Pussy Is A Delicacy, Better Than Oysters Or Caviar

Growing up was a girl next door in my same grade. We rode the bus to school together, and most afternoons we did our homework together at our kitchen table before we could have snack. We watched tv, or played outside. One day it was raining and we were in my room and she asked me if I had seen the inside of my pipi. No I hadn't, so she lowered her panties, got on her knees, bent down and used her fingers to open her pussy up. And of course I could see her pink butt hole.

She showed me how to use a mirror to look at the inside of my pussy. We did that a lot after that day, took our panties off and showed our pussies to each other. When we went to Junior High we were remembering and we took our panties off and opened our now pubes covered pussies. Only now our pussies were glistening wet and we put fingers in our vaginas, getting in the doggie positioned and finger fucking. The thought of kissing her pussy crossed my mind.

Tenth grade, at her house when her mother wasn't home, wide open legs, pinching nipples and clits, her pussy had to be eaten. I only quit when she had an orgasm and she pushed my head away. I wanted her pussy more than anything and I forced her legs apart so I could keep eating. I plaid with my clit while eating her and we know had a new game.

Pussy, especially wet glistening pussy fresh on the vine, is what I like. The only 'grown' woman I eat is her, otherwise I like high school girls. And high school girls like having their tennis coach eat their pussies.