For Naomi
© Copyright, Tilly Rivers/Rain Enterprises, 2010
Written by: Tilly Rivers
The weather was sultry, you know the kind, one of those hot dog days of summer without a cool breeze to kiss your balmy skin, skin desperate for a cool lingering touch.
It took what little bit of energy I had to tap the keys of my computer it was so hot, I needed to get cool. Someone else had the same idea as I heard the water from the shower, why hadn’t I thought of that? A cool shower was exactly what I needed.
The hand that touched my shoulder startled me.
“You must be hot?” she said as she rubbed my shoulders.
“More like melting” I giggled
“Ah, you know what you have to do with something that melts” She bent down and licked the nape of my neck. “You have to lick it up!” Instantly the heat of the day was replaced with a altered kind of temperature. Letting her hands linger and caress she traveled down my shoulder and arm until she took my hand in hers. “I started a nice cool shower.” She told me, her head turning slightly over her shoulder, “That should help you cool down.”
The lights were off in the bathroom, creating an even cooler oasis. Her eyes danced with fire, promises of cardinal sin. Stepping closer her hands went through my hair, and pulled my face close to hers.
Her kiss was deep and hungry. Her fingers traveled down my neck to the shoulder straps of my sundress, with a light tug the fabric fall away, only to get caught on my erect nipples, the cool air and my wet core the culprit. With a half smile of delight she slowly peeled the light cotton from my breasts, her fingers lingering for only a moment. I couldn’t help it, I arched forward, wanting more of her touch, and she smiled like a Cheshire cat.
She just stood there for a few moments and stared at my curved breasts, eyes travelling downward to my smooth, and wet pussy .
As one we stepped into the cool water, soap passed back and forth between us. My body tingled with the need to be touched, craved flesh-on-flesh.
I pressed my lips lightly to hers-withdrew-and touched again. Her eyes searched mine, their rich coffee brown yearning for my violet hazel. My answer--- “Yes…”
She parted her lips and began to probe my lips with her tongue, following their curves until she slipped between them. Her hands slowly caressed of my wet body, this time paying enough attention to my breasts that they ached for her lips
Stepping back she asked me to grab the shower curtain rod above me, as I did she lathered up my body with the sweet smelling soap we loved. Again, she paid special attention to my nipples until my hips gyrated my hips.
She wiped off each of my breasts with a soft washcloth and began to suckle me. Finally, finally her lips were on my breasts where I craved them to be. Caressing my stomach and back as her lips tortured me with pleasure my whole body came alive- a current of electric sparks from my breasts to my pussy.
I watched her tongue lavish attention on my breasts, watched as her lips covered my nipples and sucked with hunger. The beast needed fed, and she began to move down my body, rinsing me off as she did so.
I felt my legs spreading themselves with eager anticipation—squirming, wanting her to hurry, happy she wasn’t. At first, she only nuzzled me, her nose sniffing my sexual scents. I could feel my juices mixing with the water, the wet warm liquid pooling at my center. As if starving she grabbed me about my waist, her hands resting on my ass and dove into my pussy--her tongue lapping between up my pussy lips, her nose rubbing my clit.
I had to move- rubbing myself on her face. I watched her as she lapped at my pussy, my vagina started clenching as I moaned and bite my lower lip. She knew what I was craving and dove more forceful with her tongue in between nipping my clit with her teeth.
She stood up a few minutes later her smiling face gleamed with my juices.
“You weren’t kidding” she said “you were melting”
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