!!!!!!!!" she yelled, her thighs contracting, hands in my hair as she came hard against my mouth.

She was so attuned to her own needs that even when I attempted a final effort to fuck her, beginning to unbutton my trousers, she closed her legs saying no.

I tried to pacify her by kissing her thighs and gently licking the lower part of her slit, until she relaxed again. Knowing her clit would be too sensitive, I concentrated on her arse, causing my nose to stimulate her pussy and making breathing a little difficult. She seemed to relax even further though and didn't move positions; she simply picked up the paper again and ignored me. After 20 minutes of this, I really began to lick and suck at her pussy lips, while she sat in an orgasmic daze until her inevitable 2nd orgasm arrived.

After it was over, she again simply dressed and left within 15 minutes.

After that night, she made no secret that she had enjoyed the focus being firmly on her oral pleasure. She even joked on the phone that she could have a leash or tie my head to her waist so my tongue was right up her arse and she could issue orders such as Keep doing that until I say otherwise. She found this highly amusing and highly arousing that we could do this. After a few drinks one night, she was staying over at my place, intending on returning home the next day. Once back in my flat, we retired to bed quite quickly. She seemed quite horny and in the pub had told me earlier

"You'll need your jaw muscles when you're licking me out tonight" and I knew roughly what her intentions were.

Once in bed, she surprised me by getting on top. As her bra came off, she was already down to her knickers too.

"Beg Me," she said, a nipple over my face.

"Please let me suck your breasts, please" I attempted and she lowered one breast to me.

My mouth went to work, sucking gently, licking, and rolling my tongue over her whole breast for several minutes.

"Now the other one" she said simply, shifting her torso to bring her other breast into contact with my mouth.

I begged a little again and after a few minutes my tongue was gliding down her stomach as she rose higher above me. Positioning herself, even as her knickers slid off, her thighs were soon either side of my head.

"Beg me again," she said, her voice husky with lust.

"Please, I'm begging you, please let me lick you delicious pussy. I'll do it better than I've ever done it, for as long as you like. Please, I'm begging you" I said as convincingly as possible and at that moment I meant it.

"Oh all right" she said, almost grudgingly and dropped her wet pussy onto my mouth.

My tongue and lips immediately caressed her every way I knew how, sucking, slurping and swallowing her juices, while she watched above me.

"What are you doing?" she said as she slid forward a little on my face.

"Please let me lick your beautiful bum, it's so divine" I said even as she sat firmly on my mouth to make sure I did exactly that.

As she slid back again later, I was becoming used to her alternating which orifice I was expected to lick.

"I'm a lucky boy," I said, my thoughts coming out expressively.

"Yes, you are a lucky boy, aren't you? And don't you forget it" she said, no trace of gratification at my efforts in her voice.

She really seemed to be enjoying directing my tongue work, ordering me to go from side to side, fuck her deeply with my tongue or pleasure her clit. After some time, she got up off my face. And bent forward, her knees on the bed still but her head resting on her hands, to let her bum sit high in the air. I moved behind her and began to rim her again.

She enjoyed this for a while before lounging back on the bed as I lashed her pussy with my tongue. She held my head between her legs and pulled hard on my hair as she came hard. Only then did I fuck her. She did love me inside her and we had incredible sex. I was so turned on and would often cum twice when I could finally fuck her. In the morning, I woke her with my tongue before she left.

On another occasion, we returned from a wedding reception. She put on a short t-shirt of mine and once we were in bed, I was ready to kiss her but instead she looked at me, looked at her crotch then back at me again. When I didn't immediately 'get the hint' she nodded down to her crotch again. I kissed over her stomach while she sighed and smiled, resting her head on her arms as I felt her thighs slip over my shoulders. I felt her completely relax as I began to probe her pussy with my tongue. She was in no hurry to rush towards an orgasm and I wanted to fuck her so I took my time and threw all my efforts into it. Just when I thought I was getting into a rhythm she liked, her legs moved and she rolled over and up into a position where her arse was in the air with her head resting on her hands in front of her. I took that as my queue to rim her. Once I had found purchase and got my tongue into her arse, I paused, straightened it and as much as I could, I thrust it deep into her. Withdrawing, I did it again very slowly and struck up a rhythm of deep and slow.

"That feels FAN TAS TIC," she said slowly as I managed to get deeper than ever before.

I managed to continue a steady motion, while she had a dreamy look on her face. It was a strain on my tongue but she was wrapped up in her own pleasure now as I continued ceaselessly.

"Right, lie down again, I want to sit," she said after what seemed like an age and I lay on my back.

She remounted my face and began to work towards orgasm.

"Keep your tongue out!" she said urgently, then began to fuck herself on it until she was yelling out in orgasm.

Afterwards, she slumped off me and sighed as my cock pistoned into her. I was incredibly turned on and it was an effort not to just cum but I held back, long enough to get some enjoyment too.

On another occasion, we were indulging in a very rare 69. The last time she had taken me in her mouth was over a year prior to this. She was on top and my tongue was slowly trailing a furrow through her admittedly delicious pussy, darting down to lap her ass too. She held my cock in one hand and after a few sucks would stop. The gaps became longer until I realised she wasn't into it so I positioned her until she was upright on my face. Instead, she moved off me completely and I spun around on the bed so my head was on the pillow, while she smiled and mounted my face, staring down at me. It had gone from mutual pleasure to just her pleasure and she gave a sigh of appreciation as I began to lick her again. As she relaxed, she slid forward until my nose was in her slit and my tongue was at her arse. She would then move back and seemed to take great enjoyment from the change in stimulus.

In all honesty, she loved fucking me but it was clear that however we had sex, her satisfaction came first. As she sat on my face that night, she looked down at me and said, "I get all the pleasure and that's the only thing that counts" as I licked her achingly slowly. I simply looked up at her and nodded as best I could while I concentrated on exactly that - her pleasure. By this point, she would sometimes find it fun if I begged to go down on her, despite it being for her enjoyment and receiving all the pleasure. It turned her on a lot.

While with me all this time, she was going through a divorce and trying to buy a house for her and the kids. I helped out when she began to get more stressed about everything and provided some money for her deposit, not much but a few hundred and made sure the ex gave her space. Sex had suddenly stopped while she became really stressed and I wasn't sure how to get it back on track but once I'd helped her secure the house, she was delighted. Before long, it was time for her to move in and I helped her do so. By this point, I was keen to see her more often and resume our sex life. The opportunity arose one Friday night when she came round to my flat. After a lot of oral, both pussy and arse licking, I fucked her for almost as long and came twice. In the morning, we repeated this before she went home but I was invited round the following Thursday. The kids were up and it wasn't until they went to bed that she turned to me.


Real Selfish Lover Ch. 02



A week after my 18th birthday, I met a girl of 21, Paula. My chat up lines in the pub seemed to work as she agreed to a date the following Monday and after going out for drinks and getting on rather well, we went back to her flat. That first night, I licked her out for quite some time before sliding into her. She seemed to really enjoy it, so much so that 2 nights later we repeated it. I was thoroughly enjoying the fact that this sexy 21 year old was quite into my boundless enthusiasm and I think she enjoyed the boundless energy I provided her! She had gone down on me once and wasn't that good but seemed to love me going down on her. After meeting 6 times, I'd brought her to orgasm each time before commencing intercourse, one occasion she even sat on my face.

It was on Saturday night, when she called me up and asked me if I could bring my friend down, as her friend was single and we could pair them off. My friend for some reason was just up for doing nothing though and wandered through to the lounge while I spoke on the phone to Paula.

"Yeah, sorry tell your mate that he can't make it. But I could come and see you though" I said.

"Definitely, come down now. I'll let my friend know your mate can't make it," she said.

"I hope you'll be sitting on my face tonight" I suddenly blurted out, my imagination somehow making me vocalise this down the phone.

"Oh, do you now? Don't worry then, I will" she said with surprise and excitement.

"I really like it when I go down on you, I think you do as well. Maybe I could do it more often" I continued, becoming more turned on.

"I love it! I didn't think guys would want to do it often" she surmised.

"No, I love it too. I mean, I guess you should expect it more often, that would be amazing," I said back.

"More often? Um, I've never thought of it like that. But I suppose I could think like that easily enough" she saucily quipped back.

"Yeah, like in the mornings before you go to work, you should have one to start the day of. But if you wake up before me, don't feel bad about waking me up to do it, y'know?" I continued, by now looking forward to seeing her.

"That's a great idea. This could be a lot of fun," she said, almost thinking out loud herself now.

"Definitely. And you know, anytime you're in the mood for that, it would be so cool if you just told me and I'd definitely oblige" I said.

"Really? Bloody hell, well I'll find that out sometime soon then. But right now, hang up the phone and hurry up" she said back.

I did so, saying goodbye to my friend before hurrying to my flat. When I got there, her friend made her own excuses and left, before we retired to the bedroom. Paula wasted no time in mounting my face as my tongue slipped inside her. She was one of those literal people, so that by offering her great oral all the time, which was exactly what, began to happen. I often did wake up in the morning before her and lick her to an orgasm before she had a shower and when she woke up before me, Paula would shake me awake and settle back expectantly for her morning orgasm. She began to be more confident too, one evening even stating she wanted an orgasm in the living room, which I duly obliged.

By this time, I was quite familiar with how she liked to be eaten out and I of course fucked her on almost every occasion too. About 2 weeks after the initial incident, I took my first lick down to her ass. Paula had been lying on her bed with my head between her legs for over 20 minutes and was trying to last as long as possible but becoming more excited.

"Let me get these juices" I offered by way of explanation and licked her thighs a little, her arse cheeks and eventually the valley in between, coming closer to her arsehole. 

When I reached it, she seemed quite into it and her hands began to press on my head as I worked my tongue inside. Within 5 minutes, I was rimming a girl for the first time and Paula was enjoying it.

"You have to do this again," she said breathlessly at some point.

"Can I do this whenever I lick you? Only if you want me to," I added quickly.

"Definitely! Ah, keep going yeah" she said as I began to drill her again.

"I guess I'll literally be kissing your arse a lot more often then," I said a few minutes later before slipping my tongue back into her again.

"You bet you will. I want my arse kissed every day" she said smugly and sighed as I responded.

After that, Paula once again took my offer to the letter and oral sex for her became a very prolonged activity. I would alternate between her pussy and her arse for an hour or two every night we got together and Paula now wanted the same in the morning. Now that the long enjoyable act of oral was firmly established for her, she began to enjoy different positions and different times of the day. If she was on a lunch break and my shift didn't start until late afternoon, I would wait at her flat to lick her pussy to a quick orgasm when she came home for lunch, watching tv and eating a sandwich with my head between her lovely thighs. Or she would have me kneel behind her in the bedroom and lick her ass until she couldn't stand it anymore and mounted my face on the bed to ride herself to orgasm. She still loved my cock inside her but it had really awakened a sexually confident girl by knowing she was entitled to oral as much as she wanted and expected it too.

For reasons lost in time now, we broke up after only 6 months. I regretted it when I bumped into her a couple of years later and although we got on well, I think I'd perhaps gone off with another girl one night and she'd found out about it. I never had the opportunity again. Her looks faded a little by the time she was in her 30's as I am now myself, but those brief 6 months were amazing.



Real Selfish Lover Ch. 03



Melina

I'd liked Melina for a while. I was 19 at the time and she was 27; she wasn't the smartest of girls but she always dressed like a 19 year old herself; short skirts and blonde hair going wild. After her 27th birthday, I walked her to a party, then we left for her place afterwards. We had both made it clear at the party that we liked each other and when she asked if I wanted to share a cab, I happily accepted. Once at her place, we spoke on the sofa for a bit.

"Do you like me then?" she asked suddenly.

"Yeah, I do" I told her hurriedly.

She quizzed me if I was after a girlfriend and I didn't give her a straight answer.

"I don't know if I could sleep with a guy unless it was going to lead to something more" she said to me.

We talked some more and ended up kissing. Before long, I had manoeuvred to take her tights off and slipped down to the floor. She had a top on which came under her skirt and fastened between her legs, like a leotard shape. Pushing that to the side, I slipped my tongue inside her. Melina had closed her eyes and one hand held my head steady while the other hung loosely. She seemed to be enjoying what I was doing and I was so horny, I didn't want to stop. I continued, licking her pussy slowly and trying to avoid rushing her to an inevitable orgasm. After quite a while she had managed to hold off and I thought it polite to suggest a change.

"Can we go through to the bedroom?" I said, pausing from my oral ministrations.

She immediately stood up and I followed her through to her bedroom, divesting of my clothes in record time as I moved on top of her again. Straight away, I slipped under the covers and resumed feasting on her pussy, even managing to unbutton her short skirt which was still on. Then Melina peeled her top off and I reached up to grab her breasts while I continued pleasuring her. I was dimly aware of her sexy legs naked either side of me, then suddenly her thighs moved closer together. A hand came down to hold my hair and her legs began to squeeze hard against my face as I lashed her clit with the speed of a hummingbird, pausing only to suck on it too. Her orgasm was intense; I had never felt a girls legs grip me so tightly but it was so erotic and I felt proud I'd managed to give her so much enjoyment. In my eagerness, I moved up to try and slide into her but she stopped me. I thought back to what she'd said about wanting to only sleep or in this case have intercourse, with someone who was prepared to go out with her and I silently cursed myself for not taking that chance to pursue her more amourously. Instead, she slipped down herself and I was surprised when she engulfed my cock in her mouth. So surprised in fact I lasted a little over 10 seconds, before I came. She slipped her mouth away from me and I spurted over her hand and my abdomen. Grabbing a tissue to mop up, I kissed her again as she moved up then she rolled onto her back again, pressing a little on my head. Although intercourse wasn't on the cards, a few orgasms clearly were!

I kissed her breasts and moved down again over her stomach until I reached the familiar pussy. Her legs slipped over my shoulders quickly as I licked up and down her wet slit, pausing only to roll my tongue over her entire mound. Feeling horny, I darted to kiss one ass cheek. She seemed relaxed so I moved to kiss the other one before returning to her cunt. Then I began a vertical licking which brought me lower and lower each time I ventured down. When I reached the crease of her cheeks, I delved in further and came into contact with her ass. I licked it like an ice cream cone then went back to her pussy again. Gradually, I swapped back and forth and felt one of her hands idly caress my head. Then I moved down and this time, I attempted to gain entry. After her first orgasm, her body was more relaxed and it was surprisingly easy to get my tongue into the tight opening. I thrust a little further before withdrawing and repeated the manoeuvre. When I thrust again, her hand became firmer on my head and I knew she was enjoying the analingus. I thrust again and withdrew only to feel her hand push on my head to go back in again. I did so and sped up to drive in and out at a steady pace. By now, her other hand had came down and she was pulling and pushing my head out and firmly against her sex again. This had the added effect of my nose nudging into her wet pussy with each thrust and I heard her sigh with pleasure as the two of us continued this way.

My only concern was how my tongue was going to feel but Melina was clearly so turned on that comfort was the last thing on her mind. Suddenly on one thrust, she held my head steady.

"Go back to my pussy" she said breathlessly and I wordlessly complied.

I lapped at her like a starving man, at times putting my mouth over as much of her slit as I could and sucking or swallowing her juices down in between all the tongue action. Her 2nd orgasm was even more powerful than the first and seemed to last longer. By the end of it, I had to come up for air and we just lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling.

After a rest of about half an hour, Melina moved over me and kissed me. There was no prior agreement to what happened next, but her breasts were soon in my face and I sucked on her nipples before she tilted forward a little more. I can't remember exactly as it's over 10 years ago now, but perhaps I also slipped down a little more too but the end result was her pussy hovering over my face. Then it descended and my tongue ascended to meet it. She held the headboard, eyes half closed just enjoying the wonderful sensations of what I was doing to her orally. It seemed to go on forever until she panted that she would cum better lying down. Once again, I was sliding down her lovely body to eat her out again in a familiar position and felt the familiar vice like grip of her legs and hands on my head until her orgasm was over.

I went down on her one more time before we both went to sleep, exhausted and woke up in the early afternoon. Melina was up and showered before I'd even had a chance to do anything and when I returned from using her shower, she was on the phone to her friend.

"You speak to her while I put the kettle on" she said, handing me the phone.

"Hi Sue" I said, speaking to the party host from the night before.

"You dirty bastard" she said giggling and I realised a little guiltily that Melina must have told her of me spending half the night eating her pussy.

We spoke for a bit longer, before I dressed and joined her in the lounge.

"Last night, you asked me if I liked you and I said yes. But I wasn't thinking rationally. I would like something to develop" I said.

She made a half-hearted reply and I figured she'd lost interest as we'd both sobered up so I thanked her and left.

2 days later on the Tuesday, I realised I'd left a cd at her place. I went round and there was a guy in her lounge. He looked surprised to see me and Melina looked guilty. I smiled and said I'd been round with a few others for pre pub drinks that weekend and the guy relaxed, clearly clueless as to what happened between us 2 days previous. I said goodbye and she saw me to the door.

"You never told me you had a boyfriend" I whispered to her.

"I don't. He asked me out and this is kind of our first time meeting up. You didn't seem that interested" she said to me.

"I am and I'm sorry I didn't make it clearer to you. Look, I really want to see you sometime. That is, if you've not fallen for the other guy" I said.

"No! Not at all. Well, I can't just tell him to go. Look, call me Friday okay?" she said and shut the door.

I went home hopeful and realising that although 2 days had passed, my tongue was still tender from the oral I'd given her. It was probably the thrusting that had really done it, but if Friday turned out well, I'd best ensure I could use it again. I called her on the Friday and agreed to go round. She answered the door, a little apologetic.

"Sorry, I was at the gym and just dived into the shower. I'll get dressed in a sec" she said as she was clad in a dressing gown.

I told her it was no big deal and if she was tired, maybe we could order food in? She seemed happy at that and I opened the wine I'd brought round.

"So erm, did the guy stay long on Tuesday?" I asked innocently.

"We had a drink then I said I was tired and it would be best if I turned in" she told me.

I had no idea of knowing anything otherwise but accepted it. My own fault was not being clearer to her the other week.

Food arrived and we ate, drank wine, talked, listened to music and then kissed again. I thought immediate pleasure would have her warming to me and as she still had her dressing gown on, I positioned myself in front of the sofa again. I wasted no time in running my tongue up and down her and she sighed in satisfaction. I was so gentle, almost featherlight and she seemed to enjoy this incredibly slow build up to events.

"I want to see a lot more of you. And take things further between us" I said then resumed what I was doing.

"Aah! Well, um, maybe we could. UH!" she exclaimed, torn between a sane answer and grunting approval at my efforts.

This time, there was no moving to the bedroom until Melina had a powerful orgasm. As she was seated on the sofa, her legs crushed me this time along with her hands in her throes of passion. I simply dropped a little lower after she climaxed, carefully staying well away from her clit, wondering if I'd be able to speak if tonight was anything like the previous weekend. After some time, there was no mention of the bedroom so I decided to test the waters.

"I want you so much" I said in between licks.

That seemed to do the trick!

"Follow me" she said and stood up, pushing me back from her legs.

I followed, once again throwing my clothes off as she dropped the dressing gown and slipped under the covers. I was even more delighted when she let me slip straight inside her and despite my clear enthusiasm and desire, I kept up a slow, steady pace to avoid cumming to soon.

"Don't you cum inside me" she gasped at one point.

"I won't" I assured her then asked her to turn over.

She went on all fours and I grasped her hips before slamming into her. I really couldn't last much longer though and withdrew before I came, grabbing a tissue beside the bed to catch it into. Melina had shown no interest in swallowing it and I wasn't going to insist. As I lay back with a contented smile on my face, she looked at me sidelong then moved her pussy up and over my face.

"My turn" she said quietly and sat down.

I opened my mouth and up to play with her breasts while I licked her out. She lasted a surprisingly long time but once again, she didn't cum in this position. It was left to let her recline back and I once again slipped down. As I moved up to her clit, she stopped me with a steady hand.

"I liked what you did last week" she said suggestively.

"Well, I think we should do whatever you like whenever you want it" I replied and moved lower.

Soon enough, I was rimming her and her hands entangled themselves in my hair again. This continued until she was close to orgasm and then I moved up to bring her off again. I felt proud of myself and could feel my cock fully hard again but kept licking. After 10 minutes, I was still licking and she had shown no signs of wanting me to change anything, so I didn't.

"I should have told you, I can cum quite a few times" she said.

"Well, aren't I the lucky one" I said.

"Especially when you use your mouth" she added.

"You taste delicious. I'll do this a lot if you want" I fired back.

"I hope you can handle it then. Your tongue won't get much rest" she concluded and stopped talking.

After almost half an hour, she finally began to show signs of orgasm again and violently came against my face. When I kissed up her body this time, she let me. I wasted no time in entering her again.

We ended up spooning and I rubbed her clit while I thrust into her. We reached orgasm within minutes of each other, although I withdrew again. Then we both had a rest.

"You like oral then?" I said conversationally.

"Um, well yeah but you! Well, you're so, sort of enthusiastic about it. More than any other guy. So I guess I like it even more with you" she said complimenting me.

"I'm flattered. Well, please feel free to indulge yourself in that way as much as possible" I replied still horny.

"Thanks. I think I'll take you up on that" she said totally deadpan back to me.

We slept and in the morning I licked her to orgasm, before fucking her again. By now, my tongue was hurting but I'd said I would pleasure her orally as much as she wanted in the heat of the moment, so I couldn't go back on that.

After breakfast, I ate her out again before she remembered her mother was popping round. I showered and dressed before we agreed to meet midweek. She was off the following Friday and was meeting up with the girls for a Thursday night out. I would join her later. I met up with her and she had a flattering skirt on, a common theme for her. I sincerely hoped it would lead to spending the night with her! She was rather tipsy in the end and eventually agreed to get a cab to her place. We went back and she whispered in my ear that she was becoming turned on. Once at her place, we kissed, backing towards the bedroom. She pulled the duvet back and lay back on the bed. I followed, kissing her until I moved to her neck and one of her breasts I'd freed from her top. As I sucked her nipple, I tried to unfasten her skirt at the same time.

"Don't worry about taking it off" she said and I moved down.

Soon, I was at the familiar juncture of her thighs and once between them, I pulled her knickers away. They went past my head and she used one foot to roll them down her calves as my tongue found her opening. Soon, her hands found my head and she wasn't lying about being turned on, holding tight to me, her legs squeezing occasionally. When I moved to tongue fuck her, she spoke up.

"Go really deep this time" she said.

As if I didn't normally! I made every effort to match up to that though, straining even further than I thought I could while her eager hands helped me by pressing in further. After quite some time, my tongue was increasingly tired and the alcohol was making it harder for her to cum. I began to lick up and down her whole length which gave my tongue a slight break and sought her clit but she definitely wasn't in that pre orgasm zone. After a lot of tonguing, her hands began to press on my head again. I licked all around but she wasn't to be denied.

"In and out again" she managed to say so I began again.

I didn't have much choice as her sexy legs remained in place but when I thought I couldn't continue, she pulled me up to her clit. At last! I responded gratefully by capturing the tasty bud in my mouth and sucking lightly before running my tongue rapidly over it. Pausing only to dart lower occasionally, I stayed at her clit as finally her orgasm approached. She yelled loudly and her thighs clamped hard against me, her hands like vices as she shuddered her way to glory. Then, her legs relaxed once it was over. I moved up to mount her, but she was sleepy so I rolled over, a little frustrated. I was horny enough to relieve myself but felt it wasn't right to do that in her bed when she was lying next to me. So I tried sleeping, but it wasn't easy and I tossed and turned while Melina seemed to sleep contentedly! During the night at some point, she must have got up to fetch a glass of water, which I noticed she had drained as well. At least that would help a potential hangover.

In the morning, she was awake almost at the same time as I was and smiled sheepishly.

"Guess I was tired from the alcohol last night" she said.

"You sure were. You were out like a light" I commented, smiling.

"Well, I think it's left my system now" she suddenly said.

Sitting up in bed a little, I assumed she wanted to mount my face and reached for her leg, indicating I was willing for that to happen. Instead, she kept facing the foot of the bed and then settled her legs each side of my head, facing my feet so I was looking up viewing her back above me. I licked as her pussy came down to my mouth and gently explored her velvet folds for some time. My tongue felt too tender to tongue fuck her although I briefly tried to. After a while though, she moved her crotch a little while I was sweeping my tongue across her sex, which brought it further back to touch her asshole. Then she paused and I licked over it, beginning to press the ring and finally gaining entry. Once I did, she backed down to impale my tongue more then let me withdraw before pushing back in again. She seemed content to enjoy this and rested her hands on my chest as I rimmed her. Then she reached forward; at first I thought she was about to engulf my cock in her mouth but her hand gripped me instead. I kept up a steady rhythm, my tongue drilling in and out of her ass as she idly touched me and occasionally moved her hand up and down the shaft. Then very causally, she rolled her hips back, bringing her pussy over my mouth. I eagerly grabbed her hips, plunging my tongue into her wet pussy as she kept playing with me and she sighed as her enjoyment levels rose. Just as I thought she would soon reach orgasm, she rolled forward again and I had to work that bit harder to get into her asshole again. My tongue was tired, but she seemed to be enjoying everything.

"I've never cum from facesitting" she casually announced.

"Let this be your first time then" I assured her, continuing my oral ministrations.

"Hang on" she said and moved off me, but only to turn round.

Now she faced me and sank her pussy onto my mouth while she watched me.

"Do I taste good?" she asked.

"Amazing. I would do this every day if I could" I replied, hoping that compliment would sit well with her.

"Wow. Well, sometimes I feel as if I could do with it every day" she said, half agreeing.

"You know I'll do this anytime you want" I continued.

"Yeah, I realise that now. Well, make me have my first facesitting orgasm" she challenged and sighed as my tongue lashed her clit, before dipping down.

"Can I ask something?" I said in between licks.

"Is it about this?" she countered.

"Yes. Well, it's a little embarrassing but would you" I said sheepishly but she interrupted me.

"What? Just say it" she said.

"Well, would you ride my face?" I said, turning red with embarrassment.

She looked down at me surprised.

"Really? Okay, yeah definitely. You're kinky. But I love it!" she assured me.

I reached up to fondle her breasts and over the next 20 minutes built her up slowly until she became more excited. As her excitement grew, she began to slide her hips around. I kept in contact with her pussy until eventually she looked down at me with total lust and began to ride me. Her pussy lifted up a little then descended while she also moved back and forth just a little. I held onto her hips, my mouth skillfully latching onto her clit when it came into focus. That did it! Her thighs clamped hard and she roared out an orgasm which seemed to last a while. When it was over, she sighed and finally dismounted, laying back exhausted.

I spooned into her and slid my cock into her wet pussy. I just slid in and out gently, while she sighed and recovered from orgasm.

"If you meant what you said, let's do more oral. And that riding thing, wow. That is well, one hell of a ride!" she declared, giggling and sighing in contentment.

I fucked her until I came too then we just chilled out - TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!



Real Selfish Lover Jennifer



This girl is a story in itself so it would be rude to Jenny if I just assumed she would be added into the tale of Pat!

About a month later, I was in an old local haunt of mine when Jennifer walked in with Lynsey. They saw me and smiled but it wasn't until a couple of drinks later, that she approached me, while her Lynsey was on her mobile.

"Hi. Um, I think you spoke to Lynsey when you were in the bar the other night. Lynsey said you were with your aunt?" she said.

"Hi Jennifer. Um, no, it was a work colleague, well, long story really" I responded, smiling as warmly as I could.

Lynsey had obviously tried to make out Pat was nothing special and Jenny innocently thought I was with an aunt! Well she was quite a bit older than me. I offered to buy her and Lynsey a drink and she accepted. I joined both of them and Jenny asked about Pat again, while Lynsey just smiled. It transpired that Lynsey was in a relationship and seemingly very happy while Jenny was single. I decided to try and come clean as I had to admit I kind of liked Jenny and I was also worried that if I kept being evasive, Lynsey would tell her about seeing me in the cubicle at the other bar.

"Look, I have to admit, that woman, well we've been seeing each other for a while and it's not perfect but you know, I just didn't want to lie to you" I blurted out to Jenny.

Jenny looked at Lynsey puzzled.

"But we saw her" then trailed off and shrugged.

She noticed me glancing at the door and smirked.

"Worried you'll be caught by the old lady?" she joked.

"Um, she never drinks in here. Besides, she's always busy on a Tuesday" I said in response.

"Can I ask you something blunt?" she suddenly said.

"Of course Jennifer" I responded.

"Okay. And it's Jenny by the way. Look, I just wondered, she must be in her forties that woman. And you, well you're a very, very good looking guy. I just don't get it" she retorted with honesty.

The drinks flowed and although the girls were drinking slowly, I found myself becoming quite drunk. It transpired they still lived in town but Jenny was intrigued as to why I was with Pat. Eventually, when I had drunk far too much, I mentioned she liked oral and I liked giving it. Rather than be taken aback, Jenny seemed interested at this and I noticed Lynsey's eyebrows shot up too.

"Well that explains a lot" Lynsey announced but when Jenny tried to ask why Lynsey covered up by slyly saying I had a long tongue and it had to be of some use rather than just talking all night.

Both girls were in fits of laughter at this comment at my expense and I smiled ruefully, silently glad Lynsey hadn't landed me in it either.

"So basically it doesn't matter about her age because, well you're a giver eh? My friend had a boyfriend at Uni like that. Had him wrapped round her finger. Everyone envied her," Jenny surmised wistfully.

"Some people like to give, some like to receive" I replied vaguely, with a smile.

"I'm a taker myself" said Jenny grinning.

One thing I was happy about was the fact Jenny wasn't offended and if anything seemed more interested at this information. When they both had to leave, Jenny turned to me.

"Well, it won't last forever. Take my number and if you're single again, well" she trailed off, thrusting her number on a piece of paper to me.

Just as she was about to exit, she turned back and walked up to me.

"And I love getting oral sex" she whispered in my ear before kissing me on the cheek and leaving.

I sat nursing my last pint, quite captivated by Jenny. For the first time in ages, I began to look past Pat. That weekend she came round and hardly spoke a word to me, just fucked my face for quite a while before some sex and then wanted me to drive her to the city to go shopping. I began to wonder how long we would last, but was still in thrall to Pat's domineering side if the truth be told. Another 2 weeks past and I bumped into Jenny again. She was running in the park and I was just back from the gym .

"Hi again" I said smiling at her.

"Hi again to you" she replied breathing hard.

I noticed her legs were quite fit and she seemed to notice me noticing but didn't say anything.

I turned to go to my flat when she spoke again.

"You want to know why she's never around on Tuesdays? I've been to that bar for the last two Tuesdays and she's been there too, although she hasn't recognised me. And she always leaves with the same bouncer" Jenny announced.

I turned, my mouth open.

"Really? Are you sure?" I asked.

"Sorry, but I'm not making it up. You have a right to know though" she said and with that she jogged away again.

It was a Monday and I called Pat up and asked if she was around the following evening.

"You know I catch up with Hazel on Tuesdays" she said indignantly.

I waited until the next night then went along to the bar and nursed a beer in a corner booth before I spied Pat arriving. The bouncer greeted her with a kiss and I decided to wait. Once she was at the toilet, I left and waited across the street. It wasn't until another hour had passed that she exited and there was the bouncer with her. As they were about to get a taxi, I casually walked past. Pat spied me first and the look on her face was guilt.

"Hi hon, I'm just off to Hazel's with her new man" she quipped.

"Really? Every week?" I finally plucked up the courage to say.

Pat looked torn but I walked off and left them to whatever they wanted to do.

I texted Jenny, thanking her for putting me out of my misery and she immediately responded that it was no hassle and if I wanted to catch up, she was free. I was flattered Jenny was into me, but she clearly saw something worth pursuing and we decided to meet up at my old local the following night. I had a great time and we had a lot in common. Jenny looked great in a summer dress but I was the perfect gentleman and booked her a taxi when it was last orders, asking if I could see her again. We kissed then she left and I looked forward to catching up with her soon.

Prior to the following Friday when I was to meet Jenny, Pat turned up at my door on the Saturday before. She had obviously been drinking and said nothing as I let her in. I thought to let her sleep it off on the sofa and tried my best to make her comfortable by taking off her boots and putting a spare duvet over her. During the night, I felt movement on my bed and in the dark, I could smell her pussy before I felt it land heavily on my face.

"Lick" she said aggressively and through a mixture of being turned on at her forcefulness and the simple fact that I had a bare pussy on my face, I slipped my tongue inside her.

Pat reached orgasm through a mixture of fucking my face and letting my tongue take it's skilled toll on her resistance. When her peak hit, she gripped me with her thighs and came hard but she wasn't finished. I was pushed below the covers and her legs parted while I licked and tongue fucked her asshole. It seemed an age before she wanted me near her pussy again and then longer still before she came again. We slept after that until morning when she enjoyed another orgasm before taking a shower and asking me to drive her home. We didn't speak the whole journey until I dropped her off.

"Are you still seeing him?" I managed to finally ask.

"Yes" she admitted and left to go inside.

My date with Jenny on the Friday went really well and once again, I didn't push things but by now I was really finding her increasingly attractive. She asked me about Pat and why I went with an older woman, joking that I was still getting more of the same as she was a year older than me. However, we parted with another taxi home for Jenny and in a way this just made me want her even more.

Before bed that night, I received a text from Jenny which simply said So you like giving oral?. I responded that I did and she replied Good, just checking and signed off with a kiss.

2 days later however, Pat was at the door again. I was actually going to ignore her but she kept ringing the bell and when I went to ask her to leave, she just pushed past me into the flat. This time she didn't even bother to lie on the sofa and slumped onto my bed. When I went to remove her boots, she shoved my shoulder and told me to lie back. This time she mounted my face, facing my feet and said this would be our last time so one orgasm for old times sake. I stupidly went along with it and Pat relaxed and began to enjoy my tongue. I gave her 3 orgasms and in the morning she was astride my face again, looking down at me as I licked her pussy again.

"Pat this has to stop" I said in between licks.

"I know. Look, he isn't the first. I've been seeing a few guys while we were together, I'm surprised you never hit on that" she announced cruelly.

"What?" I tried to say but she sat down harder on my mouth.

"Just give me one more and I'll go" she said and almost pushed my head into the pillow with force.

Through a mixture of fucking my face hard and an eventual resignation from me that it would be quicker if I just brought her off, I licked her until she came. She finally got up and pulled on her clothes, having already had a shower.

"Pat, that's it. I had no idea but I think it's clear this is over now" I found the strength to say.

"I know. But it was fun while it lasted" she said, walking to the door.

I didn't bother drive her home and she at least reasoned I wouldn't after her announcement too.

That weekend, Jenny finally accepted an invite back to my flat. Inside, we made short work of some Chablis before we kissed and Jenny whispered that she couldn't wait to find out if I was as much of a giver as I'd indicated. However, our peace was shattered by the doorbell, which went on ringing.

"It's Pat probably," I blurted out.

"Is it? Right, I'll fucking answer it" Jenny said and I let her go to the door first, following down.

"Oh. Is Dominic in?" Pat said, flustered when she saw Jenny at the door.

"Yep. Dominic!" Jenny called to me.

I turned up and glared at Pat.

"Um, oh" Pat said, now completely unsure what to say.

"Look you old bitch. You had your fun with him and you cheated on him. And now he's with me. And from one woman to another, don't even think about coming around here again or I'll be having words with you" Jenny said aggressively.

I had been quite prepared to tell Pat to get lost myself but coming from Jenny really seemed to shock Pat and for the first time I saw her a bit more pathetically. She certainly looked nothing compared to Jenny who now seemed positively radiant. As she shut the door, I heard Pat shuffling away and Jenny turned to me, fire in her eyes now. She moved to kiss me and my strong arms encircled her as she began to kiss passionately.

"That's made me so horny. And I think it's about time we did something about that" she hissed, leading me by the hand.

I looked at her for the first time and my mouth actually began to water at the thought of what we might be about to do. I lay her on the bed and slowly peeled her clothes off, divesting of my own. I could see Jenny eyeing me up approvingly and after kissing her again, I began to kiss her breasts, then her stomach until finally her thighs were either side of my head. The taste when my tongue touched her could only be likened to some sort of deified nectar. I threw all politeness out of the window and as she probably hoped, I attacked her wonderful pussy with the enthusiasm of a pardoned man. I wanted to impress her and let her feel how deep my tongue could go, before leaving her in no doubt about how much I liked her body by licking from her ass crack, over her anus and through her pussy lips to her clitoris.

"Aahh, I love that" she announced in response to my tongue running over her ass.

"I'd be honoured to do that later" I replied truthfully.

She sighed at that and I settled down to give her a well deserved orgasm.

"Thank you so much Jenny" I mumbled while I ate her out.

"Mhhmm, thank me with your tongue" she quipped while I continued.

Nothing more was said but she must have been thinking.

"When I was younger, I was never the prettiest girl in the class or the one who always got the boys but I knew I wasn't ugly and I knew what I wanted. Just because I didn't have a different boyfriend every other week didn't mean I was clueless about what I liked. Mind you, when you're a teenager dating a teenage guy they don't seem to grasp that you want oral a lot. But I know what I want now and I don't see why I should compromise when there is always someone who's a good fit for you out there. You know what would be great? Getting oral every day. Mhhmm, that would be fantastic. Say, would you do this to me every day?" she suddenly asked out of the blue.

"Yes Jenny. Um, as much as you wanted" I replied without a moment's hesitation.

She settled back and revelled in what my enthusiastic tongue was doing to her. In fact she actually came quite quickly and as soon as she had calmed down, I slipped lower to lick her asshole. In my excitement I burrowed my nose between her pussy lips too and that brought another sigh from her.

"How long were you with that old bitch?" she suddenly asked.

"Um, 6 months" I mumbled.

"6 months? I've been single for the last 3. You could have been doing this to me. What a waste. Ah well, no matter. We can do it every day now" she hurriedly added.

"I know. And I'd love to" I replied with total honesty.

Pat may have loved the oral pleasure I selflessly gave her but Jenny loved it too and she had even more oral stamina than Pat. By that, I mean she really could handle it every day, more on that later. And she knew what she liked. I was so pleased that this wonderful girl liked me, I really pulled out all the stops to please her. After licking her asshole for some time, I kissed down her legs and approached her feet. I showered them with kisses before taking her toes in my mouth and sucking on them, something I'd never done to Pat. She seemed to enjoy this but was soon insistent I go higher again. When I moved up, I went back to her asshole, but she pulled me up by the ears to her pussy.

"You can do my bum again later. I need to cum first" she announced and sighed as my tongue darted all over her wet pussy again.

As her zenith approached again, she did something I would grow to become familiar with. She locked one hand in my hair and as her orgasm hit, she thrashed my head about the place, while I tried and somehow succeeded, in maintaining contact with her clitoris. It was a long, drawn out orgasm and she thankfully didn't have any objections when I slid up her body to slip inside her at last. We hardly slept all night and when my cock wasn't inside her pussy, my tongue was in it or her ass. After more sex in the morning, I drove her home and had goosebumps when she said I could take her out again and she looked forward to it.

During the week we exchanged the odd racy text and I asked Jenny what her favourite position was. I assumed it might be oral or if not, then something sexy regardless but I was a little surprised when she said it was standing with a guy kneeling to give her oral. I hardened just reading the text and knew that this was definitely a position we would do the next time we met. Jenny had asked me what I preferred and I responded it would have to be a girl sitting on my face.

I had been impressed that Jenny obviously liked me and told Pat where to go quite forcefully. I reasoned that she could be quite aggressive when the occasion demanded and looked forward to finding out if that extended to the bedroom.

We met on the Friday and I took her for dinner at a French restaurant in town. Afterwards, I asked her if she wanted to come back to my place and was delighted when she nodded. I was finding Jenny sexier all the time and couldn't take my eyes off her legs which were extending from a floral dress she wore. Jenny suddenly stopped almost when I did, as we passed the park near my place and almost with telepathy, we walked to the edge of it. Kissing, I was soon dropping to my knees as she parted her knickers and my tongue swept over the delicious pussy lips.

"Quickly, before someone passes by" she urged me, one hand on my head to press my face against her pussy.

I lapped at her slit and sucked gently at her clit, trying to give her a quick build up. The more I tried, the more Jenny seemed further away from orgasm and when we heard voices, I stopped and stood up quickly. I could tell she was disappointed as we went back to my place but before we got there I paused on the stairwell. Kneeling on the step quickly, she suddenly felt my lips on her asscheeks and giggled.

"Mhhmm, this is better" she said as I slowly began a journey to her anus first.

As I licked around it, she spread her legs a little and put her hands on the wall for support as my tongue found her asshole and tried to get inside it. As I rimmed her, she relaxed and began to butt up against my face. Eventually though, she turned round and as she became more turned on, she held my head to her crotch as I licked her delicious pussy.

"If we're going to be doing this whenever we meet up, I want to have at least one orgasm in this position" she announced to me.

"That sounds like a good idea" I assured her.

I lapped and sucked until eventually, she sighed louder and her hands held my head steady while I grasped her thighs and ate her with relish. She came hard against my tongue, trying to muffle her sighs of pleasure as I brought her off.

We went inside and after I ate her out in bed, she let me fuck her.

A few weeks later, Jenny was at her window, which met her waist perfectly. The lower half was open and while I knelt behind her and thrust my tongue into her welcoming asshole beneath her skirt, she was hailed from down on the street by her neighbour and friend Felicity. It was a first floor apartment so they could talk almost conversationally but I was well hidden from view thankfully.

"Hi Jenny, are you coming out tonight?" Felicity asked her.

"Yeah, that sounds good. A few of my other friends are up for it too so it could be fun girls night" she replied back, not letting on what I was doing to her.

"Cool. Say, that guy who's been coming round, are you seeing him? Jenny, he is absolutely gorgeous, what a hunk. How the hell did you pull him girl?!" said Felicity in amused surprise.

"Yeah, he brushes up alright. And yeah, we're dating" she Jenny announced slightly smugly.

"Well, I don't know how you did it girl, but well done. He is something else. I'll call round yours about 7 and we can meet the others in town?" Felicity suggested.

"Sounds good. See you then hon" Jenny called down to her.

Meanwhile I had maintained what I was doing and glanced up Jenny's back while my face was pressed in her ass. There was no doubting her sex appeal and although Jenny wasn't the conventional beauty, in some ways she was even more amazing because of that. The idea that this ordinary girl had bagged a hunk clearly impressed the other girls, but little did they know Jenny had me wrapped round her finger. I did anything she wanted and our sex life bordered on idyllic for her. Daily oral meant that on the days I didn't stay over at her place or she didn't stay with me, I drove to see her and would go down on her while I was dressed for work, before she was content and ready to start her own day. I made a point of never leaving her needing an orgasm before her day began properly after what happened the month before. I had been running late for work and texted her to say I'd be round straight after work. Instead, Jenny turned up at my work and asked me to step outside with her. After some furtive glances, we entered the disabled toilet and I knelt down and licked her to orgasm. She left, while I had to go back to my desk with my face covered in her drying juices. After that, I never neglected my morning duties again.




Real Selfish Lover Jennifer



Back to the present and as I drank in the sight of her, I wondered what drew me to her. Jenny had superb legs and that was a real clincher for me. I loved being on my knees in front of her or behind, depending on her mood. She was in great shape and her face was sparkly, mischievous and as I'd found out quite stunning when she was in the throes of orgasm. Jenny had a key to my flat and would think nothing of wandering in whenever she felt like it and without a word sit on my face. I had mentioned before she wasn't some supermodel but what she had was far sexier. She was buxom in a way. Full thighs, round sexy ass cheeks, great skin, long hair and a pretty face rather than a beatific one. To me, she was amazing though.

"Tell me what you're doing and why you love doing it" she said out of the blue, still looking out of the window.

"I'm trying to get my tongue as deep inside your ass as possible. I love pleasing you, going down on you and doing anything I can to make you happy" I mumbled, my tongue somehow staying in her ass as I spoke incoherently.

"Do you think I have a nicer bum than Katie?" she asked nonchalantly.

Katie was a good friend of hers, one of the group that included Jenny, Felicity and Lynsey. Katie played tennis a lot and admittedly had a great pair of legs and a bum that just moulded into anything she put it in. But Jenny thought nothing of enjoying a good rimming for an hour or more and I saw her bum every day. It was no contest; I was captivated by Jenny.

"Your bum is different; it's regal, it's the sexiest thing I've ever had in my face and it's the only bum in the world I have an urge to kiss all the time. It's sexier than Katie's bum" I concluded.

"Bet Felicity would be jealous if she knew I wasn't just admiring the view" Jenny idly mused as I continued drilling my tongue in and out of her anus.

"Having a man on his knees?" I quipped jovially.

"Enjoy a rimming. Felicity and I thought we were so dirty when we were younger because we always wanted to be rimmed as well as all the other oral stuff. We used to say that it was because unlike some girls we actually loved receiving oral, not just merely liked it and if you love it, you want catered for front and back" Jenny explained while I rimmed her.

"I love doing this to you" I said to her by way of a compliment.

"Why though? I really want to know. Do you like the way I taste, even back there?" she pressed.

"Yes. I love the taste of your ass, I love the taste of your juices, the taste of your pussy" I assured her.

"What about my skin? You know, like my feet?" she continued.

"I love the taste of you. I do it every day so I know the taste of you better than even you do" I continued back, emboldened and turned on by what I was saying to her.

"So I taste amazing, delicious and deserve to have someone go down on me every day?" she concluded.

"Yes. And I'm the lucky one doing it" I responded back.

"Good. You might have noticed I wear skirts all the time now, partly for you and partly because I feel sexy. So I'm glad all my hard efforts are bearing fruit and it wasn't all in vain" she absently mused, reasoning her efforts to look sexier deserved a response and the one I was giving her seemed to meet with her approval.

Nothing more was said, although I did manage to get an occasional sigh from Jenny. Then she must have decided to up the ante a little and nudging me away from her, she turned around, flicking the venetian blinds to tilt so that she was hidden from the street now. I immediately attacked her pussy as she stood in her familiar pose of holding my head steady while I held her thighs for support and lick her pussy.

"Make this a good one and I'll sit on your face later" she offered me.

I attacked her pussy with the skill of an artist and felt her fingers tighten a little in my hair. Jenny reasoned that although I was on my knees a lot, it wasn't easier for her standing but the position worked for her so it was a regular thing. Now though, she was sighing louder as her orgasm approached.

"Oh, yes, that's it, make my cum all over your face, aaahh" she groaned as I tried to swallow her nectar and lick her pussy dry.

As she calmed down, I rubbed my whole face in her crotch and she let out a surprised ooh at that.

"Oh, is that your coup de grace?" she asked.

"Yes darling" I told her smiling.

"Mhhmm, okay, well no more until after I've had drinks with the girls. Oh, actually I need you to go get something for me. Go into Boots and buy this lipstick for me, okay?" she said.

I froze as I was about to rinse my face but Jenny was ushering me to the door. I would be outside and her juices were still drying on my face.

"Hurry up now, c'mon" she insisted and I realised I would just have to hope no one noticed!

The trip to the shop wasn't as bad as I feared. It was only late morning and I located the lipstick and managed to pay at a self service machine, avoiding the tellers.

A few weeks later, we were at a fancy dress party at Lynsey's parent's house. It was a large property but most of the guests were a decent lot; the house certainly wasn't being trashed at any rate. Jenny was confident, especially with her friends but not really an exhibitionist however she and her friends were all a little drunk but seemed to be hyper on it, rather than staggering about. Jenny had sloped off to use the bathroom briefly and I headed to the kitchen to get myself a drink, when I bumped into her on the way back. She was dressed as a witch while I was dressed up as a butler. I was finding it quite hot in my stiff white shirt and bow tie though. People were mingling about but there was no-one in our immediate vicinity and I could tell Jenny was horny as she kept grabbing my ass and putting my hand on hers throughout the party. Then she noticed a hallway cupboard beside us and opened it to reveal clothes hanging up and not much else. Beckoning me, we were soon both inside it and although it was quite dark, it was possible to see outside through the Venetian wooden slats. We kissed and despite Jenny's black witch dress going all the way down to almost her knees, she still looked and felt sexy.

After snogging for a bit, she brought her hands up and pushed on my shoulders. I began to kneel and lifted her skirt up a little. She had hold ups on and as soon as I saw her thighs, I began to kiss them. With her skirt being a little longer, it ended up covering my head so it really was dark for me now. I parted her knickers and I held onto her legs and brought my tongue to bear against her pussy. She was already wet and I realised it was really warm. Being under her skirt with a suit on was making it even hotter for me but I knew Jenny would want to cum now and began the task of licking her familiar sex. By this time, a couple of people had passed in the hallway, obviously oblivious to our goings on but it was no doubt making Jenny excited as she became wetter. Her hands had come down to hold my head even closer to her through the material of her skirt and I was sweating now. I couldn't see anything either but was just enveloped by the smell, taste and sensation of her pussy in my face. My breathing was a little more laboured but the sounds of the party ensured I wouldn't be heard yet. I strived to bring her off and she seemed to be enjoying our naughty tryst and her hands gripped my head excitedly. One thigh left its place and rose up to hook over my shoulder. The additional weight made me sag a little lower but Jenny had a grip of my hair through her skirt so my head mostly stayed in position. I did everything I could to bring her off now and finally felt her shivering a little as she reached climax. With a degree of control she had managed without success in the past, Jenny gasped almost silently as her orgasm hit and I felt my hair being tugged with brute force. Soon though, it was all over and she let her leg slip from my shoulder so I could extract myself from under her skirt. I was about to stand up when she spoke.

"Aren't you forgetting something? What about your coup de grace?" she asked, referring to when I rubbed my whole face in her crotch.

"Sorry" I mumbled and pressed my face against her.

I rubbed around, up and down, gathering excess juices on my chin, nose and tongue as she let me do so. Finally, I stood up and smoothed her skirt back down.

"Okay, the coast is clear. Let's go" she said and we headed back to the main party in the lounge.

Many of the guests had gone and it was mainly Lynsey, Felicity, Katie and Annette who were still there with their boyfriends. Suddenly remembering she had stopped me when on my way to the kitchen to grab a beer, Jenny offered to get it. I had intended on going myself and to give my face a quick freshen up but Lynsey offered to go with Jenny and they sloped off. About 5 minutes later, they returned and Lynsey was smirking to herself. She had crossed to her boyfriend and although no-one noticed, I did see them sloping off together as Lynsey led him by the hand. I never did find out what they got up to but Lynsey was beaming when she returned and her boyfriend looked a little sheepish!

As I slurped on my beer, Jenny turned to me, speaking quietly.

"My bum feels very ignored. You totally ignored it earlier" she pouted.

"Sorry darling, what can I say? Maybe I could make it up to you later?" I offered.

"I should think so" she shot back and turned to the party again.

We drank up and eventually called a cab back to Jenny's place, which she shared with Annette. Annette was one of the quieter in their group and was staying over at her boyfriend's that night, so Jenny had her place empty. Just before we got into the cab, Jenny had whispered to me that she wanted me to visualise her ass and think about it all the way there. By the time we arrived, I was horny as hell and once inside, I immediately dropped to my knees and began to kiss her ass while she laughed drunkenly at my keenness. She walked away from me and went to the bedroom, stripping off slowly as she did as I did the same. I lay on the bed as she mounted my face, towards my feet and began to kiss her asscheeks again.

"Enough with the pleasantries" she announced and I concurred, taking her cheeks in my hands and burying my face in her ass crack, tongue seeking her anus and finally finding it.

Jenny ran her hands possessively over my body as I began to really rim her deeply and even let the odd gasp escape as she enjoyed what I was doing to her. We stayed like that for quite a while and she seemed to be enjoying herself a lot, but eventually she slid back a little and settled down to let me tongue her pussy, her ass over my nose now. I reached up to gently massage her shoulder blades while my tongue feasted on her pussy and the combination of pleasure, relaxation and stimulation took it's toll until her thighs gripped me like a vice and she came violently against my face.

Jenny had also found a website called cake and cunnilingus. It detailed a 7 day recipe called the Cake and Cunnilingus Diet, which jokingly said wasn't a diet at all. It listed 7 delicious cakes and recommended the woman relaxing at home and eating at least 2 slices of cake. Her partner would go down on her and she was not to let him stop until she had cum twice. It also suggested this should be practised for at least 2 hours a day! Jenny excitedly showed me this and the next night we commenced with the Diet. The joke was that the woman would probably put on weight and it was true. For 7 nights we relaxed; Jenny would put on an old t shirt but otherwise she was naked. Sometimes it would start with her sitting in the lounge watching tv and eating cake while I would be kneeling on the floor, licking her out. Jenny stuck to the advice and the first night I stayed there for 3 hours. By mid week she wanted me to do it in bed so she would take her cake to bed and eat it while I licked her pussy and asshole for hours. One night, she had fallen asleep watching tv while I was below the duvet, having given her 3 orgasms. I ended up dozing off too, finding her left thigh a surprisingly comfortable blanket but was woken in the middle of the night by a hand in my hair, pushing me down into her cunt. At the end of the week, she had put on a few pounds which actually amused her as she had such fun in putting the weight on.

One Saturday, she was going to the cinema with the girls to watch a chick flick. Once ready, she kissed me, which led to my hands roaming over her and finally kneeling to part her knickers and lick her out.

"Do you think about me, you know, fantasise when we're not together?" she suddenly asked.

"Yep, a few times every day" I mumbled in response.

"What do you fantasise about?" she pressed.

"Um, usually kneeling like this, you sitting on my face or sitting on a chair with me kneeling" I admitted.

"I think about you too, sometimes I imagine you under my desk all day or kneeling behind me or putting a collar and leash on you" she said, the words tumbling out in her aroused state as I kept eating her.

"We'll have to buy a leash then" I mumbled into her pussy.

"Ugh, I'm so horny. There are other things I want to do. I want, I um want to, ah keep doing that. What was I saying? I want to control when you cum as well as me. How does that sound?" she asked me breathlessly.

"Sounds great, because it's something you want" I assured her.

Jenny and I moved in eventually when her room mate Annette also moved in with her boyfriend. She really liked where she lived and I ended up moving in with her. I joked with her that she definitely had the lion's share of wardrobe space but she just laughed and said that was just the way things would be. We bought a new pc and once it was set up, Jenny would sometimes go on it every other evening. One day, I came home from work to find her on the computer. She was only wearing an old t shirt and when I walked towards her, she moved the chair slightly to show me her bare crotch. I made a decision and knelt down while she sighed happily at my action.

"Mhhmm, maybe you could do this whenever I go on the computer" she mused as I began to lick her slowly.

"If you want me to" I responded.

I kept up my efforts as she browsed and tapped away at the keyboard, looking at whatever she was looking at. Only when she was close to orgasm, did she stop what she was doing and hold my head to her as she groaned in pleasure. After that, I usually came home from work and if she was on the pc, I would drop to my knees and lick her out while she browsed the web. Within a week, a book arrived which Jenny made me promise not to look at. All she would tell me was that she had bought it online. I managed to keep my promise for a week until one afternoon, I was giving her head as she was on the computer when I glanced up at the shelf above me and spied the book on it. Casting quick, furtive glances I at last made out the title. How to train your man. Jenny must have had some definite ideas in that area. After going for a drink with friends the following week, we got home and Jenny ended up sitting on my face in bed.

"Darling, erm, can I ask, I saw the title of that book in the study" I announced slowly.

"Oh, right. Well, you know, I heard it was a good read" she replied nonchalantly.

"Okay, um, well, is it of real interest to you?" I tried to pry.

"I think we're already halfway there. You just need some direction and we'll have a very happy lifestyle and a very happy girl on your arm, which I guess means a very happy relationship" she informed me calmly, looking down at my face.

I beamed at that; the thought of being in a relationship where I was clearly making her happy and therefore being happy myself was I'm sure appealing to many men and I really gave it my all as I licked her now!

"Oh, ah, that's it, mhhmm, don't you stop fuck face. Agh, eat me!" she yelled as she came hard on my face.

TO BE CONTINUED



Real Selfish Lover Karen



Karen

March 2001

I first encountered Miss Chapman at school. She was the home economics teacher and a guidance teacher too. Teachers tended to view me as a generally intelligent pupil who inexplicably did stupid things to get in trouble occasionally. One such occasion when I was in my second last year resulted in me waiting to be called into Ms Chapman's office for trying to play truant that afternoon. When she opened the door, something just clicked into place for me. I had always kind of liked Ms Chapman and seeing her angrily opening her door for me, in that skirt suit was turning me on. I entered and sat opposite her desk, while she came round to sit and face me. I reckon Ms Chapman was at this time about 31, almost double my age. She began to scold me and I nodded shamefully but my mind was trying to picture those legs again under her desk.

Ms Chapman had short hair, light coloured and a nice face. Her body was in no way some sex vixen but she always wore skirts and I loved the way her full figured legs looked in them. My fantasy became very particular, heightened now in her office; I wanted to go down on her. I don't know why I felt the need to do that most of all, but I did. The telling off lasted not much longer before I was dismissed but Ms Chapman did say she thought I was on the road to success and was disappointed I had got into trouble.

School finished 2 years later and I went to Uni. I returned for summer, which gave me 13 weeks off in total and to earn extra money, I worked at the local wine shop, for a couple of weeks. On my second day, I was out on van deliveries and arriving at a house, I rang the bell. Ms Chapman opened the door, dressed as she had at school in jacket and skirt.

"Oh hi Ms Chapman, what a pleasure! Um, how are you?" I gushed.

Ms Chapman did a double take; I had started to fill out and at 19, I was still slim but muscle tone was evident and I was as fit as a fiddle. She eventually gave me a warm smile. At 33, she looked fantastic to my eyes!

"Well Dominic, hello. Um, I thought you were at Uni?" she asked me.

"I am but I'm home for 13 weeks and I'm actually a bit of a wine enthusiast so it made sense to work in the shop downtown and buff up on my knowledge while earning extra summer cash. It's only for a couple of weeks though. Um, can I bring the box in? It's a little heavy, I'd rather you didn't strain" I offered her.

"Sure, follow me to the kitchen" Ms Chapman said and I followed her through.

My eyes were watching her legs and ass all the way to the kitchen when I suddenly realised the hallway mirror allowed Ms Chapman to see behind her. She was now aware I had been blatantly ogling her and laughed loudly.

"Boys are all the same I guess" she surmised with amusement.

"Sorry Ms Chapman" I offered.

"At your age, you'll ogle anything" she declared, clearly thinking this remark would kill the conversation and I'd be on my way.

I realised that I wanted to be honest though and had to blurt out what was on my mind.

"Um, I don't know about other guys but I've always thought you looked fantastic" I spluttered.

"Well, thank you very much! I'll treasure that compliment" she said warmly but I thought she looked quite pleased I'd said it regardless.

I thought I what I was about to say and do would either earn a slap or a request to leave but I pressed on anyway.

"Ms Chapman, I mean it. I've always thought you look great, especially now. And well, you do know I'm 19 now, I'm not a kid anymore. I guess what I'm trying to say is, can I take you out sometime?" I offered.

Ms Chapman looked surprised, but not annoyed. She smiled but then looked surprised again.

"Wow, I wasn't expecting that. Out for a drink? Gee, I don't know what to say" she responded.

"How about yes?" I quipped cheekily and she laughed at that.

I approached her and stood in front of her.

"Um, look even if I said yes, there's too many people who might see us and think oh she's a teacher and he was at her school" she warned sensibly.

"That's true. Well, okay, how about I bring round a bottle of wine tomorrow evening and we have that?" I traded.

"Why not. Okay, make it 7.30 then. And seeing as we're both adults, call me Karen for goodness sake" she said finally.

"7.30 it is then Karen" I said, taking her hand, kissing it then backing off.

You can imagine how excited I was about this but I hadn't expected her to say yes. I wanted to get it off my chest and things had worked out not bad. I finished at the wine shop and rushed home, showered, changed and drove to Karen's house, ringing the bell while holding a bottle of Chablis. Karen answered and I was pleased to see she had kept up her skirt wearing habit. It was an A line skirt this time with more flare than her work attire, accompanied by a light long sleeved top.

"Mhmm, Chablis. You know your wines anyway" she announced as I went to kiss her cheek lightly.

We went through to the lounge and I tried to be grown up, empathising that a lot of students don't get the hassle teachers have and talking about our mutual appreciation of wine. I also asked about Karen's background. We laughed, clinked glasses and and before long, the bottle was gone, much to Karen's disappointment.

"Hang on, I have a sauvignon in the fridge" she told me, heading to the kitchen.

On an impulse, I followed her and as she withdrew the bottle from the fridge, I leaned forward to kiss her until she was pressed up against her worktop. She didn't push me away at first, but pushed me back gently after a while.

"Well, that was a surprise" she replied, again making me feel that little bit more excited that she wasn't furious or anything.

"I've wanted to do that for ages" I told her.

Karen was cooler than me about it, but perhaps it was a mixture of the wine, the compliments and feeling a little excited herself, but as I began to apologise she stopped me.

"Don't apologise" she said and surprisingly, she kissed me this time.

I felt quite elated when her hand didn't push mine away as I felt her ass but we stopped again and I followed her through to the lounge. This time, I joined her on the sofa, where before I had been sitting in the seat across from it. Karen went to the blinds and slatted them to hide the world outside the windows, before sitting down close to me. We clinked glasses and talked again but I was feeling like a bull ready to charge and moved in for another kiss. Karen returned it with interest before we pulled apart again, both feeling a little light headed about it all but it was a comfortable atmosphere and I was glad I didn't feel as awkward as I thought. Karen seemed quite in the groove too and when we refilled our glasses, we kissed again.

"This isn't the only place I want to kiss you" I declared huskily.

Karen let me nibble her ear.

"Really? Where else?" she quizzed me.

I stopped and pulled back, a little embarrassed. Despite my bold talk, I hadn't figured on saying anyting blatant.

"You can probably guess" I said to her.

"No. You have to tell me" she insisted, her voice betraying the giddy effect the wine was having.

"Um" I said looking at her skirt.

"Where?" she pressed.

"In between your legs" I said, a little embarrassed.

"Where?" she asked again, leaning for another kiss.

"Your pussy" I said before quickly kissing her.

This time it was all tongues as she probed my mouth and encouraged me to do the same. My hand wormed it's way under her skirt and she parted her legs slightly. Eventually, I slipped past her knickers and felt her pussy. She stopped kissing me but didn't ask me to remove my hand.

"Have you slept with a girl yet?" she suddenly asked me.

"Yeah, a few times" I assured her to which she smiled.

"Have you went down on a girl before?" she then asked me.

"I have" I continued and she nodded seemingly in acceptance at my answers.

"You know, I heard somewhere that guys reach some sort of sexual zenith just as they reach 20. Women generally tend to hit the same plateau from early to mid 30's" I innocently declared.

"I've heard that too. Listen, I don't feel awkward at all, but don't go telling anyone you came round to visit me. It's not that I'm not flattered or anything but well, some people might not understand, especially with my job, you know?" Karen said earnestly.

"I won't say a thing to anyone and I mean that, you have my word. I was rather hoping I might see you again and I really don't want to jeopardise that. My lips are sealed" I assured her.

We kissed again before she suddenly took my hand away from her pussy and pulled back.

"Not for long they won't be. Come with me" she said and rose.

We walked upstairs and entered her bedroom. Karen let me approach her and I kissed her again, before she pushed me away.

"Take your clothes off" she told me.

I felt a little vulnerable but incredibly excited as I slowly began to take my top off, then my jeans. My socks were off in a flash and as I tugged my boxer shorts down, my raging hard on stood out like a silent salute. Karen pulled me closer and as she kissed again, she began to lower herself to the bed, pulling me on top of her. Peeing of her top, her bra followed and my mouth found it's way to her neck. I began to kiss down and eventually reached her breasts. Taking one in my mouth, I suckled on it, while Karen wriggled her hands at her hips, deftly slipping both her skirt and her knickers off in the same movement. I moved to her other breast before her hand on my head helped me go down further.

Now I was gliding over her stomach and then her navel as my nose felt her pubes surround it. I kissed her mound then finally, my lips met her lips and I kissed her gently there before licking slowly up and down. I had went down on a few girls and really liked it, usually managing an orgasm from them and I tried to stop thinking about a technique and closed my eyes at moments to try and listen to what Karen was doing in terms of noises. I opened them to find her watching me lick her.

"Either you know what I like, or you're really good" she informed me as I had at last ventured my tongue inside her velvety folds.

"I want to make this as enjoyable as possible for you" I admitted and she looked at me hungrily.

"Well, just follow my lead. Listen for my sighs and change when I ask you to change and you'll be doing fine" she encouraged me.

Nothing was said and I took to my task with relish. They say when a man goes down on a woman, the excitement and his arousal tells his brain she tastes amazing and so it was with us. I thought Karen tasted better than any teenage girl I'd went down on and licked everywhere. As I began to drill my tongue in and out of her pussy, I thought about something else I'd fantasised about; licking a girl's ass. One of my ex's had let me when she was drunk, but no one else had and I figured tonight I might get the chance to do that.

"Karen, can I ask you something?" I ventured.

"Sure, as long as you keep doing this though" she bartered.

"Um, has a guy ever licked your ass before?" I asked her.

"Not often" she replied.

I kept going then she looked down at me again.

"Do you want to lick my ass?" she asked me.

I nodded, not daring to speak.

"Good. But keep doing this until I cum first" she told me, pressing my head into her pussy harder.

I resumed my consumption of her cunt until her thighs began to shake a little. Her sighs grew louder and soon, she had both hands on my head, mashing me into her as I moved up to take her clit in my mouth.

"Thats it, suck my clit until I finish" she urged me then she began a low moan that grew louder until she yelled out her orgasm, her thighs locked around my head as I struggled to keep hold of her clit and snatch a breath.

Finally, she stopped and I lapped at her for a bit longer, before she urged me up her body. Soon, my cock was bumping against her pussy lips and then I was inside her. She felt so warm and soft around me, like a jelly made from cashmere if that is possible! Karen groaned; I was 8 inches and she urged me to fuck her hard to start with. With my enthusiasm and youth, I fucked her for a good while before, she turned over, then got on all fours. I slipped back in and pistoned away. Karen was touching her clit while I fucked her and she began to cum again. I just kept going until eventually, I felt my own seed rise. Pulling out, I splashed over her back and she giggled as my hot cum touched her skin. She got some tissues from the bedside table and wiped my cum off, before turning around and we lay together, a little tipsy and both glowing with post orgasmic bliss.

"I feel pretty fantastic" Karen admitted.

"I feel like I'm in a fantasy I don't want to end" I said honestly.

"I didn't expect this. You dirty little sod. But we've only just started" she said to me and looked at me pointedly, her passion heightened by sex and wine, her confidence in full flow now too.

"You owe me an asslicking" she said, plumping up her pillows.

I slid down the bed until I was in between her thighs again and after kissing her pussy, I moved my mouth to her asscheeks. Licking between them, I sought her anus and immediately tried slipping my tongue inside. Once it had ventured thus, I took the the task if withdrawing slightly then thrusting in again.

"You're a natural" Karen declared with a mixture of amusement and lust as I settled into a rhythm of rimming her asshole.

"You're so sexy" I blurted out back to her.

We didn't say any more but Karen sighed at my efforts, before we spoke again.

"I feel so horny having this done to me" she admitted finally.

"Aren't I the lucky one" I assured her.

I was being turned on and even more so when Karen urged me up a little bit to tend to her pussy again. I went at it with eveything I thought she enjoyed and felt elated as she reached orgasm again. Karen didn't stop me as I mounted her again I fucked her for as long as I could, alternating between slow and deep to hard and fast until once again, I withdrew and came over her stomach this time.

"Okay, I need a breather" she told me and I stopped and we just lay together.

"What things do you like in bed Karen and well, like do you have any fantasies or favourite things you've done or haven't done yet?" I asked excitedly.

"Whoa, lots of questions. Mhhmm, well oral is my favourite, getting it I mean. But it doesn't always have to be the woman just lying back, there are much more fun positions. Some of them I've done, some I'd like to do differently or in a different way. So aside from actual intercourse, what do you like?" she asked me.

"The same. Well, giving oral" I said without hesitation.

"Really?" she asked a little surprised.

"Yeah" I admitted.

"Well, this could be lots of fun. If I get turned on later, I might need a helping hand to get me back to sleep but for now, let's get some rest" she said and we turned in for sleep.

About 6am, I woke to Karen shaking me awake. As I came to, she rose up on the bed and I saw her swing a thigh over my head then her pussy begin to descend. Although tired, I was 19 and sleep wasn't difficult to shake off. Not with such a tasty breakfast in front of me! As my tongue entered her, she sighed.

"I thought about doing this during the night I was so horny" she told me as I began to work my tongue on her.

"Best breakfast I've ever had" I joked as I ate her out.

"Mhhmm, you dirty sod. What are your plans then before you go back to Uni?" she asked me nonchalantly.

"Um, I'd love to see you again for more of this" I said in a flash.

"Aah, that's really good what you're doing now. Um, well that sounds pretty good to me. Keep your evenings free then" she asked me and I tried to nod although that wasn't easy at present!

I felt her juices began to grow in volume and as I lapped at her slit, I swallowed the tasty nectar. Karen was in her element; she looked almost regal poised above me and on impulse, I reached up to grab her breasts, while my tongue stayed devoted to it's task. Her asscheeks felt warm on my neck and I couldn't believe my luck. I was possibly going to be pleasuring this sexy woman all summer! It was definitely one way to motivate me and Karen's thighs locked to my ears as she ground herself to orgasm on my face, before slumping off.

"Shower" she managed to say and I got up to follow her.

We kissed and washed but she had to get ready for work; I tried not to think about the fact she was going to my old school and promised to be round that evening at 7pm sharp, before heading home to change and get to work. During the day, I was thinking about the night before and that morning and I was growing increasingly excited remembering it all. I texted Karen, who's number I had obtained that morning and told her I was looking forward to supper as well as breakfast. She replied back, asking me if I had any other fantasies and assuring me that a lot of supper was awaiting me! I had to go to the bathroom and sat on the seat in the cubicle, stroking my cock as I replied to Karen that short skirts might seem obvious but just totally did it for me. Karen then responded back saying maybe she could treat me in that way but said that wasn't really a fantasy and she wanted something nice and graphic to keep her going until evening. I thought about it and as I touched my cock and thought, it helped my mind think about various sexual positions. I smiled then started to text back. More than one fantasy tumbled out, as I said I wished I could be under her desk at work all day. I added that I had never had anyone sit on my face before and was really turned on by that before adding another, suggesting I'd thought about kneeling behind her too.

I didn't get a reply until about half an hour later, my phone beeped. It was Karen. She said that my response had her quivering with excitement and couldn't wait to sit on my face later, adding she would show me more things I could do to her while she sat on me like that. It went on, saying that it might be a bit hard for me to be under the desk at work but she loved the way my mind worked, especially kneeling behind her. I felt a little bit in awe of her. This wasn't some submissive young girl, eager to bag me as a boyfriend. This was 100% woman, expecting a damn good time from me and I willed the afternoon to be over.

A week went by and my family figured I was at a girl's house which was fine by them. I kept Karen's identity safe and as we'd agreed, I was round there every night. The excitement was wonderful but after 5 days of sex sex sex, Karen was feeling a little tender. Not that she wasn't horny, just unsure if she could take another night of her enthusiastic 19 year old lover pounding away at her relentlessly. So we decided to just do oral. Up until this point, I hadn't really thought about blow jobs but I had been down on Karen an awful lot of times, always ending with an orgasm for her. She also felt quite confident about her new found sexuality and having her pussy descend onto my face was now a familiar sight. This night, she was in a position we'd only tried the previous night and she faced my feet. I would lick her pussy for a while, then she would move her hips and I would be presented with her asshole. She did this each time the excitement threatened a premature orgasm and then she leaned forward. Her hand took my cock and then I felt her mouth on it. I was in heaven and lay back to gasp.

"Hey, don't you stop back there" she chided me and I immediately began to rim her again.

Karen would suck me then stop and pause for a minute, before doing it again. However, each time she did I gasped and eventually, she sat upright again.

"Sorry, that's what's so annoying about a 69. On paper, you think it's great but having someone do something to you is distracting and you keep stopping when I do that" she told me.




Real Selfish Lover Karen



"What's it called when I just do this to you in this position then?" I asked her.

"There is a name for it actually. It's known as a 68" she said excitedly.

"Mhhm, okay" I said.

"Hey, you don't talk dirty much for someone with a dirty mind" she asked me suddenly.

"Well, I don't want to say the wrong thing" I declared.

"Oh you won't. Tell you what, I'll use my hand on you if you keep doing this and talk dirty. Maybe what you like about doing this, or really dirty fantasies in detail" she asked me.

"Okay" I agreed.

Karen's offer to use her hand was better than nothing and she seemed to think this distracted me less than her mouth. I knew it would be a night or two before her pussy recovered to need my cock again so I thought at least her hand was better than nothing. Her pussy was presented to me again and I licked while I thought about dirty things to come out with. Perhaps the heady mix of having her delicious pussy over my mouth and just fancying her so much gave me the inspiration she no doubt wanted me to have but I found my voice and before I knew it, any embarrassment was forgotten as I just poured out some really naughty thoughts.

"I'd love to just kneel in front of you if you wear a really short skirt and lick your pussy until you cum" I started by saying.

"That sounds fun" she agreed.

"And kneel behind you to lick your ass while you boil the kettle or something" I continued.

"Oh I do like a good cup of tea" she joked.

"I'd really love for you to just like be in charge" I blurted out.

That seemed to surprise Karen and she slid her ass back over my mouth.

"Oh? Elaborate a bit" she said and began to wank me as I grew in excitement at her hand.

"Um, for you to be in charge of the sex. And I do as you say and do whatever you want" I said then groaned as my cum shot out and splashed over my chest and Karen's hand and wrist.

"Oh fuck, you are such a dirty boy. But that sounds great. I'd love to be a bit bossy. Right, build me up to an orgasm, this has got me so hot" she said and slid her pussy over my mouth again, sitting down more firmly.

My nose was practically between her asscheeks while my tongue worked on her and before long she was bucking on my face, her orgasm yelled out as I stayed with her to the end.

"So, you want a woman who's the boss in the bedroom and you'll do whatever she wants?" she checked, after her orgasm finally subsided.

"Exactly that. Well, specifically to do whatever you want, not just any woman" I added swiftly.

"You sure know how to suggest great ideas. Mhhmm" she said as she got off my face.

Karen didn't ask me to talk dirty any more that night but I licked her out again later and in the morning, I slid down in the bed to give her a morning orgasm before heading off to work. Later that day, Karen called me.

"Hi loverboy, listen I'm off work this afternoon and I'm off tomorrow too, I forgot to tell you. I've got some shopping to do in the city today and then I'm meeting friend for dinner through there, so I'm going to just get the train and then get a late train back. You'll have to amuse yourself tonight but can you get tomorrow afternoon off?" she asked.

"Sure, that shouldn't be a problem. What do you want to do?" I asked.

"Aside from ride your face? Well, one area you could do with improving in is impressing a lady outside of the bedroom. So you can take me to a hotel. Somewhere nice, but I don't want you to break the bank. Maybe you could look tonight" she offered.

"Of course, just leave it to me. So what are you buying today?" I asked her.

"You'll find out in good time. And I remember what you said last night. I can be very bossy when I'm in the mood. And tomorrow you're going to do exactly as I say, aren't you?" she answered sexily.

"Yes Ma'am" I replied, turned on.

"Ma'am sounds ancient. Karen will do, but just say it with respect" she told me then hung up.

I booked a nice country hotel for us on the Friday night and on impulse, made it a 2 night booking. She wanted me to come up with ideas, well I would do so! I finished work the following day and with my small suitcase packed, I drove to Karen's house to pick her up. She surprised me at the door, with a lovely summer dress, which really made her figure stand out. It looked great on her and I reckoned it would suit dinner at the hotel or daytime use. Bearing in mind we hadn't had intercourse for 2 days, I was climbing the walls with horniness and she probably knew it. We drove to the hotel and checked in. The girl on reception was about 30ish and looked at both of us. Karen looked superb for her age and I had donned a suit jacket and shirt, giving me just that little bit extra in terms of maturity but it was clear I was younger. The desk clerk smiled almost enviously at Karen as I'd booked the four poster suite and Karen acknowledged it with a smile back. We checked in but Karen asked me to wait until night time until we had intercourse. Instead, she sat on the bed as I knelt in front of her and licked her to orgasm, then we went out for the afternoon. Strolling around, Karen pointed out lots of secluded places in the hotel grounds before we returned to our rooms and showered before dinner.

The restaurant was discreet and we looked like any other couple. Wine was excellent and we had a bottle before ordering a whisky straight to finish off with. Karen downed hers in one and I did the same before we rose. We got to the front desk and Karen dropped our room key as it was handed to her. I knelt down and went to retrieve it as the desk clerk looked over to make sure I managed okay.

"Wait until we're back upstairs" I heard Karen say as my head had inadvertantly brushed her skirt as I retrieved the key

I went red as the woman at front desk grinned at Karen before wishing us a good night. We got into the room and I knew I would do whatever Karen wanted in order to fuck her. After having me strip naked, she undressed herself and walked to the window. We left the lights in the room off and I knelt behind Karen and began to lick her ass as she looked out over the moonlit grounds.

"You love my ass, don't you?" she asked me.

"I love it Karen. I love licking it, I love the fact you let me pleasure you back there" I said and I meant it.

I concentrated on the task at hand, taking her cheeks in both hands before attempting to spear my tongue as deep as possible into her. I repeated this manoeuvre until I felt I really couldn't get any more into her and she sighed a little as I did so.

"Okay, go and use the mouthwash, then come back and lie on the bed. And hurry, I'm feeling bossy" she added.

I jumped up and after a quick gargle, I lay on the bed, just in time for Karen to mount my face. I licked with as much enthusiasm as I could muster and she smiled down at my efforts.

"Mhhmm, I never pictured myself in this room, doing this a month ago. Just goes to show, you never know the delights that await" she mused excitedly.

"I never thought I'd be with someone I've had the hots for" I replied.

"Did you fantasise about me sitting on your face?" she quizzed me.

"Quite a lot. I'd never done it before but I thought about doing it with you" I replied, lapping away at her slit and starting to now swallow her familiar tasting juices.

"Well I've got a few ideas that turn me on too. This turns me on, but that's not what I meant. I went shopping for some nice things yesterday and if you're a very very good boy, I might let you see some of them over time, starting with tomorrow" Karen teased me.

"I'll do anything you wish me or tell me to do" I assured her honestly.

Karen grinned then and as her arousal increased, she began to ride my face a little harder until I was valiantly staying in place while she rode to orgasm. After it was over, Karen gingerly removed her sticky pussy from my face and I watched her recline on the bed. When she put her arms out, I leapt to them and her legs slid over my hips as I was fucking her at last. I avoided rushing to cum, although I really wanted to and varied speed. I would stop to kiss her then start again and eventually it was Karen who urged me to cum. When I was close, she pushed me off her and descended on me.

"Don't cum and if you can't hold back, warn me" she said then shocked me by taking me in her mouth.

I wasn't expecting it as she had never done this before and showed no desire to do it but I wasn't complaining! I'd had blow jobs a few times before but it was from girls my age and they happily went down until I came. Karen kept up her oral work for about 5 minutes before I warned her I was going to cum then she directed it at her breasts as I finally erupted. I fell back spent and she got up to wipe herself before returning to bed. In the morning, I slid under the duvet and began the day by licking Karen out. She feigned sleep at first but then just settled back to enjoy what I was doing and it was ages before she eventually came. Thankfully, she wanted me inside her and I moved up faster than a sidewinder.

After breakfast, Karen showed me her first surprise. She returned to the room and put on a mini skirt; with her supple thighs my eyes were on stalks as I stared at her and she smiled as she walked up to me.

"Lets get in the car before you end up on your knees" she whispered to me and I nodded.

I drove off and we ended up stopping at a village pub for lunch. It was a lovely spot and we were the only people seated outside on the lawn next to a river.

"You look amazing" I finally said.

"Thanks. This is a little treat for you" she told me grinning.

"Well, I think I could thank you for it" I said amourously.

"Dessert follows the main course, not before" she chided me jokingly.

"Karen, um, I'm just so, I mean jeez I always thought you were sex on legs but I feel like that cat that got the cream. I'm just glad you don't feel awkward about it all" I added.

"Well you're a young man, not a boy and we're not doing anything wrong. I don't think we'll be going out for meals in our hometown, certainly not this summer but there's always days away, weekends and of course we can eat in. But no, I don't feel at all awkward. I'm not that old I'm on the scrapheap. This is fun for us both, isn't it?" she added

"Absolutely. And I'm not some immature kid who's fumbling around life. I know what I like and I'm, well, you know how much I'm into you" I told her.

It was nice to kiss outdoors and I stroked her leg under the table as we finished our meal and had a tea to wash it down. Then we stood up to go and headed back to the car. Karen could feel my eyes on her legs and ass and looked over her shoulder at me.

"Okay, you can't stop staring so lets do something about it shall we?" she asked me.

I nodded and in a trance, got back in the car. I had a hard time not looking away from the road as she had deliberately let her skirt go even higher to distract me. We made it back to our hotel and went straight to our room. As soon as we were in, Karen leaned against the wall as I slipped to my knees. I felt incredibly excited and turned on as I slipped her knickers down her legs and held her short skirt up before leaning in to lick. Karen's hands came down and took hold of my head while my own hands held her thighs on each side, my tongue already far inside her wet slit. A mechanical arm wouldn't have been able to prise us apart; her juices filled my mouth and my head was intoxicated with the sight before me, her insistent hands pressing my head against her whenever I withdrew to breathe and of course her taste.

"Make me cum then we can be really dirty" she muttered as her sighs grew louder.

"Yes Karen" I acquised and sought her clitoris as her thighs shook against my face and I sucked and licked through her orgasm.

As it calmed down, I lapped lower and lower until she pushed me away. I grinned up at her and she walked past me, then glanced back.

"That was just for starters" she said and I followed her to the bed.

As soon as I lay out, she lowered her crotch to my face and as my tongue shot out, she moved forwards. Her scent was much stronger now as my nose slipped into her wet pussy and my tongue sought entry to her asshole, being welcomed after a few attempts.

Karen was really into it now and I felt her settle over my nose and mouth as she audibly sighed. Lifting just a little, she then pressed down again and began repeating this process. I kept my tongue ramrod straight and it let her asshole close over it and as she rose, my tongue withdrew almost fully, before being engulfed by it as she sat down again. It also meant her pussy did the same thing with my nose and being so enveloped in her taste and smell had my cock also standing to attention, although I guessed I would have to wait a bit before we got down to intercourse!

We continued like this; I was so involved in her aroma and taste, I just couldn't get enough of it and thrust into her ass as vigourously as I could. Karen seemed to be really enjoying it too, pausing on the downstroke and gyrating just ever so slightly, along with a lot of umming and ahhing. Eventually though, she looked down into my eyes intently.

"I want to fuck your face" she said her voice full of lust.

"Mmhhmm" I tried to say in agreement and nodded, which must have looked silly pinned under her.

Karen gathered I was up for it though and smiled as she slipped forward first, then back, bringing her sopping pussy over my mouth. I attacked it with gusto and she let me lick for a while before moving again. This went on for a while; I would pleasure whichever orifice was over my mouth then find her moving again. Karen started to use my chin too and I could feel the excitement building. I just concentrated on staying calm and making my tongue and face available while she gradually moved more and more on me.

As her arousal built, her movements became more pronounced until after half an hour she was literally fucking my face. Finally I felt her thighs tighten and she came hard as I tried to stay with her through it.

We were both still horny and she got up and bent over the chair at the window. I didn't need a 2nd invitation to come up behind her and slip into her wetness. Karen just leant forward and sighed as I filed her up with my cock, taking hold of her hips and slamming into her. I wanted her to know I knew how to satisfy her in every way and it felt great as she just relaxed and let me really fuck her.

"Oh, this is something else" she hissed at one point as I kept going.

"You are sex on legs Miss Chapman" I told her and she groaned as I began to slow down but go deeper.

After a while, both of us needed to change position and I took her to the bed and sprang on top of her, continuing where I'd left off. Eventually, I could hold back no longer and pulled out, shooting over her as she lay there. I was good to go again after a 5 minute breather and this time I lasted longer but we took things slower. Karen reached orgasm too with me stroking her clit while my cock filled her up and we took a short nap.

After dinner we had a couple of drinks in the hotel bar and the wine loosened our tongues or certainly the subject matter.

"Um, have you er, ever done role play?" I asked tentatively.

"Years ago, I dressed up for an ex boyfriend but I haven't made a habit of it. Why?" she asked me.

"Just I thought I should think of ideas you might like but I'd only want to do things you like" I added quickly.

Karen thought about it and smiled to herself then spoke up.

"You know what, maybe I could pretend to be teacher and you could be my bad student. Mhmm?" she asked me.

"Anything you wish. You're the boss" I said letting her know this.

She didn't say anything more but we kissed. I looked at Karen and she was miles away so I thought I'd ask what she was thinking about.

"Anything on your mind?" I ventured.

"Mhhmm? Oh just thinking about stuff" she said absently.

"What, like us?" I asked.

"Yeah. I mean, it's great at the hotel but we'll have to keep being careful at home. Not that I don't like being with you, but we couldn't walk into your local pub for example. People know me and they might say, oh she used to teach him at school" she said.

"Don't worry. There will be loads of opportunities to spend time together and to be honest, I'd rather go away somewhere. I'm free and obviously, you'll be off for summer with school soon so we'll be able to see each other almost every day. But you look like you're thinking of something specific" I pushed naughtily.

"I was" she answered with a stare right at me.

"Tell me" I tried to press.

"I'll tell you if you tell me why you asked about role play and if you wondered about anything specific. I've already suggested being a teacher. You tell me and I'll tell you what I was thinking about there" she challenged me.

"Okay. Well I brought it up because, well, you know I fancy you rotten and well, I thought we should do some role play. I'd love it if, well I don't actually mind what you dressed up in, but if you were um, quite dominant and um" I blurted out courageously.

"Um, what? C'mon I'm on tenterhooks now" she asked me.

"Um, well maybe going down on you an awful lot, you getting all the pleasure. I'd be putty in your hands if I saw you in a miniskirt" I managed to finish.

"Really? You have a dirty mind, but well, we should talk about this more. I'm definitely up for doing that. Although I'd probably wear those skirts indoors. Me getting all the pleasure? Mhhmm" she concluded excitedly.

"And what were you thinking about?" I asked her.

"Well, I thought about earlier when I was fucking your face and how much I enjoyed doing that and I think I'll probably want to do it plenty more times" she said and stood up at that point.

I followed her upstairs, trying to hide the fact I had a hard on! When we got in the room, both Karen and I seemed to have the same thought and she sat on my face straight away. We had sex afterwards and curled up for a nice night's sleep in the hotel. I woke pretty early, having not had much to drink the night before and being young and sprightly. I wanted to eat Karen straight away and slipped down the bed under the duvet so I could begin to lick her out. Karen woke up after a bit and I couldn't see a thing under the duvet but I could feel my way about. We spent a good hour with me just slowly licking her asshole and pussy under the covers until she came against my face but I kept thinking about role play and really hoped Karen would be up for a bit of short skirt wearing over summer! We had checked out by noon and both of us had work the next day; however, we only had a week left, Karen at school and me at the wine shop. As we drove back, the subject of holidays was brought up and we decided it would be great if we could head off for a couple of weeks. Karen said we should go on her pc one night to book something and we began to look forward to that.

The next day, I was at work when my phone beeped to warn me of a text. I opened and read it; Karen had sent me a message and I read it eagerly. Hi lover, I'm sat at my desk and really wish you were underneath it, pleasuring me while I get on with teaching the class. Ah well, can't be helped; just make sure you get straight over to see me tonight. And as for hols, I reckon I'll wear as little as possible if we head off, how does that grab you? she put to me.

I responded that I couldn't wait to see her after work and seeing her in very little clothes would have me drooling over her all holidays!

By 6pm, I was at her door and knocked before she answered. I was ushered in and Karen quickly the door and turned to me. I noticed she was still in her work attire, except her skirt which seemed to have been discarded. We kissed and I was quite happy to lick her out right there but she pushed me away when I was about to kneel down.




Real Selfish Lover Karen



"Hang on eager beaver, you can do that soon enough. Come through to the lounge first" she told me.

I followed like a puppy and spied about half a dozen skirts over the back of a chair. Karen took one and put it on, then walked to the centre of the room and turned to me. It was a very short forest green and I knew her knickers were still off as I approached. Before Karen could object, I knelt down and immediately sought her pussy lips, kissing them then licking up and down. She let me do this for a minute or so, then pushed my head back.

"Um, you look amazing" I blurted out.

"Good. Okay, next one" she said and walked off, peeling the skirt off before donning another and walking back to me.

This time, I bent to kiss one of her feet before scattering kisses up her legs until I licked her pussy again. She pushed me away after only a moment though this time.

"Incredible" I announced and she smiled, walking away again.

The next skirt was yellow and I can't recall the next colour but I repeated my devotions and Karen seemed to consider my actions almost as a seal of approval. A white one was donned next and she let me lick a little longer before finally changing to a tartan mini. As I saw her approach this time, I looked up at her first.

"If you wear that, I'll be your slave" I stated without hesitation.

Karen laughed at that then sighed as I sought her pussy again.

"My toy boy slave. Mhhmm, not such a bad thing I guess!" she quipped but I could tell she was turned on and I'd sort of meant what I said.

As far as I was concerned, she was sex on legs and I adored going down on her and having sex with her. I had also just been treated to what was in my mind the sexiest striptease ever and really wanted to give her an orgasm to thank her for it.

"I'll do this as often as you want, anywhere you want" I added, before sucking on her cunt lips.

"Aah, I've been thinking about your tongue being inside me all day. Ugh, that's so good and so silky. If we go away on holiday then, we could do this every day" she continued, becoming more aroused.

"First thing in the morning, last thing at night, then during the day whenever you want me to do it" I added sexily.

"Yes! Mhhm, that would be great. Morning swim, sunbathing after breakfast, orgasm before lunch. A post lunch one, a bit more sunbathing, then one before dinner and plenty more when we get home after an evening out. Guess you'll need some practice though" she added quickly.

"That's probably for the best" I responded humourously and I felt her hands on my head, pressing me in as I began to sense her excitement approaching orgasm.

"Remember when we were having that 68 and you said you wanted me to be in charge? Well, I can really let my hair down if we go on holiday and well, I think I could really get into that sort of thing" she said as she neared her first orgasm.

"That would be amazing. I'd do anything to pleasure you" I said with total honesty.

Karen clutched my head as she came and then we headed upstairs, where the sex continued. The next evening, I came round again and we booked a holiday on a Greek island for 2 weeks. It would be ideal, before the rest of our summer break back home and we were both looking forward to it, as we were due to fly out the weekend coming, 1 day after finishing work. The day came round and I picked Karen up, before we drove to the airport. The plane was painless and we checked into our resort around 4pm. Both of us changed into swimwear and dived into the pool, before heading to shower. We felt so liberated being away from home and Karen in particular didn't feel as awkward now, as no one knew us out here and she could do what she wanted with me. The afternoon soon became evening and after sex and a meal, we were both ready for rest. The next day dawned bright and I slipped under the covers, something I'd said I'd be happy to do each morning of the holiday anyway. Karen said that guys who tried to rush oral were obviously just trying to get it over and done with, something I never did. I stayed at a slow pace as she came awake and sighed as she realised she was being woken her favourite way. Knowing her taste and body's responses to my oral ministrations pretty well by now, I dipped down and as I approached her asshole, I opened my mouth. Karen let out a half amused groanlike sigh as she realised I had began to french kiss her anus. It seemed to relax her and she purred contentedly as I kept this up for some time before moving back to her pussy again.

"If anyone asks on holiday, you're 21 and I'm 31, okay?" she asked me.

"Yes gorgeous" I said quickly, already feeling so ready to please her any way she wanted.

"And we don't have to sneak around out here, so be as affectionate as you like. I want to feel desired" she told me.

"No one will be in any doubt how much I'm into you" I assured her.

Not long afterwards, she reached orgasm and for a few minutes, my world consisted of thighs, ass cheeks, pussy and juices I was swallowing whilst continuing to work her clit. And of course her hands pressed firmly down on my head. Eventually, we got up and went poolside for a few laps before ending up at the resort restaurant for breakfast. 

"Well, I hope that whets your appetite for the time being" Karen said smugly.

"I prefer eating you" I responded with a grin and she smiled.

"Don't worry, you'll be doing that every day here, several times a day. And tomorrow, we're going to have that day we talked about. A day where you do anything I want" she added, before casually leaving me horny and walking to a couple of loungers.

It was a private beach and as a result, it was quite excluded. We went for a dip in the sea and kissed in the water, Karen really feeling a lot more open about being with a guy than she would be with me at home. It was a great day of sunbathing, lots of kissing and touching and by late afternoon we headed back to our apartment and went for a quick siesta before an evening of food and drink. Both of us were tired from doing very little in the sun so we dropped off for an hour. It was just the tonic, as when we woke, both of us felt a little more refreshed. Karen got up and made sure our curtains were drawn, before climbing onto the bed and letting her pussy settle on my face. I didn't need an invitation and licked slowly to start with, before letting my whole tongue be engulfed by her wet lips. I sucked gently and lapped as deeply as I could before I felt Karen shift and her lips surrounded my nose, with my tongue finding her ass awaiting attention. I sought entry as I felt her rub her clit on my nose, then she slipped back to let me give her pussy some tongue work again. She didn't say anything, just enjoyed what I was doing and when her excitement rose, she began to fuck my face until her orgasm beat out and I swallowed her juices as they flooded my mouth. After some post orgasmic devotion, she slipped off me and lay on the bed exhausted. I moved to fuck her but she stopped me.

"Later, when we get back from tonight" she said breathlessly and I nodded in agreement.

Our evening was a drunken one in the end and both of us were feeling a little risque. Each apartment had it's own small terrace and as we'd booked a pretty decent place to stay, there were only a dozen apartments so plenty of room. I couldn't keep my hands off her but when we got back, Karen grabbed a glass of wine from our fridge and went outside to our balcony. We kept the light off so no one could really see us unless they were specifically looking but we were too drunk to have noticed that anyway. We kissed again, then Karen sat in one of our patio seats, her arms still round my neck. This had the effect of pulling me down too and I knelt to avoid falling over. When I felt her push my head, I dropped down and my mouth fastened itself to her cunt lips, one of her legs already over my shoulders before the other one joined it and Karen grabbed her glass to take a gulp of wine. We remained like this for a while, my efforts to make her cum being met with a drunken denial of her body reaching orgasm. Eventually, Karen put down her glass and gripped the edge of the seat with one hand, the other entwined in my hair, as she clenched her teeth to prevent a groan of lust escaping. Her feet drummed a rhythm on my back as I at last succeeded in bringing her off. We moved indoors and I had no trouble getting on top of her and slipping into her, such was my arousal.

After what seemed an eternity, I eventually pulled out and my cum landed over her back. Karen was already sleeping when I returned from the bathroom I followed her example and crashed out. The next morning, we woke and without even waiting for her morning orgasm, Karen wanted to have an early breakfast to shake the cobwebs away from the night before. We did so and then returned to our room. 10 minutes later, Karen was astride my face, towards my feet. She had the hangover horn and so did I. Occasionally, her hand would descend to stroke my cock or play with it, or she would just sit upright and let my tongue really work inside her.

"You taste so good today" I muttered as I ate her out.

"I feel so horny. I'm going to need a lot of orgasms today to bring me down to earth again. And you said you would do anything I wanted today. So let's just make this one to remember" she breathed excitedly as she moved around on my face.

"I'll do anything you want, put my tongue wherever you want it" I assured her.

Karen had me lick her for over an hour before she reached a massive orgasm. We then had wonderful sex before deciding to go for a dip in the pool. After about an hour, Karen told me we'd go back to our room again and had me get on my knees to eat her pussy again. As soon as she reached orgasm, she wanted to go back out and by the pool, she had me put suncream all over her body. I spent a great deal of time doing it and could feel eyes on me, no doubt wondering how Karen had managed to have me so utterly in thrall; it wasn't difficult as she was so sexy!

It was after lunch when we went back to our loungers and sat by the pool again that she had me put nail varnish on her, then blow on her feet to dry it. The veneer was waterproof but I felt quite exposed as I went about my task while Karen half lay on her lounger.

"You really love my pussy, don't you?" she said quietly to me.

"Yes sexy" I said equally quietly.

"And you want me to be a little more dominant and selfish? Remember you asked me to be like that a couple of weeks ago at home? Well, out here that could happen so easily. And if we both like the way it's going, we might continue it at home, but we would have to see if it worked first" she concluded discreetly to me.

"I would love that sexy" I almost whispered back to her.

"I believe you, as amazing as that declaration sounds. Well, for the next few days, you do anything I want" she informed me.

"When do we start?" I pushed, more aroused than ever.

"Soon. When I decide" she said, then pushed me gently away, while she turned onto her front to doze idly on her lounger while I lay beside her on my own one.

The next few days were blissful. I was going down on Karen as much as she could handle and despite my tongue starting to feel numb at the base, there was no letting up. When I wasn't pleasuring her, we were sunbathing, snogging outdoors, swimming or eating and drinking at night. By the 2nd week, we were tanned and enjoying our last 5 nights. Karen had gradually been less attentive to me and now our sex revolved solely on her pleasure. I would start each day by going down on her in bed. After breakfast, Karen might want another orgasm or choose to just have a swim instead. Then she would usually be in the mood for one either before or after lunch. She liked to have sex before we went out for dinner and that was my cue to fuck her and cum myself. Then after drinks, I would either go down on her in our balcony or indoors until she was tired enough for bed. Occasionally if she was really horny, she sometimes wanted me to fuck her first thing in the morning but last thing at night was about relaxation and that involved my tongue.

One evening, she was sitting on our balcony while I knelt between her thighs, just licking gently until she wanted to increase the tempo.

"You know, there are guys who have young girlfriends that blow them all the time. Like in the morning and maybe after work and every time they have full sex too. I guess this is just a role reversal" Karen surmised to me.

"I want to please you all the time" I assured her quickly.

"I know you do you greedy pussy licker! But how would you feel being like this when we got back? I mean, the thing is, I've sort of got used to this and well I think it would either have to continue or we'd have to make a clean split" she said.

I panicked a little at that and thought quickly.

"Please, I don't want things to stop. I'd be happy to go down on you as much as you wanted at home, I swear to you. Please let me do this every day" I implored.

"Hmm, well, I just thought I'd be honest. As long as we keep it up then" she said happily and sipped at her wine as my mouth glued over her slit now.

Taking my time, I began to french kiss her there, while she gave a small sigh at my efforts.

"I love pleasing you" I said in between snogging her pussy lips.

"Good. It's kind of nice to just enjoy an orgasm whenever I want, rather than have to wait. Hey, you might change your mind about me when you go back to Uni at the end of summer though" Karen surmised.

"I don't want things to ever stop between us" I immediately stated.

"I'm not ready to go indoors just yet. Go down a bit for now" she said quietly and I went straight to her asshole.

Karen relaxed even more and came closer to finishing her wine as she enjoyed my efforts. About 10 minutes passed when I felt Karen's thighs tighten on either side of me.

"Oh my. Go up a bit while I watch this" she said quietly and I moved back to her pussy at last.

"What are you watching?" I whispered up to her.

"You'll never believe this; there's a young couple below. They're hidden by the bushes partly but it looks like she's giving him a blow job. It's quite hot watching it and they don't know. Lick it faster" she said her voice betraying her lust.

My mind was wondering what the scene looked like and I absently reflected that Karen seemed content receiving and had certainly never offered me one. However, on saying that, she was sexy as hell and fucking her was just amazing. And I did enjoy going down on her. She always made it such an event, that each occasion seemed exciting.

"Ugh, I've changed my mind. Make me cum out here before we go in" she said excitedly and I began to up the tempo.

Her legs held me more securely and I heard her stifle a gasp as her hands pressed me against her and she came hard. Finally, I was released and turned around to peer down in the dark. I could see a couple walking away now.

"I don't think he came, they only did it for a minute" Karen told me and got up to go indoors.

I followed and we were soon in bed. I kissed her and was about to roll over to sleep when she gazed at me.

"I still want my usual one before sleep" she reproached me and I nodded, my head ducking under the sheet to kiss over her stomach.

When we returned to the UK, I had saved enough from my temporary job to still have spending money for summer and I'd returned to start writing a couple of short stories I was working on, part of a collection. Karen still had 6 weeks off too so pretty much most days were spent with one another. We were in bed after a fun day out and I was busily giving her head before we went to sleep.

"You know you said you wanted me to um like be more selfish and do anything for me? Did you really mean that?" Karen asked me in between sighs as I licked the length of her pussy.

"Yes. Every word" I assured her.

"I'll have a think. I could really get into that you know. But I'm liable to get carried away, I mean if I'm excited and you're being really submissive, it might bring out the monster in me from time to time" she checked.

"I would do anything you said" I assured her again.

"Well, let me decide how we go forward then. But if we do, I really might act quite aggressive, although you'll know I'm enjoying it" Karen surmised and sighed again as I began to tongue fuck her.

I was round at her house again 2 days later and entered to find a new sight greeted me. Karen had a very short skirt on and a blouse, unbuttoned past her cleavage. She watched me enter the lounge and pointed to the floor. I knelt and she went to retrieve something from the table and as she approached me, I realised it was a leash. Swiftly, she hooked it round my neck then attached a leather strap to it before sitting on the sofa. I shuffled along and once in front of her, she glanced at her crotch, then my face. I was about to taste her when her hand whipped sharply across my face. It wasn't sore, but was a little unexpected.

"Where are your manners?" she corrected me.

"Sorry Karen. Please, let me lick you" I implored her.

"It had better be good" she checked and let me begin.

"It will be" I stated with utmost sincerity.

As I licked, I could feel her eyes on me, looking down.

"Are you going to do anything I say, anything I want?" she declared lustfully to me.

"Anything" I assured her, trying to convey I really would in just one word.

Her hands pressed on the back of my head and her thighs now locked around me, pressing in too, mashing me against her pussy. I did all I could to fuck her with my tongue and kiss her pussy the way I would her mouth, all tongue and lips and sucking. It seemed an eternity until I felt her grip lessen just enough to gasp some air before she engulfed me again. I was surrounded by her taste and scent and became more turned on as I thought about the situation and this incredibly sexy woman was hungry for me to please her.

Karen began to sigh louder and then a gasp escaped her lips as I sought her clitoris. My face was soaked with pussy juice and perspiration, my nose and mouth so far into her pussy at points there were consumed by her.

"Ugh, make me cum my pussy slave!" she yelled and I latched onto her clit and felt her hands move too.

Now they tugged my hair back and forward, her hips mashing into my face and still I held her clit. At last, the orgasm his and her legs clamped me like a vice. Then slowly, everything softened and I managed to look up at her. Karen lay recovering for a minute, then her eyes returned to normal and she looked at me. A funny look came over her face and taking my chin in her hand, she slapped me again.

"You haven't said thank you" she admonished me.

"Sorry Mistress Karen, thank you for the wonderful orgasm" I assured her and licked over her pussy, cleaning every drop I could get at with my tongue.

"Okay, go lower for now" she said and I moved down to lick between her asscheeks.

After a while, my tongue managed to worm inside her asshole and I felt her relax, her legs resting on me now.

"Mistress Karen, may I ask a question?" I put to her.

"Yes, but don't stop what you're doing" she said.

"Well, I really love going down on you and um, I just wondered would it ever be something you do to me? I mean, well you did that one time, but erm, I just wondered" I put to her gingerly.

"Truthfully? I've never enjoyed it. I only did it that one time because I was pleased at all the oral, but now I know you love doing it to me anyway. Let me put it to you this way, would you rather fuck me, or just enjoy the odd suck?" she asked back.

"I love fucking you" I said earnestly and truthfully.

"Well, that settles it, that's what you get to do. But I do what I want" she added and looked pleased as I nodded agreement.




Real Selfish Lover Pat



I was 23 when I met Pat, who was 42 at the time. We were work colleagues and got on really well. Pat had dark hair hanging lustrously loose and a super pair of legs. She wore skirts every day and my gaze often followed her legs and ass around the room at work, or in the bar.

I'm not sure why, but we just clicked and the company was good socially. I would often be on nights out when other work colleagues went out, even the weekend. And then came the night I drunkenly approached Pat and began a conversation about her merits. At the time, she was on the verge of splitting from her husband and I'd not long ended a relationship so my compliments were well received, despite them being very explicit.

"Pat, why don't you come back with me for a bit before you go home?" I asked her.

"Dominic, I'm flattered but I'm married, besides I'm too old for the likes of you!" she offered back.

"No you're not and I know things aren't great at home. You know what I'd love to do?" I continued, quite drunk.

"What?" she asked intrigued.

"Get on my knees, hold your thighs and lick you to an amazing orgasm" I said.

Pat looked surprised, flattered, regretful and delighted.

"Dominic! Listen, if I was 20 years younger I'd love to" said Pat, regretfully.

"Come on, listen you wouldn't regret it" I pushed.

Pat admirably declined and we went our separate ways; on Monday it didn't seem to have brought any awkwardness to our working relationship at all. Indeed, I found myself getting on better than ever with Pat. She even gave me a lift home in her jeep later that week and we joked that the inside of her jeep had condensation and it how it must be from all the hot libido's in the vehicle. Then a month later, she split up from her husband. I saw her out a few more times and then it happened. It was a Friday and I was in the pub, close to the dance floor area. Pat was having a great time with Hazel, a friend and colleague of 40 and a few other women. She was staying over at one of their houses and was up for a great time. I had consumed a few drinks myself when Pat approached me at one point when I was standing on my own.

"How far is your flat?" she suddenly asked me.

"5 minutes away" I said, suddenly interested in why she might be asking that.

"Do you mind if I come back?" she asked me.

"Mind? Of course not! You mean right now?" I asked excitedly.

"I'm supposed to be staying at Tracey's anyway so I didn't have to rush back home anyhow and you know the situation with me and my soon to be ex. Look, wait outside and I'll say goodbye to Tracey," she told me.

I nodded, dumped my beer and went outside, waiting across the road. Soon, Pat appeared and walked across to me, as I watched her. She was wearing a green jacket and skirt, with sheer black tights and high heels.

"Lead the way" she said as she fell in step beside me.

We said very little until arriving at my flat, and then entered.

"Can I get you a drink?" I offered.

"Glass of wine if there's one going" she said smiling.

I returned with 2 glasses and we talked some more.

"Well, I'm free to have fun" Pat assured me.

"And you deserve it" I readily agreed.

I think part of me was keen to impress this sexy woman as she was older than me and I wanted to prove I could match up to any of her past experiences. When we kissed, it led to us hurriedly moving to the bedroom. I pulled her clothes off with haste and divested of my own, swiftly following her as she reclined on the bed. I kissed her again, moving to her breasts and across her stomach before approaching her pussy. Pat tensed excitedly at the first lick, then after a few minutes, I felt her relax and really enjoy the things I was doing to her with my tongue.

"So you like oral then?" Pat asked me conversationally.

"Yeah but I love giving. And I love doing this to you" I responded instantly.

Pat sighed as I began to tongue fuck her and playfully tussled my hair as I continued.

"Would you really have done what you said you wanted to the last time?" she asked, referring to the night I'd offered to get on my knees and pleasure her.

"Absolutely. And maybe you might let me sometime" I asked between licks.

"I think I probably will," she surmised.

I continued taking long licks with my tongue across her whole pussy, occasionally plunging it inside her and lapping at her juices. Pat eventually began to approach orgasm and I felt her thighs grip me as she came against my face, which she held tightly to her. Afterwards, she just lay as I licked inside her again but gradually, I found myself going down further. Pat seemed to have a surer idea of the next step than I did and tilted her pelvis ever so slightly so that her arse cheeks lifted just a touch. My tongue was now approaching her bum and she was still sighing and pressing down on my head. Whether she wanted me to lick her arse or whether she just assumed I was trying to do that I'm not sure, but before long, I was pushing valiantly to gain entry to a much tighter orifice. There was no longer any doubt that I was rimming her and Pat was utterly relaxed about this.

"Do you like this?" I asked her at one point.

"Of course" she said, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

I kept this up for a long time and eventually moved back to her pussy when she became more excited. Pat grabbed my head a second time as she came again and didn't stop me afterwards as I slid up her body and entered her. By now, I was a hard as diamond and Pat was a wet as a bottle of baby oil. We fucked for as long as I could last and I withdrew as I came across her stomach and breasts. I went down on her again, licking her to another orgasm before I plunged back into her with my stiff again cock. At last, I collapsed and she did too, both of us sleeping reasonably well.

In the morning, I woke and tiptoed out of the room, making a cup of tea. Returning, I put it on the bedside table close to Pat and silently slipped back under the covers. I found the shadowy outline of her thigh and slipping my head underneath it. Once in position, I parted dark silk and began to lick as gently as I could. After a while, Pat couldn't feign sleep any longer and lifted up the covers to regard me.

"You like my pussy, don't you?" she asked me.

"I adore it" I responded.

"I've not been licked this much in a long, long time," she reflected.

"I hope we can do all of this again" I asked her.

"I think we'll have to. I could get used to this" she said, then dropped the duvet back, covering me again.

"Is this cup of tea for me?" she asked.

"Yes" came my muffled reply.

"Keep it up and you can have a drink too" she cheekily responded, a clear reference to her pussy juices.

While she drank her tea, I drank her juices and licked her slowly. Once I heard the mug going down on the table, I quickened my pace until Pat came noisily again. Afterwards, I slipped upwards and mounted her again, eventually turning her round so I could fuck her doggy style. We rose not long after as Pat had to get home and I offered to drive her, agreeing to meet again soon.

We did meet the following Friday and it was almost a carbon copy of the previous week. I went down on her for many reasons but some of them were that I wanted to show her I was an attentive lover, so I strived to please her more. And I also wanted to impress her. I realised I also loved doing it to her and the following weekend, she told me the kids were at her ex husband's and the Friday was free. I went through and was delighted to find Pat wearing a skirt again, even at home. She invited me in and we made short work of a bottle of wine, opening a second one before long. Then suddenly, Pat leaned forward to kiss me and I responded. After a minute, she stood up, turning to rest her bum against the windowsill while I looked at her.

"Remember the first time you ever said something sexual to me?" she checked.

"Of course" I assured her.

"Well?" she asked me, looking intently.

I stood up and approached her, as she looked hungrily at me approaching. When I stood in front of her, she put her hands on my shoulders and pushed. I knelt, bunching up her skirt, which revealed she wasn't wearing tights, but a sexy pair of hold ups. I slipped her knickers off and leaned forward to take a tentative lick.

"You look so sexy in hold ups" I managed to say.

"I wore them with this in mind" Pat told me proudly and I responded by putting my hands on her arse cheeks while my face pressed further into her crotch.

Pat's hands held me steady there anyway and I vowed to give her an orgasm she wouldn't forget in a hurry. I told her how unbelievably sexy she was in between licking her all over and pistoning my tongue in and out of her. In my excitement I blurted something out.

"I'd love it if you sat on my face later" I said huskily.

"Really? Fuck, I'd love to do that. Alright, we will as soon as I cum" she said, urging me to make her do so.

I finally did and we immediately went to the bedroom.

Pat had asked me a few times if there was anything I really wanted to do when we had a night in. On one occasion I'd told her it would be really kinky if I just knelt in front of the sofa and ate her pussy all evening until she finally was desperate for a good fucking and to be selfish about it all. Well, a couple of weeks later Pat told me her youngest was at his dad's and the daughter was staying at her boyfriend's place. I looked forward to a night of great sex but when I arrived Pat wasn't so friendly. She was wearing a fairly short skirt though so I was encouraged that I'd be getting down with her soon. Once in the lounge, she sat down but stopped me when I was about to do the same.

"Kneel in front of me," she said and I did so, slowly wondering if my suggestion a few weeks before was on her mind.

Pat let her thighs hook over my shoulders, drawing me in and revealing no knickers. I began to lick as she watched me for a while, before she eventually spoke.

"Well, you suggested this, I just hope you have the stamina. I'm tense and horny so you have a long evening ahead of you down there" she told me tartly.

"You mean me going down on you?" I asked cautiously.

"What else? You should enjoy it, I'm not moving for a while" she reinforced.

Pat didn't either, except to get up and use the toilet twice. She would just relax at points as I licked gently or take hold of my head and thrust herself against my face. After an orgasm, she would have me go down and gently lick her arse until I was busily rimming her while she recovered from orgasm. My face was soaking and twice she stopped me to have me clean her juices off her whole crotch area and thighs with my tongue. By the second orgasm, my tongue was feeling strained but Pat wasn't joking about being horny and showed no signs of letting up as I was pushed to her arse again.

"Maybe I could fuck you and then continue this," I said, hoping the idea of a good fuck in between oral would appeal.

"Uh uh. We're here for one thing and that's for me to cum over and over. When I can't take any more, we might go up to bed but until then, you're staying put," she stated confidently.

Pat stayed true to her word. She had 4 orgasms over the course of the whole evening. By the end of the second one, she let her weight press down on my shoulders, revelling in what an amazing evening she was having. Being so turned on, she freely told me that she loved the fact I was so dirty and the way I would lick her everywhere, even her arse. Pat began to relax even more and became more and more turned on as events continued. By this time, I was holding her arse cheeks in my hands, my mouth pressed to her arse and my tongue spearing as far as I could into her. It brought my whole face to press against her pussy as I did so.

"I can't believe I'm still so horny. I could have another couple," said Pat excitedly.

"Whatever you want. I'm here for the long haul," I said helpfully.

"Aah, I know you are. That tongue. You are so filthy. Go as deep as you can" she insisted.

I responded by driving my tongue in even more until I couldn't go any further while my nose bumped against her slit.

"That's it you dirty bugger. Your face is soaking" she remarked, looking down at the sexy sight in between her thighs.

"I'll lick up all your juices," I mumbled before resuming rimming her.

"Yes, make sure you do. Fuck, I'm so horny. Is that tongue in as far as it can go? This feels so good; I want that tongue just as deep in my pussy again later though" she insisted, pressing on the back of my head to get my tongue as far up as possible.

It seemed to go on for a long time, just the sounds of obscene licking and dirty comments from Pat while I did it to her. Eventually, though I moved up to her pussy at her insistence.

Pat became more confident about stating stuff, declaring this wouldn't be the last time I'd be using my mouth so much and by that fourth orgasm, she was pretty vocal too. As her thighs let me go, I helped her stand and followed her upstairs. She did let me fuck her, but she was tired and lay there as I fucked her with all the pent up arousal I'd kept in check all evening. However, she let me repeat the performance again in the morning, after some tongue work from me first again.

We became dirtier; Pat would give me a lift home, which was just a pretence to stopping off in a country lane en route. She would stay in her seat and roll it back to create plenty of room in front where I would then kneel down. She wore hold ups rather than tights so it was easy to let her sexy legs rest on my shoulders while I parted her knickers to lick her sex. The road we went back by was quiet and there was a particular layby we used. Pat would roll down her window while she just enjoyed the feeling of my tongue inside her. She also wanted me to give her compliments so while I ate her pussy, I would tell her how sexy she was, how delicious she tasted, how much I absolutely adored giving her pleasure and a whole list of other compliments. Of course, this turned her on even more and she would have me go lower and lick her ass, keeping the compliments up too. I would look up to see her smiling, just looking out the car window while she was being rimmed and told how much of a sex goddess she was. With the talking in between oral, I would be down there between 1 to 2 hours until she had cum twice and decided to resume our journey.

Amongst the compliments I gave her, she liked it when I was very graphic in my vocabulary too. It really turned her on if I would describe in great detail how I enjoyed being her asslicker and she often became even wetter when I came out with stuff like this.

That was probably when I started to look at her as being superior and start to fantasise about her being dominant with me. Whenever she gave me a lift now, we would always stop off for oral and it had progressed from a fun liaison with compliments and fantastic oral sex to me begging to lick her pussy when she would have me laving her ass for a half hour and by now I was also thanking her for the opportunity to bring her to orgasm. Eventually when I was down there one day, the subject came up.

"I adore giving you so much pleasure" I said at last.

"Mhhmm, I enjoy you doing it" she shot back, glancing down at me with a half smile.

"I'd love it if" I trailed off, embarrassed to continue.

"Hey, don't stop. What were you going to say?" she asked me, clearly aroused.

"Well, um, I would really love it if you were more selfish" I blurted out, a little embarrassed.

Pat didn't respond right away and I looked self-consciously at her pussy and resumed licking inside it.

"I can tell you mean that too. Fuck this is making me so hot. So you want me to be what, dominant, is that what you're saying?" she pushed me.

"Yes" I said quietly.

"I can't believe you're so giving. Fuck, it makes me so wet, swallow my juices. Don't let them drip onto my car seat" she hissed excitedly.

I lapped and began to suck and swallow her delicious nectar while she sighed lightly at my efforts.

"Oh yeah, this is going to be so good. Are you going to be my sex slave then?" she asked quickly.

"Yes, I'd love that" I admitted, swallowing excitedly.

"So would I; you've awakened a side of me I like a lot. You're going to give me head all the time whenever I want and you're going to beg to do it too" she continued, clearly aroused beyond belief now as I pleasured her while she thought of ways to assert her dominance over me.

"Fuck, why didn't we do this earlier? No matter. I've always wanted an amazing lover. So what should you call me then? Ma'am? Mistress? Mistress Pat has a nice ring to it I think! And you will be going down on me all the time, as much as I can handle at any rate. That's it, now go lower and lick my bum, yeah like that. Where was I? Oh yeah and another thing. Now that you've asked me this, it's too late to back out. I am not going through the disappointment of you offering yourself on a plate to me only to withdraw the offer. Hey, why is it that you want me as your Mistress but you've stopped giving me compliments?" she suddenly asked me.

I immediately started up with a string of compliments as she settled back and relaxed, just enjoying her younger lover tell her how incredible she was while he rimmed her.

Pat continued thinking up ways I could please her; increasingly our sex life focused on her pleasure anyway, mainly receiving oral and the rest fell into place around that so my sudden suggestion wasn't that out of place and we were both clearly turned on by the idea. Blurting out that I wanted to hand even more pleasure and power to her, really turned Pat on. She told me a few months later that it was fantastic knowing she had a lover in his twenties who would do anything she wanted. But that afternoon, she kept me in the jeep for a while longer, occasionally thinking of an idea we could try in which would be all about her.

Once Pat felt we'd established ground rules, she told me she would be out tomorrow night with her friend Hazel and a few others and I could join them midway through the night.

Saturday night came round and I found Pat in the bar with the gals, a mixture of ages from Pat's age down to Tracy at 28. I offered a round of drinks and could tell a few glances were put my way; Pat was obviously revelling in the fact she had a fit young lover to go home with. I also had my first taste of how she would try to show superiority when I sat in a booth at one point with her, Hazel and Tracy.

"Get us more drinks head boy" Pat told me and I jumped to do so.

When I returned, they were looking at me with amusement.

"I told them why you're my head boy" said Pat drunkenly.

I gulped as I realised she was really pushing me but I was hugely turned on. I was even more embarrassed when a drunken Hazel asked me how Pat had managed to have me so submissive to her needs and if I had any friends who loved going down so much, to send them her way.

Pat seemed to revel in her new found sexuality and I noticed even other guys seemed aware of her confidence, one of them attempting to chat her up at one point. However, she soon must have decided she was becoming more horny and announced we were leaving. We said our good byes and Pat was beaming with a beatific smile at her clearly envious friends' stares as we left.

Once back at my place, she was even more aroused and wanted to sit on my face; I stripped and lay on the bed as she peeled her clothes off drunkenly, before clambering up the bed and sitting down heavily, her pussy settling over my mouth.

I immediately began to lick her pussy and noticed she was watching me intently. At 44, Pat wasn't overweight at all, but her legs weren't skinny either. Rather they were just sexy as hell, full thighs kept in check by regular visits to the gym and as she drunkenly settled on my mouth, her weight pressed down too, adding to the excitement I felt and of course being at her mercy. At first, she seemed content to let my tongue do the work and even let out the odd sigh, indicating she was enjoying it. The alcohol was preventing her from reaching her orgasmic peak though and this boiled over into frustration gradually. Pat didn't say anything as such, but her hips began to move almost involuntarily and her crotch moved possessively over my face. Within 5 minutes her occasional movement was now a steady back and forth grinding which let her stimulate herself on my chin, mouth, lips and nose. The steady fucking limited me to gulping in air then leaving my tongue out for her to slide over. I'm not claustrophobic in the slightest so I found it no problem but Pat had heard my breathing become louder.




Real Selfish Lover Pat



"Gasp all you want, but I'll move when you've given me an orgasm" she said to me.

I tried to nod, which I could barely do and looked up at her.

"Yes Mistress Pat" I managed to say and she looked down at me.

"Ah yes, Mistress indeed. Well, help me cum then" she stated and moved into the final stage of her build up to orgasm.

The pace increased and Pat was now moving faster, back and forth on my lower face and lifting her asscheeks up when her pussy was over my mouth then pressing her cheeks down hard onto my mouth which of course meant my nose slipped into her pussy. Then she would slide back down my face again. As she did this faster, her legs held me harder too and I could feel myself more aroused as she simply used me to cum. When I thought I couldn't take any more she moved even faster and now she was getting closer to that plateau of pleasure. Her pace increased and she was now grinding down hard and fucking my face as fast as her crotch could move. She looked amazing poised above me, groaning as her orgasm came closer and finally her thighs clutched my head like a vice as she screamed out.

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming on your face!" she yelled out as her orgasm hit hard.

I did what I could and it wasn't for a full 5 minutes that she went from fast to medium to slow and finally stopped moving altogether. My face was red and glistening as she rolled onto her back and let me kiss down her body as she lay back recovering from orgasm

"Talk dirty to me" she said suddenly and smiled as I began to compliment her, telling her what a privilege it was to have my face fucked by her.

"You know, my marriage meant all the things a woman should gradually enjoy and look forward to never happened. I mean, I love sex and I love oral more than anything but in my twenties, I compromised far too much. Well, no more. I'm going to enjoy all the things I could never enjoy sexually before. I'm putting my desires first for a change and I know exactly what I want. I want to be made to feel like the sexiest woman in the world, I want an orgasm whenever I feel like one, I don't want to have to run around doing what a guy wants, I've had enough of that. It's time a guy realised he should be making an effort for me. I'm just warning you, because this isn't a phase, this is what sex will be like with me" she declared proudly.

"Whatever you say Mistress" I wisely concurred and she sighed in amusement at my subservience to her declaration.

"I remember being 17 and kneeling down to give my first blow job. Well, that is just a silly memory now. From now on, I'll be the one standing and enjoying my man doing all the kneeling. Hey, that reminds me. I have to get some skirts which flare out a bit, you know, if we end up out somewhere and I get too frisky to wait until we are indoors" she continued, obviously enjoying the idea of what I would be doing to her and what she fully intended to enjoy.

After a very long session of being licked out, Pat was shaking to another orgasm and made no objection when I eagerly mounted her and slipped my rock hard cock into her wet folds.

Over the next few weeks, Pat enjoyed the odd bout of socialising, letting me buy her drinks basically and having the feeling of being wined and dined by her younger lover. For my part, it meant regular oral sex for her with intercourse thrown in for good measure. We would still stop off in her jeep about twice a week and she stayed over at my place almost every weekend now, or I stayed with her. She likened our sexual liaisons to having a great meal then being handed the dessert menu. Often, I would bring her to orgasm then lick her gently and gradually build her up to a second orgasm, before she would let me fuck her. This was her way of saying she wanted dessert first.

She had already commented a couple of times that she thought I was very handsome and it turned her on no end to fuck my face hard, knowing I would let her, yet other girls had no idea what a total pussy hound I was.

Then a few weeks later, Pat was moving to another part of the business and was hosting drinks in the usual haunt in town for close colleagues and friends. As the evening wore on, people made their goodbyes until Pat was still there with just a few friends and me. The bar was quiet as it was a Thursday and having the Friday off meant Pat had picked a week night to have drinks. Of course, most people were working the next day hence the bar slowly quietening down. At one point I was speaking to her as she about to use the women's toilet when without warning she grabbed my hand and ventured in. It was empty and she proceeded straight to the end stall, of which there were only 3. I was slightly worried about being thrown out by a bouncer at this point, but Pat was drunk and past caring. She used the loo quickly then stood up, ushering me to sit on the toilet lid. When she realised this wouldn't have me at waist height, she had me kneel instead and held back her knickers with a gleam of arousal in her eye.

"Hurry up" she urged and did I ever.

Part of me had to admit this was exciting but another part of me thought about being caught and reasoned speed was of the essence. However, alcohol has a funny way of delaying orgasm and Pat was only halfway there when the main door opened and we heard voices. A few girls were together and none of the voices sounded familiar but I could hear a discussion about make up and then some of the cubicle doors near us being slammed shut. One girl seemed to still be at the mirror as her voice was further away and they kept up a conversation. The girl must have approached the cubicle we were in because she tried the door and that's when I realised Pat hadn't bothered to lock it. To her credit, Pat didn't panic too much but the girl let out a silent gasp. Pat shrugged her shoulders in apology and dropping her skirt, simply walked out of the cubicle and headed for the exit. I hurriedly scrambled to my feet to follow when the girl gasped again; it was someone I was at school with and she was probably only 2 years older than me. She didn't look embarrassed, just really surprised as it was evident I had been performing oral sex on an older woman. I went bright red as I mumbled a whispered apology and followed Pat to the door. Once there, I pretended to be on my mobile so that it may have just looked as if I'd stumbled into the wrong door whilst talking but no one seemed to notice. I assumed Pat would want to leave immediately but instead she asked me to get a round of drinks in for her, Hazel and Tracey, who were still out with her. I did so and walking back to the table, I saw my old school colleague with her friends. She perhaps hadn't told them what she had witnessed as none of them gaped at me, but she smiled a knowing smile and stopped to talk.

"Long time no see" she quipped sarcastically.

"Um, hi Lynsey. So you still live in town then?" I asked.

"Yeah. You bought a flat near the park last I heard, didn't you?" she asked me.

"Yeah. Good investment. Well, I'd best be going" I stammered.

"Sure. Hey, my friend Jenny, she's the one over there wearing the red skirt and white blouse. Well, she really likes you. Don't worry I won't say anything about what you were up to she's a great girl. She usually goes running in the park every Monday" she added, smiling as she walked off.

I was intrigued and slightly turned on. Jennifer wasn't a classic beauty, rather a girl with a fairly sexy body and long dark hair, 2 or 3 years older than me. I wondered if she meant something innocent and then reasoned I should forget whatever it was as Pat would be furious if I even looked at anyone else.

CONTINUED IN REAL SELFISH LOVER JENNIFER



Real Selfish Lover Wendy Ch. 01



Wendy

Wendy was my first proper girlfriend, well the first girl I'd had sex with. We were both legal in the UK to do it and a year later we'd left school and she was working for a year before going to Uni, as was I. Wendy was only 5ft tall, me being 6ft but this in no way gave her a small personality. Indeed, she was increasingly confident in our relationship as it went on.

Wendy had great legs and an amazing ass. The first time we had sex, I was excited as hell. I went down on her in a nightclub toilet then she straddled me and I entered her. It was so good; on the way home we stopped in a park to repeat all this. The next day I met up with her at one of her friend's houses and we did it again.

After that, things only got hornier between us. We were both careful that I always wore a condom and when I came, I would often withdraw at that moment just in case. She lived with her gran (this is true believe it or not) and one evening, instead of catching a bus back to my folks house, I stayed over. That night, we were incredibly excited at all this but didn't take advantage of the situation to have even more sex. However, that changed on the 2nd occasion. By now, I'd realised Wendy really loved receiving oral. In fact, when I'd met at her friends house on only the 2nd occasion we met up, I was licking her pussy and brought my fingers up to enter her. She took my hand, removed it and pressed my face back into her crotch. I realised it was my tongue she wanted!

So the 2nd time I stayed over at her place, her gran almost caught us. She entered the bedroom asking if Wendy wanted a hot chocolate before bed. She declined, all the while I was hiding under the duvet. Underneath Wendy had a nightie on and nothing else. I heard the door closing and glancing down in the near dark of my confines, I located her legs and slipped in between them. Within seconds I was licking her gently while one of her hands rested comfortably on my head. After about 10 minutes, I spoke up.

"Have you ever had an orgasm?" I asked quietly.

"Not with someone else. I think I almost did the other day at my friend's though" she replied excitedly.

Wendy was referring to when I went down on her for quite a while before I fucked her. I thought about this.

"I really want to give you one" I said suddenly.

"Wow. Well, you're staying the night so I hope I can manage. I'll tell you how what I like" she said.

I assumed she meant she would tell me what she liked orally as I was running my tongue over her lips and she did. Over the next 20 minutes she encouraged me not only to lick up and down her slit but to slip my tongue inside her. This was a new sensation and I enjoyed the way she clearly loved the feeling of my tongue thrusting in and out of her. I noticed she was wetter than normal and excitedly licked around her pussy, catching the stray juices. She seemed to enjoy this too, even when my tongue ran over her groin, ass cheeks and thighs. Soon though, it was back in her pussy and then she gave me some more help.

"Move up a bit, mmhhm, yeah there but put your mouth over and suck gently too" she told me.

I had located her clitoris and I felt very pleased with myself as I ran my tongue over it whilst alternating by sucking it gently. Wendy began to gasp a little but when she felt me hesitate, she pressed down on my head.

"Don't stop. Keep doing that" she hissed then her thighs suddenly tightened while I continued to stimulate her clitoris.

Eventually, she calmed down and I moved up her body, until we lay together. Wendy looked at me with a smile.

"That was awesome. I can't wait until we do that again!" she declared.

Her hand found my cock and she began to stroke it. I wondered if she would move under the covers to take me in her mouth, but she just continued playing with me. Eventually, I reached over for a condom and she helped me slip it on before I mounted her. We fucked quietly but excitedly, both of us just enjoying this new sensation of sex. It seemed to go on for a while but eventually all my delaying tactics failed and I came, sighing gutterally before I moved off her. We lay just enjoying the moment before cuddling up.

"Um, are you not keen on you know going down?" I decided to ask her.

Wendy tensed a little and I worried I'd offended her.

"Why?" she asked.

"Nothing. I just, well you know, I just wondered" I said amiably.

"Well I've not done it before. And I'm not in a rush to either. So quit hassling me about it" she said.

"Sorry, I wasn't hassling you. I just wanted to know" I tried to pacify her.

"Well now you know so drop the subject okay?" she shot back.

I shrugged my shoulders and nodded. She seemed to relax then, cuddling into me more and we drifted off to sleep eventually. However, later on she shook me awake.

"What's up?" I asked her.

"I can't sleep. It's your fault" she whispered conspiratorally.

"Oh?" I asked, still not fully awake.

"You made me cum earlier. And I want another one" she pressed.

"Yeah, okay" I said, trying to kiss her and guiding her hand to my cock to help it get even harder.

"No silly, the same as before. Hurry up" she urged, her nightie already pulled up to her waist.

I slipped under the covers instead and once in between her thighs I was surprised by her wetness. She was definitely aroused! I began to lick as before, remembering this time to slip my tongue inside her. But when I moved up to her clitoris, she stopped me.

"Don't be in such a rush. Wait until I'm ready for that" she said so I went back to her pussy.

She wasn't in a rush to orgasm and I lost track of time below the covers but I was hoping we would have sex afterwards so I figured if she enjoyed this enough, I'd get my end away too.

"This is fantastic" she declared out loud.

"Do you enjoy it then?" I asked.

"Yeah. But promise you'll make me cum every time" she said.

"I promise" I declared.

"Good. Now try something else. Slide your tongue all around me, like all over the place for a few minutes then go back to my pussy" she urged.

I began by kissing her thighs, before remembering to use my tongue and licked them, moving towards her groin. She sighed and I continued, kissing one of her very taut bum cheeks. She sighed again and I licked over the other one. When I crossed back, this brought my tongue close to the dark opening below. Wendy's thighs widened and I licked there for a few moments, just running my tongue over her asshole. Soon, I was venturing back to her pussy and she let me get in position as I began to lick her out again. After another while, her legs shuddered and her hands pulled at my hair until I was moving to her clit. Remembering the lessons earlier, I licked over it and sucked as she groaned her way to another orgasm. Once she reached it, I slid up her body and she let me slip inside her. At one point, she turned around on all fours and I grasped her hips, slamming into her as she sighed and ummed and oohed while I pistoned like a jackhammer in her. Eventually, it was too much and I came too. We snuggled up again and in the morning, I left quietly before her gran woke up.

The following weekend, I told my folks I was staying at my friend's house again when in truth, I was going to stay over with Wendy. As soon as her gran was in bed, she was urging me down her body again and seemed even more excited than usual. I licked her the way I knew she enjoyed now but she wanted more.

"Do that thing all over me again" she said.

I was soon pleasuring her luscious thighs and ass cheeks and once again I took a brief lick of her ass. I was about to move up to her pussy again but she stopped me.

"Keep doing that" she said so I continued, just licking her tight opening for a while.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" I said confused.

"Why don't you lick inside?" she quizzed me.

"Um, sorry, I didn't realise you meant that" I said.

I pressed my tongue to her and thrust. It was a different sensation from her pussy but after persevering I gained entry. Not knowing what to do but finding it fairly instinctive, I began to thrust in and out.

"So good. Um, do it for a bit longer then lick me out again" she managed to utter before a long sigh escaped her.

I settled into what I was doing and after a lot of thrusting I moved back up to her pussy. She was soaking and I wasn't just licking her, I was swallowing her copious juices too while she revelled in her enjoyment.

"We'll do that again too" she said.

It wasn't a question, it was a statement and I wasn't offended or bothered. If she liked it, then we were doing it!

A little later, I felt the familiar shaking and moved up to her clit while she came against my face. Much later, after some great sex, I lay almost drifting off to sleep.

"I can smell me on your face" she said grinning at me.

"I can go rinse my mouth with some toothpaste?" I offered.

"No point. You'll just be doing it later again anyway" she told me.

However, the toothpaste thing was something that happened on another occasion!

By now, it was pretty clear Wendy looked forward to oral as this was how she reached orgasm. And every week I stayed with her and gave her several orgasms. On one night, she had 4, which I'll go into more detail shortly. We would also do other kinky things. I had passed my driving test and took her for a drive out in the country one day. While I was driving, she leaned over to my ear and whispered to me.

"Why don't we pull over? I'm really horny" she said.

TO BE CONTINUED!



Real Selfish Lover



"Do you want to stay over?" she asked.

"I'd love to" I replied excitedly.

"We'll have to be quiet and you need to leave before 7am okay?" she explained.

"Understood. I will" I replied and followed her upstairs.

We got into bed but when I joined her, we could hear the springs squeak.

"Fuck, I didn't realise it would be this noisy" she said.

"We can still be quiet," I said but she shook her head.

"Come on, please" I said kissing down her body as she reclined on the bed.

This bit she didn't object to, as the bedsprings certainly didn't squeak through going down on her. I was as hard as concrete and after a long orgasm, she let me kiss my way back up but as soon as I entered her, she grimaced as the bedsprings started squeaking again.

"It's too noisy, I don't want to be heard," she said frustratedly.

"What are we going to do?" I whispered.

"You've left me still horny. Hang on, lie on your back," she said and I eagerly did so, thinking she was going to straddle me.

She had other ideas however, although she did straddle me. It was my face. Her pussy, admittedly delicious, settled over me and I began to lick her again.

"I'm really horny tonight so do it again before we go to sleep" she said quietly.

"What about me?" I asked.

Her eyes narrowed as she looked down at my face.

"Look, it's not my fault the bed is noisy, is it?" she quizzed me.

"Of course not" I said.

"We're still doing stuff. You like doing this don't you?" she swiftly checked.

"Um, yeah of course, I love it" I quickly responded.

"I thought as much. Now make this a good one to get me off to sleep. And listen, if you want to do something about the situation, arrange for something so we can get around it" she said helpfully.

That said, she became more comfortable, telling me to pause a few times so her orgasm wasn't too rushed. Occasionally, she slid forward so I could lick her arse while her pussy greedily sought my nose. She found this arousing to watch and slid back so I could lick her fanny again.

"I'll need to practice muffling my mouth when I cum" she said conversationally then sighed as I brought her closer to orgasm.

Eventually, she did muffle her cries of lust, as I brought her off again. Then she slipped off me and under the covers. I lay tossing and turning, too turned on to sleep but aroused at what we'd did. I ended up leaving at 6am in the end and went home to get ready for work. I had to wait until the following Monday when she asked me to come over again. This time, I also asked if she might be free that Saturday and was delighted to get her agreement. Finally, I would get to fuck her!

"You'll be pleased I can make it out on Saturday" she said half amused.

"I'm delighted. Always am when I can see you" I said.

"You're getting to see me tonight" she said, starting to wind me up.

"Yeah, but well I know we won't be doing a lot," I said.

"Is that a fact? Well see about that. I ken exactly what we're going to do" she said smugly and stood up.

"Coming?" she said and left the room.

I followed upstairs and into bed. She glanced down at her pussy then at my face, not having to say what she wanted me to do. I started kissing down her body right away.

"Listen, Saturday you can get rid of some of your frustration but I don't have to wait that long, do I?" she said.

"No" I replied muffled below the covers.

"But during the week we can do this. If you want things to work out, then I'm happy things being this way. And just remember" she finished off with.

"Remember?" I asked.

"I get all the pleasure and that's what counts," she said smugly.

"Of course" I replied.

I kept tongue fucking her while she became more turned on and 5 minutes later she seemed to feel completely justified at her decision.

Despite the fact that I was pleasuring her and she was content to indeed just receive all the pleasure, it seemed quite normal. She had a lazy orgasm before I departed in the morning again but on the Saturday she was a vixen, seemingly as eager for me to fuck her, as I was to do it. Within another month, she asked me if one day I might move in and I told her how wonderful that would be. She would now let me fuck her at home but only if the kids were out and with both of us working, it meant sneaking in an opportunity whenever we could, at least once a week, sometimes 2 or 3 times a week. What she had become used to though was as much oral as she could handle before sleeping, occasionally an orgasm in the morning too before I rushed off to work. In fact, it was working out just the way she wanted and she found it quite normal that we go to bed, anticipating doing nothing but enjoying oral sex before sleep. She didn't reciprocate but revelled in how sexy she felt enjoying my tongue.

A few weeks later, I was on a training course and called her up, as I wouldn't see her for almost 2 weeks.

"I want you to do something" she asked me.

"Yeah, sure" I responded.

"Well, I want you to write down a list of things that would please me, things that would be to my benefit, alright?" she asked.

"Um, heck okay" I joked back and thought about it.

The idea was quite arousing and this is completely true, I did come up with the list. Here's how it went:

1. Oral sex refers to you receiving only. It does not refer to blowjobs

2. Blow jobs will never be asked for or hinted at by me. There is no pressure on you to give one (see point 3)

3. If you do not want to perform blowjobs ever, you should not have to and there will be absolutely no guilt attached to this

4. Oral sex on the other hand is something you enjoy therefore you it should be freely available to you as much as you want

5. Intercourse will take place on your terms, not mine. I will consider myself lucky that I get to sleep with you so when it does happen it will always be with a grateful effort from me

6. If you are in the mood for a little enjoyment but don't want intercourse, you are perfectly entitled to enjoy oral before going to sleep or in the morning, or both (see point 7)

7. Oral sex will be enjoyed by you whenever you want, at any point of the day or night and in any location you want it, whether at home or not

8. You should not have to ask for pleasure; one click of your fingers or simply telling me to do it should be enough

9. However, this does not mean I shouldn't be asking to pleasure you anyway. A girl needs to feel desirable after all

10. Anal: unless you have an overwhelming desire to have my cock in there, it won't happen (see point 11)

11. Ass kissing, licking or for a technical term analingus or rimming should be quite common however. Just because you don't want something big and hard in there doesn't mean you should be deprived of something enjoyable and soft (see point 12)

12. Analingus is something I do to pleasure you, not the other way around. This will never happen and I accept this

13. Analingus might be something you enjoy each time we have oral sex or not. It may even be something you have me do specifically on it's own

14. There is not one part of your body I shouldn't be prepared to kiss or lick whenever you so desire

15. My fitness and stamina levels must be maintained at all times. You shouldn't have to live with a slob

16. There is nothing wrong with either of us suggesting sexual positions as long as you will gain enjoyment from it

17. Your satisfaction always comes first

18. You get all the pleasure and that's what counts

19. Apart from intercourse, you should be free to enjoy as many oral positions as you want. Whether lying on the bed, sitting on my face, sitting on my face towards my feet while I also massage your shoulders, relaxing in the lounge, sitting at the breakfast table, standing as I kneel in front of you, standing as I kneel behind you, relaxing in the car as I do it, resting your head on your hands with your ass in the air or having breakfast in bed, I should make it as satisfying for you as possible each time

20. I must start viewing your orgasms with as much enjoyment as you do

21. You reserve the right to talk dirty to me, or ignore me whatever my efforts depending on your mood

22. I should talk dirty to you when you want me to do so

23. The above rules are subject to change or amendment by you at any time only

When we got together a week later, I presented the list to her and we retired to the bedroom.

Another time, she had organised a night with the girls and was staying over at my place. I was rather hoping we spent some time together but she was well overdue a good laugh with her friends and she had already told me she wanted me to fuck her later. After a bath, she came into the bedroom clad in an old shirt of mine while she sat down on the bed to get ready. I grabbed the soft moisturising cream she liked on her legs and began to put it on. I could see her naked crotch and leaned forward to give her a tentative lick while she watched me. I gave another and she shuddered, perhaps from excitement.

"Do you have to go out?" I said, giving another lick.

"It's all arranged, but I want you to do that once I get back" she told me as I reluctantly backed off.

"Finish doing my legs though," she said mischievously and I then had to massage the rest of her legs while being so horny myself.

I did so and wondered how I would stop myself masturbating while she was gone. She stood up and approached the dressing table mirror, taking off her shirt and donning a bra and then her top. As she picked up her foundation brush, she glanced over at me, still kneeling beside the bed.

"You could do one thing for me" she said slyly.

I shuffled over and she wiggled her bum cheeks at me, then turning to look over her shoulder, she made a lewd licking motion with her tongue. I eased myself forward and licked her bum cleft before approaching her arsehole while she resumed doing her make up. Gradually, I sought entry, which proved difficult, but she didn't say anything so I continued. When I darted down a little to lick the bottom of her pussy, she shuddered a little.

"Mhhmm, I don't have time. But we will when I get back" she said and I backed off, returning to her arse.

She was trying not to get turned on but was enjoying the kinkiness of it, so I didn't force entry and licked the whole valley before me. I knew she was enjoying the fact that it was naughty but wouldn't put her off getting ready so I played along. I kissed over both of her cheeks while she did her lipstick then returned to her arse.

"Right, that's enough for now. But I want it in deep tonight" she warned me.

Within 5 minutes, the rest of her clothes were on and I drove her to town.

"Have fun" I said as she got out of the car.

"I will do. See you later. Fuckface" she replied, a name she enjoyed giving me when I went down on her sometimes.

About 5 hours later, I had a call to come pick her up. She didn't say much on the way back, half dozing as I drove. Once we arrived, I eagerly anticipated the bedroom, pulling off my clothes. She joined me after a while and looked at me with glazed eyes.

"I'm not in a rush now. So come on then fuckface," she slurred, reclining on the bed, fully expecting me to do exactly as she wanted.

I was so horny, I did anyway. Kissing over her legs, I slipped down between them as she closed her eyes, smiling at the anticipation of some great oral, despite being drunk. I couldn't wait to fuck her but I had never just fucked her. I always licked her first and if that had changed, she would probably not like it as much. I started to explore her pussy, tasting her juices as I literally, licked her out.

We've both moved on now and don't keep in touch any more but I'm quite sure she sometimes remembers some of the times we had together. She credited me with bringing her out of her shell and recognising her sexuality and I was left with a sense of being so turned on from some of the things that I still remember them fondly and still fantasise over those scenarios, pleasing a sexy woman orally. For us, the timing of our relationship was the problem but I think both of us still think back fondly on those days