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Late Nights Under Covers
The stars were just about visible from the small skylight window in my bedroom. The silk sheets kissed my freshly bare skin so smooth against my clean-shaven legs, done only for myself; I wanted to feel the soft comforts of silk against my naked skin, feel how it caresses all places.
Rachel Reveals All
The moon was high in the sky, it wasn't quite full but it was almost there and I delighted in its light. My bed was made with silk sheets that felt amazing against the smoothness of my legs, the candles were lit, the camera and ring light was set up and I was just about ready to go live.
Shy girls gone Kinky
I noticed her smile first it was bright and seemed so sweet, there was no denying her beauty, and my eyes were drinking it in. She wars about my height and her dirty blonde hair only Increased my longing. She was a friend of a friend So were acquainted well enough for me to strike up a conversation. She was wearing black skinny jeans and a corseted top. I liked her style, it was sexy because it strayed from the norm, she wasn't trying hard to look gorgeous because she didn't need to. I'm not sure that she knew it though. Which only made me like her more.
His body was alluring, he was the very definition of tall dark and handsome and maybe it should have been him she went after but he smelled of trouble and she preferred the blonde beach boy. His hair still smelt of the ocean. It was light up beautifully in the sun and she couldn’t help but stare. He saw her looking and made contact with her eyes smirking when she turned away blushing. He was in love with that little bit of naughty innocence but he was a gentleman and waited for her to make the first move, not wanting to seem to forward.
I walked into the nightclub, my girl friend on one arm, both of us feeling the buzz of slight intoxication buzzing through our veins. The music was thumping and our bodies were rocking, dancing around each other, feeling the allure of each other’s bodies, knowing we’d be catching some attention.
Lust has taken hold, by the light of the full moon I feel bold and un-robe. Stood in front of the mirror I watch my clothes fall to the floor leaving my body naked and exposed. I want to feel alive, feel seen, I want to be able to scream with pleasure into the beautiful night. I look at my reflection and see the ample curves of my body, my humble peaky breasts, responding to the cool air wafting in through the window and leaving my nipples erect. I let my fingers trace my collar bone and send shivers down my spine. I wish I had someone’s hands on me now, holding me close to them, so that I can steal their warmth, feel their own growing euphoria and lust at the sight of my naked body.
Whimper with Anticipation
Your reflection caught in the mirror is enough to send shivers done my spine, I can see the scope of your naked body from the corner of my eye. How odd it is that I find you most attractive during everyday activities? Your arms are strong and lean, not hulking bundles of muscle but there is a comforting strength to them. A secret only I know, with your arm hugged tight around my body an all-encompassing warmth lingering long after your embrace has been removed.
The sun hit the panes of my widow, its light fading from view as it sinks further behind the clouds, I look at my reflection in the mirror, wandering if my romantic look is too much for a house date. I have put on a simple but elegant black dress, it clings to every curve of my body accentuating my perky boobs and ample hips. I can see him now walking in through the door, takeout in hand. His jaw line is perfect but I’m not thinking about that, I’m thinking about how it will feel to rip of that white shirt he’s wearing and expose the muscles that barely hide beneath. I’m thinking about his lips will feel pressed up against mine and how every fibre of my being will crave him, will begin to pull him forward into me and I moan in the ecstasy of that thought.