Emmy and the Top Ten List

I nuzzled my love’s smooth armpit for the first time ever. It was indeed much smoother. Firstly, she had had her hair lasered off long ago. Secondly, her body felt flushed and hot which caused her to have a slippery sheen of fresh, clean, salty, perspiration there. I reveled deeply in the virgin sensations while rubbing my lips and tongue all over our newfound garden of delight. She raised her arm even higher, inviting me deeper into her pit. Responding, I sucked hard enough to leave a lone hickey, like a flag marking new territory. Next I bit gently all over; a man possessed of passion.

But Princess must have grown bored, having been left alone. Not to be outdone, she grabbed my head again, forcing me down all the way this time. She pushed me straight to her moist gash. The sparse forest of protruding tree-stump-hairs poked my lips but I didn’t care. I was too far gone in lust to care about anything.

She grasped her ankles firmly and with her legs now held high in the air she was spread open obscenely. I’ve never eaten Em in this position, instead Em just lies on her back while I crouch at her hirsute mound hoping to lick the right spot. With Em I’m never really ever certain that I’m finding her labia or clit hidden in the tangled muff.

But with Princess it was all out there. I could easily see her curled meaty ribbons hanging there on either side of an unmistakable shiny groove. They were split wide open and they parted even more as she flexed her legs. It was a wonder to so easily see a snatch so fully exposed. Her lips were folded upon themselves in places but unfurled too in others like great flowery petals opening to the morning sun. They were so odd compared to Em’s it made me question if Princesses lips were normal.