Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 20

I used my hands squeeze her ass and slowly spread both cheeks as far apart as I dared... I had no desire to cause her discomfort at this point in time. I let my fingertips run up and down the crack of her ass as squeezed her cheeks back together again. I repeated this three times, my fingertips questing for the precise spot 1 needed to find. Finally finding the exact, elusive spot I had read about, centered between both holes, on that tight crease, I pushed on it gently.

"Gaaah!"

I relaxed my fingers and then pushed again... and again... and again. She was in her own world now, everything I was doing was pushing her closer and closer to our ultimate goal: her climax. I put one fingertip on her ass-hole and gently pushed on it. This was a risky move, but it could be what I desperately needed to push her over the edge.

As her moans and the other sounds of a woman right on the edge of an orgasm increased she suddenly put one hand in her mouth. and clamped down hard on it.

I increased my efforts, both with my mouth and my hands. I could taste my sweat mixed with her juices as my mouth remained clamped on her pussy.

Suddenly, finally, she was jolting continuously as her orgasm ripped through her. She was whimpering through her hand and bucking like a bronco bull. A flood of juices erupted from her pussy and straight down my throat as she hit the apex of her climax. 1 was breathing through my nose and didn't choke as her juices continued to flow down my throat

Eventually she relaxed, unbinding my head from her locked legs. I gently licked her pussy, avoiding her clitty, until most of the moisture was gone, loving the taste of it as I did. It was intensely sweet, addictive, and tasted of... strawberries?

I gently extracted myself and stood up, looking down an her. Except for her pussy and the area under it, she was perfectly dry.... no sweat anywhere. Unbelievable.

"Will you please stop now?" she asked quietly.

"Of course will. I promised you I would, and I try really hard to keep my promises, especially to a lady", I replied.

"You're a sweetheart, aren't you?" she rose from the couch, smiled at me and gave me a long, tight hug. I hugged her back and gently reached for the hand that had been crammed into her mouth..... there were tiny red indentations where her teeth had bitten down on it.

"That must have hurt", I asked.

"It did, yes. But I hardly noticed it when you were..."

And she blushed... again. "When you were kissing my..."

"Pussy", I finished for her.

"Yes, you were making love to my pussy, and it was good. It was very, very good"

She looked at me smiling at her and smiled back. Her eyes were still glazed but the fires of lust were dimming. And she was relaxed, not seening to care that she was standing, beautiful, with her nearly pale skin, in the nude right in front of me.

"Your hair is so soft, so nice to touch, so nice to feel under my fingers." I spoke softly as we looked into each others eyes.

She grinned outrageously and said, "And your hands should be registered as dangerous weapons. As for your tongue and the rest of your mouth, you should be required to wear a muzzle."

We both laughed as we tried to picture what I would look like with a muzzle on.

"Nope, I don't think that would work", I answered back.

"Then I will have to be content with your promise to stop when I ask you to."

She smiled and then turned around, bending over to pick up her clothes before walking down the hall to the washroom. I had another glimpse of that perfect pussy before she had stood up straight and had gone down the hall to the bathroom.

I was in love... or at the very least, in lust. She was an '11' on any scale you cared to use. I had never before seen a girl or woman of such exquisite beauty.

It wasn't long before she opened the washroom door, clicked off the light and had walked back to where I was standing.

"I had heard that you were a perfect gentleman."

"Heard?" I asked.

"Yes... heard. Through the grapevine."

I was understandably surprised. What grapevine?

"What did you hear?" I asked with some concern in my voice. Who had been talking about me? Terri? No... her and Sylvia were not even close to being in the same social group. Whatever Sylvia had heard about me was not directly from Terri.

"I heard that you were kind, gentle and most of all, very caring."

I couldn't argue with that, it would be counterproductive.

"I'm glad that I was able to study... with you", I quipped.

"Hmmmm... so am I", and as she spoke, I once again I caught the brief flash of lust in her eyes. And now knew what it was when I saw it, and what it meant.

I turned to look at the clock hanging on the wall above the sink in the kitchen... It was almost 10:45 pm. I would have to hustle in order to get home to keep my mom happy.

"I have to go Sylvia, it's getting close to my curfew"

"I know, I know", she looked at me and gave me a shy smile, "I am hoping that you will be able to come and study with me again... I learned so much tonight."

"As did I", I replied.

We both grinned and giggled briefly before I quietly slipped out the door and jogged home. I arrived home, opened the door and was in the house by 10:59.

"You're cutting it awful close buddy", my mom said in a quiet voice. She was standing in the kitchen, lights out. I could see her silhouetted against the light of the street... she still had a fine figure herself.

"I know, but we had a lot to of work to do. I've never studied anything so hard in my whole life."

It was good that my mom couldn't see my face as I turned and walked to my bedroom, closing the door and laying down on my bed in the cool darkness of my room

I was overloaded with emotions, flashes of girls and women, in varying stages of undress, all of them smiling at me, beckoning me to thern.

After a while I got undressed and into bed, thinking on what a wild day (and night) it had been for me. I was smiling as I fell asleep into dreams of Sylvia, her legs wrapped tightly around my head.

To Be Continued