Vignette 2
Jen has been on my mind again. Sometimes, my brain won’t leave me alone. My desires are so powerful that images visit me when I’m working or writing e-mails and I stare out the window and begin to conjure up thoughts of sexual longing and unfulfilled desire. That won’t do; that won’t do at all! It is in these moments that I take to the keyboard and begin to form stories for my own pleasure. And recently I am being visited by Jen, my current ‘love interest’.
It is a Sunday morning and I’m lying in bed. It is light in my room, and I am cozy and warm under my down comforter. The day is clear and dry, and there is 12” of snow covering the ground outside. I close my eyes and I see Jen walking into the room quietly. She looks at me and smiles softly. I look at her, my eyes telegraphing desire. She is wearing a light blue tee-shirt only. My eyes wander down to her hips and legs and I start to think about what I want today. Her bush looks delicious. She will make me very happy today.
She approaches the side of the bed and slowly peels the comforter down to my mid-thighs. I am naked, and I am surprised and become shy. I had not thought to move so quickly, but I thrill at her proximity. She steps back. So close, yet…
‘You look lovely, Rae.’
‘You do…’
I open my legs a little and let her look. I gaze up at her and her eyes are staring at my mound. Then they shift to my eyes and a half-smile appears on her face. I open a little more and bring a hand down to cover myself.
‘Oh no, Rae, I want to see you. I want to watch you.’
‘Oh, don’t worry; I know what you like…’
My middle finger probes my slit lightly while Jen stands there leaning against the bedpost. I wet my finger then slide it along my lips. I hear her let out a breath. I wet my finger again, sucking it into my mouth like a little cock. I suck it up and down and return it to my waiting slit. I am getting nice and wet now, and my fingers move easily over my puss. I am feeling good and I open my legs more, inserting my middle finger into myself.
‘Oh my god, Jen…’
‘Don’t stop, Rae, please don’t stop…’
‘I can’t now…’
I am rubbing my clit in slow circles. Jen comes closer and stands near me looking down. Her hand has moved to her bush, where she is touching herself gently, teasing me as I watch her now. She is lovely and so very sexy. She knows what I like so much it feels kind of scary sometimes. I look at her slowly masturbating, and my gaze shifts to look into her gray-blue eyes. She smiles like the Cheshire Cat and closes her eyes. My eyes move downward and I watch her fingers play while I bring myself closer to orgasm. I can hear my wetness now as my pace quickens and I open my legs wide. I am sliding in and out of my wetness and pausing to squeeze my little bud. I am very excited as I watch Jen.
She is so slow and so methodical right now, not in any hurry at all. It is very thrilling for me as I climb to the top. I am breathing fast now, letting go, squeezing my clit hard, bringing myself to that threshold, watching Jen carefully. She is still moving slowly, rhythmically. I can see her wetness, her fingers sliding around. I am crazy with excitement now and Jen opens her eyes and looks at my wet, open flower and I look at her watching me and I come. My orgasm overtakes me today and I hold myself tight, feeling the waves hit me. My mouth is open and my breaths come quickly. I feel myself start to slow down.
I close my legs and reach out and touch Jen’s thigh, our first contact of the day. She is warm and her skin feels welcoming. I look up at her. She is still caressing herself, slowly but surely, and I smile openly, watching her pleasure herself.
It is a Sunday morning and I’m lying in bed. It is light in my room, and I am cozy and warm under my down comforter. The day is clear and dry, and there is 12” of snow covering the ground outside. I close my eyes and I see Jen walking into the room quietly. She looks at me and smiles softly. I look at her, my eyes telegraphing desire. She is wearing a light blue tee-shirt only. My eyes wander down to her hips and legs and I start to think about what I want today. Her bush looks delicious. She will make me very happy today.
She approaches the side of the bed and slowly peels the comforter down to my mid-thighs. I am naked, and I am surprised and become shy. I had not thought to move so quickly, but I thrill at her proximity. She steps back. So close, yet…
‘You look lovely, Rae.’
‘You do…’
I open my legs a little and let her look. I gaze up at her and her eyes are staring at my mound. Then they shift to my eyes and a half-smile appears on her face. I open a little more and bring a hand down to cover myself.
‘Oh no, Rae, I want to see you. I want to watch you.’
‘Oh, don’t worry; I know what you like…’
My middle finger probes my slit lightly while Jen stands there leaning against the bedpost. I wet my finger then slide it along my lips. I hear her let out a breath. I wet my finger again, sucking it into my mouth like a little cock. I suck it up and down and return it to my waiting slit. I am getting nice and wet now, and my fingers move easily over my puss. I am feeling good and I open my legs more, inserting my middle finger into myself.
‘Oh my god, Jen…’
‘Don’t stop, Rae, please don’t stop…’
‘I can’t now…’
I am rubbing my clit in slow circles. Jen comes closer and stands near me looking down. Her hand has moved to her bush, where she is touching herself gently, teasing me as I watch her now. She is lovely and so very sexy. She knows what I like so much it feels kind of scary sometimes. I look at her slowly masturbating, and my gaze shifts to look into her gray-blue eyes. She smiles like the Cheshire Cat and closes her eyes. My eyes move downward and I watch her fingers play while I bring myself closer to orgasm. I can hear my wetness now as my pace quickens and I open my legs wide. I am sliding in and out of my wetness and pausing to squeeze my little bud. I am very excited as I watch Jen.
She is so slow and so methodical right now, not in any hurry at all. It is very thrilling for me as I climb to the top. I am breathing fast now, letting go, squeezing my clit hard, bringing myself to that threshold, watching Jen carefully. She is still moving slowly, rhythmically. I can see her wetness, her fingers sliding around. I am crazy with excitement now and Jen opens her eyes and looks at my wet, open flower and I look at her watching me and I come. My orgasm overtakes me today and I hold myself tight, feeling the waves hit me. My mouth is open and my breaths come quickly. I feel myself start to slow down.
I close my legs and reach out and touch Jen’s thigh, our first contact of the day. She is warm and her skin feels welcoming. I look up at her. She is still caressing herself, slowly but surely, and I smile openly, watching her pleasure herself.
11 年 前
