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Descent Woman (f-solo)
by Damya (an128788@anon.penet.fi)

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I stand in front of my bedroom mirror and admire the way the white lace of
my teddy looks against my tan skin. My shoulder-length black hair falls
forward to brush against the fullness of my breasts, and I sigh, eager to
touch myself and forget the day's troubles. I slide the straps down my arms
and cup my naked breasts in my hands, liking their texture and weight. The
nipples have already tightened slightly in eager anticipation of my
fingers. I wet my index figer and slowly trace circles around my nipples,
loving the sensations this arouses. There is a slight fluttering in my
stomach now, and my pulse beats just a little bit faster. I squeeze my
breasts, pushing them together and pulling them apart and imagining some
faceless lover's wet and wicked mouth sucking and licking and kissing my
nipples until they are small peaks of pleasure. I'm getting hotter now...

I lie back on my bed and slowly ease the teddy off. I like the way the cool
air feels on my nakedness-it is a pleasant contrast to the warmth that is
beginning to build between my legs. I feel a rush of wetness as my
anticipation builds. I slide my hands down and gently pull my lips apart
and finger the moisture gathering there. Licking my fingers off one-by-one,
I moan at the way I taste-slightly sweet, slightly salty, and just
wonderful. "Mmmmm..." I sigh to myself. Oh, this is going to feel so good.

Keeping my lips spread with my left hand, I take my right hand and lick all
the fingers, making sure they are nice and wet enough to stroke my clit
with. With my right middle finger, I start to stroke my clit, playing it
like a musical instrument. I rub faster and faster, "Ahhhh, oohhhh," I moan
to myself, I slide that same finger into my pussy. I'm soaked there, slick
and tight and wet, and the motion of my finger sliding in and out of that
moist, warm gap is heavenly. I keep this up for a bit before returning to
caress my swollen, excited clit once again. The pleasure is building... 

My finger strokes faster and faster and faster and my head is twisting back
and forth on my pillow and I am moaning loudly in ecstasy...The warmth is
buildig and spreading...Oh God, I'm so close, oh God, this feels so
wonderful..."oh,oh,ooh,uh,oh,ohhhhhhhh"... Finally, my pussy clenches in
agony and ecstasy and I feel like I've burst into a million tiny
pieces...sigh...I lie there with my eyes closed and wait for my breathing
and pulse to return to normal.

So this is heaven...