My orgasm

While I'm still getting the pussy reminders of last night I must write. 
I had a most intense orgasm last night. We dont often do it this way but when I'm in the mood it's so intense. Having showered I put on the most expensive perfume I posses. Dressed in a loose above the knee dress, I laid down to focus on my sexual self, my mind soon suggested that my knickers was becoming an obstacle to the 'ebb and flow' of my mind. I slipped it off my thighs, over my knees and clear of my toes. Supported by a surround of pillows I then start with a little self caressing, each nipple first with very light rooling pinches, then my full breast and back to my nipples. Once they are hard and beginning to 'burn' I go straight to my clitoris that I 'unhood' with my fingers while those of my other hand start with light circular motion one way then the other on its naked tip. After a little while the fingers that I've now begun to slip deep into my vagina tell me, by their wetness thatall my essential switches are turned on. I open a favorite sex clip on my iPad. Having watched me pet myself in this way, this in now his singal. As he kneels, I feel my dress being lifted, then the gentle touch of fingers on my inner thigh encouraging me to spread just a little more. Down he goes, at first teasing my pubes lightly, then the tip of his tongue traces my slit, top to bottom bottom to top, soon it is ravaging all the places and secrets of my 'fuck box' occasionally and suddenly stopping the affray by just holding my clitoris firmly  between his lips. After some quiet moments I subside but soon the gentle sucking followed by the flicking of his tongue across my clit tip starts the mayhem all over again, making me squirm until I can't last. He is always trying to gauge my point of no return, (for me it then takes  8 to 10 secs for first cunt pulse) so if he times it right he can withdraw from tonguing my slit and watch me squirm, convulse and writhe in the beautiful agony that only a woman can experience  Occasionally, he gets it right (from his point of view). However,  I always prefer to be able to clench his head between my thighs as I cum needing his tongue deep. It sometimes turns into a game of 'should I go or should I stay' for him. Last night I gave him no option, grasping his head I tangled my fingers in his hair and kept him until well after the throbbing in my 'lady nest' had subsided.