Nora's story -- Ch.
By Emily Cantrell
as told to her by Nora Oldhouse
And thus started the next phase of our friendship. What a glorious friendship!! She was just the best friend ever. My best friend -- Madison Wells -- I was always so excited to tell people. And now I was her pussy worshipper as well. We only had sex that one time the first day. Even though I was ready to service her again, she was back to being a young girl and concerned about her cheerleading practice the following day. As she unceremoniously ushered me out, murmuring something about her mother coming home soon, she told me to be sure to come early to pick her up at 6 a.m. for school the following day. Of course I would like to be early, as spending time with Madison was my absolute greatest desire. I arrived in my Toyota Corolla at 6 a.m, exactly two hours before school started. She had told me she wanted to get there early for cheerleader practice. And there was Madison sure enough, waiting on the porch and looking more beautiful than ever. One truth that I have discovered is that female beauty grows the more her pussy is worshipped. And Madison, even though she had been beautiful in my mind before, was even more so now. She waved girlishly and ran awkwardly on high-heeled sandals to the car through her parents' front yard. Another truth I believe in is that pussy worshipper's favorite female part - other than pussy - is her lover's legs. In my case that has to be the truth anyway. As I watched the 15-year-old girl run toward the car, I fixated on her long, tan legs, imagining them in my mind wrapped around my head. A true pussy worshipper loves her goddess' legs because she knows that those legs are like twin trails leading to heaven. At least in Madison's case they led to the only heaven I was interested in. She came around to the driver's side of the car and waited. Stupid me! She was expecting me to open the door for her. I put the parking brake on, stuck the Toyota in neutral and opened the driver door to run over to her side and open the door for her. She didn't even acknowledge me, knowing as she did that opening the door was my proper role. Even for a best friend. As she got in, she tossed her gym bag in the back seat. As Madison curled into the passenger seat, I again gazed longingly on those perfect, sculpted legs and hoped for a glimpse of her private treasure. Alas, it was not to be for the moment. Once I was back in the car, Madison set right about - without so much as a Good morning Nora' - dictating the new terms of engagement of our increasingly one-sided relationship. "Ok, now that you've tasted it, you'll want it more and more, so the first thing I think you need to do is make whatever adjustments you need to make so you can be available whenever I am in the mood for a pussy worship session. So what adjustments to you think you should make?" I was at a loss for an answer, as I had not given my schedule any thought and told her so. "Well, just think about it today because I'm going to want you available at lunch in the girl's restroom, then immediately after school and finally before I go to bed this evening. You'll be eating my pussy at least four times today." I counted quickly and realized she had only listed three pussy-eating times, which meant to me that she intended to have me do her sometime before school, as in right now. Coyly, I asked when the fourth time would be. She responded, "Now in the school parking lot! Pull over to a far corner where we aren't as likely to be visited." I drove to the farthest corner of the lot and she said in a husky voice, "Want to see it?" I was in a trance and muttered, "Yeah, please!" Slowly - we still had about an hour and 45 minutes before her class started - she pulled the short skirt up her fantastic thighs and then IT was exposed. Her pussy, the object of my lust, was there only a short distance from my hungering mouth. "Well, get down and eat it; you know you want it!" I bolted from the car and ran - not walked - to the other side of the car, tore open the door and watched as she pushed the seat as far back as possible. IT was still there, nestled between her lovely legs and naked and bald, puffy, looking like it was calling at me. The only difference now was that she had gotten completely naked in the short time it took me to run around to her side of the car, slipping off her top (no bra) and skirt and flipping her sandals to my side of the car. A vision of naked girl-lust was filling my eyes as I saw her sitting there in the front seat of my car. My crappy car^Å She certainly didn't belong there; no she belonged in the front seat of a Bentley! A small part of my brain registered that I had to someday buy a Bentley for her to sit naked in the front seat. I started to climb in the car, but she held up the palm of her hand, signaling me to stop my headlong rush to give her some passionate head. "Take your clothes off Nora, I like my pussy worshippers to be naked." I was shocked. Certainly she didn't expect me to strip naked, outside the car, in the school parking lot! But she did, and she offered me only the following words; "Do it now!" I knew that even though she was my best friend, I was risking losing her as a goddess and so stripped quickly out of my baggy sweatshirt and jeans, standing naked in the parking lot, exposed to anyone who might drive by at this early hour. "That's better! Now you can get in the car and get your reward. Come and get it." She offered neither help nor guidance, so I simply slipped in and crouched between her legs on the floor. It was cramped and uncomfortable, but I was very excited as I was close to eating my amour's delightful pussy again. As I adjusted myself in the cramped space, Madison spread her 15-year-old thighs even further and again my eyes fixed on the small, yellow hairs on her legs close to her pussy. I didn't see any need to delay things, so I moved my face close in to her treasures. Just before I got there, she put her palm against my forehead, blocking me from reaching my cherished goal. "Each time, before you do me, you just take at least a moment to smell my essence, to smell the aroma that controls your life." I took a deep breath while looking at those lovely shaved pussy lips, and the pungent aroma of young girl sex excitement wafted through my nostrils and further inflamed the overheated sex cells in my brain. What a smell; just lovely. She noticed that I was drooling and so removed her hand from my forehead so I could plunge in. Her puffy pussy lips were the objects of my immediate desire, and I went straight for them, sucking in first the right lip and then the left as she moaned. I loved it, and the inside of the car began to steam up, fogging the windows. Not that I could see them, but she told me. I knew more than the first time that this was the right place for me, no matter how embarrassing or humiliating. I was between a beautiful female's thighs and it was just RIGHT! So right! This was my purpose in life; to pleasure a pussy, a twat, a cunt. Yes, finally I had a purpose in life, and it was much more fulfilling than being the equipment manager^Å much more so. Madison's hand gently stroked the back of my head and she spoke softly to me. "Yes, Nora, you have so much to learn, so very much to learn about pleasuring women. It is your purpose in life, you know, to do exactly what you are doing right now. Often, and with many women. I'm so happy that I'm your first love object, and I'm going to teach you all about it." As I ate her pussy, she provided me with more information about myself. I ate, she talked. Also, once in awhile, when my mouth was really getting to her, she jerked or moaned a little as well. "Yes, you are going to eat a lot of pussy in your time; young pussy - and I mean girls much, much younger than me! - old pussy, hairy and bald pussy, black pussy, Latina pussy, Asian pussy. You're going to suck tit and learn to love a woman's asshole. And then there are watersports." I wondered where she was going with all this, but the talk of young pussy and assholes really pumped up my libido, and renewed the energy of my jaws for breakfasting on the pussy flesh in my mouth. Nude in the car with a child, albeit a child with the body of a 30-year-old woman - and sucking on her pussy like my life depended on it - it was extremely erotic, and I never wanted it to stop. She seemed to know that. "I've had a lot of women worship my pussy already; I've had pussy hounds like you on their knees between my legs since I was 12 years old." "12????" "Yes, I've had 20-year-old women sucking my pussy, 30-year-olds and 50-year-olds eating that pussy, worshipping it like you are now. In those three years, I have come to know what a pussy whore is, and you are one Nora. Wherever you go from now on, a beautiful woman can have your mouth just by lowering her panties and exposing her pus. And one more thing you must always remember; you can never cum until your goddess tells you that you can. It is most important for you to stay at fever pitch to best service your lover." I began to think Madison was right. In fact, I knew she was right, and I was pleased that she was making it clear for me that I only lived to service the pussies of her and other beautiful women, as it should be. "Now finish me, do me, eat me!" And I ate. I ate like a women starving to death, and the pussy in my mouth was a fine filet mignon. No I didn't bite, at least not very hard, but I enjoyed the cunt meal as if it were a gourmet dinner. Instead it was breakfast cunt. As we moved into the home stretch or her orgasm, the eater and the receiver, she slowly drew her legs up around my head and hooked her feet over my back. Then, in a classic worship position, she rushed toward a stunning climax. For Madison, it was truly wonderful, having an older girl on her knees, naked and doing what she was destined for, eating my pussy' Madison thought, this is truly fabulous. And then it began for her. In her toes first and then up her legs and centering in her pussy, where my worshipful mouth was slaving away. Madison thought that her worshipper's mouth had no higher purpose than what it was doing right now and then her whole body quaked, her toes curled in and she rocked through one of the best orgasms of her young life. Stillness. Though not very experienced at twat love, I knew better than to do anything more than nuzzle the precious lips in front of me as Madison came down through her post-orgasmic bliss. Then the patting of my head began and I listened as Madison began to talk again. But with my ears covered by her downy blonde haired thighs, I couldn't hear what she was saying. I did hear, however, that she rolled down the window on the passenger side, and then she started talking again and I could hear another voice. She was talking with someone! This was terrible, I thought. We were caught, but still Madison kept talking and it was a friendly conversation. She relaxed her legs around my ears and soon I could hear the conversation. "Yes, this is Nora Oldhouse. You might remember her from last year; she was the equipment manager on one of the teams. Now she's managing a different kind of equipment." Both her and the other person started giggling and it was obvious the new person was a young girl. "She's quite an eater and I've just had my first cum of the day, quite good I must say, even though she is new to this form of love." I thought this was really strange. We're naked here together in my car and she's talking about the most intimate acts I have ever performed as if it were nothing more than a chat about the latest installment of some sitcom. "Hey I've got an idea, it's a little early in her training for her to be venturing on to other pussy, but if you are up for it, I'm sure she'd love to eat you out in the backseat. I will enjoy seeing her reaction to your hairy bush." Wait,' I thought, don't I get a say in this?' "Yeah, I'll tell you what girl; climb into the back seat of her car and I'll have her get back there and just eat you out. I don't even want her to know your name; it's fitting that the second pussy she eats will belong to a nameless girl." By this time I knew better than to argue with Madison, so I simply slipped out of the car - nude in the high school parking lot - and plunged headlong into the back seat, where another young girl was half lying with her skirt pulled up to expose her youthful and heated pussy. I didn't look at her face, as I knew I might recognize her, and it was important to Madison that I not know who my new pussy meat belonged to. Although I did not know her, she was beautiful, at least from the waist down. Long pale and shapely legs and a truly a very hairy bush, as Madison had said. I crawled into the back seat of my Toyota and lay on my belly, getting my head about to her Y, and I just stopped and stared.
There was no doubt I wanted that pussy, as nasty as it looked with a hairy bush with long, curly tendrils of black hair. I heard soft words of encouragement from the front seat; "Go ahead Nora; eat her pussy! You don't even know who she is, and you're dying to eat it. You see Nora, this will cement your fate as a pussy worshipper; what you were born to do. You don't love her - you may not even like her - but she has what you want; prime pussy waiting to be serviced. Go ahead; eat it!" And I did. This girl was not as experienced as Madison in receiving lesbian head and she went rigid shortly after I started and steamed into a shattering climax, at least I felt it was shattering as her pussy tensed spasmodically and she uttered a small cry. After cuddling with her wet pussy for a few moments and looked up into her face. OMG!
To be continued
Author's note: I believe that there is no love as great as that of a woman for pussy. No such story should be lost to the world. Over the years, I've been fortunate to have been serviced by a number of such pussy worshippers and I intend to preserve as many of their stories as possible. Emily
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Emily Cantrell
emilycantrell@fastmail.fm