Laying Here

My fingers trace the outline of my breasts along my green bra. They slide down along my stomach where I circle around teasing myself a little. Then they squeeze my thighs and trace along the band of my panties. I start by gently rubbing over the fabric. I can feel the outline of my lips, feel the moisture starting to form. I push them around a little every once and a while letting a finger brush quickly across my clit. I push the fabric to the side and gently let just the tip of my finger slide up and down collecting the moisture as I work it quickly up and down over my hard clit. I squeeze my breast and bend my legs allowing me better access. I can hear my breath quicken and feel the heat on my skin. I dip my ring finger slowly inside of my wetness and let my thumb continue to rub at my clit. My face flushes. I feel so warm it spreads from my neck down to my chest then stomach then the rise the feeling of needing a release. I stop and wait for someone else to finish.

With Wet Wishes,
Becca

发布者 GOTHIKANGEL

12 年前

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blus_lvr 8 年前

Deelicious.....

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BreastInspector 11 年前

Walking past your room I hear noises and stop to peak through the gap in the door, watch you playing with yourself, I rub at my crotch, getting hard watching you. I see you stop and wonder if you heard me, or sensed me. I know you are into women but I can't contain myself, I walk quietly into your room, I pick up a scarf and gently lay it over your eyes, when you start to protest, I put a finger over your mouth urging you to be quiet. Without a word I move down between your legs and kiss the inside of your thigh, lightly planting kisses, moving my mouth up I hover it over your clit, my warm breath so close to you, I put my tongue on you and lightly lick all the way up until I flick it over your clit, moving my mouth down again I lick all the way up again, my tongue moving from side to side between your lips until I get to your clit again, now on display for me I lap at it, over and over again, my tongue lightly brushing against it. I keep my hands to myself, just keep lapping at your clit, tasting you get wetter and wetter. I keep flicking it woth my tongue until you start to moan louder and push your hips into my face,then I put my mouth over it and suck on it, holding your clit in my mouth, my tongue still brushing back and forth over it. I push 2 fingers inside you and start to finger you faster and faster, sucking on your hard clit. hearing my fingers squish in and out your dripping wet pussy. Your thighs start to clamp around my head, I take my fingers out of you, then lightly flick my tongue over your clit, teasing it until your thighs clamp my head tight and you let all your cum out over my mouth, I get up and leave without saying a word

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fantaray 12 年前

mmm...so nice...

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wildrick 12 年前

Again exquisite expression

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danorth 12 年前

There is barely a sound in the room as I enter, just your breathing and the sounds of hands moving against your body. I look and notice your knees bent upward, and your hand slowly moving over the fabric of your panties, then a finger slides under the elastic leg opening, a curl of dark hair appears and the disappers as your finger moves under the panty and then out. I look at your breasts, encased in a green bra, holding them, molding them in a seductive shape.

You seem not to notice me, I don't want to alarm you, to have you think I am sneaking up on you, but yet your moment alone seems so seductive to me. I watch as your hand plays across your mound, the crease of your lips shows through the panties as your long slender fingers press the fabric between them. Your eyes are closed but I notice them flutter a bit and know that your pleasure is mounting.

Your skin, white and smooth looks so soft and sensual, your tummy rising and falling as your fingers continue to slide under your panty. Then I hear a moan, low and controlled, I know the sensation is building within you. I wonder what is on your mind, are you imagining a lover is giving you pleasure? Or perhaps you are concentrating on the pure pleasure of your touch with nothing on your mind except getting to the edge of your pleasure only to hold off, prolonging the pleasure.

Your eyes flutter again and your head turns towards me but your eyes remain closed. You press your lips together, as if to say something, then I know you are close, you are reaching the point of no return, I want desperately to be invovled, I want to have my hand be in place of your hand. I want your bra off, to enjoy your breasts in their natural glory, to see your nipples hard and areola tighted up as the pleasure overcomes you.

As much as I want to be part of this, there is a sensuality in watching, letting you have this moment alone, just as you started. Your fingers are moving in and out, the sound of your wetness becomes apparant as your fingers slide up and down, then your stiffen all over, you are there, you are overcome with the pleasure.

Your hand stops moving, half hidden by your now wet panty, you reach up and hold your breast with the other hand, not squeezing or fondling, just holding it. You moan softly and I notice your body tense with the pleasure. I want you, I want to be beside you and hold you as your orgasm washes over you, but I don't move, you have shared this sensual moment with me without knowing and invading it now would be an intrusion.

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