A moan louder from the rest escaped deep from within me. This feeling was entirely different and better than any time I had masturbated before. Her wa...rm,wet tongue snaked out between her lips and proceeded to drive my senses crazy. She flicked at my clit and nibbled at it softly. She squeezed my hand back when I squeezed hers. She scratched down my sides and stomach, her nails biting into my skin.I moaned her name. She moaned against my pussy.I felt an orgasm coming, like my dam was about to. I never told a soul that. And there's someone else that won't speak to me." You never talked about anyone?" I said in disbelief."Except for Tara. And I wish I could take that one back. And that's the truth." He looked really despondent. "Is this why you hate me so much?" Kind of," I admitted uncomfortably."Kind of?" You turned me down," I said, looking at the ground, "when I asked you out. In ninth grade." What, you never got turned down by anyone else?" he laughed."No, it was the way you did. 'What does it taste like'? She looked incredibly beautiful, her lips pouted and were moist, and as she covered mine I could taste the slight salinity of the semen she held in her mouth and transferred as we swapped his seed on our pink tongues.Then there was Christie, another young woman with a kink. Christie had the ability to orgasm when breast feeding, her diagnosis was that it was more psychological than physical, her nipples had superior nerve endings that culminated or were wired to her. Who knows, for I may have been doing her in a doggy fashion or just doing it from the rear. I just know that I obviously got off as she came up pregnant from that night. I think we both had reached our orgasm together as that was becoming unique since it was no longer the norm for us.I changed jobs again a few months after the baby was born and took on a traveling sales job. I would be gone from home for one solid week every four weeks and the equivalent of another week scattered over the.