She smelled like warm cat food and collard greens, yet I continued.....
I had my first sexual experience with a woman, when I was about 15 years old. I’ll never forget it, I was living in New Orleans at the time, and I had befriended a young lady named Rachel. Rachel was 19 and pretty much had treated me like a little sister, being that I was so young and didn’t know many people in the area. One night, Rachel and I and group of her buddies were all at her house, hanging around shooting the shit, smoking weed and drinking a bit. I wasn’t a drinker at that time but I definitely indulged in the herbal essence, so I was cool with that. At some point the crowd around me got eerily quiet and Darius, one of the anteendess was like “Hey Rachel!” With a super stupid grin on his face. She looked at him and he said “Did you tell Cee that you wanted to eat her little young pussy up yet?” The rest of the gang burst into laughter and I realized everyone as in on the joke but me. I looked at Rachel for some sort of answer. It wasn’t like she had ever came on to me before, and I never heard her all about being with women sexually, so I didn’t know exactly what to think. She shrugged it up and said “that fool is drunk don’t pay him any mind girl, I don’t do jailbait.” That comment believe it or not hurt my feelings and I wanted to prove to her that I could stomp with the big dogs and that I wasn’t a child. Later that night as people started to leave one by one, I ended up cleaning and found a half empty cup of liquor, someone had left on the table. Without thinking I picked it up and took a deep gulp, and instantly regretted doing so. My chest burned like pure fire, and my head got extremely light, and I ended up dropping the bag of trash I had to the floor. Rachel was watching me the whole tome unbeknownst to me, and chuckled like she was at an Eddie Murphy stand up comedy show. “I told you” she laughed shaking her head, “jailbait fo sure” I hurried across the room and grabbed Rachel by her shoulders and turned her to face me. Even though she was four years older than me, I had at least four inches over her in height and she could do o thing but stare at me. I pulled her by the back of her neck towards me, and tongue kissed her passionately searching her mouth with my tongue, like I had seen white people do in movies. She rocked back and forth on her feet, not knowing whether to continue or stop me, and leaned deeper into the kiss. I back up for air and told her in a stern voice “I’m not jailbait.” I turned to walk away from her, and Rachel reached out and grabbed my arm and led me towards the pullout couch in her living room. She sat me down and bent down to remove my shoes all while kissing up and down my ankles and calves. I had never experienced such passion from someone towards me, even though I was young, I had had a partner or three, and it was nothing like this. I felt electricity flow through my body with every touch and kiss. She continued to kiss up my legs and had me raise just my butt off of the couch, and pulled my pants and underwear down. She kissed and licked up my thighs, until she had almost reached my curiously wet vagina, and inhaled me whispering “hmmmmm sweeter than I imagined” and dove head first into my pussy, with her tongue sending me damn near up the wall. This was my first time with a woman and my first time having someone give me oral sex. I was drunk off of the way her tongue danced a sensual routine across my clit, that she had created just for me to make me cum. And baby did I everrrrrrr!! That orgasim was so intense, I pushed the fuck out of her head, almost snapping her neck so she could release me. I laid back to catch my breath, and that gave her all of the time she needed to undress, and climb on to the couch and swing her leg across my head to sit on my face. I didn’t know what the hell I was about to do, being that I had no clue how to lick a pussy, but being that she pleasured me so well, I figured what the hell? I could at least try. I looked up and closed my eyes and stuck my tongue out so that she could straddle my face, and baybaaayyyyyyyyyyyy that cat was bumping like a set of twins in the womb!!! It smelled like somebody put some fancy feast in the microwave and pressed the popcorn button, and then sautéed that with some canned collard green juice!!! From my own experience I had never smelled tthat odor coming from myself, or anyone else whom I was ever in close contact with, sexual or non sexual. I could feel the vomit being to seep and boil up into my esophagus, but I sealed back the first gagged, and stroked her opening gently with my tongue. I just knew I was tongue kissing the tales from the crypt, and imagined what mummified flesh and old mildewed carpet smelled like, and got nauseous all over again!!! She angrily humped my face like a pitbull in heat, and right before I saw Abraham, she fell back with a loud moan, that I received as her reaching her climax. I sat there in a daze still smelling her in my face, and just vomited right there on her living room floor. Rachel rushes over to me with concern, “ my god babe are you ok?” She asked in a husky satisfied voice, “must have been that liquor and us all rolling around.” She said. I wanted to tell her what made me so sick but I figured if she didn’t already know what almost killed me then she probably never will. I got up and went to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I could see dried up stains of cum on my mouth and on my forehead, and I just had to vomit one More good time!!! I searched her bathroom cabinet for alcohol to wipe across my face and didnt see any, but I found a box of douches!! Eureka!!!! I didn’t know much about stuff, but I knew this was proven to clean vaginas, which struck me as odd to find them in her bathroom, being that her cat smelled like 16 day old Pap smear swabs and canned bullwinkle breath. Without thinking, I opened up then plastic on one of the bottles, and began to squish it into my mouth like mouthwash. It was probably a foolish thing to do, but I was desperate to clean my face, and I figured if it clean pussies, it should clean things that pussies have touched. (Don’t judge me I was 15) after I got myself together, sauntered into the living room, and past Rachel who stared up at me with that concerned look she had when I vomited. “ you leaving?” She asked in a tone that told me she wanted me to stay. Instead of saying fuck yes!!! I remained silent and walked out of the front door. She looked like she wanted to protest but she didn’t press me. I thought about everything and said damn maybe I am jailbait cause if grown nighas can swim in that swamp and live, I’m definitely not ready for no type of antics!! I never saw Rachel again after that night, but I damn sure smelled her for the next two weeks. I hope she is taking care of herself and her vagina.