I had moved between her legs at this point, and was looking at her exposed pussy and ass. Something about the prospect of doing this had my cock growing rapidly. I bent down to my knees, and moved closer. I had read about this numerous times, so I was not totally in the dark, but I was still nervous. I took a light sniff close to her pussy. There was no hair around her pussy, but I knew from undressing her that she had a little patch directly above it. I think they called that a landing strip or something like that. I took a deep breath, and blew lightly all around her pussy, or vulva, to use the term she used. I liked the word pussy better, it seemed more visceral.
“Ooh, that kinda tickles,” she murmured. I bent forward a little more and placed a kiss on her right thigh, just below her pussy. I repeated that on the left thigh, and then a little one right on the lips. She jumped a little at that, although she could not move much. Getting braver, I kissed her pussy lips a couple more times, pushing my lips firmly onto hers. I tentatively licked the outside of her pussy, and made her jump again. I was really starting to like this, and licked more firmly, first one side, then the other, and finally directly in the middle.