I come into the bedroom, skin still warm from a hot shower. That clean smell that comes from the shower is around me. I've taken time to put on lotion and powder, and a little light make up.

My hair looks great. I feel relaxed and pampered. I'm wearing a long silky black gown edged with lace. The top part is sheer. My breasts peak through. I've been thinking about you in the showe, and while I get ready. I can feel myself getting warm and tingly in my crotch, and in my chest. I want to be touched. My nipples stiffen up as you turn to look at me. You've been lounging on the bed, waiting for me. You look edible, utterly delicious, comfortable in your pajama bottoms. Except they're not fitting so well anymore. gt I turn, seeming to ignore you for the moment, putting something away.

But really I'm letting you look me over.

I can feel your eyes moving down the curves of my back, over my butt, as I bend over the dresser drawer. I lean against the dresser and smile at you, and you smile back. I put one leg though the high slit in the gown, showing off its smoothness and shapliness. How ya doing? I ask. Getting good, you reply, sliding to the edge of the bed. I waltz toward the bed, letting you see me from different angles, and then move into your outstretched hands.

The instant you touch me, I moan. I can't help it.

The touch is electric. I feel myself swell inside and open.

The look in your eyes is intense. I know you want me, and it turns me on even more.

Visions of how I want to play you float through my head - doggy, over the chair? With me sitting on the dresser, my back smudging the mirror as we move together? Flat on my back with my legs locked around you? Standing, with one leg wrapped around you? I'm dying to touch your erection.

Your hands are on my waist. You stand, kiss my shoulder, then my neck, lightly. You look in my eyes, as I put my arms around your neck, and I die.

We kiss, a little, soft, gentle nips, then a gasping hungry groping kiss.

We press together and I feel your strength against me. I want you so badly. Your hands massage my butt, and I grind against you. Your mouth slips down to toy my breasts, taking a breast in your mouth through the light lingerie, then moving the cloth aside to tongue and nipple and suckle on me. Each touch of your mouth and tongue makes me moan, and press closer to you.

I caress your head, your hair, your face, your shoulders, anything I can touch.

You're sitting down on the bed, and I put one knee on the bed next to you. One hand slips onto my bare leg, lightly running up and down it.

Then you move up and pull me closer, pressing on the spot where the leg joins the butt, a particularly erotic area for me. I straddle you, my crotch pushed close to your face, with only the thin cloth separting us. Your hand massages my leg.

moving up the inside of my thigh, lightly touching that oh so sensitive area just below the pubis. I'm wanting you, wanting you to open me, put your tongue in me, let me feel you, let me taste you, let me feel your hard length playing me.

Your fingers reach my wetness. You finger play me hard for a minute, and I thrash against you.

We stand, and you pull my gown off. I rub your erection through your pants, teasing.

You toy from my shoulders to my breasts, my stomach, and down to the creases between my wetness and my thigh. You shove me onto the bed, going onto your knees beside it. Your fingers and tongue play with me, and I arch and writhe on the bed. Its good, so good.

But I want your length. I need it. You're tormenting me. You raise up, and I sit up, pulling your pants down. Ahh. Your manhood springs free, teasing and wet already. I can't resist.

I wet my lips and slowly being to toy around the base of the manhood. I stroke up with my tongue, my lips, and my hand, hard and slow, pressing it against my face. I love your smell.

Finally the tip.

I make my lips closed, but soft, and press them against the head, offering a little resistance.

You push against me, and I open my mouth a little, then a little more, bit by bit touching the sensitive skin and sucking lightly. I take it in until the head is enclosed in my hot wet mouth, and my tongue moves against the tender underside.

Then I move down and take the length of the shaft in, more and more. You thrust, and I can feel you in the back of my throat.

I love the feeling. My hands are on your butt, pulling you in, closer. But after a minute, you push me away. Its not what you want right now. Now, you say. You roll me onto the bed, and move over me.

We kiss, as you enter me. I gasp, with the wanting, and the pleasure. We play, hard, with my legs tight around you. After only a moment I come, exploding wetly and loudly, then again, as we keep moving. The pleasure is intense, and I float on the waves of it. I toy your chest, and your nipples, and then grab your butt and pull you in even deeper.

We play like there's no tomorrow, and you come, shooting hot come in me, filling me. I arch up as you come, and go over the edge again. We shudder together, and finally collapse. We stay together, enjoying the pleasure. Then we laugh, and rest, satisfied, but happy because the night is still young.