"Can I eat you out?" I whip my head to look up at him incredulously. "Where the hell did that come from? We are in the middle of a movie." "We've seen the Goonies countless times Evelyn", he rolls his eyes. "That's because it's my favorite." "Oh c'mon please?" "What why?" "Because I've never done it and Lisa was mad at me because I wouldn't do it for her." "I don't blame her. She is your girlfriend after all. Why not, oh I don't know, practice on her?" "It's embarrassing. Please just teach me, Evie", he pleads using my nickname. My turn to roll my eyes. He's 27 and still a big baby about many things. Cute on occasion but this is just strange, even for him. "Mike none of this is making any sense to me. It honestly can't be that hard to do. Especially considering you've already been inside her."
"You haven't seen a vagina have you? It's a whole other world is definitely not as direct as I thought it would be" Michael clarifies as he stands up. "What's a clit? Lisa said something about it last time we, uhmm, but I have no clue what she meant. Is it a good thing? Is it the same motion the entire time? Where do my hands go? Am I supposed to be doing it in a certain direction?" I searched his face for any sign of deceit but he looked honestly concerned. A trait that always gets us into trouble is his child-like curiosity. It's not his fault and it's always been pretty adorable but again, still trouble.
"Please just let me do it. For Lisa and any girlfriend to come?" I raise an eyebrow at him.
"For me? For you?"
I roll my eyes at his begging but then he pounces on top of me and begins kissing my neck. I hold fast but I'm no match for him as he places a million soft kisses on my neck and collarbone before climbing back up my jawline. "Fuuuuuuuck it. OK OK just not in the living room" I warn softly as his hands slide up my bare thighs. I shouldn't let him do this since he's taken and I just started seeing someone last week, but then again it IS only fair to me- I mean Lisa. Well me as well since I had explored him before without letting him return the favor. But that had happened years ago and we've only done more innocent patting since and kissing. And it's still for his girlfriend in the end. So yeah win-win for everyone right?
He smiles in my neck as he lifts me up and takes me into the closest guest room. This is so wrong but I'm just helping a friend right? And it definitely feels right when he sucks on my collarbone like that. "Michael" I sigh as he lays me on the bed. He doesn't respond as he grabs my ass with one hand and rubs my side with the other. Boy did he know how to get me off! I moaned as he touches me all over in all the right ways to get me wet. I take his lips with mine and begin to let my hands roam over him as well. "Hey stop that", he swats my hands away. "Why?" "Because this is for you and if I get turned on I won't be able to focus" he whined into my mouth. I had to stifle a giggle. Unbelievable. Men can really only use one head at a time.
"Can I start now?" he asks softly. I nod and start to untie my pajama shorts. He backs off me and helps me off the bed, all while staring intently at my hips. "Can you stop staring for a second? You're freaking me out a little", what I really meant was 'stop staring before I cream my panties too quick'. "This is the first I get to see you naked from the waist down. Can't I enjoy the view?" I slide them down quickly but leave my mint green cotton panties on before laying back down. "You do it." Michael licks his lips as he reaches for my panties. "No" I slap his hand away and he looks up incredulously," with your mouth". He looks from my face to my panties in a confused state but he laid down and carefully attempted to do so anyway. He cautiously, so as not to bite me, pinches the fabric around my hips to try and remove it before giving up that method. His eyes pleaded me for assistance.
"I think you need to take another approach babe", I lowered his head right between my legs and from the look in his eyes he got the hint. His tongue flickers out and touches the small patch that coveted my gem. My panties were soaked in an instant and I gasp in anticipation. "Damn Evie I turned you on that much already", Michael comments with huge grin. This guy is a damn trip. "If you're talking you're doing it wrong." He rolls his eyes but continues to lick the moistened spot before curling his tongue around the fabric and finally pulling it down. I bite my lip as he carefully finishes the job with his hands. I spread my legs for him and he eyes drink in the sight thirstily. He licks his lips before rubbing my inner thighs and looking back up at me. "Where do I begin?"
"Kiss my thighs", I command and he obeys without hesitation. He kisses me very softly in a zigzag pattern from knee and upward on my right, then left leg. I need to control myself before I fuck this up. It's hard enough finding a man so eager to eat but to teach one how? Especially this gorgeous one who knows how to set me off so well? I have no idea how long I'm going to last before I climax.
"Rub it gently baby", I coo as he continues his trail of love on my smooth mound. "You're so hairless it's incredible", he mutters to himself while gently touching my folds. I arch my back a little at the light touch but I needed more than that. "No, no RUB it. Like this", I take his hand I force him to do as I say. I haven't had a foreign hand in that spot in I don't even know long and to be touched like this again by his long fingers really set me off towards bliss. "Mmmmmm now this is the clit", I move his pointer on it and felt a bolt of electricity shoot up my spine. "You need to pay special attention to it throughout. Got it?" I didn't even realize that I had closed my eyes until I opened them to see him nodding furiously. "Now kiss my pussy baby." He continues to play with my clit before leaning down to peck my lower lips. I moan louder this time and entangle my fingers in his curls."Now lick me in the same pattern you kissed my thighs" I whimper. For a beginner he's either really good at this or I'm just beyond horny. He opening my folds wider with his tongue motion and before I can say anything else he starts playing with my clit on his own. "OH!" I gasp while tugging his hair. Michael quickly stops and looks up at me.
"I'm sorry Evie did I hurt you?" I couldn't close my mouth or say a word so I just shook my head. I think I saw the first level of enlightenment for a split second. "Did I do something good?" I nod hard. He smiles and starts doing it again while watching my expressions. There is no way that he's never played with the magic bean before now because he feels like a pro. All of a sudden he takes full control over me.
He flattens his tongue and took long licks while still tugging at my pearl with his fingers. He is devouring me in ways I never knew were possible. His tongue is his only utensil as it sliced my folds, prodded my cave, and spooned my insides. I let out an unearthly groan and nearly pull out his hair when he runs a finger down from the top right into my gaping hole. He lifts his head up and takes my hands out of his hair. "Okay you're getting a little bit too excited there baby. Hold on to anything else, please before you make me go bald", Michael sneers as he hands me a pillow instead. I smack in the face with it. "Back to business before I lose my high"I playfully (even though I'm VERY serious) warn through clenched teeth. "Oh you mean more of this?" He nibbles me right there and I arch my back. "OH YEESSS!" I screamed while clutching the pillow replacement. I can feel him smirking on my sweet button as he continues to tug and bite it sensitively.
His fingers then began to work some incredible magic as they rub my open flower and begin to dip inside tentatively. Never far enough to fuck but just in enough for me to feel his presence. "Michael please finger me. I need to feel you inside", I moan out and then "UHHhh-uhhh". His slender index was just where I wanted, then another finger followed. How did he get so experienced? Lisa was a pretty girl and definitely not a prude but I know he couldn't, or wouldn't, be so thorough with her. He's even told me how good, well how not so good, in bed she was.
"OH Ssssshhhhhiii-uuhhhh!!!" I can feel myself ascending as he plays with me just the way I needed. His lips, his tongue, his hands, and his eyes are all I could feel. I lose all my other senses as my climax continues to build up like the Tower of Babel. I'm higher than Mt. Everest times 3 when he begins to nearly rip me into shreds like a hungry wolf. Michael moans and hums into my pussy while quickly fingering me. Suddenly he reaches a hand under my shirt and plays with my left breast and that was all it takes.
I don't even know if I'm screaming or whimpering because all I can hear is my heart pounding in my ears while I ride Michael's face. I pull at whatever is around me and arch my back to the ceiling. This has got to be the mother of all climaxes because it. Is. HUGE.
When I finally open my eyes, I see Michael drinking up my inner moments and kissing my thighs again. He looks me in the eyes while sucking off his sticky fingers. The smirk on his lips and lust in his chocolate eyes suggest that he may have known what he was doing the entire time. I want to tell him off, say something snarky, or at least push him away for being such a scheming sex-machine. But I can't move anything as all my nerves were still tingling. All I can do is look at him for now and catch my breath. "So I'm guessing I did a good job right?" he asks happily. I can barely nod in response. This should be a great story to scare my kids with one day, about how I was eaten out to the point of paralysis.
Michael stands up and dances his way to the private bathroom. I muster up just enough strength to prop myself on my elbows and pull the covers up over my feet. He comes back in with a wet face towel. "You knew what you were doing didn't you?" I mutter as he bends over me. He says not a word but tries to hide his smile.
"Michael."
"Hmm", he rubs the towel up my thighs and cleans me off.
"Answer me."
"I did answer. I said 'hmm'."
"Answer the question." He pauses the towel over my previously pleasured pearl. "You never answered my question either", he retorts as he gently cleans my spot while also dipping his bare fingers in 'accidentally'. When he finishes he stares into my eyes.
After a few moments I reply "yes" with a smile.
"There's your answer then", he smiles back.
I punch him in the arm. "You're so terrible!" "OW! No I'm not!" "Yes you are! You set this whole thing up. You lied to me about it. And you cheated on Lisa." When I mentioned the last part he looked away from me. "I didn't tell a full lie. I didn't know what or where the clit was. I never ate out Lisa because I was afraid. I figured out where to put my hands at and I had no experience in that field whatsoever before now." His voice may have sounded honest but I know there was something else in there he wasn't telling me.
"Michael Joseph Jackson you're hiding something from me."
"Buuuuuuuuuttt, I did get some advice about it. And I may have has some visual aids to help me as well," he confesses and I raise an eyebrow.
"You watched porn to figure out cunnilingus but you still had to practice on me before Lisa? This isn't adding up." I fold my arms as he continues to looks down. His hand was still on my mound so he tries to fiddle with me to try and get out of talking. I slap his hand away, "talk. Now."
"Lisa and I broke up a month ago", he sighs.
"A MONTH? And when were you going to tell me this?"
He shrugs his shoulders. "Unbelievable Michael."
"I'm sorry. It's just that I was embarrassed and didn't know how to tell you."
"By saying: hey Evelyn, Lisa and I broke up. Is that really hard to say?" He nods quietly. "It's not just that. She broke up with me because I didn't know how to give her oral and I refused to do it."
"Why the hell would you do that? She had a right to be mad. Didn't she do it for you?"
"Well yeah but I didn't want to do it with her then."
"Well bloody why not?"
"Your English really comes out when you're mad. It's adorable", he smiles. I slap his arm.
"This isn't the time for flirting damnit! Answer the bl-damn question!"
"I wanted yours to be my first", Michael replies simply.
"What?"
"I wanted to taste you first. I wanted you because... it's fair."
I stared at him blankly for almost a decade. Then I smiled big. "Why are you looking at me like that?"he quizzes. "My pussy is that special that you had to break up for a taste?" Michael turns bright red. "Ummm..." "Don't play shy now with me Mikey", I coo while crawling in front of him. His eyes widen as he watched me. "Tell me, was I worth it? Did it meet your expectations? How do I taste?" I say in my native low Briton accent. I can hear him gasp as he starts nodding like a bobble-head. "yy-yes" Michael replies brokenly. "Say it", I remove my purple pajama top, it being the last article of clothing I had on. "Oh my fuck", he whispers as he looked at me sitting fully naked now, right in his lap. I lift his face up to mine and repeat myself,"am I worth it?" "A million times yes", he blurts out. "Did you enjoy yourself?" He nods his head again in a spastic manner. "Good because I think you owe me a more.... tactile apology for lying to me and making me stop my movie. You need to make it really worth it." Michael licks his lips as he takes the (humongous) hint and kisses me.
