pv2012
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(The pictures to this story, aren't always in order! The camera came out later, as did a corset and a feather tickler)
...Our kisses intensified, our tongues dancing deeper, our hands roaming as we pressed into each other. My heart was racing and as slow and as sensual as I wanted to be, my heart was pounding. I was so aroused that I was struggling to enjoy each moment, each caress, because all I wanted to do was to feel every inch or her skin, of my skin, touching and sliding up against each other.
I was tracing the outline of her negligee strap and brought it down her arm, exposing her perfect breast. I broke the kiss, sat back a bit and watched my fingers wander along the outer curve and her areola, not yet giving in to her nipple. I was enjoying the view and the tease. Her hand was now up my dress and running all over my skin and panties and back up to my hips. The smoothness of my skin against her palm was intoxicating. We started kissing passionately again and we both sat up onto our knees, leaning into each other.
Her hands found the bottom of my dress. I was excited for her to undress me, the warmth and dampness in my panties was aching to be acknowledged. We were looking into each others eyes, the arousal so evident. I bite my lip in anticipation as she pulled my dress up over my shoulders and cast it aside. The cooler air on my torso sent tingles up my spine and I was hyper aware of every inch of my body. It was so erotic, so sexy, our two bodies in front of each other kneeling on the bed. So feminine, so sensual, I wish I could have frozen that moment in time.
I was wearing a black bra, a black thong with lace trim and black stockings. She was wearing a pink lace negligee and string panties. We stayed like that, upright and close, kissing deeply as our hands explored and took in the sensations of more bare skin.
...to be continued
Picture is of my hand but not my nipple
Aaah, another part in this series, lovely !