She groaned and pleaded with me “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

I smiled at her and said “Are you wet for me Bette?  It’s time for you to show me. I want to see if you’re as wet as I am.”

She swallowed hard as I reached down and tug off her bikini bottom.  She scooted up the bed when I was done and opened herself up to me.  What shocked me more than anything was that she was completely shaved and smooth.  Something she had refused to do for me even though I had asked.  She must have seen the look of surprise on my face.

“I was drunk and Jodi took advantage.  You were right all along T, it feels wonderful against my silk underwear.” Sometimes I just go for a walk around the campus and get so damn aroused by the feeling.  She looked away, slightly embarrassed by the whole admission.

“Promise me that the next time I ask you’ll let me do it and I’ll forgive you.”

“I promise T.”

I looked at her again, her hands still above her head, nipples rock hard, lips swollen and slick with her juices.  I felt my clit twitch and I reached down to stroke it.  I needed a release just as bad as Bette at this point.

“You’re so beautiful T.  Can I taste you?  Please.”

I heard Bette but was lost in my own touch. I dipped my index finger into my core and circled my clit several times before I registered that Bette was talking to me.

“Fuck T, let me taste you, I’m begging you please?”

I snapped to attention when I heard the word begging and opened my eyes.  Bette’s hips were undulating up and down in time with the stroke of my finger.  I climbed onto the bed, positioning myself above her leaning my weight on my left hand while my right came to her mouth.  She took my finger into my mouth and moaned as she tasted me for the first time in over a year. I withdrew my hand and she smiled, gazing intently into my eyes, waiting for my next move.

“Relax and enjoy.” Then I moved in for a kiss.  A scorching kiss, that let her know she was the only one I desired.  I quickly moved down her body, unable to contain myself any longer.  I stopped when I got to her core and took a deep breath.  I had missed that smell that was so uniquely Bette.  I had longed to smell and taste her for what seemed to be forever and now the moment was here.  I hesitated no longer as I gently ran my tongue over her lips and pushed into her core.  I heard her gasp and moan as I pushed into her over and over again.  My tongue found her clit and I stopped for a moment as I felt it pulse. She screamed my name again, begging for me to enter her.  I ignored her, wanting to keep her in a state of supreme need for as long as possible.  My tongue moved her clit back and forth before circling and then I grasped the bundle of nerves between my lips and squeezed down while I finally pushed two fingers into her.  I started moving in and out with as much force as I could muster.

“More T, I need more.  Oh God, fuck me.”

I slipped another finger in and pumped faster.  As she pushed her body into my hands I reached up, my fingers finding her G-spot.  I rubbed the spot gently because I wanted to prologue her orgasm.  She thought I was teasing her.

“God damn it T.  I can’t anymore.  Let me go.  Please let me cum.”

I brought my torture to an end by push up hard into her spot and she screamed as her walls closed down hard on my fingers.  I stilled my hand but left it inside her, moving the rest of my body upward until I could lay my head against her breasts.  I listened intently to her heartbeat wanting to memorize the song it played only for me.