Not very "cool", but it had relieved the tension.Not very "cool", but it had relieved the tension. Louise put on Madonna's "Erotic" CD, before sitting down at her dressing table to brush out her long hair. This nightly chore of brushing out her hair was often performed to the strains of her latest purchase. The lyrics, suggesting the desirability of hands running all over her body, made Louise aware that her nipples were still half erect and sensitive, and that that her vigorous brushing was causing them to chaff on her robe. The sensations were not unpleasant, indeed, she soon found herself twisting slightly to increase the friction. Leaving her hair with only a perfunctory brush, Louise opened her robe, admiring again her silky white breasts with their torrid pinnacles. With engrossed fascination, she watched her reflection as she lifted and pushed her breasts together. Her cleavage deepened, looking like a buxom wench in a medieval movie, Louise noted to herself with wry amusement. However, the sexiness of this vision was not lost on her. Indeed a rather lewd thought occurred to her which, after only a relatively brief struggle, overcame her qualms. Acting on it, she quickly licked the forefinger of her right hand, and ran it over the tingling nipple of her still prominently offered left breast. The `Oh' that escaped was quite involuntary, as was the flush which quickly rose to her cheeks. After re-licking her finger, together with her thumb, she tentatively encircled the engorged nubbin of pleasure between them. The sensations were intense as the slight pressure was applied, and Louise began to feel hot and sexy in way she'd never experienced before. She'd hadn't realised that her body was capable of producing such feelings! Louise closed her eyes to focus on the pleasure as her slickened fingers worked their magic, unaware that she was parting and closing her thighs in response to a deep primal need. |