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By Marva G. Maine

"I've never experienced an orgasm," my roommate 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 lose 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 her 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 two minutes.
Even when the 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 much pleasure..."
"Of course you can!" High 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 apart 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 slowly 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.