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This may seem far-fetched, but I had the unique opportunity of putting a pet theory to the test. When I was a teenager and in college I often thought that given enough (or even a little) time I could ejaculate just by going down on a woman, assuming her vagina was attractive enough. And, let's face it, as a lifelong pussy lover, there have been very few vaginas that I didn't find aesthetically pleasing. Of course, invariably performing cunnilingus typically resulted in 69-ing, intercourse, or at least a token handjob. So the opportunity to test this theory was always (happily) interrupted by my partner physically stimulating me with one or more of her body parts to orgasm.
Enter the early 2000's. I was in my early 20's, single and going on a lot of dates. I went on a nice blind date with a pretty 23-year-old named Bridgette. The date ended pleasantly enough with just a little petting - kissing and feeling her up over her top. It was clear Bridgette wanted to take things slow and I was happy to oblige. I set up a second date with Bridgette for the following weekend. Regrettably, in the ensuing week, Bridgette had burnt both of her hands taking a pan out of a hot oven while forgetting to put on pot holders. She went to the emergency room, and her treatment basically involved applying a salve and bandaging both of her hands. She told me this over the phone about two days before our second date to see if I would like to reschedule. I know, I know - I too thought this was bullsh*t, and that she had second thoughts about going on a second date. But I gave her story the benefit of the doubt and convinced her that I didn't care if her hands were bandaged. Once she agreed to keep our second date as is, I got extra ballsy and said, "By the way, we're still hooking up even though you burned your hands." To this she laughed and said, "Wow! You're bold, but I like it. Just don't expect to get that far."
The night arrived and, low and behold, there was Bridgette looking as pretty as I remembered from the week before but with two white gauze bandages covering her hands. I said I didn't care and I meant it. We had a terrific time. She was still able to use silverware, but I was able to score some points by offering to cut her food. (She ordered a filet mignon as I recall.) She took me up on it, and I cut everything that needed to be cut for her. We linked arms because holding hands would have aggravated her burns, and there was plenty of playful kissing before I drove her back to her apartment. As fortune would have it, Bridgette invited me in, but she warned that she was serious during our earlier phone conversation - "don't expect to get that far." I told her not to worry about it and that I was so attracted to her that I'd take whatever I could get.
This time she did let me take off her top, and I very carefully removed it to avoid making contact with her hands. She had probably C-cup breasts with beautiful large maroon-colored aureolas. She let me kiss and suck her breasts and, blessedly, she let me leave the lights on! The next part was more tricky. I had been rubbing her vagina above her pants. It was warm, indeed, steamy. I could tell she was horny, but with her earlier warning, I didn't know if she would let me take off her pants and underwear. Of course I really wanted to go down on Bridgette and I had a feeling that this might also serve as a test case to see if my theory was correct, that I could cum just from looking at a beautiful vagina. So I tried unbuttoning and unzipping her pants. Flag on the field! "No, no. no," she lightly chastened, "Now you're going too far." I replied, "I really want to go down on you. I'm not looking for anything more."
"Really?" she asked dubiously, "Because I know how this usually plays out, oral sex leads to 69 and before we know it we're having intercourse."
"Yes, that is a typical track, but I know you didn't want to go too far and I also understand that it's not possible right now because of your hands," I retorted, "I just want you to lie back and enjoy yourself with no expectation of anything more."
"Okay, if you're cool with it, I am too."
Pushing my luck, I added, "One thing, you don't mind if I take off my clothes too."
She laughed and said, "No, I'd prefer it since I'm going to be naked, but I can't so much as give you a handjob."
With that I took off my clothes and proceeded to remove her pants and a sexy pair of white cotton panties. Beneath the panties was a big bush lovers dream. A huge, gorgeous triangle of auburn hair surrounding thick labia the shade of her nipples already dripping with white pussy juice. Confident I was going to prove my pet theory correct I said, "I've got to warn you, don't worry at all about not being able to give me a handjob. I think I may cum just from looking at your gorgeous vagina."
To this she laughed and said, "You must like them hairy," and looking at my fully engorged penis commented, "I don't know if that's possible, but your penis looks pretty, shall we say, confident."
So on my back I straddled her right leg over my torso and proceeded to lick and kiss Bridgette's pussy hair, clitorus, and labia minora. My cock was two inches from her right hand, but it may as well have been 1000 feet away. Understandably, I wasn't going to get a single finger. But I didn't need it. Her pussy juice was delicious. Musky yet sweet at the same time. Her hole stretched wide letting my entire tongue probe deeply inside of her. And all of that glorious auburn hair! She was enjoying it too. Eyes closed, moaning, and giving orders like a woman who'd been eaten out plenty of times before and knew exactly how she wanted it. "Lick the hood of my clit too." "Oh yeah, like that." She was getting close and unbeknownst to her, so was I. About five minutes later, Bridgette exclaimed, "I'm cumming!"
When she was through she said, "And how's my lonely, ignored friend down there?" She took a look and said, "You might be on to something, there's pre-cum on the tip."
"I'm telling you, Bridgette. I'm gonna do it. Or, rather, your pussy is going to make me do it."
I then explored her pussy with my fingers and thumbs, opening and closing it, exposing it in all of its maroon and pink glory, and then with both hands on or in her vagina and her own bandaged hands completely away from my dick, I started orgasming. I managed to utter, "Here it comes ..." and I began ejaculating hands free all over my shaft, balls and the bed sheet beneath. My cock heaved up and down - there was no confusing this for pre-cum.
"Oh my G-d. I'd clap if it wasn't for my burns," she said, "That's amazing!"
Enter the early 2000's. I was in my early 20's, single and going on a lot of dates. I went on a nice blind date with a pretty 23-year-old named Bridgette. The date ended pleasantly enough with just a little petting - kissing and feeling her up over her top. It was clear Bridgette wanted to take things slow and I was happy to oblige. I set up a second date with Bridgette for the following weekend. Regrettably, in the ensuing week, Bridgette had burnt both of her hands taking a pan out of a hot oven while forgetting to put on pot holders. She went to the emergency room, and her treatment basically involved applying a salve and bandaging both of her hands. She told me this over the phone about two days before our second date to see if I would like to reschedule. I know, I know - I too thought this was bullsh*t, and that she had second thoughts about going on a second date. But I gave her story the benefit of the doubt and convinced her that I didn't care if her hands were bandaged. Once she agreed to keep our second date as is, I got extra ballsy and said, "By the way, we're still hooking up even though you burned your hands." To this she laughed and said, "Wow! You're bold, but I like it. Just don't expect to get that far."
The night arrived and, low and behold, there was Bridgette looking as pretty as I remembered from the week before but with two white gauze bandages covering her hands. I said I didn't care and I meant it. We had a terrific time. She was still able to use silverware, but I was able to score some points by offering to cut her food. (She ordered a filet mignon as I recall.) She took me up on it, and I cut everything that needed to be cut for her. We linked arms because holding hands would have aggravated her burns, and there was plenty of playful kissing before I drove her back to her apartment. As fortune would have it, Bridgette invited me in, but she warned that she was serious during our earlier phone conversation - "don't expect to get that far." I told her not to worry about it and that I was so attracted to her that I'd take whatever I could get.
This time she did let me take off her top, and I very carefully removed it to avoid making contact with her hands. She had probably C-cup breasts with beautiful large maroon-colored aureolas. She let me kiss and suck her breasts and, blessedly, she let me leave the lights on! The next part was more tricky. I had been rubbing her vagina above her pants. It was warm, indeed, steamy. I could tell she was horny, but with her earlier warning, I didn't know if she would let me take off her pants and underwear. Of course I really wanted to go down on Bridgette and I had a feeling that this might also serve as a test case to see if my theory was correct, that I could cum just from looking at a beautiful vagina. So I tried unbuttoning and unzipping her pants. Flag on the field! "No, no. no," she lightly chastened, "Now you're going too far." I replied, "I really want to go down on you. I'm not looking for anything more."
"Really?" she asked dubiously, "Because I know how this usually plays out, oral sex leads to 69 and before we know it we're having intercourse."
"Yes, that is a typical track, but I know you didn't want to go too far and I also understand that it's not possible right now because of your hands," I retorted, "I just want you to lie back and enjoy yourself with no expectation of anything more."
"Okay, if you're cool with it, I am too."
Pushing my luck, I added, "One thing, you don't mind if I take off my clothes too."
She laughed and said, "No, I'd prefer it since I'm going to be naked, but I can't so much as give you a handjob."
With that I took off my clothes and proceeded to remove her pants and a sexy pair of white cotton panties. Beneath the panties was a big bush lovers dream. A huge, gorgeous triangle of auburn hair surrounding thick labia the shade of her nipples already dripping with white pussy juice. Confident I was going to prove my pet theory correct I said, "I've got to warn you, don't worry at all about not being able to give me a handjob. I think I may cum just from looking at your gorgeous vagina."
To this she laughed and said, "You must like them hairy," and looking at my fully engorged penis commented, "I don't know if that's possible, but your penis looks pretty, shall we say, confident."
So on my back I straddled her right leg over my torso and proceeded to lick and kiss Bridgette's pussy hair, clitorus, and labia minora. My cock was two inches from her right hand, but it may as well have been 1000 feet away. Understandably, I wasn't going to get a single finger. But I didn't need it. Her pussy juice was delicious. Musky yet sweet at the same time. Her hole stretched wide letting my entire tongue probe deeply inside of her. And all of that glorious auburn hair! She was enjoying it too. Eyes closed, moaning, and giving orders like a woman who'd been eaten out plenty of times before and knew exactly how she wanted it. "Lick the hood of my clit too." "Oh yeah, like that." She was getting close and unbeknownst to her, so was I. About five minutes later, Bridgette exclaimed, "I'm cumming!"
When she was through she said, "And how's my lonely, ignored friend down there?" She took a look and said, "You might be on to something, there's pre-cum on the tip."
"I'm telling you, Bridgette. I'm gonna do it. Or, rather, your pussy is going to make me do it."
I then explored her pussy with my fingers and thumbs, opening and closing it, exposing it in all of its maroon and pink glory, and then with both hands on or in her vagina and her own bandaged hands completely away from my dick, I started orgasming. I managed to utter, "Here it comes ..." and I began ejaculating hands free all over my shaft, balls and the bed sheet beneath. My cock heaved up and down - there was no confusing this for pre-cum.
"Oh my G-d. I'd clap if it wasn't for my burns," she said, "That's amazing!"
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