One day I received an extraordinary letter and a follow-up phone call from an old flame.

It seemed that Heather wanted me to act as a sexual consultant to her younger sister, Linda. She explained that her sister’s fiancé was a sexually sophisticated man of the world and that Linda felt unsure whether she could meet the challenge of pleasing him. Although Linda was still a virgin, she consented to this arrangement because Heather was quite liberal with accolades about me.

I prepared for that special day with Linda with a chilled bottle of champagne, caviar canapés, soft lights, and soft music. Heather had sent a picture of Linda. She was stunning, and I couldn’t wait to meet her. She arrived with a knock on the door. I opened it, and there was Linda in a loose-fitting mini-dress, framed by light from the hallway that outlined her petite body. I offered her a glass of champagne, and took one for myself.

We kissed, and I immediately probed her mouth with my tongue. Her reaction surprised me. She sucked on my tongue and moaned. I put my hand under her dress and rubbed her pussy through her bikini panties. She was sopping wet. I sucked back and murmured sexual tidbits in her ear as I gently probed her love portal. Linda started pumping my embedded finger. I took a moment to remove her dress; her small but firm breasts stood straight out. She was about five foot one and about 100 pounds.

I planted my lips on her protruding nipples and kept nibbling as she started to remove my shirt. In her mounting frenzy she licked and kissed all over my chest. Who was supposed to be the expert here? I wondered.

I led her to my water bed, sank to my knees, then started licking her stomach and fingering her pussy through her panties. With a loud moan Linda cupped my face, and had her first orgasm. As her orgasm subsided, I removed her panties and rammed my tongue into her vagina. I zeroed in on her clitoris and began darting my tongue all around it. She exploded again.

I placed her on the water bed, and while roaming over her body with my hands and mouth I explained the importance of each erogenous zone.

Finally I arrived at her strawberry-blond pussy and buried my mouth in her snatch. Her entire body trembled from head to toe. She pulled my hair, wrapped her thighs around my head, and squeezed with all her might. Finally she released her thighs and allowed me to breathe.

I decided not to keep count of her orgasms. Both she and I were on a roll. While she was recovering, I retrieved a bowl of tepid oil. I told her to turn over and relax. Starting with her shoulders, I poured some oil and massaged it in. I repeated the procedure on her back. Then I moved to her buttocks and did the same. I started licking, parting her cheeks and painting the recesses of her ass with my tongue. When I entered a finger into her ass hole she bucked like crazy.

By now my penis resembled a guided missile. I oiled my dick as I continued to finger-fuck her. I mounted her, then replaced my finger with my ten-inch cock. She reached around and grabbed my member with her delicate hand. She pleaded with me to enter her. I told Linda to relax as I lightly dabbed at her ass hole. I proceeded to enter her slowly, just an inch at a time. I could feel her relax and resign herself to this wonderfully pleasant moment. I kept talking to her as my dick penetrated her virgin ass hole. Before I was all the way in she acknowledged her acceptance by undulating her hips. Then she propped herself on her knees as my entire dick disappeared up her ass.

When I placed two fingers on her clit, she really started to go nuts. Her beautiful ass was raised high as I rammed deep into her. I pushed so deep, she told me she felt her ass cradling my balls. She came, bucking and crying as I busted my nut in her ass and emptied myself into her. I eased my cock out and washed off with a cloth.

She flipped over and tears of joy were streaming down her lovely face. She grabbed my dick and proceeded to kiss and lick it from one end to the other. I closed my eyes, allowing the delicious sensations to take over. I was surprised by her expertise.

My questions were answered as a torrent of confessions poured forth: Linda was not a virgin, she had been infatuated with me since she was a teenager, and her infatuation had eventually evolved into a deep love for me. All this was said as she cried and sucked my member. Most important, though, there was no fiancé. Her confession released me as well. In the short time we had been together I had already grown jealous of this fiancé of hers. She and I were now equals on common ground. I drew her to me and kissed her passionately. We held each other tight, each fearing the other might fly away.

As strange as all of this may seem, I was falling in love. We flowed naturally in and out of different sexual positions. It was as if some friendly power were guiding us. Then I cried, and my tears mixed with hers as we fucked and sweated into the night.

As my penis continued to stroke her pussy, our ardor lent a spiritual invigoration to our lovemaking. We were swept through depths of sensuality that very few couples have ever known. My brain acknowledged pleasure centers never before visited. We climaxed to an earth-shattering orgasm and held on tight as we drifted back to a new reality we were both eager to embrace.