nudes-des-artiste in topic Fingering
Coming home from the station, I cleaned up the dishes from dinner then headed up to bed. It was early yet, but I hadn’t slept much last night and felt the need to turn in. As soon as I was in bed though, images of Lexie’s naked body sprang unbidden, but not unwanted, into my mind.
As I remembered every inch of her toned body, her firm breasts sitting proud on her chest, the erect buds of her nipples pointing slightly up and pebbled with goosebumps in the chill. Her smooth stomach, toned and clearly in shape, though not enough for muscle definition. Lower… the trimmed blonde triangle of her pubic hair and her lips, peeking out between her legs. Shaved smooth and clearly visible, when she turned her hips just right I could swear I’d caught the small bump at the top of her slit.
I groaned as I slid my hand down over my stomach and into my underwear. My fingers trailing over my mons, the smooth skin passing under them as my hand drifted lower, running one finger down through my slit and back up again. A shuddering breath escaped my lips as I felt a rush of wetness soaking into my panties. Picturing Lexie naked was getting me more turned on than I could remember in recent past, and my finger slid easily through my warm folds to circle the bundle of nerves hidden beneath its hood at the top of my stroke.
I bit my lip and groaned low in my throat as I continued rubbing gently around the nub, my free hand sliding up my thigh and teasing the entrance of my slick passage. I gasped, surprised at how turned on I was, as two fingers slid easily inside me, my other hand rubbing over my clit and pinching it gently. My fingers settled into a rhythm, sliding in and out of me, pressing firmly against the rougher patch just inside and above me, gasping with each firm thrust of my fingers and slowly building my way towards a peak until, with what felt like an explosion ripping me through me, I cried out and my thighs reflexively closed around my wrist. I was gasping for breath at the intensity as sparks of light flickered in my vision and I gradually came down from the high.
Realizing that just the memory of Lexie’s nude body just drove me to one of the best orgasms I could recall having, I cursed softly into the night wondering what I was getting myself into…
Extracted from Bring Me to Life by Andaryll on Literotica.com
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As I remembered every inch of her toned body, her firm breasts sitting proud on her chest, the erect buds of her nipples pointing slightly up and pebbled with goosebumps in the chill. Her smooth stomach, toned and clearly in shape, though not enough for muscle definition. Lower… the trimmed blonde triangle of her pubic hair and her lips, peeking out between her legs. Shaved smooth and clearly visible, when she turned her hips just right I could swear I’d caught the small bump at the top of her slit.
I groaned as I slid my hand down over my stomach and into my underwear. My fingers trailing over my mons, the smooth skin passing under them as my hand drifted lower, running one finger down through my slit and back up again. A shuddering breath escaped my lips as I felt a rush of wetness soaking into my panties. Picturing Lexie naked was getting me more turned on than I could remember in recent past, and my finger slid easily through my warm folds to circle the bundle of nerves hidden beneath its hood at the top of my stroke.
I bit my lip and groaned low in my throat as I continued rubbing gently around the nub, my free hand sliding up my thigh and teasing the entrance of my slick passage. I gasped, surprised at how turned on I was, as two fingers slid easily inside me, my other hand rubbing over my clit and pinching it gently. My fingers settled into a rhythm, sliding in and out of me, pressing firmly against the rougher patch just inside and above me, gasping with each firm thrust of my fingers and slowly building my way towards a peak until, with what felt like an explosion ripping me through me, I cried out and my thighs reflexively closed around my wrist. I was gasping for breath at the intensity as sparks of light flickered in my vision and I gradually came down from the high.
Realizing that just the memory of Lexie’s nude body just drove me to one of the best orgasms I could recall having, I cursed softly into the night wondering what I was getting myself into…
Extracted from Bring Me to Life by Andaryll on Literotica.com
#lesbian #erotica #literotica #bigtits #masturbation
