I was nude, hot and stimulated. I threw down the bed-covers to let the cool evening air blow on my bare epidermis. It had been bliss. My soft, red nipples began to perk-up in the mild snap and I watched in the twilight as they got erect, then I utilized my finger-tips to gradually stroke my body.
I started by pressing my lips, making my full red mouth tingle like my man's softest kiss. I brushed my hands slowly, lightly down over my chin and throat; the feeling combined with the cool atmosphere on my skin giving me goose-bumps and making me shiver with anticipation. I let my right hand caress over and along my collar-bone, as my left stroked my internal thigh, simply tickling the downy locks here, making me sigh off loud. we was already getting moist with anticipation.
I skimmed my fingers over my nipple as I moved my hand to cup my left breast. we squeezed it lightly. Then we pressed down with my palm, pressing my breast against my ribs as I forced it carefully around and around, pinching my nipple just sufficient to feel the temperature in my groin. we love feeling that delicate, sensitive skin in my fingers and I perform with my nipple; stroking, pulling, twisting then pinching. I quickly lick my fingers and rub my saliva on my nipple as I play with it more, the slickness letting it fall and slip under my finger tips, heightening my pleasure even further; my playing getting fiercer, my pussy getting wet. we relocated my hand to my right breast, bolder now with my arousal, I grabbed it difficult and pushed it up towards my face as we squeezed my nipple. Oh yes!
By now my left-hand was doing more than playing with my thigh.
As I tweaked and twisted my nipples into saliva-slicked submission, I allow my hands find their way to my pussy; stroking my smooth, plump labia; sliding into the hot moist folds below; teasing my clitorus. I found myself thinking about the breathtaking bi-girl we'd been talking with previous. As I moved myself, I imagined I had been playing with her.
My fingers perform with my clitoris as I imagine playing with hers. we can feel the small pleasure spot firm amongst the soft skin of my vulva beneath my fingers. Information technology seems so good to touch it, and even much better for it to be touched. we hold my finger on the spot for moments, enjoying the tantalising pleasure grow as we focus my energy there.