"That's her clitoral hood, which protects her clit because it's so sensitive. Now just look." Jo pulled Christy's hood up, exposing her clit to the cool bedroom air. "See it? Little pink nubbin? That's her clitoris. Congratulations, Charlie. You now know more than eighty percent of the male population. Now kiss there very lightly."
Jo had to close her eyes again when Charlie's lips made contact, not out of shame but pleasure. The softness of his lips against her clit sent a wave of pulsing pleasure from her pussy straight up to her brain. Hairs stood on the back of her neck and she couldn't help but let out a small moan
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"See the effect that has?" Jo asked Charlie. "Imagine the head of your cock but a hundred times more sensitive. That's her button right there. See how her pussy's gotten wet? That means she likes what you're doing. She'll get wetter as you go. Here, lick between her lips. One big lap right between them."
Christy felt the roughness of Charlie's tongue as it swept up her pussy like a dog. She squirmed at the sensation. So pleasurable but also a little frustrating, like it was creating an itch that needed more scratching.
"See? No taste. Harmless. You can drink as much of it as you want. Women love a guy who isn't afraid of her wet. Now..." Christy felt the weight shift on the bed and opened her eyes to see Jo settling into the bedside chair, licking her fingers. "Settle in there, Charlie. Get comfortable."
Christy looked down to see Charlie laying on his stomach, head between her thighs, her hair tickling his face. He looked up at her and she felt another wave of tingling warmth pass over her. She saw how hard her nipples were and needed to feel them. They've never been this hard before, not even when she played with her electric toothbrush. Just touching them sent more tingles all across her skin.
