He wasn't home. She had the place to herself and besides which, she was sure that her best friend would not begrudge her.
She lay on his bed, seductive and inviting. Wearing her black 'babydoll' nightie and g-string she luxuriated in the soft touch of lace against skin. Stretching her lithe body, holding the muscles taut before relaxing, she sank into the freedom of fantasy.
Beside me lay a petite woman whose tousled short brown hair gave a tomboyish appearance. I loved this figment of fantasy. I had named her Jasmine. My imagination had made us intimate over the past few years. I knew every inch of that supple, pliant body.
Lazily tracing circles with my fingertips over her exposed belly I laughed into hazel green eyes that lovingly returned my laughter.
"Well my little one, what am I to do with you today?"
"Whatever you want to my love," Jasmine answered dreamily.
"Mmmm..." I mused, moving the lines of my tracing from the belly to the nipples, "I think I might just torment you!"
Rubbing the palm of my hand across Jasmines already pert nipples I felt them harden even more beneath my touch.
Jasmine groaned as I rolled each nipple in turn between thumb and forefinger.
I watched as Jasmine arched her back, bringing those luscious breasts close to my hot wet mouth.
"OK babe, I get the picture!" I said.
My tongue flicked over her hard pink nipples and as I gently pulled a nipple between my teeth she moaned in pleasure.
"Harder babe, harder!" she begged.
My lips nibbled and nipped, teasing until I could stand it no longer. I must have those nipples in my mouth.
I sucked hard and popped a hard, aroused nipple into my wet, waiting mouth. As I suckled Jasmine groaned in pleasure, her hand sliding down to the moistness that spread between her legs.
"Uh huh babe...wait for me," I told her, releasing her nipple as I spoke.
I turned my attentions to the other nipple and chewed gently as my hand slid down her belly and into the deep crevice between her legs.
I felt the soft lips part at my touch and pushed my finger slowly into her wet wonderland.
Her musky smell came to my nostrils and I breathed deep as my finger probed further.
The nub of her sex standing erect as my finger rubbed over the exposed hood.
I applied a little more pressure and increased the rhythm of my movements until I felt her inner muscles contract and release as she neared the edge of her orgasm.
I sat up and moved myself between her legs, seeing again the marvelous sight of a woman exposed in all her naked glory.
My tongue moved over those soft folds of flesh, licking and tasting as she pushed herself into my face. I spread her lips tasting the sweetness, my tongue probing deeper and deeper into the delicious place that only a woman can lay claim to.
Jasmine had now settled into the dance of delight, her body moving in time with an ancient and rhythmic tune.
My own excitement was fast climbing as I watched my lover. My breath and pulse as rapid as her own.
