Angelic Vulva I love eating pussy and I love the incomparable beauty of a woman's vulva. A few stand out in my mind - so gorgeous and so rare that their image is etched into my mind for eternity. On one occasion I experienced something that went beyond the realm of reality. I met her at a business conference in Atlanta. She stopped at my table and was looking over our display. I felt somehow drawn to her, and things began to stir within me. Among the crowd she stood out above all others, and there seemed to be subtle brightness coming from her and also surrounding her. She had long, silken brown hair and the most striking green eyes I have ever seen. Looking into them it was as if I were gazing into to depths of the vast oceans - even through time. I can't describe it exactly. There were hundreds of people all around us but all I could think about was that this moment would be gone in just a few more seconds. I saw her glance away and as she began to turn aside I reached and gently took hold of her wrist. Somewhat startled, she turned back towards me and gave me an inquisitive look. I briefly looked at the five or six people that stood immediate to our side, and became so nervous I'm sure she could feel my handle begin to tremble on her wrist. I hesitated as stared blanking into her emerald eyes, as if I were peering into her very soul. I had never felt this way before - just from one look - there was something about the beautiful creature that was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. Sensing this opportunity was about to slip out of my life forever, I mustered up the courage and shocked myself by simply stating out loud "I'd like to see you". Not waiting for her reaction, I immediately looked towards the ground, embarrassed beyond belief, wonder what she was thinking about me - as well as what some of the others within hearing distance were thinking. In a heavenly voice I heard her say "I'll be in room seven seventy-seven at eight o'clock tonight". My heart skipped a beat and face felt flushed. I had let go of her wrist and after catching my breath I looked up only to find that this beautiful woman was no where to be seen. She must have slipped into the crowd very quickly I thought to myself. The rest of the afternoon was so bizarre. It was like I was floating on my feet. I was completely distracted - all my thoughts were of the beauty I had encountered earlier. Desire consumed me and anticipation began to well up inside me. I was filled with energy and I felt my vagina getting wet in preparation. It occurred to me that her face and hair was really all I recalled - I had no recollection of her body or even the clothes she was wearing. Six-thirty finally came and I went up to my room to shower and get ready. I dressed in a sex lace bra and panty set and dabbed a touch of perfume at the rib just below each breast and also at the crease of my inner thighs. I felt led to wear an evening dress instead of a skirt and blouse sensing somehow that this was to be a more reverent encounter. I stepped into the elevator and began to ascend to the top floor. Though it was only a five floor journey, it seemed to take me much higher. I stepped out onto the seventh floor and was surprised to see how different this floor was from mine. There was a beautiful garden right off the elevator in a sun room that appeared to open up to the heavens. I felt like I had stepped into paradise. I walked the grand hall towards her room, reading the room numbers as I went. The rooms all had gold plates with the room number and just below the number was a name - sort of a theme I suppose. I approached room 777 and noticed the room name on the gold plate read "Eden". I reached to knock, but before my hand struck the door, it opened and standing before me was the emerald-eyed beauty. "I thought I heard the elevator", she said, as she stepped to the side and motioned me inside. Before I could say anything she handed me a crystal glass willed with sparkling liquid. I took a sip - it tasted like champagne and honey - strangely different but quite good. "I'll be right back", the beauty said, as she exited into a second room of the suite, closing two large double doors behind her. I had just finished the glass and it was as if I was becoming tipsy. I typically have four or five glasses of wine before feeling this way, yet there I was feeling sort of high. I set the empty glass down on the table and suddenly the double doors opened. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I would behold. Though I hadn't even noticed her body on the conference floor earlier in the day, now the sight of it flooded my senses. She was dressed in shimmering white satin, looking like a bride offering herself to her bridegroom. Though the room light was subdued and located behind me, she seemed to be radiant, the white lingerie appearing to glow softly. Two thin straps draped over her broad shoulders and joined to two large seamless bra cups. Her breast were perfect, stretching the satin cups taut, and spilling over to create a superb valley between them. The shape of her nipples was clearly discernable though the thin satin, and her areolas appeared to be darker through the white fabric. I could discern her last couple of ribs as they extended down to her flat tummy. She had an unusual belly button - it was very small, seemingly too small to have sustained her in the womb. It looked like a small opening, without the typical twist of flesh in the middle. She wore white satin panties that tied on each hip. I suspected she kept herself trimmed close as the fabric of her panties hugged close and flat against her pubic mound. She stood with her legs parted a bit and her pubic mound curved down to a broad flat under slope - something I find extremely sexy and arousing. I thought I could see a slight shadow and figured that must be her hood poking through a bit. She motioned for me and I felt myself lifted onto my feet. She backed up into the room as I followed. I came to her and in silence she called my mouth to hers. We kissed a long sensual kiss as a slow pace that seemed to extend time. She slipped the straps of my dress off my shoulders and it fell in a puddle at my feet. Her lips felt so soft against mine and her mouth explored my own. My vagina trembled and coolness covered my vulva as the room air combined with the liquid that leaked from my vagina and covered my labia. As she kissed me, my eyes opened and I saw her looking back at me. Her eyes pierced mine and I felt like she looked into me and somehow now knew me. Breaking the kiss, she lay herself back onto the bed. I followed and brought myself on top of her magnificent body, felling the slick satin of her lingerie caress my tingling flesh. I kissed her and reached for her perfect breasts, caressing them through the white satin as our mouths meshed together. I suddenly felt overcome by lust and I moved down to devour her breasts with my mouth, longing to feel her turgid nipple between my lips. Suddenly she pushed me away saying, "Not yet". Her arms were forceful, far stronger than her slinky frame would lead one to belive. Puzzled I kneeled before her outstretched legs waiting for an explanation. She would guide me, though it would not be with spoken words. She reached for her left hip and then her right, loosening the ties of her shimmering panties. She paused briefly, examining my expression to see that I understood her direction. I smiled a soft smile in acknowledgement. She pulled the strings of her panties and lowered the satin flap down draping it on the bed before her, like she was unwrapping a precious gift for me. The sight before me was like nothing else I had ever seen and my entire body tingled as I took in the display before me. I was emotionally and spiritually moved as I stared at her magnificent pussy. Her vulva looked like a winged angel standing guard before her holy of holies. It was perfectly detailed as her inner labia formed the divine image, this was a heavenly sight indeed. Her roundish clit was barely visible as an angel's head and the hood was like the hood of a long flowing robe that covered the angel's head. The splayed labia looked like wings which were spread open revealing the glory of the angel's magnificent breasts. The robe draped just over the tops of the wings in front, barely covering the angel's anointed breasts and just hiding the nipples. The wings were held out horizontally away from the angel's torso like outstretched arms, as if welcoming me inside this most sacred place. I moved closer towards her. The robe flowed down freely over the back of the wings which tapered gradually back into the torso just below the creatures hips. The two inner labia came together to form the angel's two legs, which were held together as the angel stood tall and proud. The darker, outer labia surrounded the angel and looked like flames that billowed up and turned into smoke formed by the thin strip of trimmed hair on her pubic mound. The flames burned a hotter, bright red close to the angel and were cooler to the side, burning a lighter red then pink as her labia transitioned to her inner thighs. I fell before this angel and presented my offering to this miniature being as I kissed her feet, which were formed by the bottom tip of the inner labia. I reverently and softly drew my tongue up the length of her angelic body, splaying the angel's legs and pressing inward as I reached her outstretched wings. Accepting my offering, this divine creature finally revealed her head from beneath the robe. I opened my mouth and she came to me as I felt her head slip between my tongue and upper lip. I drew her in more deeply and the emerald-eyed beauty shuddered in response. I danced with this angel for many minutes until the hallowed ground began to quake. Her hands grabbed tightly behind my head and pressed my mouth into the holy place. The emerald-eyed beauty screamed in pleasure and threw her body back and forth as she exploded in passion. I felt the heat of the flames sear my skin as the fire of the outer labia grew uncontrollable and began to consume us both. Seeking to escape the heat I drove my tongue deep into the holy place before me. I slipped into the sacred refuge and just as the flames nipped at my flesh, liquid poured forth in abundance from a living well and extinguished the flames and cooled my burning tongue. The walls of her holy of holies quaked around me and then she opened for me and drew me in even further. A stream of her forbidden nectar began to flow, filling my mouth and quenching my thirst. Its divine sweetness satisfied my soul completely, as if I would never thirst again. As the hallowed ground continued to softly rumble around me, I finally withdrew from her place of refuge. I looked at the heavenly sight before me. The remnants of her flood covered everything, The tiny angel was covered in a pearlescent liquid that made her shine radiant like a star, which pooled in a puddle at the angel's feet. The fire glistened and though coated in wetness, continued to burn, even burning a brighter red than before. I could feel its heat emanating as it flickered from the undulations of the beauty's pubic mound. The wrinkled texture of the angel's relaxed wings was transformed so they appeared thicker and glowing red as the wings extended outward much farther. They were much fuller, as if being filled by a glorious wind. The angel's head now rose high on her shoulders, proudly exposed from beneath the cover of the hood, revealing a glow in her face. She beckoned to my soul to commune with her again. Instinctively, I closed my eyes and leaning to her, kissed her with reverence. I breathed in deeply, her scent tingling my nostrils and filling my lungs like holy incense. I felt a force holding me there - it seemed partly external, like two hands on my head pressing me into the folds of the angel's wings - but partly it felt internal like my spirit compelling my body to an irresistible treasure. I remained in the safety of this place as the angel began to move up against me. She caressed my mouth with her now firm wings, and her head pressed between my lips. She slid against my tongue and then wrapped her legs around my the tip of my tongue. It seemed as though she were flapping her wings, alternating between wrapping them around my tongue and then moving up and off, over and over again. She fluttered like this a while and then finally embraced me tightly in her wings, drawing my tongue back inside her holy place. Now fluttering violently, my tongue slid deeply into her until I reached the place I had been before. The hand on my head pulled and pushed at me such that I was thrust in and out of this place. The angels wings came against my tongue and pressed firmly. Then she began the flapping and slamming motion like before. I pressed forward, keeping my tongue arched against her. The angelic head now scraped the length of my tongue and again the ground began to quake. There was a loud screaming coming from the emerald-beauty - undecipherable, as if it were an unknown ancient language - yet it was pleasing to my ears, like saphhic music of praise. Eventually there was a stillness - the angel lay motionless - the hand on my head was gone. I lay still for a while, embracing the angel with my lips and was filled with awe over the sacred communion we both shared. Still reeling from this supernatural encounter and wishing I could remain in this paradise for eternity, I slowly descended back down to earth and finally withdrew my face from holy place. I saw the angel with her wings together and her hood pulled down as if she had completed some great task and were now sleeping peacefully. I felt moved - if ever there was a time to worship, it was certainly now, and before this sacred creature. Then it occurred to me, what I had just offered her was true worship - the giving of myself to her, freely and completely. I had laid my sacrifice before her holy alter and it was pleasing to her so that she received it fully. I felt a peace and contentment that I had never known, as the joy of our blessed communion overwhelmed me, and I surrendered myself to her, even possession of my very soul. I lifted my head to look at the emerald-eyed beauty. Smiling at me she whispered, "That's twice you brought me to heaven". Then she pulled on two bows on her bra and peeled the two satin cups down and offered me her breasts to satisfy my hunger. I had pleased her and had accomplished the task set before me, and she now offered me my reward. Her nipples looked red as if on fire and appeared to reach towards me. I opened my mouth and pressed my lips to the surrounding cool milky, soft flesh of her abundant breast, and drew her left nipple into my mouth. There was an audible slushing sound as she slipped the full length of four fingers into my leaking vagina until her thumb pressed under my hood. I suckled until I was filled, then with a single pinch of my clit she released the sensual energy that had been building up for nearly two hours. Heat like that of an exploding star shot outward from my vagina and ripped through my body. The room sparkled and then went white as if I had been blinded by a magnificent light. Tears poured forth from my eyes and trailed down my cheeks, as my body trembled and quaked. I felt my cum pour out and then a coolness at it mixed with air and oozed over my anus. Slowly my vision returned as the image of the breast before me came into focus. Her nipple glistened from the room light reflecting off the tears that had dripped onto her areola. I licked her turgid nub, savoring the sweet saltiness. I felt drained, as if my soul had left my body. Her fingers gently caressed the inner walls of my vagina as I lay my head onto her comforting breast. Completely fulfilled and content, I drifted off to sleep in her bosom.