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I hesitated for a moment. I wasn’t sure that I was ready for this, but the look on her face propelled me to take what was clearly the next step. I quickly hooked my fingers in the waistband of her shorts and, while she lifted herself up of the worktop, I began to peel her shorts down her thighs. I could have easily passed out as her wet pussy appeared, pointing straight at me, seeming to thrust up in my direction. I stared straight at it, as I finished pulling her shorts down her legs, past her knees, then down to her ankles, and finally off over her trainers. I was right about the other day. She wore no panties.

Dropping her shorts to the floor, I stood and again stared at her small, delectable body, now completely naked. Her legs were smooth and perfectly shaped. Her thighs looked soft and inviting. What struck me as most captivating however, was seeing that her pubic area was completely clean-shaven. While I usually trim my pubic hair, hers was completely bald. It was stunning. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

Her whole body was so beautiful, and I wanted to run my hands all over it. I slowly slid my fingers across her belly until I reached her pussy. It was hot and slick with her juice. I moved my finger back and forward over its plump lips. I slowly got down on my knees to get a better look at her, and she spread her legs for me and shuffled forward so her bottom rested near the edge of the worktop. My face got closer, and I could see every wonderful detail of her. The skin around the puffy lips was slightly darker than the rest. Her labia where swollen and full, and they seemed to almost pout out at me, soaked with the dew of lubrication. She was very wet indeed.

If I had any doubts about myself and my ability to do what came next, they were quickly erased as I inhaled her scent. I had never smelled another woman’s pussy before, and it was an … mixture of perspiration and musk. There was nothing artificial. No perfume, no cologne or powder; just the raw, natural, sweet aroma of this girl’s lust. I leaned in closer and inhaled deeply. The odour filled my head and made me dizzy with desire. I had to have her. The urge to lean over and taste this girl was overpowering.

I bent forward, touching her pussy with my mouth, and slid my tongue between its dewy folds. I was tentative at first, but the slippery, salty taste made me press on. I stretched out my tongue as far as it would go and licked her glistening slit from the bottom to the very top, not neglecting to tickle her little clit. Becky giggled and moaned and squirmed as I got my first taste of another woman. She was sweet and tangy, not unlike my own juices, which I have tasted a few times. But there were subtle differences that I couldn’t quite put a finger on. But this wasn’t a wine tasting, and I didn’t waste any more time trying to compare flavours.

I slid my tongue back inside her, wriggling it around while my teeth lightly nibbled at her wet pussy lips and clit. She started to make little animal sounds. It made me feel incredibly sexy to think that I was getting this girl so excited. Her sounds urged me on and made me feel more aggressive. I started sucking on her clit while driving my tongue deep into her.

I could feel her shifting her body around, and I looked up to see what she was doing. One by one, she had lifted both feet up, placing them flat on the worktop next to her, opening herself up to me further. She reached down under her bent legs and gently spread her lips apart with her fingers, holding her pussy wide open for me, exposing her inner depths. At that moment it occurred to me what a sight we would have made if Simon had walked in on us right now. Here was this gorgeous girl sitting on my kitchen worktop, naked apart from those grubby little trainers. And here I was; an ordinary housewife, on my knees in front of her, naked except for my now soaking panties, with my face buried in her wet pussy. Of course at that point I doubt I would have even noticed if anyone had walked in. I doubt I would have stopped even if the house was on fire.

I returned my full attention to her pussy, slurping and licking at it for all I was worth. All my inhibitions were being forced out of me and I displayed all of my passions. I slid my tongue over her fingers, and she began moving them, rubbing herself. I licked away at her fingers and pussy as we both slid up and down her open slit. Dropping lower I tongued her hole again. In and out I went, wiggling my tongue as I lapped at the insides. I was at the heart of her femininity and she had nothing left to hide. She began oscillating and grinding her hips against my face, in rhythm with my tongue, her breath raging and uncontrolled. She watched as I sucked all of her young juices, and God did I love them! I was out of control, and began drooling saliva out of the sides of my mouth, as my tongue stimulated her young sensitive pussy.

I was really worked up myself by now, and I slowly slid my hand down across my belly to my soaked panties, grabbing at the waistband, pulling them so that the material rode up into the folds of my pussy. I slipped my hand down the front of my panties, my fingers finding my own slit throbbing and soaking wet. I plunged two fingers inside myself and started to hump against my hand as I intensified the pleasure my mouth was giving her.

I had just about fingered myself to a second intense orgasm when she started to squeal and thrash about. She was getting red faced, and her eyes seemed glazed.

“My God,” I thought. “I’m making her cum!”

That just about did it for me, and I came all over my hand, rocking and squeezing on my clit. Seconds later, her sweet juices splashed all over my lips as she orgasmed. Shuddering, she moaned loudly, closing her thighs, squeezing them onto my cheeks. She bucked her hips, pushing forward against my face, her whole body shaking. I glanced up at her, seeing her face puckered in the pleasures of satisfaction.

As her soft moans died down and her hips finally stopped bouncing up and down, I looked up at her again, this time letting my gaze travel across her entire body. Her pussy glistened and her tummy quivered and heaved as she panted. Her mouth was slightly open and beads of sweat had formed on her upper lip. She looked down at me and smiled contently.

I helped her hop down from the worktop and she collapsed to the floor beside me. We were both … and we sat, wrapped in each others arms, gently stroking each others skin.