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Pretty Pieces

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 03 Mar 2002 0 comments
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Pretty Pieces by S
The fresh cut flowers in the vase splayed into star. Their scent filled the room and poured through the screen door where I stood, undetected, watching her.

She sat in the black leather chair gazing glossy-eyed at a magazine and wearing only a sheer pastel yellow chemise. Her hair, freshly dried after a hot shower, dangled over her shoulders tickling her pink skin that still radiated from the warm water. She closed her eyes and seemed to melt into the chair. The magazine slipped from her hands, between her legs and to the floor.

After a few moments of complete serenity I thought she fell asleep but her nipples began to protrude through the chemise and her breasts tingled as each breath nudged them gently to and fro under the whisper of cloth. Each time she inhaled a little deeper and the erections on her chest grew more firm.

She propped her feet on the ottoman, her legs slightly spread. Lightly tanned and freshly shaved, the highly toned thighs begged for the attention of a male tounge running their length, down and then slowly up again. Bikini tan lines rode high on her hips. Only the delicate strip of pubic hair betrayed the appearance of a real bikini's presence.

She ran her fingers over her breasts toward her moistening pussy. They slowly passed through her pubic hair, down the inside of her thighs and then slowly back toward the wet core where all her nerves seemed to gather. She inserted her middle finger to the second knuckle and pulled it out, glazed with her oil. She gently massaged herself around each labia, denying herself the pleasure of passing her finger over her clitoris. As the dew on her finger evaporated she inserted it again, this time a little deeper. Once again she slowly used her finger to discover every secret of her body carefully avoiding any stimulation that might greedily spoil the hope of prolonged pleasure. Each time the finger dried she plunged it in a little deeper.

After working her way to inserting her entire finger she began dipping in a second. The silky fingers gently spread the delta as she slouched slightly in the chair and raised her knees a few inches into the air. They slid around her labia upward one more time and as the tips started back down toward her dripping pussy they stopped and gently massaged her pink clit between them. She started raising and lowering her hips gently in a slow rocking motion.

I watched her for 20 or 30 minutes through the sliding door. She repeated the cycle over and over inching closer toward climax each time occasionaly growling quitely and clenching her eyes briefly but never crossing the line. I quietly opened the door and let myself in...

to be continued