Betty Dodson with Carlin Ross

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This evening I had one of the most enjoyable showers I have had in quite some time. I am fully shaved, everywhere, with the exception of the hair on my head and my eyebrows of course. As I let the water run down on me it felt good to be this way again; smooth and soft.

This is sort of a ritual for me about every month or so. It makes everything feel so much better; my hands, your hands, your tongue, your cock. Those first couple of days bring the best sex and it makes me feel totally indulgent. The pleasure of it is so amazing. My favorite attire after this is a man's dress shirt. How odd that seems to tell someone that, but it makes me feel very sexy whenever I have a soft cotton man's dress shirt touching my bare breasts. The feel of it brushing against my hardened nipples as I walk or move in any way always makes me wet.

I have opened the door and invited you in. You enjoy seeing me dressed only in that shirt with my long reddish brown hair still wet from the shower. I think you can sense that I have been waiting for you and that I am pleased that you have decided to reach out to me today. We barely make it ten feet into the room until you have steered me toward the large, thick oak dining room table. You place your lips on mine and I open my mouth waiting for the gift of your probing tongue. I have wanted to be with you like this forever it seems. I start to reach my hands up to your face but you take them down, your hands wrapped around my wrists. You look into my eyes and I know you want to touch me and caress me without me touching you, at least for a while.

Slowly you unbutton the dress shirt as you kiss me and your lips trail further down my neck with each button you undo. You lay me back on the table and begin to run your tongue from the indentation in my neck down my breastbone as you are running your fingers across my nipples making sure they are hard for your mouth and lips. They are incredibly hard and yearning for you to kiss them, lick them. It's killing me but such a sweet, amazing feeling. 

Soft moans come from me as a small reward for the pleasure you are giving me as you play with me. Soon you leave my breasts and make your way down across my stomach and down as far as you can go. Umm, I hear you say softly as you make your way to the freshly shaven area between my legs. You tease me with your breath before your tongue is even touching me, and then, after what seems like forever, your tongue is barely touching me.

I am flowing I want you so badly. I want to pull your face to me and bury it between my legs but I know you want to take your time and that you don't want me to touch you. Gently your tongue finds its way and I almost explode from the feel of it moving slowly up my slit teasingly to my clit. Oh, the way you suck on me fills me with more desire every second that passes. You know I am close. You know that I need you inside me. Real or imagined that's where you are now fucking me to ecstasy. Never-ending ecstasy. ©