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To the Horny Bastard

I was laid out as daintly as I had placed every rose, I was carefully positioned on my side to accentuate all my curves. Completely naked, my head propped casually upon my right hand, my left arm snug underneath my breasts to push them up into two perfectly plucked orbs, my stomach flat, and between my long slender thighs, my neatly maintained pubic hair. I was perfect. I was stunning.

The lit candles around the room caught her eyes and reflected only surprise for a moment. But she kept staring at my face, at my thighs, at my breasts, my nipples becoming hard.

I wanted her to touch me. I could see she needed to touch someone, to be touched. There entered a deep longing in her eyes as she stood speechless in the doorway. After a moment I raised a sweaty palm and gestured for her to come closer.

She came towards me hesitantly, thoughtfully, but with no shame or surprise any longer. Lust? She knelt on the floor, leaning against the bed, and reached out with her own nervous palm and touched my shoulder. I smiled and rolled onto my back as her hand felt it's way to one of my breasts. It filled the cup of her palm. She brought up her other hand and made another perfect mould against my other breast.

My breathing was becoming quicker and I could see her chest heaving, felt her nervous sweat against my skin as she gently squeezed each of my nipples with her thumb and forefinger. I breathed in deep and could feel the wetness against my inner thighs. I moved my right leg to expose my wet lips. She looked down through the tufts of brown curls and then into my pleading eyes.

Then she stood up and began removing her pants. She revealed her own pair of shapely thighs and dropped her panties to show off a less well-groomed but desirable black tangle of pubic hair. As her underwear slid down to meet her ankles, I noticed her thighs were damp near her vagina lips. My mouth began to water. She pulled her shirt over her head and skillfully unclasped her bra from behind with one hand. She smiled as my eyes glided over her small breasts. Their nipples perked towards me, standing out hard.

She stepped close to me and leaned over the bed. I grabbed her under the arms and lowered her breasts to my mouth where I sucked each nipple greedily.

A groan escaped her lips as she positioned herself on her hands and knees over me on the bed. Still sucking her perfect rosebudded nipples, my hands, flat against her smooth skin, traced their way over her stomach, through her pubic hair, and one probing finger from each and slipped between her lips.

She was warm and wet and she pulled her breasts away from my mouth, sitting up on her knees and groaning up at the ceiling as I stroked her clit.

I used my right pointer finger to circle over her clit, applying a small amount of pressure while my left hand explored her naked thighs. Suddenly her body jerked forward from the hips and she began rocking into my right hand. My finger circled faster and faster and her hands balled up into little fists as her breathing intensified. With her eyes squeezed shut, her body arched back and she orgasmed into my hand with a groan. Then she leaned forward and kissed me full on the mouth. I was turned on. My hips were rocking up and down with anticipation. She pulled her mouth away from mine and smiled.

On her hands and knees, she kissed my neck, my breasts, my stomach, down to my thighs which I greedily opened wide.

With her fingers, she parted my lips and rubbed against my clit. My hips impulsively thrust forward and she brought her finger against my clit again. I must have been gushing all over the bed with how wet I was, but she paused to plant more kisses on my inner thighs. Teasing me. I wanted to scream at her. I was going to explode. I moaned and rocked back and forth. She brought me slowly towards climax and I clenched back an animalistic scream as I exploded into orgasm. Then we fell silent upon the bed.

She laid herself next to me, her hand stroking my breasts lovingly and pressed her lips against my ear to whisper.


Posted on: 2005-05-03 00:00:00 | Author: