III.
In the dimly lit hotel room, she sits, naked, anxious, in an armchair by the window. I kneel between her parted legs, my face between her thighs. I inhale the warm, bitter-sweet musk of her cunt for the first time. The bright pink, origami-like gash in her pale skin is as unblemished as a child’s. I brush my cheek against the whispy smear of straight black hair on her pubic mound.
I wanted to fuck her the moment we first met. Neither of us has been with a woman before. Her cunt oozes wetness. So does mine. But we are both nervous, uncertain. This simple act of eating her feels, somehow, too ordinary.
I widen my mouth around her vulva and flick my tongue across the delicate folds of her labia. I take the fleshy, protective hood of her clitoris between my lips, sucking until a soft vacuum draws blood to its tip, drawing it upwards and hardening it like a tiny cock. I stiffen my tongue so I can slide it as far as I can inside her hot, sticky cunt. She arches her back and pushes her pelvis up so hard its boney arch bruises my lips.
She wants to be penetrated. Sharp fingernails rake the back of my shaven head, urging me to suck her harder. I thrust three fingers into her cunt, fleshy pads probing upwards, past her vulva. It’s sudden and forceful: she grunts and her pelvic muscles clench. Imagining a male lover’s cock, I crook my fingers slightly and begin to slide them in and out, grazing the knuckles and fingertips against her. The flesh inside mutates with her mounting hunger, tiny, reptilian nodules surfacing on soft, oily suede.
Her breath shortens and turns into a series of high-pitched whimpers. Her body twists and shudders. Slender, sinewy limbs snake around my neck and over my shoulders, locking my whole face against her groin. Iku, she whispers. I’m coming. A trickle of clear fluid seeps from within her. It runs between my fingers, now circling her swollen cervix, and pools in the palm of my hand upturned within her. I withdraw my hand and lick it hungrily. I smear it against her labia with my fingers, then my lips, as I, too, begin to come.