For some time we were in the stage of frigging one another so this didn't surprise her at all.
“Oh yes, please, Mary… frig me. Make me come and give me your cunt so I can do the same for you. Your story has so much excited me… I just have to come… I can't wait any longer… let's masturbate each other!”
She took her finger from her cunt and the wet lips seemed to wink at me, urging me into action. Instead of bringing my fingers to her cunt in the way she thought I was going to, I brought my head down between her legs and slowly I brought my mouth to her cunt. For the first time my lips were going to taste another female's most private part, and I shuddered in delight. Sticking out my tongue I applied it between the wet cunt lips and sticking it in as far as I could my mouth closed over her cunt. She rolled her belly when she felt this unexpected tender touch and it made her cry out in delight.
“Good heavens, what are you doing? Your fingers never felt like this before. Never have you finger-fucked me like this before! Keep on… please… don't stop now… make me come first. Tell me how you did this… and I will do the same for you… oh… it's so lovely… so lovely…”
That was all I wanted to hear. So it was good after all! I really went at it after I had told her what I was doing to her cunt.
“It isn't my finger, darling. It's my tongue you are feeling up your slit. Stroking, stabbing, licking and sucking your lovely wet cunt… oh, Mary, it's such a lovely taste… so lovely… and you're giving so much of it. I'm going to make you come like this…”
All this was very true. I really liked the taste of her and I still think there is hardly anything that can compare with the taste of a dripping slit, full of tasty juice… thick and sperm-like… So I really started to eat her after I had told her what I was doing. I was delighted to be able to do this for her. Wasn't she my dear friend who had shown me how to masturbate? Wasn't she the darling who had brought me to the priest, so I had learned what a prick was like? And now I was paying her back for everything and at the same time I was receiving again. Lots and lots of cunt juice, that is…
“Faster… faster, Mitzy,” she urged me on. “Make your tongue go faster… suck me… lick me faster… make me come… If I don't come very soon you will drive me out of my mind with your lovely mouth… Oh yes… this is really lovely… gorgeous… Oh, Mitzy, my love… I will lick your cunt in the same way… I will give you the same pleasures… oooooohhhh… I'm coooming, my darling… I'm coming… creaming… spunking… OOOOOOOhhhh…”
And that is what she did. Coming till I thought she would never stop to pour out her juices… pumping it in my waiting mouth… But I got every drop of it and I didn't even choke on it. It was so lovely.
Even now it takes a real wave of cunt juice before a single drop escapes my ever-hungry mouth. I love the sticky stuff a randy woman lets flow from her hot-box. And I always have.
The highly erotic act I had committed on my little friend Mary had excited me terribly and at the time she came back to her senses, my finger was rapidly flying in and out of my dripping cunny.
“Oh… Mitzy,” was all she could utter as she moved herself up against me.
She started to prove she wanted to do something with her tongue by beginning to tongue kiss me full on the mouth. Her tongue moved over my mouth first and then she really started to kiss me. The pointed tip disappeared between my lips and forced my teeth apart. It moved over my palate and my tongue and our saliva mingled in a most delightful way.
My finger had left my snatch but her hand went for it in a most resolute way. Without stopping to kiss me she started to masturbate me tenderly till she had me flowing good and properly and I almost creamed on her fingers. Remembering her promise to me she bent her head and went for my dripping slit with her mouth.
I could feel her breath on my cunt when she neared her goal and then her mouth dipped between the swollen lips of my cunt. I almost stopped breathing when I felt her tongue start to move in and out of my pussy. I moaned in delight and my eyes rolled in my head. My body seemed to be on fire. I began to utter hardly audible words and bit my lips in delight till I tasted blood. My whole body seemed to be transformed into one gigantic cunt and it was as if I didn't possess any other parts. My whole being was centered on my cunt. My body shook in heavy convulsions and I felt as if I was drained. In my mind floated visions of huge, hairy, dripping slits and I was randy… randy… randy…! This just couldn't last forever. It just couldn't. It would drive me out of my mind.
I knew I couldn't hold back my orgasm any longer and in fact I didn't want to. The only thing I wanted right now was to come under Mary's avidly moving tongue, filling her mouth with the spunk she seemed to want so much… Pushing my crack tight against her mouth I let go of my load. It overflowed her mouth, dripping over her lips and chin. Sensuously she licked her lips and a light of pleasure shone in her eyes. Right after she was satisfied that she had caught all of my juices, Mary wanted to start again and I could only fulfill her wishes.
First we started our second game of this afternoon in our usual way. That is, by sitting opposite each other with our legs spread as far as they would go. This way we had a beautiful view of each other's cunt and it made frigging one another a delight. When we were fully aroused we once more decided to try something new. We laid ourselves head to toe and now we were able to give each other the delightful use of the tongue at the same time. No more waiting for the other. Now we were going up the road to pleasure together. We lapped at the cunt in front of our mouths like two young puppies, all the while encouraging each other to suck harder or lick deeper. Needless to say, we soon achieved the desired results and cunt juice filled our mouths.
So the years went on. I had my pleasure with Mary, and with the priest.
Sometimes Mary and I watched my mother and the priest together and this always resulted in a very heavy bout of lovemaking between the two of us. Sometimes when my mother and the priest were extremely randy we managed to come ourselves, standing at the crack in the wall, our eyes glued to it and madly frigging our well developed cunts. There is nothing that will make a cunt grow in maturity quicker than a good and often repeated frig.
My mother and the priest never seemed to fuck one another, but I was going to learn that also. Although there were plenty of boys my age in the village I lived in, I never really took notice of them. For some reason I just didn't want to become too intimate with them. I didn't want to stay in this village and a boy from the same town may have been a bother to me when I wanted to move out into the world.
Although still very young, I had already made up my mind not to do as most girls in a village do. After school they take a job with one of the farmers, or one of the shops. The lucky one may land a job at the local lawyer's office but that is the best they can do for themselves. Out of sheer boredom they get married very young and in no time at all they have a husband who bores them to death or spends all his time in the pub. On top of that they have a houseful of horrible screaming brats to take care of. No sir, that's not my idea of a pleasant youth and life. I was going to leave this tomb as soon as my parents would permit me and go to exciting places and have nice jobs where one meets a lot of people. As far as I was concerned it couldn't be too soon for I was seventeen now and eager to experience the fruits of life.
Anyway, coming back to where I started. At fucking, that is. My friend Mary had a younger brother and one day the two of us surprised him while he was playing with himself. Yes, that's right, he was masturbating when we found him. Although he was only fifteen, he had an unusually long prick for a boy his age. The stem of it was thin but the head was fat and bulging. It seemed a little out of shape if you compared it to the rest of his prick, but it was still an appetizing tool to experiment with. Like I already told you, Mary and I found him one afternoon. And in her room of all places. He was standing in front of the mirror, his nose buried in the crotch of one of his sister's dirty panties, his hand clasped tightly around his swollen prick. He had taken off his trousers as well as his underpants, to have a better view of his friggings. He was startled when we came in and wanted to escape from the room in a hurry, but Mary and I held him back.