Mmmmmhh, after a long hot day a shower was just the right thing to relax, I think to myself as I step out of the shower stall, drying myself off. Grabbing some raspberry scented lotion, I gently massage the cream into the skin all over my body. After running a brush through my damp hair, I walk into my closet and select the sheer red nightgown with the black lace trimming, I had received as a gift for Christmas. Up to now I've never worn it, but it's just the right thing for a relaxing evening.
Humming a tune, very off key, I walk back into the bedroom and get settled on the bed. Stuffing pillows behind my back and head I get comfortable and turn on the TV. Mindlessly I flick through the channels, but like the old Springsteen tune, 67 channels and nothing on. Rolling over on my side, I turn on my bedside lamp and grab the book off my nightstand. Scooting back into my pillows, I flip to my last read page. Soon I'm engrossed in my novel again. Several pages into the chapter I read about a steamy love scene and unwillingly I can feel a certain warmth spread down my belly into in between my thighs.
Casting the book aside I lean back against the pillow, running my hands across the silky smooth fabric of my nightgown. I can feel myself getting more aroused by my touch. Sitting up a little bit, I push the thin straps of my nightgown down my shoulders, exposing my breasts with the already erect nipples. As I lean my head back, I close my eyes and start to fantasizeβ¦
Now your hands are moving across my breasts and hardened nipples instead of my own. I can see you lying beside me on the bed. Your elbow is propped up underneath you and as you look at me I can see love and desire in your eyes. Gently you run your fingertip around the nipple of my left breast, teasing it until a small moan escapes my mouth, then you continue the sweet torture on my right nipple till I arch my back up against your hand, wanting more.
You lean your head forward and hovering above my chest you gently blow some hot air across my skin, which makes me shiver in response. Smiling up at me you gently kiss each nipple, then move up to claim my mouth for a deep, lingering kiss. We kiss for a long time, your hands running up and down my body. Finally you stop, and leaning across me reach into the drawer of my nightstand, pulling out two long silk scarves. Taking each of my arms, you wrap a scarf around each wrist, then loosely tying each wrist to the head posts on the bed. Making sure I'm comfortable by rearranging the pillows behind my head, you lean over me, your hands resting on either side of my head.
Slowly you start to kiss me, starting off with the very sensitive area behind my ears, working your way down my neck, then towards my throat. Once you reach the other side of my neck, you nibble your way across my collarbone to my chest. Being very careful not to touch my nipples, you kiss and nip your way over my breasts, sometimes just using the tip of your tongue, other times just brushing your lips across my skin. Moaning quietly I arch my back up against you, not wanting you to stop.
Smiling up at me, you move back up, kissing my mouth again. You run your tongue across my lips, before our tongues find each other, playing and teasing in a long kiss. While we kiss, I can feel one of your hands pulling my nightgown up from underneath me, so it gathers at my midriff, exposing the upper and lower parts of my body. You run your hand up and down my sides, feeling and tickling my skin. Breaking our kiss, you trail down, your mouth moving across my tummy, leaving little butterfly kisses all over my abdomen. Playfully you stick your tongue out, running it around the edge of my bellybutton. Giggling I lift my head up, looking down at you while you continue your trail down my body.
Pushing the nightgown up a little further, you spread my legs apart with your hands, feeling the inside of my thigh with your fingertips, trailing little circles down to my knee, then switching legs and moving back up the other thigh. You move in between my legs, settling into a comfortable position. I lay back into the pillows behind me again, closing my eyes. I can feel your eyes on me, watching me relax and watching the center of my womanhood. Spreading my outer lips apart with your thumbs, you can see some moisture glistening on the inside. Placing your index finger on my mound, you slowly run it down to my rosebud, then up again, looking up at my face and watching my reaction. I shiver and raise my hips up for more.