She started moving down and as she was moving down I was pulling her t-shirt, she came on my chest all was licking all over. I was experiencing it for...the first time as my ex never did that to me. The feeling was awesome and I loved it. When she reached my tummy hole I had removed my t shirt. She had worn a loose black bra, so her nipples were visible. When she started to lick and blow air in my tummy hole I unhooked her bra, and her boobs were hanging like mangoes on the trees. I started. I had been with a woman before, but only experimenting during college, yet it seemed so right....I turned and inhaled her scent, pressing my lips softly against her hair, feeling her pull me closer. My harm slid around her waist and trailed over her hip, gently tracing its curve. Holli smiled inot my eyes, then leaned in and kissed me quickly."Does this frighten you at all, Kat? I mean, we just met a few hours ago..."I kissed her longer and more passionately in response, feeling myself losing. No one knew if this was correct but we argued about it and I thought it was as good an explanation as any unless you picked a Lamarckism theory that the disease caused the change.The ability to 'taste' affected the way we learned basic military formations and training. We 'tasted' the sergeants and were quickly able to tell when they were really annoyed and just pretending to be. Our 'tasting ' of each other led us to be able tell when a file leader began to march or was going to stop by. " After we'd have sex again I would promise not to disturb her for a little bit and let her work. I'd catch up on Law and Order: SVU while I waited. Every other night we would have dinner together. If we were together every night, my parents would become suspicious. I liked having dinner with Jen because it felt like we weren't a student and a teacher who were lovers and now dating, but just two people who met randomly and fell in love. After dinner I would help her clean and we would sit on.