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would you wait?

posted 12/13/2010 3:07:23 PM |
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  kattoes

I know I am a little late.

You are now staring at me across the room... really hard, frowning at me, conveying your impatience, and my coming chastisement ..
Now you feel forgiving as you see the dress that I bought for you.

I have on a new tight, clinging, peach colored dress...
Low draping, nearly exposing the aureole's light pink edge across my obviously naked breasts.
A very very short dress... And my legs are naked, taut and glistening in the subdued light.

If I had pubic hair... you might catch a glimpse as you are sitting across the room...of it's golden halo. in that small triangle of light between hem, thighs and?
At your personal angle to mine now... upright, well you'd miss that chance....

My lips are start to swell.... and I start moving toward you....
A languid stroll... enjoying the feel of my wet lips sliding against each other and your attention a palpable kiss.

And your frown fades, as curiosity replaces it with a small smirk... waiting to see what I am up to.

Some other woman is trying to pull your attention away from my high heeled, loose hipped relaxed stroll towards you.

I am slowing to dodge people, their drinks and at least one man's words and touch. I linger momentarily for another woman's stroke of my backside, for her to savor the smooth silky material and whisper something in my ear, the makes me smile, a wicked nasty smile that you know...

I continue my serpentine strut to you... never breaking eye contact...
You wonder as to the content of her message.
Your eyes glaze as you imagine the contrasts. Her dark complexion, as she twines about my very fair torso, legs tangled pale creme brule to her mocha, as we straddle each others thighs.
My pale pink lips, coating the surface as her fingers splay me open, and stroke my now pulsing, unhooded clit.
Her gentle caress, before diving two fingers deep.
Syncing to mine, which you see disappearing into her cocoa and wine colored center. We undulate as our mouths mate, tongue's dueling, sucking lips agile and fevered.
Our breasts are pressed and compressed... her larger darker nipple, ridged and long, stroking across my smaller pink contracted confection.
Her unencumbered arm, around my hips, dragging me higher into her thigh, forcing her finger deeper insides.
My arm around her neck, buried in her long dark locks, tangled and pulling our mouths first tighter, then away and arching from me. Exposing her neck and underside of her chin to my small white teeth and savaged pink lips...as I ride her hand with vocal appreciation.
We fence for control, of our pleasure as well as each other.

The other woman, is touching your arm, appealing for your attention...leaning her breast against your forearm...
And your reverie is lost, for the moment.

I paused, and watched your face, as you were lost for a moment.
Guessing the nature of your lucid dream...
I smile and slowly rub my thighs together, vaguely appearing to rearrange my fine red hair in it's bound and twisted state, a top my head.
You enjoy unbinding this silken display to feel of the ends, caressing your thighs and sac.

And my lower lips are now really wet and swollen with anticipation. glistening, and deeply coraled as those on my face.

I slow as I get closer to where your seated, and run my hands over my neck, breast.... lingering at the peaking nipple at the edge of the top, and then wanders down my ribs, waist, belly... to hip. I then slide around caress and cup my ass...
I am wiggling and rubbing my lips together. As I shift my stance wide legged.
The hem of the skirt rises slightly, and you know you can see the shadowed outline of them as I stand, feet apart... Maybe even see the glistening fluid collecting there for you.

You resist sliding lower in your seat, to be sure....
I am still staring at you intently, hands grazing over my firm ass, held within the confines of the bright, smooth, stretchy material...
Wishing it was your hands running over me...
My lips open and my tongue tip peeks out between glossy wet bright coral coated mouth...a tease, if you had any doubts

A color that would look soooo good against the tight skin on the head of your cock.....
And even better around the base as you thrust deep till your head impacts the back of my throat.
I swallow against that hard... so smooth head....until it pushes past the curving stricture of my throat...

Is that a little extra shine now on the inside of my right thigh.... are my juices coating my inner thigh???

Will you shake off your companion and find out?

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ynot7769

Dec 13 @ 5:04PM  
shake off my companion to find out?? hell i'll throw the fucker to the floor fo find out
funnywhapper

Dec 13 @ 5:05PM  
excellente.. you get an F minus minus minus.. i could minus with you all
day dreamin of you dreamin of me dreamin of you. now let's go dancin
in a dream with the cream team dream. yeah, yeah, yeah, tease me some
more will ya...i am wearing an emerald gypsy scarf around my head and a pink
one around my waist..long kite tail..do ya like whipped cream?

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