THIS IS PART FIVE OF AN ONGOING STORY
So on the day before my 23rd birthday, my friend Kat had driven up to Fresno from Pasadena, and offered me her virginity as a birthday present. At first I had felt bad about taking it from her, but she made such a convincing argument – including the fact that it was her birthday present to herself (her birthday falls three days before mine) – that I eventually agreed. After she left at about 3:00 PM, I had showered, sat down in front of the TV, turned it on – and promptly fallen asleep.
I was awakened at midnight by a knocking on my door. I woke up, checked the time on my clock, and saw that it was now – if just barely – Sunday, November 21st, my 23rd birthday. Who the heck would be at my door at this time of night?
I turned off the TV, and walked over to the door and opened it – and there was Erin, dressed in her ankle-length trenchcoat. That seemed weird, because it had been warm that day, but having been asleep for the last nine hours, I had no idea how cool it might have gotten. "Hi!" I said. I certainly hadn't expected it to be her!
"Hello," she said in a sultry voice. She dropped the trenchcoat to the floor – and she was wearing nothing beneath except for a pair of stilleto heels and a red ribbon around her neck.
"Happy birthday."
Now this I couldn't believe. Erin was standing in my doorway, butt naked, except for spike heels that made her taller and made her appear to be even sexier than she already was, and a ribbon tied around her neck – she almost looked like a gift wrapped present, except with just the ribbon and no wrapping paper.
Apparently amused that I was just standing there in shock, she said, "So, are you going to invite me in, or am I just going to stand here in your hallway naked?"
"Um, c-come in!" I stammered. This was just too much to believe.
"So," said Erin, the familiar evil grin spreading across her face. "Do you like your birthday present?"
"Well, it looks pretty damn good," I said. "However, I haven't tried it out recently, so I don't know how well it performs."
"Hmmm," she replied, with a look of complete innocence on her face. "Well, let's just say there have been some… modifications… made since you last gave it a ride."
HOT DAMN! She HAD been doing Tara's exercises!
"Well, perhaps I should test those modifications out," I said. "They may impress me."
"Okay," said Erin. "But I think you need to warm it up first."
I looked at her with a confused look, completely blank.
"Oh, come on," she replied. "I've sucked your dick a lot, but I think that you've gotten your tongue near my pussy all of once, and that was only for a few seconds."
OH SHIT. I had NEVER actually performed oral sex on a woman before, so I didn't really know what to do. However, there was no way I could just tell Erin that.
"Ummm…" I said. "Give me a minute… I'll be right back."
I ran into my bedroom and shut the door behind me. SHIT. Crossing to my computer, I did a Google search on the "Tongue Tornado" – the epic oral sex from the first American Pie movie. Amazingly, there was actually a website that described how to do it.
Thank God for a photographic memory. I looked at the steps a few times, committed them to memory, then shut down Internet Explorer and ran back out into the main room. Erin was still out there, but now she had sat down on the couch, crossing her legs in such a way that I could just barely see her pussy and get a glimpse of her luscious ass.
"Okay," I said. "Let me give this a shot."
Oh shit. I didn't mean to say that part out loud. Fortunately, she didn't seem to notice. She just laid back on the couch – the couch that Kat and I had fucked on ten hours earlier! – and spread her legs.
Tentatively, I moved in, not quite sure if this was going to work or not. On top of my nervousness of doing this, I had heard horror stories from my friends about how pussies sometimes smelled – like rotten fish, or just like absolute shit, or just so bad that they almost vomited. However, Erin's did not smell like any of those things. It smelled a bit musky – almost like Old Spice – with a bare hint of a sweet, honey-like scent to it. All in all, it was rather enjoyable, actually.
Moving in closer, I closed my eyes, trying to read the list of instructions in my head. I extended my tongue as far as it would go and stuck it into her pussy. Going step by step down the list of instructions, I worked my tongue until it was tired. It seemed that I wasn't getting any results, but it seems that this thing is actually a cumulative effort – nothing seems to happen, and then an incredible amount of accrued stimulation is just released, because Erin suddenly went into one of the most violent orgasms I've ever seen.
"Oh FUCK!" she screamed loudly, as she climaxed. Without warning, she ground her pussy into my nose and squeezed her legs together. I suddenly couldn't see, I could barely breathe, and I couldn't hear. Fortunately, this only lasted for a few seconds, until she finished climaxing. Her body released its grip on me, and I pulled my head out. My face was absolutely drenched in her juices, and the front of my hair was dripping down over my forehead. I stood up and gave her a, was that really necessary? look.
She opened her eyes and looked up at me. Seeing my look and my wet face, a sheepish grin spread across her face. "Did I do that?" she asked. "If so, I'm sorry… although that was the most incredible orgasm I've ever had."
I couldn't help it any more. I just started laughing and shook my head. At that moment, there was a knock on my door.
I crossed to the door and opened it just a bare crack, just enough to see out. Bill, one of my residents, was standing outside, with a very concerned look on his face. "Uh, Jason, are you all right? I heard a really high-pitched scream come from your room…"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Nothing happened."
"Are you sure? I mean, it sounded bad."
Exasperated, I stepped out in the hallway, my face still wet. "Bill, let me explain something, okay? As of twenty minutes ago, it is my birthday. My girlfriend is here."
