Eros Hill (Urban Life Adult Novel)

I used to live in a small college town while doing my graduate studies. That university is very good, but because it is located in the "Bible Belt" (see Note 1), the university town is a real stuffy village. I had an aunt who died and left me a nice inheritance, so I was able to focus on my studies, at least most of the time. I'm a girl, and I'm single. However, I have been wronged by several men in the past, and the hurt they left on me was so deep that I will not miss them for a long time. Despite this, I am still human after all, and my sexual desire is still lurking in the background, making me sweat.

One thing that caught my eye in the Stuffy Village was Susan. She was a lovely, slightly shy married woman, only a year or two older than me. She was studying at university at the time, and she was taking some of the same classes as I was majoring in. Occasionally we would review lessons together, and gradually we became friends. Her husband, however, is a typical villager in the boring village. They have a swimming pool in their backyard, surrounded by high fences. On days when I only had half-day classes, she would sometimes invite me to go swimming at her house after class. I love swimming and I am a good swimmer.

The first day I went to her house, she was wearing an inconspicuous one-piece swimsuit that hid her beautiful figure. I praised her a few words and she seemed very happy. Every time I go there, her swimsuit seems to be getting smaller and smaller, but of course it's a different one every time. When I went there for the fourth time, her swimsuit was so small that it looked like a bikini with only a string tied at the back. The front of the swimsuit barely covered her private parts. As usual, I complimented her on her beautiful figure. That day, her large, round breasts were barely covered by her swimsuit, and her nipples stood out against the thin fabric. Oh my god, she is so beautiful. I told her she'd get arrested in Cannes for wearing that bikini. She seemed to be flattered by me. After we had a couple of drinks, she opened up more. I could see that she was also admiring my figure.

Her golden pubic hair was trimmed neatly, almost shaved to her beautiful vagina. Just looking at her makes me excited. I decided to see if her interest in me would blossom if I nurtured it carefully. How can you get the tiger cub without venture? So I lay down, raised one leg, and slowly slid it to the side, so that she could see my cuteness (someone said that to me). I keep my private parts neatly shaved except for a small triangle of area on top. My labia minora protruded a little, revealing my beautifully shaped cleft. Her eyes were hooked, and once she saw it, she couldn't take her eyes off it. I swung my knees back and forth and I could feel how wet I was. Finally I sat up, crossed my legs, and spread my calves wide. I felt the cool air inside my vagina. I spread my wet labia apart and gave Susan a good look at my wet pussy.

"Susan, you are staring at me," I laughed. She just nodded. "Do you like what you see?" She nodded again, almost blushing. "Come closer, I like beautiful women looking at me." She hesitated for a moment, then came closer and sat next to my beach chair, but her eyes were fixed on me. "You're getting hot when you look at my bare little pussy. I can't control myself. Just looking at your beautiful naked body really makes me excited. You're so beautiful. Do you know what I want to do?" I asked, looking into her lovely blue eyes. She shook her head slowly. "I'm going to give myself a cum shot and you have to watch. I'm going to finger my pussy and then I'm going to finger myself until I come. You want to see it, don't you?" I asked faintly.

She nodded and said "yes" in a voice so weak that it was almost inaudible. I steeled myself, leaned forward, and gave her the softest, gentlest kiss I could. Her eyes were closed, and she looked a little disappointed, as if blaming me for not kissing her longer. I lay back on the beach chair and spread my legs wide open to give her a clear view of me. I slid a finger into my mouth and pulled it out, which was shiny with saliva. A silver thread of saliva hung there until it broke. Susan watched me as if hypnotized as I slid my fingers down and slowly into my vagina. I put my finger in as deep as it would go, then slid it out and moved it over to the parted labia, wetting both lips. I reached down with my other hand and pulled the top of my vagina up a little.

My erect and hard clitoris pushed through the foreskin and came out. I rubbed it gently, and the clitoris swelled even more. My clitoris is large, and Susan gasped when she saw the pink head pop out. When I pulled up again, the clitoris had slipped out almost half an inch and was as thick as a pencil in diameter. She stared with her mouth open. "Oh God, I'm hot," I whispered hoarsely. "My clit is on fire. It needs to be licked and sucked like a penis. You want to suck my clit, Susan? It needs a pair of lips to wrap around it." She leaned forward, her lips slightly parted, her tongue licking her lower lip, and then she moved back away. Her eyes were full of confusion. She wanted to do it, but she didn't want to. I smiled at her. She pressed her legs tightly together. Good sign.

I slid a finger deep inside, pulled it out, and slid it into my mouth. I licked it, then put the finger back inside, pulled it out, and put it back in my mouth. She watched nervously, her brows slightly furrowed, her mouth mimicking the shape of my labia. I slid my finger in again and then out, sliding it around the clitoris. I moaned softly. My god, not only was I hot all over, but I was also masturbating within inches of her. I pushed my hips forward in front of hers. The smell of my passionate and wanton sex filled her nostrils and I could see her nostrils were on fire. Slowly, I put on a good show for her. While moving my fingers in and out of me, I added two, then three fingers inside me. In my wet vagina, love juice was dripping out almost like a hose, and my fingers made little water sounds as they went in and out. Her body bent further forward, and her face was only half an inch away from mine.

I pulled my finger out again and held it there motionless. She looked at my wet fingers, which were covered with my love juice. Her lips parted slightly. In order not to alarm her, I slowly put a few of my fingers in front of her mouth. She could smell my desire, my love juices. Very slowly I placed my fingers on her lips and gently rubbed her open lips. She uttered a slight scream and stepped back only a little. I placed my finger on her lips again. I slid my finger into her mouth. Her lips gently bit my fingers, and at the same time I felt her tongue moving on my fingers and her mouth sucking my fingers. I gently put my fingers into her mouth. She closed her eyes and sobbed. I pulled my fingers out, leaned forward and kissed her tenderly. She pressed me in return. Now it was her tongue sliding in and out of my mouth. Her hands went around my head and pulled me towards her. We kissed for a long while, then we separated a little. Her eyes closed. I slid my fingers inside, then into her lips and mouth. She inhaled it, but her eyes suddenly widened.

She stared at me and hesitated again. "Susan, darling, here I am. All yours. Kiss me as you would like your own sweet little pussy to be kissed. Think of how you would like someone to kiss you, suck you, lick you, love you. Just do what you want. It's that simple. Gentle. Soft. We have the whole afternoon, darling." She looked up at me and smiled, her smile was so wide. I waited for her to enter me. She hesitated for a few more seconds, then stopped thinking about it and leaned over to kiss my belly. Her tongue slid out to lick my skin, tasting my flesh. She looked up into my eyes and smiled. Her hands moved to my legs and stroked them, soft and lovingly. Her touch was so lovely, I almost melted. She moved down and kissed my legs: first the inside, then where they joined my torso. Her tongue left a wet trail. She looked up and smiled, and I knew she was joking with me. Now she knew what she wanted to do. She leaned over and stuck out her tongue.

It was my turn to moan as her tongue slid across my vagina from bottom to top, slowly, making me feel like I was in ecstasy. Her tongue licked the base of my clitoris quickly and again, and then licked around the clitoris again and again, making me scream. Her lips touched my clitoris and she sucked weakly at first, then harder and harder, and her tongue kept licking and hitting my clitoris, just the way she wanted her clitoris sucked. Slowly Susan kissed, licked and sucked my open pussy. I lay down and put my hand around her head and gently stroked her soft blonde hair. My lower body couldn't help but move upward to meet her sweet mouth. I felt her slide a few fingers inside me and carefully slide them all the way to the end. Those fingers explored inside my wet and hot vagina. Her lips and tongue were focused on my clitoris, and she gradually pushed me to a climax until I screamed and my lower body was fixed on her mouth. My pussy was spasming, squeezing her fingers tightly. She later told me the best feeling was knowing she had made me lose it.

My orgasm was so strong and long that I couldn't calm down for a long time. I haven't had sex with a man or a woman for a long time. When I came to myself, I hugged her and thanked her. Her full breasts and firm nipples pressed against my breasts and nipples. When I slid a finger between her labia, her labia opened and she moaned. "Let's go inside, please," I told her. "I want to make love to you on a soft bed. I want to dine on your lovely body. The beach chairs are too uncomfortable."

She agreed immediately, laughing, and we almost ran into the house. She took me to a very large, well-decorated room with a huge bed covered with a tent. She pulled back the covers to reveal a silk, padded bed sheet. She patted the bed beside her and I sat down. Then I lay down and pulled her towards me, and we lay there kissing. I put one leg between her legs, and her Eros Hill (see Note 2) pressed hard against my thigh, shaking gently up and down. Her warm body pressed against mine, soft and smooth. I caressed her body slowly and kissed her neck and behind her ears, my tongue tasting her flesh wantonly. She turned me on top of her and spread her legs to accommodate me. I could feel her spreading wetness all over my body. Our pubic mounds were touching. My Eros Hill pressed down on her spreading wetness. She moaned as my soft flesh pushed against her, opening her wet flesh and entering the hole.

I finally reached her gaping pussy. Her labia majora were a deep red and swollen with passion. I spread the labia majora wider, exposing the labia minora. I pinched it and then used my fingers to spread the labia minora apart. I really love looking at the inner beauty of a woman's vagina. Just like a red rose, its wet center is filled with dew. I touched the center of her uncovered vulva with my tongue and she let out a sigh of pleasure. I put my mouth against hers and sucked her salty sweet liquid into my mouth. We both groaned together. I stuck my tongue in there and poked around inside. The heavenly scent of her clean, excited body almost made me lose it. Oh my god, I love the smell of a woman's private parts. I sucked her and myself for several minutes. I buried my face in her pussy and pushed my tongue inside, making the tip of my nose, chin, and mouth wet.

I licked her from bottom to top over and over again, and at the end of each time my tongue would flicker the little bud on her clitoris. Her lower body pushed up to meet my thrusts. Very carefully I slid one, then two fingers inside her. Following the method a strange woman once taught me, I overlapped my fingers and thrust slowly in and out, twisting my wrist each time. I moved my fingers back and forth, inserting them to stimulate the entrance and exit of the vagina. I licked her nub and flicked it rapidly with my tongue while I fingered her pussy. She began to moan and even scream, her lower body arching upward. My fingers were moving in and out of her vagina quickly, and my wrists were twisting like a whirlwind. I moved my tongue as fast as I could and her orgasm exploded. She kept screaming, and I was so glad we were indoors.

Her vaginal muscles squeezed my fingers as they spasmed, and at the same time I felt a stream of love juice spurt out as she climaxed. The love juice sprayed into my mouth, and I tasted the salty liquid she shot out. It happened in a flash, nothing much to say, but I've seen fountains like that before. Her orgasm lasted a long time. Finally, when she collapsed, I was able to pull out my fingers. I watched her beautiful mouth slowly close. I licked her private parts gently but avoided her clitoris. Her calves were wet, too. I licked the wetness, tasting her salty love juices. While she was catching her breath, I smiled and kissed her on the cheek.

When she recovered, I kissed her and she thanked me. "I have never had such an orgasm in my life." She stared, "I can't believe it can be so wonderful. Seeing the stars in the sky can't compare to that beauty. I never knew an orgasm could be so strong. My husband and I have orgasms, but..." She paused, and then said, "Never like this. You are amazing. Thank you."

"Well, thank you, too. It was very satisfying, I guess, to have sex with someone and know that they were enjoying it. Sometimes I almost came, and it was intense. Do you know that you came? That's not enough, but it's close. When you came just now, you squirted and some of it got in my mouth. I haven't done that with anyone in a long time."

She pursed her hands around her lips, her eyes wide open, and said, "I didn't. I didn't pee, did I? Oh my God, I'm so sorry." I gave her a kiss and told her that it was definitely not urine, but some women will spray out some liquid that even scientists are still studying. I told her about a woman who could masturbate for long periods of time and produce perhaps a teaspoon of a colorless liquid that tasted just like regular love juices. The woman was very proud of her special ability and would sometimes perform upon special request, but only for female guests.

After hearing this, Susan felt very surprised and wanted to try it again. I looked at the bedside clock and was suddenly struck by how quietly an afternoon had passed. We both rushed to the bathroom and took a fun bath together, playing tricks on each other while we were washing. The feeling of her wet body against mine aroused my sexual desire. We both restrained ourselves from doing it again, and by that time her husband was almost home from get off work. Later when he arrived we were already sitting by the pool innocently drinking drinks. His eyes remained fixed on my body, and Susan gave him a stern "stop that" look until he walked into the house. Although we were reluctant to leave, we had no choice but to sit there. She leaned in and whispered, "He'll never imagine that we were here, naked, and having sex. He's as dumb as a stick stuck in the mud. He'll never think of going there."

"Susan, my dearest darling, I always thought this was a boring little village in America, but I guess that boring part no longer exists. Now you and I have a new interest. That bath whetted my appetite. Would you like to come to my house after class tomorrow to... review?" I pretended to be serious.

"I think I must have an expert teach my homework tomorrow. I want the teacher to teach me the details of the ancient love model, just as the poet Shakespeare said it was beautiful." She came closer and kissed me on the cheek while she was talking, while she had to prevent her husband from peeking at my bikini-clad body in the house. We hugged briefly before I left and I felt her twitch slightly. Ah, tomorrow! Driving home I saw this college town in a new light. It seems that this town is not so bad after all.

Note 1: The “Bible Belt” refers to a belt-shaped region in the south-central United States. The people in the region are extremely conservative and the region is named after the fact that the residents are generally devout Christians.