It is a turn on to bare it – to the right person. It is a turn on for that right person to take in the curves, the softness, the sexyness. That right person was sitting on the couch watching sports-something. I wanted his attention. I wanted him to tackle me. I wanted some physical contact.
I tiptoed around the corner to the stairwell. I slipped off my top, unstrapped my bra, and wiggled out of my shorts. I left on the lace lined panties. I had put on this morning with intentions in mind. I had been thinking about this all day. Under those panties, just past my soft mound, was a hot wet mess – that needed some attention.
I took time getting into the right position. I wanted his eyes to meet my…curves. I climbed a few of the stairs and called him.
My fingers hooked the sides of my underwear, and I slowly peeled them down. The air touched my exposed cheeks and I felt a rush. Baring myself was getting me wet. I heard his footsteps close in. I leaned over…
“It’s chilly in here,” I purr.
He looks at me and says, “well then, I’d say put on a sweater, but, you have one on. I’ll go check the thermostat.” He starts to walk away.
Almost too urgently I say, “No! Wait! I think I know how to heat things up.” I pull back the blanket to reveal my pantless legs.
“Roll over,” he orders.
I roll to my side and let him take it all in.
“Pull them up,” he whispers.
Slowly I pull the panties up, feeling them slide into my crack. Then I feel his face brush against my lower thigh. His hand on my other thigh pushing. I lift my leg, obeying his desire, and I feel him get closer. His breath tickling my hair. I want him to push his tongue on me, but, he wait inhaling. I start to gyrate hoping to incite some action. My juices were flowing, I could feel them.
Then he makes his move. His tongue moves up and down my panty lined crotch. I want skin on skin, this teasing is too much. I reach back and pull my panties aside. His tongue goes in, dipping deep into my soaked pussy. I push back trying to get it deeper still. He pulls back and slip up into my ass. He circles my asshole and I whimper.
His hands are now on my thighs. His pushes make me flip over. He pushes my legs apart, spread as far as they can go. Then he moves back in for more pussy. His wet tongue and my wet juices make loud sexy noises.
I’m not chilly anymore, I’m on fire.
I lean over and grab a handful of soft jelly-like flesh. Mmm. I grab the other side. I push. Her cheeks spread and I see where the fabric slips in. Her pinched bum is only partially covered, and the folds of her pussy flop over the black velvet. It looks damp and hot. I move my hand across the soft curve, down the hill, and gently over her asshole. I trail a finger down, down, and find I am right – it is damp and it is hot.