21-10-2025, 11:52 PM
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## Update 22: The Cunnilingus Lesson and Madam's Triple Climax (Avi and Madam)
When Madam returned from the bathroom, her skin had a visible, profound glow. A look of deep satisfaction settled over her face.
Madam leaned in, her voice husky with praise. “Avi, you really are a fast learner. My husband has never sucked my breasts like that.”
“Well, I’m just doing as you’re telling me,” I admitted, a warm wave of pride replacing all my earlier shyness.
Madam lay back down on the bed, her instruction inviting. “Now you can play with my belly button. Put your finger in it. Kiss it. Put your tongue in it. Move your tongue back and forth in it.”
I started the new lesson. I moved my finger to Madam's belly. I used just one finger to slowly trace the small dip of her belly button. I felt the smooth, warm skin of her stomach. Madam's eyes closed slowly. Her lips moved slightly, and a soft breath escaped her.
Then I brought my face closer. I placed a light, very careful kiss right into the small dent. I waited a moment, watching her face. The skin near her mouth twitched. I slowly moved my tongue out. I began to lick the spot gently, like someone enjoying a sweet. I moved my tongue in slow, quiet circles. A quiet smile appeared on Madam's face. She pushed her head back against the pillow.
Feeling braver, I pushed my tongue a little deeper inside the belly button. I began the motion she taught me: moving it back and forth in a steady rhythm. Madam gasped sharply, making a sudden sound of pleasure. Her hands, which were open on the bed, quickly curled into tight fists. The smile on her face grew wider and more relaxed, showing she was enjoying this part very much.
“Avi, now stop,” Madam said after a moment, her voice firm.
I stopped immediately, waiting for the next, more serious instruction.
Madam propped herself up, her voice serious and intensely focused. “Now I am going to teach you the real work. Listen carefully. Play with my chooť with your finger just like you did with my nipples. Then play with my clitoris.” She used her own hand to point to the tiny, sensitive nub.
“Then slowly put your finger deep inside my chooť. I have had sex before, so first put one finger, then two at a time, and move them back and forth. Do this until your finger gets wet, meaning until my liquid comes out.” She paused, her voice turning stern with the weight of her knowledge. “And yes, when you do this with a virgin girl, put only one finger in. If it hurts her too much, she won’t have sex with you.”
“Then start kissing my chooť lightly. Hold the clitoris with your lips and play with it. Then clean my chooť with your tongue. Then, just as you moved your tongue back and forth in the belly button, do the same in the chooť. Do it until my liquid comes out. And drink all that liquid. Women like this.”
She completed her intense, methodical detail with a final piece of advice. “And yes, it's not necessary for the liquid to come out when you use your fingers. Do the finger work for a while, and then play with the chooť with your tongue. Remember, the liquid must come out during sex with the tongue. Otherwise, women get angry. If it’s a virgin, stop just before the liquid comes out. This will make her beg you for sex. Then you can have sex with her easily.”
Following Madam’s detailed plan, I started the new part of the lesson. I was completely focused and excited. This was the first time I had seen a chooť so close, and it felt huge. It was wet, warm, and smelled strongly of woman. My hands felt clumsy, and my whole body was tense with shock.
I moved my hand carefully, reaching out with my finger first, just as she had commanded. I watched closely. The folds of her chooť were dark and already looked slick with moisture. I put my fingertip onto the spot Madam had called the clitoris, touching the tiny, sensitive nub. It was hot, much hotter than the rest of her skin. I started to rub it softly, then moved my finger lower to feel the slick wetness. My mind was trying to take in all the details—the heat, the folds, the smell, the wetness. I put one finger inside her chooť and moved it a little. Madam let out a quick, sharp breath, and her back arched slightly. I followed her rule, moving my finger back and forth inside the wet passage.
After doing the finger work for a while, I pulled my hand away. The smell on my fingers was strong and musky. Now it was time for the next step.
I brought my head lower, getting ready for the oral part of the lesson. I saw the smooth skin, the tight folds, and the small, hidden clitoris Madam had shown me. I leaned in, breathing in close. I caught the first strong smell of her body—it was wet, warm, and something deeply female, making my heart race.
I began to suck the chooť gently, my tongue reaching out slowly. I touched the folds, tasting the first salty-sweetness of her body. Madam's fingers twitched beside her head, but she did not move. I kept the taste in my mouth, exploring the new, strange sensation. Then, my tongue came out fully, starting to lick up and down the length of her. I moved my tongue in a steady rhythm. Madam let out a low, shaky sound, and a look of pure need spread across her face. I quickly made my speed faster. I was sucking hard and without fear.
The moment I increased my speed, Madam gasped loudly. Her face squeezed tight in pleasure. She immediately grabbed the back of my head with both of her hands. She started pushing my head hard onto her chooť, forcing my face deeper.
Her grip on the back of my head was fierce, a strong command to stay exactly where I was. Madam's body suddenly arched upwards from the bed, and she let out a loud, long cry that muffled the sounds in the room. Her legs stretched out, and her muscles went totally stiff. I felt her chooť pulse and clench hard around my mouth as the warmth and wetness erupted. For a few seconds, she held that tight grip, shaking lightly beneath me.
This strong feeling meant Madam was releasing her liquid for the second time. My back muscles went tight as her hands pressed my head down. The strong smell of her body and the salty taste of the liquid filled my mouth; it was a huge, physical feeling. I could not breathe right, and a sharp focus made everything else disappear.
Even after the sudden shaking stopped, Madam's fingers stayed hooked tight in my hair. I felt her body settle back onto the bed for only a moment, taking a deep, ragged breath. I did not stop sucking her chooť. I stayed focused, licking the chooť hard, just as she had commanded me to do. I quickly picked up the rhythm again, concentrating all my energy on the small, sensitive nub. I worked fast, determined to bring her back to that high feeling.
Madam did not have to wait long. She let out a sharp, powerful sound that was both a cry and a gasp. Her body immediately arched up again, pulling my face even harder against her. This was the third powerful, shaking wave of pleasure for her. I felt the muscles in my own face strain with the constant, fast movement. My body was completely tired now, and my jaw hurt badly from the strong sucking.
The moment I finally moved my face away, Madam quickly pulled me into a tight, damp hug.
“Today you showed me heaven,” she sighed deeply, a satisfied sound leaving her lips.
“Madam, can I have some water?” I asked, my voice dry and my body fully exhausted.
Madam laughed, teasing me lightly. “I just released my liquid three times! You still want water?”
I was still confused by her joke about sex. “Madam, I'm tired. I want some water to drink,” I explained simply.
“Oh, you’re talking about that water. I thought…” she started, and then laughed harder, full of joy.
I did not understand her joke, but I gave a weak smile. Then Madam reached over and handed me a glass of cold juice.
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When Madam returned from the bathroom, her skin had a visible, profound glow. A look of deep satisfaction settled over her face.
Madam leaned in, her voice husky with praise. “Avi, you really are a fast learner. My husband has never sucked my breasts like that.”
“Well, I’m just doing as you’re telling me,” I admitted, a warm wave of pride replacing all my earlier shyness.
Madam lay back down on the bed, her instruction inviting. “Now you can play with my belly button. Put your finger in it. Kiss it. Put your tongue in it. Move your tongue back and forth in it.”
I started the new lesson. I moved my finger to Madam's belly. I used just one finger to slowly trace the small dip of her belly button. I felt the smooth, warm skin of her stomach. Madam's eyes closed slowly. Her lips moved slightly, and a soft breath escaped her.
Then I brought my face closer. I placed a light, very careful kiss right into the small dent. I waited a moment, watching her face. The skin near her mouth twitched. I slowly moved my tongue out. I began to lick the spot gently, like someone enjoying a sweet. I moved my tongue in slow, quiet circles. A quiet smile appeared on Madam's face. She pushed her head back against the pillow.
Feeling braver, I pushed my tongue a little deeper inside the belly button. I began the motion she taught me: moving it back and forth in a steady rhythm. Madam gasped sharply, making a sudden sound of pleasure. Her hands, which were open on the bed, quickly curled into tight fists. The smile on her face grew wider and more relaxed, showing she was enjoying this part very much.
“Avi, now stop,” Madam said after a moment, her voice firm.
I stopped immediately, waiting for the next, more serious instruction.
Madam propped herself up, her voice serious and intensely focused. “Now I am going to teach you the real work. Listen carefully. Play with my chooť with your finger just like you did with my nipples. Then play with my clitoris.” She used her own hand to point to the tiny, sensitive nub.
“Then slowly put your finger deep inside my chooť. I have had sex before, so first put one finger, then two at a time, and move them back and forth. Do this until your finger gets wet, meaning until my liquid comes out.” She paused, her voice turning stern with the weight of her knowledge. “And yes, when you do this with a virgin girl, put only one finger in. If it hurts her too much, she won’t have sex with you.”
“Then start kissing my chooť lightly. Hold the clitoris with your lips and play with it. Then clean my chooť with your tongue. Then, just as you moved your tongue back and forth in the belly button, do the same in the chooť. Do it until my liquid comes out. And drink all that liquid. Women like this.”
She completed her intense, methodical detail with a final piece of advice. “And yes, it's not necessary for the liquid to come out when you use your fingers. Do the finger work for a while, and then play with the chooť with your tongue. Remember, the liquid must come out during sex with the tongue. Otherwise, women get angry. If it’s a virgin, stop just before the liquid comes out. This will make her beg you for sex. Then you can have sex with her easily.”
Following Madam’s detailed plan, I started the new part of the lesson. I was completely focused and excited. This was the first time I had seen a chooť so close, and it felt huge. It was wet, warm, and smelled strongly of woman. My hands felt clumsy, and my whole body was tense with shock.
I moved my hand carefully, reaching out with my finger first, just as she had commanded. I watched closely. The folds of her chooť were dark and already looked slick with moisture. I put my fingertip onto the spot Madam had called the clitoris, touching the tiny, sensitive nub. It was hot, much hotter than the rest of her skin. I started to rub it softly, then moved my finger lower to feel the slick wetness. My mind was trying to take in all the details—the heat, the folds, the smell, the wetness. I put one finger inside her chooť and moved it a little. Madam let out a quick, sharp breath, and her back arched slightly. I followed her rule, moving my finger back and forth inside the wet passage.
After doing the finger work for a while, I pulled my hand away. The smell on my fingers was strong and musky. Now it was time for the next step.
I brought my head lower, getting ready for the oral part of the lesson. I saw the smooth skin, the tight folds, and the small, hidden clitoris Madam had shown me. I leaned in, breathing in close. I caught the first strong smell of her body—it was wet, warm, and something deeply female, making my heart race.
I began to suck the chooť gently, my tongue reaching out slowly. I touched the folds, tasting the first salty-sweetness of her body. Madam's fingers twitched beside her head, but she did not move. I kept the taste in my mouth, exploring the new, strange sensation. Then, my tongue came out fully, starting to lick up and down the length of her. I moved my tongue in a steady rhythm. Madam let out a low, shaky sound, and a look of pure need spread across her face. I quickly made my speed faster. I was sucking hard and without fear.
The moment I increased my speed, Madam gasped loudly. Her face squeezed tight in pleasure. She immediately grabbed the back of my head with both of her hands. She started pushing my head hard onto her chooť, forcing my face deeper.
Her grip on the back of my head was fierce, a strong command to stay exactly where I was. Madam's body suddenly arched upwards from the bed, and she let out a loud, long cry that muffled the sounds in the room. Her legs stretched out, and her muscles went totally stiff. I felt her chooť pulse and clench hard around my mouth as the warmth and wetness erupted. For a few seconds, she held that tight grip, shaking lightly beneath me.
This strong feeling meant Madam was releasing her liquid for the second time. My back muscles went tight as her hands pressed my head down. The strong smell of her body and the salty taste of the liquid filled my mouth; it was a huge, physical feeling. I could not breathe right, and a sharp focus made everything else disappear.
Even after the sudden shaking stopped, Madam's fingers stayed hooked tight in my hair. I felt her body settle back onto the bed for only a moment, taking a deep, ragged breath. I did not stop sucking her chooť. I stayed focused, licking the chooť hard, just as she had commanded me to do. I quickly picked up the rhythm again, concentrating all my energy on the small, sensitive nub. I worked fast, determined to bring her back to that high feeling.
Madam did not have to wait long. She let out a sharp, powerful sound that was both a cry and a gasp. Her body immediately arched up again, pulling my face even harder against her. This was the third powerful, shaking wave of pleasure for her. I felt the muscles in my own face strain with the constant, fast movement. My body was completely tired now, and my jaw hurt badly from the strong sucking.
The moment I finally moved my face away, Madam quickly pulled me into a tight, damp hug.
“Today you showed me heaven,” she sighed deeply, a satisfied sound leaving her lips.
“Madam, can I have some water?” I asked, my voice dry and my body fully exhausted.
Madam laughed, teasing me lightly. “I just released my liquid three times! You still want water?”
I was still confused by her joke about sex. “Madam, I'm tired. I want some water to drink,” I explained simply.
“Oh, you’re talking about that water. I thought…” she started, and then laughed harder, full of joy.
I did not understand her joke, but I gave a weak smile. Then Madam reached over and handed me a glass of cold juice.
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