Blue

I find her sitting patiently in the traditional position, as always she awaits my command. I spend a moment to enjoy my reflection in her deep blue, a color that reminds me of the Baltic Sea. I stroke her gently as I move about her. She doesn't stir. I open her up and take my position, but still she waits. I slide my tool in smoothly and I twist bringing her to a gentle purr. No need for words, she responds directly to my touch, my hands, my feet, my body is in complete control. Guiding her slowly back for me, she responds with a quiet moan. Screaming as we move forward, her body racing, vibrating, she groans loudly vocalizing her pleasure. I guide her with my skill and experience through every obstacle. Knowing precisely when we should slow, or pause for our safe enjoyment. Riding her body through every turn, over every hill, heart racing now. Another scream signals the end of our play. She sits purring softly as I stroke her and bask in the joy and pleasure of our journey. Again she has taken the traditional position to await patiently for my return. I look back once more, lost for a moment in her deep blue. I smile. I know that we will play again real soon.