0 comments/ 82442 views/ 20 favorites Tasting Sheila By: Bacomicfan Sheila was dressed in a flowing white blouse and a mid-thigh skirt that clung closely to her thighs. She had just removed her shoes and pantyhose and was beginning to relax when the doorbell rang. When she opened the door, there was Brad, as punctual as he said he'd be, wearing casual, comfortable clothes. He was a mid-30's white man, of average looks, but one of those men unafraid to indulge in erotic play with a seductive BBW... and a black woman, no less. They'd gotten to know each other over the Internet and discovered that they only lived a few miles from one another. He'd told her of his fantasy of pleasing a black woman orally, and when she informed him she was a full figured woman, he said that only added to his fantasy. She couldn't help but enjoy hearing that. As time went on and they got to know each other quite intimately online, exchanging more fantasies and desires... and eventually decided to meet. They'd met a few times for coffee and gotten to know each other. At their last coffee date, they decided to go for it... live out a fantasy. And now, here he was... at Sheila's front door... and the fantasy had begun. Sheila had had a bad day at work and had only just recently gotten home, and she wasn't really prepared. She was going to call Brad and tell him to arrive a bit later than planned, but she just didn't have time. When she opened the door, and looked into Brad's smiling blue eyes, she was afraid the fantasy was going to be ruined, and she was a bit flustered. "What's wrong?" Brad asked, noticing her concerned expression. "Nothing, really, hon... just that I'm still wired from work. And I want this to go right. So, I'm just a little on edge. Maybe we should do this another night?" Brad smiled and said, "What I have planned SHOULD relax you, no? I mean, that's the whole purpose, right, to make you feel good?" "Well, yeah, but... I just want it right, that's all. I know how much you enjoy this fantasy, and I want it to be good for you when you get to live it out. " "Sheila, " he said, stroking her sullen cheek, "as long as my head ends up between your legs at some point, I'll consider tonight a rousing success. " Sheila laughed, looked doubtingly at him, rolled her eyes and sighed as she said, "Come on in then... I'm sure I can take care of that for you. I can take care of that VERY well for you. " She now got into the fantasy, saying, "Ok... so you're my on call tongue boy tonight, right? You said you'll eat me as many times as I want for as long as I want, right?" "Yes, ma'am, " he said, "them's the rules. " "All right, then... let's get started shall we? After today at work, I'm gonna need A LOT of tongue action to make me feel better. You sure you're up to it?" "You bet... just give me the chance to nuzzle up to your bush and I'll show you what I can do. " "Then follow me, tongue boy. " Sheila now felt much better about things, even satisfyingly confident, swaying revived hips as she showed Brad into her home. Both of them laughing, Sheila led Brad to her living room. She stopped at her sofa and stood in front of it, facing him. She slid her skirt up her thighs almost to her crotch. She sat on the sofa with one foot on the floor and the other on the seat cushions of the sofa, her legs spread wide enough to cause a stirring in Brad's groin. She hiked up her skirt still more and slipped one hand into her panties. Smiling wickedly, her eyes now glinting their growing lust, she purred, "Here's my honey-pot, tongue boy... come and give me what I need. " Brad walked over to her and then got on his knees at the edge of the sofa. He put one hand on each of her calves and began to slowly rub them. Then, slipping his hands upwards, he caressed her thighs, his hands barely touching her brown skin. He lifted the leg that was on the sofa and began licking at her ankle, slowly sliding his tongue all the way up her calf, and then licked her knee and even behind it. His tongue worked it's way up her thigh, where he gently kissed her inner thigh in between licks. He did the same with her other leg, even kissing the side of her foot, where the darker flesh of her instep met the creamier sole. He licked and kissed and sucked his way up calf and thigh, ending again at her inner thigh, where his lips and tongue slowly and gently caressed every inch of tingling skin. While his lips worked on one inner thigh, his fingers gently fondled the other. The tiny sparks his fingers, lips and tongue were creating on her thighs was already making her sigh. It wasn't long before Sheila had thrust her hips forward, so that her now smoldering crotch was just over the edge of the sofa. She spread her legs as wide as she could, and was rubbing herself under her quickly staining panties. Brad pushed her hand away, saying... "No way, Sheila... that's MY job. Any pleasure you get tonight comes from me... and ONLY me. " He leaned forward and kissed the growing wet spot on her panties. He continued to kiss all around that spot for some time, teasing her, his fingers sneaking beneath the leg bands of her panties and gently stroking her fur. His fingers played in the curls above her pussy while his thumbs stroked very softly along the sides of her slit... and he now licked the wet spot. This teasing with his hands inside her panties and his mouth outside was making her crazy to have his tongue inside the panties with his hands. She squirmed and endured the teasing. But Sheila quickly grew impatient for his tongue inside her and she reached down to take off her panties. Again, Brad stopped her. "No, I want to do that for you. You just sit back and enjoy. I want to do EVERYTHING to please you. I'll take care of it all. " She pulled her hands away and was about to tell him that he'd better take her panties off soon or she was going to do it no matter what he said. Luckily, she didn't need to say anything as Brad's hands slipped under her bottom and gently prodded her to lift it off the sofa. She raised her hips up eagerly, and Brad instantly slipped his hands under the waistband of the panties and slowly, agonizingly slowly for Sheila, slid them down her legs. As he dragged her panties down her creamy smooth bottom, he allowed his hands the pleasure of caressing it, his fingers squeezing her cheeks gently along the way. He eventually removed her panties enough to view her softly downed pussy, and he squeezed her cheeks one last time, his lips and tongue already eager to get back to that streaming mound. Sheila was in agony, wanting him to remove the panties more quickly, and completely, so she could spread her legs more widely and Brad could get down to the business at hand. But the tease was part of the erotic buildup that Brad loved so much. By the time he had slipped her wet panties over her ankles and off her feet, Sheila was reaching for his head. She grabbed a handful of his hair and he chuckled as she pulled his head into her muff. She sighed as his lips and tongue began their work. And as Brad's lips explored every furry inch of her mound, Sheila knew this was going to be a wonderful night... and so did Brad Finally getting his chance to eat Sheila, Brad fully intended to make the most of it. He wanted this oral worship of her luscious mound to last a long, long time. He noticed with some glee that Sheila's downy slit was longer than most women's, giving him alot to kiss and lick... and he prepared his tongue for a succulent feast. With one hand gently stroking just behind her pussy, and the other stroking just above her clit, Brad put his tongue ever so slightly between her moist, pink lips, and then licked all the way from just under her clit to the far end of her slit... stopped just a second to push his tongue in a tiny bit further and making the return trip up her increasingly wet crevice. At the top, he again pushed his tongue in a bit further and then retraced the path down between her lips. Each consecutive trip along that heavenly trail he pushed his tongue into her just a bit further, all the while his fingers stroking above and below her quim. Sheila was rocking and moaning, her fingers entwining in as much of his hair as they could. The minor pain of slightly tugged hair was, to Brad, a small price to pay for living out his favorite fantasy with such a willing and delicious woman. It took more than a dozen round trips for Brad's tongue to enter Sheila a mere half inch, and at this point Brad started moving his tongue up and down as he slid it along between her lips, and then teasingly he would take his tongue out and slide it along the outside of her lips, barely touching them with the tip of it. Sheila was in agony to get things going faster. Brad stopped his tongue teasing and used his hands to gently open her up, laying his feast out before him. With her lips spread wide, he sucked every tasty pink fold, savoring it. He allowed his tongue to play and tease in between sucks, and made sure he tasted all of her. Sheila really began to moan and squirm when Brad's tongue entered her sweet opening. His tongue played just at the edges of that opening, again teasing before entering. He entered her slowly, the combination of his breath on her opened flower and his tongue inside it, making her squirm still more. Wherever he found her juices he sucked or licked... and there was plenty of juice for his hungry mouth. He could tell Sheila was getting close, even though he hadn't been eating her for long, so he intended to back off to prolong both their pleasure... but he slipped. His tongue accidentally grazed her large, eagerly protruding clit, and it was all over. With a heave and a muffled scream, Sheila's thighs squeezed Brad's head. That act pushed her clit between Brad's lips and she couldn't help but erupt all over his adoring lips, giving him all the cream he could want. Sheila held his head with her thighs and her hands still grasped his hair firmly. She bucked and climaxed, Brad's head held viselike between her bucking and vibrating thighs. Brad had begun licking her as soon as the first signs of orgasm had shown themselves, sorry that it was over so soon, but wanting her to enjoy her orgasm as much as possible. So he continued to lick and suck her throughout the orgasm, until her thigh grip on his head and her tugging on his hair slowly subsided. Sheila sighed and slumped back down onto the sofa. "Oh, my God, " she said, "I really needed that. " "Glad I could make you feel good. But, Sheila... well... " he didn't know how to voice what he felt. "What's wrong, hon?" she said, worried, as most women do, that she didn't taste that good or that Brad hadn't enjoyed eating her for some reason. "Well, I am just a bit disappointed. " he admitted. Her fears confirmed, Sheila didn't know how she should reply. All she could say was a heartfelt "I'm sorry. " "Oh, no" said Brad... "Nothing against you, Sheila. It's just that... well... you came so fast. I mean, I didn't really have a chance to enjoy you. I really wanted that to last for awhile. " Relieved, she said, "Oh, that! I'm real sorry, babe, but I was just so horny that I couldn't hold back. I've been anticipating this all day and I guess when it happened for real I just couldn't help myself. Your tongue just felt so wonderful!" Brad blushed, happy he could make her feel so good, and replied, "Well, it's no big deal, I guess. As long as you enjoyed it... but... well... maybe in a little while I can do it again? I mean, I'd really like to show you how I can prolong your pleasure and really get you hot before I let you come. " Sheila's smile was wide and bright. She couldn't believe it. Brad had given her a delicious ride with his tongue, and here he was asking if he could do it again... so he could do it BETTER! He felt it wasn't quite right and wanted to try eating her again! What were the odds of that? Most men just wanted to do it and get it over with... but this man wanted to do it longer... to give her pleasure for a longer period of time... Sheila was amazed... and very pleased. "Honey, trust me, if you want to eat me again, that is definitely not a problem. Just give me a little time to relax and I'll keep that tongue of yours very, very busy... don't you worry about that!" Brad sighed and licked his lips. Sheila brought her leg up off the floor and put it on the sofa alongside her other leg. When she did so, one cheek of her behind was hovering over the edge of the sofa. Brad, his mouth still hungry for her and disappointed that he'd have to wait to taste her pussy again, leaned forward and began to kiss that lush cheek. Surprised and slightly embarrassed, Sheila began to chuckle nervously at about his fifth or sixth kiss on her cheek. Then she remembered another of their AOL conversations where Brad had told her he liked women's behinds. Feeling that her quick orgasm had disappointed him slightly, she decided to give him another kind of treat while the trembling in her thighs from her delicious orgasm subsided, and until she was ready for Brad's tongue between her legs again. Sheila rolled over onto her side, sliding back so that her butt hung over the edge of the sofa. Brad had stopped kissing while she did this. When she had displayed her full bottom to him, his eyes danced over it approvingly. "That should keep your lips busy," she said smiling from ear to ear. "It's beautiful," he sighed, eyes twinkling. "Then go for it, honey... take all the time you like. My pussy will be nice and rested up and ready for you when you're done. " She rubbed her cheeks enticingly with one hand and smiled down at him. "You sure?, " he asked. "You really don't mind?" "Not at all. You can kiss it, lick it... whatever you like. " Brad sighed and leaned forward. His hands caressed her round, dark cheeks... and then his lips pressed against one glorious globe and began the first of many kisses. Brad's lips caressed every inch of both of Sheila's round cheeks. She could only sit and smile down at him as he obviously enjoyed placing kiss after kiss on her succulent bottom. He sighed as his puckered lip kisses mingled with openmouthed kisses on her ample rump. Sheila got just a bit self-conscious when Brad's lips began pressing themselves along the crevice between her cheeks. She became nervous when he kissed along her butt-cleavage firmly, his lips entering very slightly between her cheeks. He kissed from her tailbone all the way down to the end of her crevice, and then back up again. Sheila was amazed that he was getting such pleasure from it, though she had to admit that the combination of his soft lips and warm breath felt very good there. She found herself gently stroking the back of his neck as he worshipped her full behind. This went on for quite some time, Brad lost in Sheila's sweet cheeks and even the forbidden territory between them, though his lips never penetrated deeply (which, oddly, Sheila found herself wondering about - how it would feel, would she get any kind of arousal from it, etc. , the thought of it obviously intriguing her). Sheila just sort of relaxed and enjoyed the feel of it, watching Brad kiss her bottom as if he worshipped every inch of it... which, she suspected, he did. As he kissed toward the very bottom of her... bottom... Brad's eyes caught sight once again of her rather large muff, and once he'd gotten a good look at it, he kept staring at it as he kissed her tush. Unconsciously, as he stared at her bush, his tongue started to lick her ass, and he sucked and nibbled it, too, his eyes never leaving her crotch. When Sheila noticed this, she separated her legs slightly, giving him a better look at her mound. Without realizing it, Brad stopped kissing and licking Sheila's behind and had craned his neck to get a better view of her tasty quim. Sheila had long since recovered from her orgasm and was now ready for another. While Brad stared between her legs, she rolled back onto her back, lifting her leg over his head and placing her foot on the nearby coffee table. She presented her tasty prize in all it's curly haired glory, offering it up for his culinary delight. Brad's eyes lit up as Sheila placed her bush right in front of his face. She reached down and put her hand on the back of his head, gently pulling his face the few remaining inches into her tasty treasure. He gave no resistance, but looked quickly up into Sheila's eyes. "It's all yours, tongue-boy. I think I'm ready for another sound licking if you're ready to give it to me. And when you're done, maybe you can finish what you were doing with my backside. It was nice and I'd like to explore it more... but first, I could really use another orgasm... if you don't mind too much, that is. " He didn't even take the time to reply, but dove into her sweet flower. He again took his time, teasing with his tongue, gently stroking around her pussy with fingers barely touching her, licking every inch slowly to savor it's every subtle flavor. He'd found a pussy he could thoroughly enjoy and he took his time doing so. Sheila snuggled back into the pillows on the sofa to enjoy being devoured by a man who's main desire was to please her. Brad, as before licked and kissed and sucked her, but made sure to stay away from her clit this time. He fully intended to lick until his tongue needed a splint. He savored every pink, moist fold and Sheila, having had one strong climax already, was able to relax and enjoy the slow buildup this time. She stroked his hair as his tongue teased and played between her legs. When had slowly sucked on every inch of her, he decided to give her second orgasm of the night. She was so wet he was able to slip three fingers into her. She moaned and lifted her bottom off the sofa a few inches. With his other hand, he spread her lips at the top, giving himself an unobstructed path to her swollen clit. He kissed it gently at first, and immediately felt her legs tremble and heard a sigh escape her lips. Looking up, he saw she was licking her lips. Focusing again on her love button, Brad began to very gently lick it, and the area immediately around it. Sheila's sighs were louder now, and her hips were moving slowly up and down. Brad licked up and down between her lips to take the heat off her clit and slow her down a bit, keeping his fingers moving in and out of her as he did. But he quickly went back to her clit, licking all around it, and gently flicking his tongue at it. Again, her hips moved and she started getting a rhythm going. Not wanting to tease her anymore, he licked her clit openly now, flicking it with his tongue and even surrounding it with his lips and gently sucking on it. Sheila's hips were moving with purpose now, and Brad knew it was time to give her the ultimate release. He slid his fingers in and out of her, faster and faster and licked her clit with increased speed and force. When her hips were bucking higher and faster than ever, he grabbed her ass with one hand while the fingers of his other hand were probing in and out of her opening. He clamped his lips around her bulb and didn't let go. It was do or die now. He sucked her sensitive clit, nibbling it with gentle teeth, flicking his tongue at it, until she screamed and let loose with an explosive orgasm. She grabbed his head with both hands and slammed her erupting crotch into his face. She pounded her exploding mound repeatedly into his sucking mouth, holding his head in place and not allowing it to escape. She bucked and screamed for several minutes and Brad enjoyed her orgasm as much as she did. Eventually, she slumped back down onto the sofa, finally releasing Brad's head. She went totally limp, though her thighs were still vibrating. Brad tried to kiss her inner thighs, but the slightest touch made her jump and squeal. He gave her a few minutes to relax and then gently kissed all around her soaked mound. He couldn't resist licking up all her tasty juices but did so gently. She allowed him to lick all he wanted, even laying there enjoying the feel of it. Tasting Sheila "Wow, " she said, "that was just lovely. Much better than the first one. " "Much better for me, too. " said Brad, looking up at her with a dripping smile. Then Brad remembered what she'd said earlier. His lips formed a salacious grin and he sat back, putting gentle kisses all along her nearest calf. Still smiling his Cheshire Cat grin, he asked, "Now what was that you said about wanting me to explore your behind a bit more?" "Oh, " she blushed, "just something I'm curious about. You kissing my butt felt really nice... relaxing. I just wondered how far you'd go with it. " "I'll go as far as you'll let me. " he said. "Really? Well, I'm curious how your tongue would feel between my cheeks... all the way between them. But if that grosses you out... " "Not at all, " he answered quickly... "I'd be honored to taste any part of you you were willing to offer. " "Oh, really, " she chided, "then you won't mind giving my behind a little more tongue than you did before?" "Not at all. As you know, putting my tongue in places is my forte. " They both had a good laugh, and then it was Sheila's turn to get the wicked grin on her face. And once again she rolled onto her side. This time she sighed and said, "So, prove it, tongue-boy. Let's see if you can make my butt as happy as my pussy. " She presented him her round bottom as she had presented him her wet crotch earlier. "Let's see how much steam your tongue has left, shall we? And, Brad, don't leave any stones unturned, if you know what I mean. " Brad smiled, and for the second time leaned forward to soothe and pamper Sheila's derriere with his lips... his tongue shortly to follow. Although a bit concerned about having a man orally service her bottom, Sheila knew that Brad enjoyed this very much, and just the feel of his warm breath on her behind was quickly helping her relax and enjoy the attention. Brad kissed her cheeks with open mouth, sometimes flicking his tongue on them, other times he'd press his open mouth into her fanny flesh and allow his teeth to gently nibble her cheek, bringing his teeth slowly together as he closed his mouth, almost as if taking very light bites out of her tush. He occasionally sucked on her flesh, his tongue playing on her appreciative bottom. Sheila was getting into it, enjoying the warmth on her derriere. After kissing and licking and sucking her globes for awhile, Brad began to lick her cheeks in small circular motions, and Sheila watched his head move round and round as his tongue made those stimulating little circles. During this licking, Brad placed a finger on Sheila's crevice, way down at the bottom of her lush ass, just behind her pussy. He slowly slid his finger up the length of her crack, just barely touching it. He continued his circular licking as his finger slid up and down her forbidden canyon, going just a bit deeper with each round trip. Instinctively, Sheila knew to roll over just a bit onto her stomach, bending her knees more, giving Brad complete access to her entire behind. Before she fluffed a pillow to lay her head on it to relax and enjoy, she saw Brad smile when she presented her bottom to him, and his faint sigh was unmistakable. She smiled and laid her head on the pillow. She wasn't going to watch any more... she just wanted to enjoy. Brad stopped licking her cheeks and now kneaded them with his strong hands. He then bent to kiss along her cleavage, from tailbone to just behind that fabulous pussy. After several passes at this, his hands squeezed her cheeks and slowly spread them apart. He then kissed the very deepest part of each cheek, all along her crack, first the upper cheek, then the lower. He had to tilt his head sharply to one side, but he didn't even notice the inconvenience or discomfort. Her pleasure, and the allure of her bottom, was all that mattered to him. After kissing her crack from top to bottom, he stuck out his tongue and let it glide along the entire length as he had his lips. Brad noticed that Sheila's bottom was getting warm, maybe from the attention, maybe from nervousness. He puckered his lips and blew cool air all over her cheeks for a few seconds and then went back between them. He separated her globes again and blew cool air up and down between them. Sheila wasn't prepared for this, and she jumped a little, but Brad followed the cool air with warm air he breathed between her cheeks. This was more to Sheila's liking. She relaxed again and Brad now got down to the business of worshipping her luscious ass. Sheila sighed as Brad spread her cheeks wide and, beginning at her tailbone, licked her from top to bottom, one long slow lick. Bringing his tongue back up, he wiggled his tongue up and down as he slid along her crack, as he'd done between her pussy lips earlier. On the next trip, as he headed down toward her crotch again, he pushed his tongue deep into her and then pulled it almost all the way out. In short, he was playfully teasing her ass. And both were enjoying it immensely. Now the time for teasing was done. It was time to get serious. Brad spread her cheeks wider still, and buried his face between them. He pushed his tongue out as far as he could get it, and the licking was no longer gentle and playful, but licking with a purpose. To Sheila, his licking was like having her crack massaged with a warm, wet sponge. He prodded and probed her with his tongue, sometimes leaving it flat and other times making it hard and pointed and pushing it into her crevice with force. He alternated between bold and gentle exploration. Several times, Sheila again adjusted her position on the sofa to allow him maximum access. And he responded with ever more stimulating attention. Though Sheila was enjoying this very much, Brad was also becoming quite turned on. He was holding her open now, his oral attention becoming bolder and more intimate with each lick, and he himself was thoroughly aroused. Sheila was enjoying every second of this now, surprised at herself for liking it so much. But, like it she did. Then it happened. Brad's mouth made it's way to her puckered rosette. His lips adored it... kissing it gently at first, and then more passionately. As he orally worshipped her orifice, one of his hands, unknown even to him, slid between Sheila's legs and played mischievously in her moistening bush. Now, Sheila was thoroughly pleased with this turn of events. Again, she adjusted her position, now to allow both her bottom and her nest the maximum amount of attention. Brad sucked and licked at her rosette for quite some time, his hand never leaving her pussy. His face was buried between her full cheeks as his lips and tongue worked feverishly between them. She felt his tongue slip just barely into her orifice, pushing in more just a tiny bit at a time. His tongue circled just inside it, all around her rim. As his tongue slowly worked it's way deeper inside her, so too did his fingers slip into her wet crotch. Sheila found herself pushing her hips both down and back, trying to get both his tongue and fingers deeper into her. Brad had succeeded in sliding his tongue almost an inch into her and he was slipping it in and out of her orifice, mimicking the rhythm of his fingers in her pussy. She was being tongued and fingered at the same time, and it felt oh so good to her. Again, she found herself moving to assist his ministrations. As his tongue and fingers probed their respective openings, Sheila's hips moved accordingly until her bottom, and Brad's head and hands, were moving as one unit... and she could feel another orgasm welling up inside her... and all her telltale signs told Brad it was coming too. He licked her rosette harder and deeper and his fingers, three of them now, were probing in and out of her, hungry for her climax. Brad was now following Sheila's rhythm, wanting her to have another great orgasm. He let her gyrations dictate the actions of his fingers and tongue. It wasn't long before Sheila's bottom was pushing itself into Brad's face and her pussy forcing itself down over his fingers. When her thighs began to vibrate, Brad knew she was close. Sheila was squirming on the sofa now, her entire body afire with the need to explode. With one dripping wet finger, Brad touched and then stroked her clit, very gently at first, and then circling it with his finger. Then, when he pushed on her clit with his finger, her hips bucked and she moaned loudly. Apparently, her clit was still sensitive from earlier pleasures and was primed to make her explode yet again. She grabbed the back of the sofa and her hips came completely off of it, still gyrating. She was still moaning when the second wave came... but the moaning was much louder. Brad kept his tongue and fingers going as best he could, but when she bucked the third time and screamed, he knew discretion was the better part of valor. He moved quickly to avoid physical harm as Sheila's orgasm sent her body into delicious spasms of joy. She writhed on the sofa for a few minutes and then slumped in a heap. Her legs still trembled and she could only cover her face with her hands. She was breathing heavily and in spurts. Brad sat back to keep out of harm's way and watched his precious Sheila come back to earth again. He was proud of what he'd done for her, and also very happy that his little fanny fetish had pleased her so much. He couldn't resist leaning forward and placing one adoring kiss on each of her ample cheeks. When Sheila was finally able to think straight, and the ringing had stopped in her ears, she looked down at Brad and smiled. She never expected to so enjoy his attention to her tush, but was definitely satisfied by the results. She looked at him and sighed. Their eyes met and locked. She was exhausted, but she blew him a kiss, and he caught it in his hand and put it to his lips. "So, how was it, " Brad asked, knowing the answer already. "Need you ask?" Sheila replied. "Just making sure... " he smiled. "I could sleep a week. You are something, my little tongue-boy. " "So why not take a nap. " Brad suggested. Sheila looked at him and said, "But what about you? You haven't been pleased yet. " "Remember the fantasy? I come here, please you, and then go back home until you need to be pleased again. " "Well, yeah, but don't you want an orgasm, too?" "I'll tell you a secret, Sheila... I've had TWO orgasms already... one while I was eating you the second time, and one during the fanny play. " "No way!" Sheila said, incredulous. "Serious, " Brad said, "I told you... I can have an orgasm just from pleasing a woman. " "But... don't you want SOMETHING in return?" "Like I said, you already gave it to me. Just by enjoying my attention to your lovely body, you've given me two wonderful orgasms already. That's more than enough for me. " "But, you should get something more, no?" "Not necessary, but tell you what... we'll save that for next time, ok? You're really beat, and after three orgasms you're ready for a nice nap. " With that, Brad got up and got a throw blanket from the end of the sofa. He gently threw it over Sheila and snuggled it around her. He then sat on the sofa, lifting her legs onto his lap. He started gently rubbing her legs. "You take a nice long nap. " he said. "I'll sit here and watch TV while you relax awhile. When you wake up we'll talk, ok? I'd like to talk with you a bit, but after your nap. Then, I'll go home, just like in the fantasy, and if you liked what you had tonight you can call me up and I'll come back again another night and do it all over again, okay?" "Oh, my, that sounds lovely, my tongue-boy... you just rub my legs like that and I'll be asleep in no time. Don't go anywhere. I'm gonna want to talk to you when I wake up. We've GOT to discuss future plans with this fantasy stuff. " "I'm not going anywhere. You go ahead and nap. Talk to you when you wake up. I'll be here. " With that, Sheila rolled over and drifted off to sleep, Brad still rubbing her legs... both of them wondering what future nights together might bring.