Les 101 pt II

Before I could respond her hands were on my thighs, spreading them wider. She positioned herself between my legs, lowering herself down until her face was level with my center. She looked up at me from there, her eyes dark and hungry, and the sight of her between my thighs looking at me like that made me clench all over again.

"The second one," she said, her breath warm against my inner thigh, "is the vaginal orgasm."

She didn't use her mouth. Not yet. Her hand came up and one long finger pressed against my entrance, circling it slowly, teasing. I was soaked. So wet that the slightest touch made me gasp.

She pushed one finger inside me.

I moaned loudly, my hips pushing down to take more. The feeling of her inside me was different from this morning. Different from anything. Fuller. Deeper. More intimate. She moved slowly, curling her finger upward until she found that spot deep inside me that made my vision go white.

"There," Tina breathed, watching my face carefully. "Feel that?"

"Yes," I gasped. "God yes."

She added another finger, stretching me, filling me, and began to move with a rhythm that was slow and deep and devastating. Her fingers curled and pressed against that spot again and again, building pressure, building sensation, building something enormous inside me that felt completely different from the first orgasm.

This one was deeper. fuller. It started somewhere in my core and spread outward, growing and growing until my whole body was trembling with it.

"Tina," I whimpered, reaching for her, grabbing at anything I could touch. "I feel..."

"I know," she whispered. "Let it build."

She moved her fingers faster. Deeper. The pressure against that spot inside me was relentless and the pleasure was so intense I could barely see straight. My hips were moving on their own, riding her fingers, chasing the sensation that was building higher and higher and higher.

The orgasm tore through me from the inside out.

It was deeper than the first one. Heavier. It rolled through my body in thick waves that made my walls clench and pulse around her fingers. I cried out, tears burning at the corners of my eyes as pleasure consumed every inch of me. It felt like it went on forever. Like my body was shaking apart and coming back together at the same time.

When it finally faded I was limp. Boneless. Trembling so hard my teeth were chattering.

Tina withdrew her fingers gently and crawled up my body. She kissed me, deep and slow, and I could taste myself on her lips. Her mouth moved to my neck, sucking the sensitive skin there while her hands found my breasts again.

She took one nipple into her mouth, sucking hard, her teeth grazing the peak. I arched into her, a fresh wave of heat flooding my body even though I was still shaking from the last orgasm. Her other hand found my other breast, squeezing, pinching, pulling until I was writhing beneath her.

"One more," Tina murmured against my skin. She looked up at me and the intensity in her eyes made my breath catch all over again. "The deepest one. The uterine orgasm."

She moved back between my thighs. This time she positioned herself closer, her body settling against mine, skin against skin. Her fingers found my entrance again but this time she pushed deeper than before. Three fingers sliding inside me in one smooth motion that made me cry out and grip the sheets so hard my knuckles went white.

"Oh fuck," I gasped, my whole body lighting up.

Tina began to move and the sensation was unlike anything I had ever felt. She pressed deep, so deep, hitting a spot inside me that felt almost painful and almost too much and absolutely perfect all at once. A place I didn't even know existed until this very moment.

"Right there," she breathed, watching my face with fierce concentration. "Feel that?"

I couldn't answer. Couldn't form words. All I could do was moan. Loud unrestrained moans that I didn't even try to hold back. My back arched off the bed, my hips grinding against her hand, chasing the sensation that was already building with terrifying speed.

Tina increased the pace. Harder. Faster. Her fingers pressing and curling against that deep spot inside me with relentless precision. The pleasure was almost blinding in its intensity, coiling so tight inside me I felt like I might shatter.

"Let go, Princess," Tina commanded, her voice firm and steady. "Let go."

Something inside me broke open.

The orgasm exploded through me with a force that knocked the air completely out of my lungs. My back arched so high off the bed my shoulders barely touched the mattress. A scream ripped from my throat, raw and loud and completely beyond my control. My entire body convulsed, walls clenching and pulsing violently around her fingers.

And then I felt it.

A rush of warmth flooding out of me. Soaking her hand. Soaking the sheets beneath me. I was squirting. Actually squirting. The sensation was overwhelming, like a dam bursting, and I couldn't stop it. Wave after wave of release pouring out of me as my body shook and shook and shook.

My legs were trembling so violently they kicked out against the mattress. My hands were gripping the sheets so hard my fingers were cramping. And through it all I was screaming. Crying. Laughing. All at once. Because it was so much. Too much. Everything all at once.

The orgasm went on and on and on. Rolling through me in relentless waves that seemed to have no end. By the time it finally began to fade I was completely destroyed. Tears streaming down my face. Body limp and twitching. A lazy dazed smile plastered across my lips that I couldn't have removed even if I tried.

I laid there gasping, staring up at the ceiling, trying to remember what my own name was.

Tina stood up beside the bed.

I turned my head to look at her and my breath caught all over again.

She was unbuttoning her silk shirt. Slowly. One button at a time. The fabric parted and fell open and I watched, transfixed, as inch by inch her body was revealed to me.

Her breasts were massive. Full and heavy and perfectly round, her dark nipples peaked and erect. My mouth went dry at the sight of them. My insides clenched involuntarily, a fresh pulse of heat flooding through me even though I had just come harder than I thought was physically possible.

The shirt slid off her shoulders and pooled on the floor. She reached for the button of her pants next, sliding them down her hips and stepping out of them. Then her underwear. Gone in one smooth motion.

I looked down. Between her thighs was completely bare. Smooth and glistening and beautiful.

My walls clenched again. Tighter this time.

Tina stood there completely naked in front of me, watching my face with that same confident knowing smile. She took one step closer to the bed, her eyes never leaving mine.

"We are not done, Princess," she said, her voice low and deliberate.

She tilted her head, her lips curving into something wicked.

"That was basics. Now we move to intermediate."