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I look down at my feet that appear so white as I slip on my panties after taking my morning shower. The day will be hot, somewhere in the upper 80’s and I contemplate wearing shorts with my extremely pale legs. I look in the mirror and see my bare chest, the small white mounds with nipples erect from the chill of being freshly out of the shower. I have no tan lines to speak of because I have no tan and though I know I will wear a tank top, I also know that I will slather on the sunscreen to avoid welcoming any more freckles which is pretty much unavoidable. I turn around to see my thighs, to monitor the cellulite and decided if I need to kick up the exercise a notch or if I am comfortable. Standing there in front of the mirror, naked with the exception of the underwear, I finally look into my own eyes and see me. Am I sexy? Would I fuck me? I grab the backs of my thighs and then run my hands up to my ass and then lift my cheeks making a silent agreement with myself that I will swim, walk, or do something at least twice a week, but otherwise…yes, YES, I would definitely fuck me. I start to put on body lotion rubbing it into my arms, my breast, my stomach, my calves, then ulus escort up my thighs. I start letting my mind wander, wishing that it wasn’t always me. What would it be like to be touched again? To be wanted? I sit on my bed and lay back mindlessly stroking my thighs. Feather light touches that start to warm me from the inside out. My eyes are closed and I’m picturing strong masculine hands gently touching my skin and I finally feel turned on enough to pull my panties aside. I open my eyes and look down at my freshly shaven pussy peeking out from my panties. I can’t help but think of how badly I want to be touched there and without really thinking about it, lay my head back, close my eyes and spread my legs to the imaginary masculine hand that would touch me. I let my panties go back and decide to go for the more direct approach in just going underneath them. I reach my hand down and start to softly caress my pussy lips. Denying myself the pleasure of touching my clitoris and thinking intently on the gentle touch of the masculine hand, I can feel my body relax into the beginnings of a gradual build up. Wanting yenimahalle escort to use both hands at this point so I can spread my pussy lips, I decide to take off my panties. Feeling completely naked and turned on, I run my hands down my body from breasts to naval, to thighs and then back up to my pussy. I close my eyes again and start caressing my pussy lips with both hands and once again spreading my legs. Getting caught up in my fantasy, I reach the point where the masculine hands spread me open. I spread open my pussy and spread my legs wide. Suddenly I feel weight on the bed and I open my eyes to see a head between my legs and the unexpected heat of a mouth on my exposed hole. Instantly I shut my legs around the head in shock and attempt to get away. Masculine hands hold my legs down and open. I make a strangled sound that resembles a wannabe scream. Then the man looks up and smiles. “What the HELL!! You were watching me?!” I feel suddenly humiliated. “Mmmm, from the closet,” he confesses without guilt. Then drops his face to continue to partake in what he felt was nothing less than an invitation tunalı escort moments earlier. The invasion of my privacy, the shock of my secret moment with myself being suddenly shared breaks my mood and the build up. I try to push him away, “You scared the crap out of me, I had no idea you were here,” I say angrily as I feel a blush run over my whole body. “Shhhh,” he smirks and easily resists my pushes. “Just lay down. You know that you were opening your pussy just for me..” he trails off as he looks down and spreads me open. He can see the warm, wet entrance and his eyes grow dark with desire. I have dreamed of being touched like that for so long, I can’t move. To see the longing and desire in his eyes, I can not help but to want to suck it up. I’ve been starving for it and so I open my legs to him, welcoming him and his desire. He looks back into my eyes and sees that I’m no longer resistant. Letting go of my lips, he sits up and looks down on me. “That’s it, Baby, spread your legs for me…” he says as he rubs my calves in encouragement. “Now show me like you did before you knew I was watching.” Somehow I could actually feel the heat of his gaze running over me. Feeling exposed and already found out; I went ahead and repeated my secret touching only this time, my eyes were open watching him as he watched me. I finally reached the point where I wanted to spread open wide and he could sense it. “Show me how you want it…” he stills his hands on my calves and watches as I open up and reveal my wetness.
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