We lie in my bed, the darkness closing in around us. I lie behind you, holding on to your hard body, stroking it with my fingers, lightly, questioningly. I decide that tonight, I want to seduce you. And thus, the whispers begin.
"I love the way your body feels beneath my hands. I love the contrast of the hard and the soft, the smooth and the rough. Do you like the way I touch you? Now close your eyes, and imagine."
My hands begin to stroke your thigh; feather light strokes.
"Imagine my hands are not the only ones on your body. She lies behind me, her breasts rubbing softly against my back as we simultaneously rub our hands all over your body; one set of hands on either thigh, stroking ever closer to the center of your lust. You hear her lips exploring the nape of my neck behind you, hear my sigh as her lips and tongue send tingles shooting down your spine."
"I flip over you, so that you now lie between us, breasts rubbing up against your chest and back. While her hands continue on their exploration of your thighs, my hand starts running up and down your back, your ass, still with those feather touches. I feel your skin quivering beneath my hands. I start to lick at your lips, down the angle of your jaw, stopping to nibble at the sensitive spot on your neck. She nips at the nape of your neck."