Archive-name: First/cooze.ff
Archive-author: Marva G. Maine
Archive-title: First Taste Of Cooze


                         From 'Sexiest Letters'

  "I've never experienced an orgasm," my roomate Anna confessed.  I looked at
her, surprised.  She was a pretty, firm-breasted blonde with long, straight
hair that she kept in a pair of heavy braids.  Her serious blue eyes were
highlighted by her white-gold eyebrows and flawless complexion.  I shifted
uneasily in my chair as I involuntarily flashed on the image of my tongue
flicking across the pink button of her throbbing clitoris.
  "That's too bad," I said carefully.  What are you supposed to say to
something like that?  HEY, GIRL, I'LL SHOW YOU HOW IT'S DONE seemed kind of
crude.
  "Have you ever had a problem like that?" she asked.
  "No," I admitted, hoping it didn't sound like I was bragging.  "In fact,
I'm a little bit trigger-happy if you touch me in the right place."
  "Maybe it's just that no one has ever touched me in the right place..."
Her voice trailed off as she glanced down at the floor, too shy to meet my
gaze.  Damn her, she was hinting!
  "If you want, I can check it out for you," I said, still trying to sound
like I didn't care one way or the other.  "Or, if you feel uncomfortable
about another woman touching your body, I could just show you how I play with
myself . . . "
  Anna was already zipping down my skirt.  When she yanked it to my ankles, I
kicked it away.  My panties followed quickly.  Naked from the waist down, I
sat down in the chair with my legs spread wide so she could look straight up
my creamy cunthole.
  "I have this sensitive bundle of nerves right here," I said, touching the
place where the heavy lips of my pussy converged to form the hood that
protected my clitoris.  That secret love button danced twitchily under my
fingers, going as hard as a small perfect pearl.
  "You don't stick you finger up your cunt to jerk yourself off?" she asked,
amazed.
  "Nah.  I like it better this way.  A lot of girls do."  I moved the tips of
my fingers in a circular motion over my quivering clitoris.  As I grew more
excited, I strummed harder, playing my love button like a sexual guitar.  Anna
leaned forward, licking her lips.
  "You can get closer," I said, encouraging her.  "Take a good look."
  She got out of her chair and knelt on the floor between my legs.  As she
bent over my cunt, I felt her hot breath tickle the sensitive skin of my inner
thighs.  she was so close to sucking off my twat and my hand blurred over my
clitty nubbin as I thundered into my first orgasm.
  Suddenly, as I kicked and squirmed in my chair, Anna shoved my fingers out of
the way so she could watch my spasming clitoris undergo its crazy contractions.
Then she actually bent down and wrapped her lips around that sensitive bud!
When she moved the flat of ther tongue experimentally across my clit, I went
from one mind-blasting orgasm into a series of cunt-shattering multiples.  Her
beginner's lick job was enough to keep me thundering in my seat for a full
twenty minutes.
  Even when the most wildest shudders ceased, small orgasmic aftershocks
continued to ripple through my body.  Anna, who really wanted that close-up
look, refused to take her head from my crotch.  In fact, she diddled her
tongue lower, licking it in and out of my pussy so she could taste my female
juices.
  At long last, she got up.  "That was unbelievable," she said, a yearning in
her voice.  "But I could never experience so muc pleasure..."
  "Of course you can!" Hign on sex, I jumped up as fresh energy zipped through
my body.  "Come here, lover,"  I said and I started taking off her clothes.
  "When we were both completely naked, I guided Anna down onto the carpet, so
that she was stretched out flat on her back.  Shy, she kept both legs together
until I gently spread her knees aapart and climbed between them.  Running my
tongue around my suddenly-dry lips, I proceeded to suck her.
  "The golden fleece that lined Anna's soft pussy tickled my tongue as I lapped
across her whole twat.  Rolling her blush-pink pussy wattles between my lips,
I sloly circled in on her pea-sized clitoris.  Pressing it hard, I made her
jerk and kick her feet against the floor.  She raised one hand and then let it
fall, smacking the carpet with and emphatic sound.
  She felt a little stiff at first, as if she was afraid to let go.  As it
became  obvious that I loved her gooey oyster sauce, she relaxed.  Her butt
began to undulate against the carpet to the beat of my tongue-strokes.  Her
hard, erect clitoris fluttered.  Then she went stiff al over, and next she
exploded!
  I lost track of the number of orgasms I gave Anna that afternoon.  But I
knew it wasn't enough to make up for all she'd missed.  I guess I'll just have
to give her some more.

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