(CLICK THE THUMBNAIL TO VIEW GALLERY) I closed my eyes. My heart pounded in my ears. My cunt throbbed in time. I was now desperately horny.

She flicked her tongue over the tip of my earlobe, then planted a quick kiss on my cheek and leaned playfully away.

"That was about the time you passed out."

"Now," I interrupted, opening my eyes and smiling. "At what point did you take my underpants?"

"You were passed out, honey. I needed to get you home. I stuffed your panties into my pocket so the frat boys wouldn't get them and put them on their web site. I looked through your wallet until I found your address, then I took you back to your room and put you to bed."

"After you took my clothes off."

"Well, of course."

"Uh-huh."

"I just forgot about the panties."

"Right."

Tanya leaned close, her face just inches from mine. I felt her fingers land on my knee and slide just under the hem of my skirt. My pussy started a fresh round of dripping.

"Any of that ring any bells?"

My panties were soaked. I wanted her.

"Oh yeah, that rings my bells all right."

Her hand slid boldly up my skirt and onto my thighs. Arousal washed over my body leaving goose bumps in its wake. I couldn't remember all of what had happened ten years ago, but I was sober as a judge this time and I was determined to do something worthy of a suit case full of memories.

Our eyes locked together. Her hand continued to climb slowly up my thigh. I let my legs part slightly. She accepted my subtle invitation and closed the final distance between our lips.

Her soft lips closed some kind of electric circuit between us. My head swam up into the clouds. And then, as her tongue slipped between my lips, flooding me with her mellow taste, I felt her hand reach my center and press against my pussy.

I hunched my cunt against her hand, desperate to increase the pressure on my clit. Her deft fingers manipulated my pussy through my pantyhose, sending waves of pleasure from my pussy that I rode with ease.

I hadn't realized how much I needed this until my juices started to flow. I hadn't been laid in about two months and I'd been so busy, there hadn't even been time to get satisfaction from my pink rabbit. It had been ages since I'd come and my pump was primed.

But I was beyond horny. Whatever it was on that drunken night so long ago that had broken to the surface and caused me to go for the ass of another woman was breaking through again—and this time, I was determined to remember every detail.

I wrapped my tongue around Tasha's, kissing her back with all the passion I felt. I let my hands drift over her breasts, gauging their shape and texture. For an instant, I imagined myself sucking on her nipple and I almost came. Tasha leaned back and chuckled.

"You're all wet, honey," she teased, tapping her fingertip against my clit.

"Oh yeah," I admitted. "I want to do it all, Tasha. I want to taste you."

"Me first," she said.

Tasha hooked her fingers in my pantyhose and tugged. I lifted my ass from the seat, letting her pull them down to my ankles. She slipped off my shoes and yanked my hose and underwear clean off. She flipped the hem of my skirt up exposing my sex.

She smiled as she inspected my cunt. I felt like I was on display for her. Her fingers toyed with my thin, black pubic hair before gliding over my clit hood and lightly brushing my outer lips. A surge of sexual energy arced through me.

"Eat me," I whispered, spreading my legs wide for her.

Tasha dove into my cunt and devoured me with gusto. Her lips massaged my labia. Her tongue snaked into my hole. She kissed and sucked and licked my pussy until I was crazy with lust. My vagina clutched helplessly at her slick tongue as it stabbed in and out between delicate licks to my labia.

"Oh please, Tasha," I said. I was hot enough that I was ready to beg for what I wanted. "Please fuck me with your finger."

She moaned in acknowledgement and I quickly felt two fingers stretch my pussy open and slide their way into my wet cunt. It was exactly what I wanted. I drifted off into bliss and let her take care of me. She teased my clit with the tip of her tongue as she worked her fingers deeper and deeper with every stab. I could feel my stiff clit straining towards her from under its hood. Her pursed lips kissed the tip softly, then parted and slid down the short shaft in a slick, wet stroke. My eyes rolled back and my mouth dropped open in a satisfied moan.

"Oh yes, that's it," I panted as she started some serious suction on my clitoris. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the building pressure that I knew would soon have me coming on this lovely woman's face.

She fucked my cunt nice and steady with her fingers as she sucked hard on my clit. I rocked my hips in time and rode her face ever closer to my climax. Then, as my tightening legs gripped her body, signaling my impending orgasm, I felt Tasha moan into my clit and I knew she wanted me to come.

"I'm gonna come," I panted. "Oh yes. I'm ready. Make me come for you. Come on, baby. I'm right there. Do it, bitch. Do it now. Make me come. Make me come."

A whine escaped my throat as I climbed closer to the precipice. My body tightened up. I grabbed the control board with one hand to keep from falling off the chair. Every time I thought I must surely be ready to explode, I found the tension ratcheting up even more. I started begging shamelessly.

"Please make me come," I whined over and over, even as I wished that I could hold this feeling forever.

Then I felt her tongue fluttering over my clitoris and the battle was over. I tumbled hard into orgasm. For an instant, electricity coursed through me, making my hair stand on end. Then all that tension released in soul-searing waves that gripped Tasha's pumping fingers. Her lips sucked hard on my clit, drawing me through the waves until I could take no more and had to gently lift her head from my crotch.

I struggled to catch my breath, but she was still slowly fucking me. I suddenly realized that my pussy was still straining against her fingers. I willed my muscles to relax and was rewarded with a fresh wave of well-being. I closed my eyes again as her intruding digits slowly withdrew.

"Mmm, that looked like it felt nice," she cooed.

I opened my eyes and looked at Tasha. Her lipstick was smeared and her face was completely covered in my juices. I expected her to flash me that wicked grin of hers, but all I saw in her face was lust.