by Cecile Lovell
(05/17/06)
For my abbyanne, who inspired me to write this after a heated
conversation on messenger.
She likes it when I watch her.
She likes me to come and sit on the toilet and watch her. She smiles at me from the shower, the hot water pouring down on her naked, lithe form. Her pale skin glittering with water.
I like to watch her. I like to spread my legs and slip my fingers into my damp cunt and stroke myself while I watch her. I like the way her eyes shine and she bites her lip as those eyes follow my hand's movements.
She places a foot on the rim of the bath tub exposing her red tender flesh to my gaze. I can see up her, those lips, and the delicate folds that I roll in my mouth. Her little bud, which I can flick with my tongue and send her writhing in passion.
The V of her pussy is covered in prickly fur, I don't mind it, it feels good on my fingers, my face, I like the contrast on my tongue. She smiles at me and my fingers slide farther inside of me, moving around, causing me to breathe a little harder.
She picks up her razor; I know it's a new blade because it has the shine of good sharp metal. She doesn't use safety razors; she knows I like the danger of the cool metal close to such precious bounty. She begins to shave herself, careful motions around her cunt. Trimming and shaping it into something familiar, something seductive.
I lick my lips as I begin to tremble under my own fingers, becoming slick and hot. She knows how to arouse me, how to arouse herself. The blade inches closer inside, each swipe sending hairs down the drain; she parts herself and I can see that she's as aroused as I am. She slowly draws her blade across her tender flesh so that her lips become hairless.
I stand, slipping out of my panties to kneel on the floor, my fingers working me, sliding in and out of my core. I gaze up, into her. She smiles down at me, gently as I get only a couple inches from her cunt. I blow cool breath on her and she shivers; the blade jerks and cuts a little too deep. She sucks in a quick breath and I watch as dark ruby blood swells from the tiny cut.
She turns washing hair and blood away, rinsing the blade, then she comes back to me and I can see her again. She's still bleeding. I watch her touch herself, stretch herself wide so that I can watch the blood drip down her leg. My fingers quicken and I come. I pitch forward and grab the rim of the tub as my fingers stop moving and my legs shake. She kisses the top of my head and watches and I come between her legs.
Slowly the trembling stops and I sit back up. I lean in and kiss the blood on her calf. She shivers as I lick a path up her leg to the cut on her lip. My tongue runs around the tiny cut and I hear her moan my name. My tongue glides over her clit and into her, tasting her sweet cream. My hands move up and grip her hips, not letting her go as I taste her.
I dig in deep as I feel her buck against my face; my whole face is in her musky smelling pussy. My lip caresses, my teeth scraping, my tongue fucking her. I am ruthless, wanting to give her pleasure, needing to eat her orgasm.
She puts her hands in my hair and grips me, shoving herself down onto my mouth, I groan as she digs herself into my face as I ravish her. Finally I feel her fluids flowing down my cheeks and in my mouth. She writhes above me, her orgasm shaking to her very core. But still I torment her, lapping at her until not one but two orgasms claim her. I can feel them riding through her body, unyielding.
I stop, and lean back, still holding her hips. I look up at her. She's gripping the handle of her razor in one hand, the other is pinching a coral coloured nipple, and her head is thrown back, eyes closed. She looks down at me, lips swollen from biting them.
"I love you." She whispers, and I back up. I sit back on the toilet and she starts shaving again.
She likes it when I watch.
