“Ohm. Ohh. Oh please stop. No, don’t stop. Ohh. Oh.” She babbled. My tongue and lips worked almost by themselves. I became intoxicated, lost in ...he heady ecstasy I was inducing, lost in the taste of her. My mouth locked over her entire organ, sucking it.My tongue became a fiery blade, circling within her body. I pounded my tongue into her, though my jaws ached, and the base of my tongue stretched painfully. Her babbling became incoherent, little cries Interspersed with animal growls. Her hips. Mel moaned. I sucked – softly at first – then with force. She squirmed shooting the word ‘Fuck!’ and quickly took out her cock. I opened my mouth to a beautiful O instantly. A second later Mel’s cock slid again in between my lips. This time she started to slowly fuck my face, controlling both the rhythm and depth. I remained still; just like a sex doll. My mouth was shaped at O and humbly offered at Mel’s disposal. I put hands on her ass cheeks. She had well trained and firm ass. I squeezed it. They can tell.What I like is a guy who knows what he wants. There was this taller guy, maybe ten feet away. I thought he was the type. He was maybe forty, built though. He wasn’t too old for me. He came up next to me at the bar and gave me just the nicest smile. He was all flannel shirt and pine scent and had the largest hands. I started wondering how it would feel to have them on me. Turns out I didn’t have to wait long to find out.As soon as he said hi, his hand was on my back. It felt good. I was very shy, and my friends tried really hard to get me out of it, but nothing had worked. And every time they introduced me to a guy, I’d go running off the other way. It was quite embarrassing to be 23, beautiful AND shy. I tried working on my confidence and found that it worked…in the mirror. I knew how to respond to most pick up lines, and made myself appear to be bold. But if I wanted that true, real-life experience, then I’d have to get out of the shell and explore. And then one day,.