I heard my roommate’s key in the latch. Sylvia came in, looking gorgeous in her new business suit — and just harried enough from a long day at the office. In the bedroom she claimed to be overworked, stiff, and in need of a good massage. “Lie down and let me see what magic I can work,” I responded.

She dropped to the bed on her belly. I removed her high-heels and started by massaging the soles of her feet and wiggling her toes. My hands ran farther up her legs, my fingers dancing over her well-developed calves. My cunt began to throb. I kneaded the back of Sylvia’s legs and thighs for a while, and worked my way up to her buttocks.

The skirt was in the way, and her stockings would not let me really get to the heart of the matter. “Why don’t we lose some of these clothes so I can do this properly,” I suggested.

She stood up, and with the release of a button her skirt fell to the floor. She wasn’t wearing panties, her pubic mound plainly visible. As I peeled her stockings off her legs, I was enraptured by what glistened before my eyes.

Sylvia’s pussy was beautiful, shaved almost completely bald, leaving just the smallest tuft of baby-fine hair in the shape of a triangle. I wanted my first taste of a woman — this woman standing before me.

I slid off her jacket, removed her blouse, watching her breasts heave up and down in anticipation of what was to come. She sank back on the bed, her long legs slightly open and on the edge. I lowered my face to her crotch and inhaled. It was incredible, like the sweet bouquet of a most expensive wine. I began to work my way upward, kissing her flat stomach and flicking my tongue along her warm skin, aiming for the erect nipples that were begging to be taken into my mouth.

Cupping her breasts in my hands, feeling their weight and suppleness, I playfully flicked out my tongue, circled a nipple, and drew it into my mouth.

I ran my fingers through her long thick curls and lovingly touched her cheeks. I began my descent back down her body, finally arriving at her cunt, the sweet odor swirling around my face. I spread her legs wide and feasted my eyes on the swollen pussy lips pouting at me.

My fingers explored her forbidden fruit, prying apart those lips already moist with her dew. One finger found the shiny pink opening, feeling the pulse of her body and the juice of her loins. Boldly, I slid in another finger, increasing her pleasure — and then for the first time I tasted her. How different it was from a man’s cock. I lapped at her cunt like a kitty at a bowl of milk.

I felt her vagina close tightly around my fingers, which told me that more attention was needed. Taking her clit between my lips, I sucked on it until my cheeks hollowed. She rocked against my mouth, and I pushed my fingers in deeper, searching for the treasure that I knew to be buried within.

She bucked against me with increasing force until I heard her begin to moan. Then Sylvia shouted “I’m going to come!” and did, releasing nectar into my mouth.

She rose from the bed, took my hand, and led me into the bathroom. She turned on the shower, and as the steam from the hot water began to settle on the mirror, she removed my clothing. In the shower the hot water pounded against my back, rushed down the crack of my ass on past my dripping pussy.

Sylvia knelt before me, looking up with a smile as she watched my clit swell and become hard. She poked and prodded, pushing her fingers deep inside me. Then she put her mouth to me, inserted a finger into my asshole, and began to eat me with such passionate attention I could not hold out any longer. My world was spinning.

I felt such rapture in that instant, as I came —

We quit the shower and towelled each other off. We got into bed, for the first time kissed mouth to mouth, then fell asleep in each other’s arms. The experience was everything I had imagined it would be, and more.

I woke up thinking that perhaps we would not ever have such an exquisite episode again — when all of a sudden I felt Sylvia stir and the weight of her body atop of mine —