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crowded in on me. I never knew it would feel that good, never knew the intimacy of his mouth against me would make me so crazy, so desirous for more. Id had orgasms before: frantic, half-guilty ones when I tried to touch myself, but Id never been given one by someone else and the blinding pleasure and overwhelming surprise of it all undid me. I cried his name. Sim didnt let up, but led me smoothly from orgasm to successive orgasm, slowing his tongue one moment, sucking strongly the next. When his fingers entered me gently I came again, wailing with pleasure at the rightness of it all. For a while I was completely and wonderfully oblivious to the world around me as my breathing slowed and my heart quieted. There was a tingling warmth all the way down to my toes. Sim rested his dark head against my thigh and smiled up at me. I could see my wetness coat his chin and was surprised to find I wasnt embarrassed by it. "Thank you," I whispered once Id regained my breath. "My pleasure," Sim replied huskily. The response was polite, but so sincere I could feel tears well up unbidden and I fought to keep them at bay. "You okay?" Sim inquired. I nodded and loosened the tight grip I had on Sims skull. I brushed his hair out of his eyes and tried a wobbly smile. "I had no idea." Sims grin was infectious and I could feel myself respond. "See? Youve missed out on too much." "I know," I admitted with only the smallest hint of regret. "But youre turning out to be a very good teacher." Sim leaned in to kiss the top of my auburn curls again and I could feel my body respond automatically to his touch. Sim noticed it too and dragged one long finger through my dampness before bringing it to his mouth, tasting me again. "Id like to teach you more," he suggested with a growl. "But not here." I nodded, suddenly very willing to learn everything I could. A new story sprouted almost fully formed in my brain, but I tamped it down and cursed its timing. It could wait, simmering and growing in the darkest recesses of my imagination until Id learned everything Sim could teach me.
Sims house wasnt what I was expecting. It was smaller and messier than I would have supposed, filled to over-flowing with crooked stacks of books and mismatched furniture, discarded shoes and carelessly tossed aside sweaters. It was wonderful. In the window a large, orange tabby cat ignored me completely, half-asleep in the afternoon sun. Sim ushered me through the livingroom and out through a set of French doors to the backyard. The lawn needed to be cut and there were more weeds in the flowerbeds than flowers, but I was immediately struck by the charming green space. I sat at the patio table and accepted the offer of tea with as much grace as my jittery stomach could allow. If Sim was


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