I was really anxious to get Phaedra back to her house. She was really aroused and I didn't want her to cool off. Now that I was over my hang-ups I was all the more attracted to her and wanted to be intimate with her in every way!

"You never answered one of my questions," I said.

"I'm sorry," she replied, "Ask me again."

"Do you like to be rimmed?" I asked.

"I told you, dear Bill that you didn't have to do that," she said.

"But what if I want to?" I asked.

"Then we'll get started as soon as we get home," she promised.

I'd never rimmed a woman before, though I wanted to. Genetic women were so uptight about anal, so I never got a chance. Maybe that was a good thing. Whenever I'd see a girl's cheeks spread in porn, I wanted to kiss her tender pucker, even if it was a really dirty thing to do. As sexy as a girls ass is, the idea or kissing a girl there was both erotic and disgusting. What if she wasn't clean? I realized that I shouldn't have let Phaedra know I wanted to rim her, but now that I did, I was stuck. I hoped I didn't botch this up too!

We arrived at Phaedra's house and went inside. I took her into my arms, pulled her close and kissed her. Before I got ahead of myself I thought I better slow things down.

"There's just one thing," I said, "I've never rimmed before."

"I'm sure you'll do just fine," Phaedra assured me, "You learn quickly."

"I'm just a little nervous about what it will be like," I said.

"I get it," she said, "Kissing me on the mouth is one thing, but kissing my ass is a whole different matter."

"Well yes," I admitted, "Kind of."

"Kind of?" she replied, "You are a very good kisser, so I know you know exactly what to do."

"Phaedra, you have a really pretty bottom, I want it, but at the same time it just seems kind of disgusting."

"Okay, I get it," Phaedra responded, "You're wondering if I'll be clean enough – right?"

I didn't dare admit that I thought she'd be dirty, but it was exactly what I feared.

Getting no reply from me, she said, "Okay, I get it – if you want you can clean me up yourself."

That broke my hesitation, and I replied, "No Phaedra – it was stupid of me to think that – I want to do it with you."

Phaeda led me to the bedroom where she knelt on the bed with her ass facing me. I approached and lifted the back of her skirt, revealing her beautiful buns. I knelt on the floor and kissed one cheek, then the other. I was delighted to find the only smell was the faint fragrance of soap and her perfume. I recalled slipping my finger into her this morning when we showered and realized that she must be really clean.

I slipped my tongue in her crack and playfully licked her. "You're on the right track," said Phaedra, "Now keep going."

I spread her cheeks, revealing her lovely pucker. I recalled that many times I'd seen pictures like this and wanted to kiss the girl but now here was the real thing! I tentatively brought my lips to her, feeling the warmth of her cheeks against mine. I cautiously extended my tongue and licked her.

Phaedra moaned with delight and pressed back against me. I knew what I had to do and finally found the courage to do it. I pressed my tongue inside her, still a little cautious, but it was great. Phaedra was completely clean, and I was really beginning to enjoy it. This special kiss – perhaps the most intimate kiss of all – was something I'd wanted to do forever, and now, thanks to Phaedra it was a reality, and I loved it!

Phaeda continued to moan while pushing back, as if to drive my tongue in deeper. I gave her all I had, and wished my tongue was longer, like that one singer in the rock band Kiss – he could darn near touch his chin with his tongue! But I did my best for Phaedra, finally having to stop because my tongue was tired and my neck was getting sore.

"I need a rest," I said, "But I'd like to come back later."

"You can do that any time you like!" assured Phaedra. I was thrilled that she enjoyed my kinky desires.

We snuggled together on the bed and Phaedra asked, "So was I clean enough for you?"

"You were wonderfully clean," I said, "Kissing clean!"

"I promise you that I will always be 'kissing clean' for you," she whispered, bringing her lips to mine.

"I should brush my teeth first," I protested, but she stopped me.

"If I'm kissing clean for you, your mouth is clean enough for me to kiss!" she assured me, and our tongues danced together.

After a few minutes Phaedra asked, "Would you like to try doing it in another position?"

"Sure," I said, not certain of what I might be getting myself into.

Phaedra had me lay on my back and then she moved up and knelt over me, with her knees just under my arms. She lowered her ass to me while spreading her cheeks, offering herself to me. I eagerly extended my tongue into her as she said, "Make sure you can breathe okay!"

After a little adjustment I couldn't believe how exciting this was – and very comfortable too! It was easy to give her all the tongue I had and I didn't tire as quickly. I immediately fell in love with that position – I felt so wonderfully close to Phaedra!

Then Phaedra began stroking me and soon had me fully erect. She leaned forward, pulling away from my face and took me into her mouth. Her clitty was hard and soon I was sucking her as well. I had never 69'd before but knew it was something I wanted to do again and again! Phaedra was one adventure after another. With Phaedra on top of me I had the most wonderful view of her perfect ass, which I fondled, and then slipped a finger into her. That seemed to really charge her up, and soon she squirted her girl juice into my mouth. It was still strong tasting, but I welcomed the nectar of Phaedra's orgasm, and soon I came in her mouth.

After a few minutes we each caught our breath, and Phaedra got off me and lay beside me. We kissed, exchanging our love juices. I knew I would never be satisfied with a genetic woman again!

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)