Sight, taste, touch, smell, sound... snacking on your sweetie

As I often do I've been thinking about the different flavors, textures, and smells of different parts of the vulva at different moments during cunnilingus.

For instance when you first start licking someone the insides of her labia minora usually aren't really slippery at all and have a sweet taste. And how sometimes as orgasm approaches something changes near the clitoris that I can't really taste or smell but that almost stings my tongue. And how the lubrication (what the heck are you supposed to call it that isn't either goosey, like 'nectar,' or gross, like 'slime,' or clinical like 'the lubrication?') right at the mouth of and just inside the vagina has almost no flavor but a nice consistency.

And I was thinking about the cool view you get when a partner is lying back and you look up with perspective so foreshortened her body becomes an unfamiliar but sensuous landscape of valleys and hills. And how I tend to lick up high, focusing on the upper lips and clitoris, because my neck can only bend so far back.

It's so different when a partner kneels over me, resting arms and chin on the bed board or windowsill, and how when I lie perfectly still they tend to ride further, more away from the top. And how as they get more aroused their folds blossom out till you can slip your tongue along each little ridge or furrow without a hitch.

It's something I never got tired of. Sigh. I don't know what it's like for anyone else, either to give or receive, but that's cunnilingus from my perspective

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Oh yeah, for those of you keeping score on my extended-photo series I've finally stopped dressing and started undressing. In the original series I wind up totally naked and, erm... well, it is an *extended* series. I'm not sure how far that way I should go since I'd have to "uncloak" the images on Flickr as well. 'Guess we'll cover (uncover?) that bridge when we come to it.