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Like they say, honesty is the best policy. “Yes, I love women but I’ve never actually been loved by one.”
“Meaning?”
“Meaning that I’ve never been intimate. Not with anyone.”
Errin grinned at me. “Oh, so you’re a virgin?”
“Something like that,” I replied hesitantly.
“Close the door for a second,” she said insistently.
I pulled my foot back in and shut the door, the exterior light cutting off as I did.
Errin reached over and started caressing my left cheek. “I had a really nice time tonight, Paige.”
Her fingertips felt comforting on my skin and warmed me all over, especially down below.
“I’d like for us to spend some more time together,” she continued. “That is, if it’s okay with you.”
I couldn’t contain my blush. “I’d like that.”
She leaned over toward me and I remember thinking, this is it. And it was. Errin brushed her thick, juicy lips across mine, gently at first, and then she planted a firm kiss on them before sliding her tongue in between them to begin an exploration. It was everything I’d expected it to be. The earth moved, the sun came out at night, and the storm clouds parted, as did my legs, allowing Errin to massage the inside of my thighs.
We remained in Errin’s car for a good hour, fogging up the windows of her Honda Accord with our body heat. We didn’t go all the way that night. Just a lot of heavy foreplay and she did all of the touching. I was still a bit nervous, afraid that my inexperience would end up being a turn-off if I didn’t touch her as creatively as she touched me.
Skilled as she was, the evening culminated with my first orgasm covering the three fingers she’d placed inside of me a mere five minutes before I exploded, bucking in the seat like a bronco because the release I’d waited so many years for came barreling in on me like a ton of bricks.
The better part of a month passed before Errin and I finished the feelings. She rented a room at the Sheraton and had a bottle of chilled zinfandel and rose petals sprinkled across white linen sheets awaiting our arrival. I was flattered that she’d put so much effort into making my first time special.
Errin ran us a bath, overflowing with bubbles from my favorite milk and honey bath gel. She’d spotted a bottle of it in my dorm room and I’d made such a fuss over it that she remembered. We faced each other in the garden tub, surrounded by vanilla-scented candles, and lathered our bodies with loofa sponges.
“Turn around so I can wash your back,” Errin suggested.
I did and I could feel her pert nipples pressing into my shoulder blades as she scooted up against me. She scrubbed my back and then dropped the sponge, reaching around to palm my breasts and rub my nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. She nibbled on the nape of my neck and sucked on my earlobe, causing a moan to escape from somewhere deep within me.
One of her hands disappeared beneath the bubbles, eager to slip inside me. I leaned back into her embrace, throwing one of my ankles onto the side of the tub to allow her easier access. “This feels oh so right, baby,” Errin whispered into my ear. “I’m going to make you so happy.”
“I want to make you happy, too,” I responded faintly, lost in the ecstasy.
“You do make me happy, Paige.” She feverishly worked
her fingers over my clit and I gyrated my hips to their rhythm. “I haven’t been able to think of anyone or anything else since we met.”
“Me either,” I readily admitted.
I turned around and straddled her thighs, showering her with passionate kisses and rubbing my pussy up against her. Errin’s mouth went for one of my breasts, drawing it in and suckling on it hungrily. She ran a finely manicured fingertip up and down the crack of my ass, teasing my hole with it a few times before pressing it inside. That was a totally new sensation for me. One I’d often dreamed about. One of the many things I’d dreamed about that Errin made a reality that night.
I rode the fingers of one of her hands while she continued to work my ass over with the other one, grabbing onto the sides of the tub for better leverage. I threw my head back, arching my spine, while Errin moved her mouth from one breast to the other, giving them equal attention. She licked a trail down to my belly button, dipping the tip of her tongue into it, blowing on it like someone was tickling me with a feather, and then dipped her tongue into it again. It was heavenly.
We ended up on the bed, me on my back with the rose petals teasing my wet skin, Errin on her side drying me off carefully with a fluffy towel. We stared into each other’s eyes for what seemed like an eternity. No more words were exchanged. There was no need for them.
After drying me off completely, Errin retrieved a bottle of strawberry-flavored massage oil from her overnight bag and gave me a full body massage. Every part of me she caressed, she followed up with her skillful tongue. She gave special attention to my feet, sucking each one of my toes individually and licking my soles.
I couldn’t take it anymore. “Errin, please taste me!” I heard myself exclaim. “Please, please taste me!”
“You don’t have to beg, baby,” she responded, spreading my legs gently.
She lifted one of my thighs, kissed my kneecap, and then positioned my leg over her shoulder, easing her tongue higher and higher until I could feel her hair cascading over the lips of my pussy. Then she tasted me. She tasted me for a very long time and I’d never had such an intense array of feelings in my entire life. I had nothing to compare it to, but Errin was good. Damn good!
