My V.

I was talking to my friend V the other night. She is in a different time zone than me, so when it's my afternoon, it is her night. We were chatting away about this and that, our lives, food, our desires and our sexual interests and habits. We enjoy each other's company and we like to tease each other when we talk. I was feeling sexual and I began squeezing my thighs together a little. I could tell V was tired, though, and knew she was heading towards sleep.

'I must sleep....I am so tired....'

'That's too bad, baby, I was going to ask you to take off your panties for me....'

'Mmmm.....I want to, but my body tells me otherwise.'

"OK, sweetheart, then I will take my panties off and pretend it's you....'

'Yesss.....that sounds nice.......'

'I will play with my pussy and it'll be you....'

'Mmmm......yes, please.....'

'Goodnight.'

'Goodnight, sugar...kiss.'

She logged off. I reread our chat and decided to change my clothes for this, wearing something V would wear. I went to my bureau and opened the underwear drawer. In the back of the drawer was my lingerie and I looked over a few things. Lingerie is so evocative for me. I reminisce about times when I have worn things, how I have felt, who I was sexing with. I confess I do enjoy wearing lingerie when I am masturbating, though. I will change into something and it will start the thrill....the ache, before I even sit or lie down.

I picked a pink lacy thong for this afternoon. I do love thongs.....

I placed it on the bed and went to my closet, unbuttoning my shirt as I walked. I wore no bra that day and I let the shirt slide off my shoulders and onto the floor. I slid open the closet door and surveyed the possibilities. I undid my jeans and took them off....then my panties, a 'practical' black cotton pair. I decided to return to my bed to get my thong. I slipped it on. I took a moment to look at myself in the mirror, turning and gazing at my bottom with the pink string dividing me. My heart began beating faster and I let my finger graze my mound.....I felt like I couldn't wait, but I must. First, a dress....a robe? Perhaps a teddy....?

My kimono....soft, thin cotton....black with large birds on it. I sit on my bed propping the pillows up behind me and close my eyes, conjuring up my sweet V, imagining I am caressing her body. My right hand slips into my kimono and moves over my shoulder blade to the rise of my breast. I hold my breast, feeling the weight and the softness, pretending it is bigger, like V's. This has the unanticipated effect of feeling her presence....her body. I sense her breathing and begin to inhabit this fantasy, listening to her voice softly sigh.

I glide my fingers along the underside of her breast, feeling how warm it is there. My thumb slides up to her nipple, which is erect. She moans; it is so sensitive there. I move to her other breast and rub to make her nipple grow. She tilts her head back and her robe falls open. I open it more and her breasts are fully exposed. Her nipples are hard and red. I fondle them, tugging and teasing. V moans, her mouth open. She slides her tongue out. I know her.....

I suck her tongue and pull on her nipples, harder now....the way she likes it. She opens her thighs a little more. I know this woman....I move away from sucking her mouth and look down, all the while playing with her breasts, feeling their weight....squeezing, tugging.....I look at her mound covered by pink lace. She opens her eyes and looks at me.... she opens more, revealing the shape of her vulva, her lips forming a lovely flower covered in lace. I look and she smiles, opening just a little more.....My hands travel down her sides and over her hips, holding them.

I am so excited.....she is so seductive.....

I open my robe a little more and caress my breasts, my index fingers drawing circles over my areolas, teasing....I look down. I see my nipples, so hard, pointing out, wanting. I tease more and reflexively begin rocking my hips slowly...I slide the kimono off my shoulders, slipping out of it and raise my arms over my head to look. I see my tummy, so soft, and my mound just barely covered by my thong.

I close my eyes and conjure up my V, her large breasts, her thighs and shoulders covered with freckles. My hand moves to my own thighs, lightly touching, beginning the slow dance towards more pleasure. I open and touch my vulva, just so, to feel how sensitive it is there, how she will respond....she thrusts slightly, letting me know what she wants. I thrust to meet my fingers....touching ever so lightly....so warm, the lace becoming moist. I open my eyes and gaze down. My purse is defined in my panty. I hold my breath involuntarily.....V is near......

I thrust, rocking my hips a little, meeting my hovering fingers at each movement, so gently, so slowly, the way I like it. I rock this way for a few minutes, swaying in a trance, forgetting time and place.....I hear birds outside my window and I become conscious again....the hum of the fridge, my cat grazing at his food bowl.....I thrust.....I am wet now.....my V......the lace is not able to conceal my feelings for you. I press, more insistently, sighing.....

I hear Dean Martin's version of 'Sway' in my head, as a soundtrack to my activities. Smiling, I naturally migrate to the Stones' version....a different song, but also very sexy and evocative for me. I see V's smile in my mind's eye....I press.....is this the point of no return?

My index and middle finger join to rub more insistently. I feel my moisture through the lace....and I dream....I dream that I am V and I am masturbating in my study, surrounded by my writing and my books. I bring my fingers to my nose and smell myself....then lick to taste my honey. Strawberry/rhubarb I always say and I smile recalling our chats. V says musky....I pulse at this thought and turn to look in the mirror which is on the wall to my right. I adjust myself to see V's breasts, her nipples puckered and dark pink. I tug on them, making the right one wet with my moisture, the left one dry.....

She and I are both very sensitive there and I turn away and close my eyes, teasing her. She loves this. I can hear her.....

'You can do that all day, if you wish.'

'I wish..........'

I pull more insistently, my breath quickening, feeling the hardness of my excitement, the edge of pain that gives her such pleasure. I hear her sigh, then moan, moving deeper into my reverie. I hear V's whisper...

'Rae.....you know me so well........you make me so wet........'

'I'm glad, baby......so glad.......'

'Me too.....please....my wetness is waiting......'

'It is.......?......'

My hands move down to V's thighs. They are warm, covered in freckles and so inviting. I sigh.....and we know. I open my legs a little more. My right hand traveled upwards slowly towards my purse, veiled in pink lace. I teased, my fingertips gliding over her skin feeling the goosebumps. As I move further, her breathing is deeper and her skin grows warmer. So smooth, so sensual, so slow......my V........so giving.....

With my index finger, I touch my vulva gently through the lace. It is wet there and I rub myself, my other hand tugging on my nipple.

'Feels so good, Rae.....'

'Mmmm.....yes......it does, baby......'

My lips are thick and I finger my furrow, sliding up and down, spreading my honey. I am very turned on now and I slide my panty aside and caress my labia. This can't wait any longer.....

This is one of our favorite pastimes, my vulva exposed with my underwear still on. Again I slide my finger up and down, ever so slowly, my lips separating, opening up like a flower. V likes to keep her mound bare except a thin, little patch of hair. It's lovely....she is lovely. I have hair covering mine, natural, but I keep my opening trimmed. I like it.....I like to see myself and to show others.

[My Reverie-
I am sitting in a chair. V is dancing in front of me in her brown dress. It is very short and when she shifts the cloth sways and shows off the top of her thighs. I am smiling at her and she smiles back and hikes the dress up briefly. My eyes shift and her hemline drops covering her thong. I laugh and she smiles coyly. She continues dancing, twirling seductively, her dress rising and falling allowing me glimpses of her delicious bottom, the thin strip of pink cloth dividing her cheeks. She slows and with her back to me, looking over her shoulder, she lifts her dress. Her face is serious and I watch....V is so beautiful....]

I am very wet now, and so warm.....I slide my fingers into myself. I open my thighs, desiring more access, feeling more abandon. My middle finger is all the way inside me now, my palm rubbing my mound. I so wish V. was here now to tease me with her words....so seductive, coaxing me, whispering in my ear, kissing my neck. This thought makes me pulse and I bump against my mound in earnest, fucking myself slowly, dreaming of my sweet V.

[My Reverie-
V. holds her dress up and lets me look.....her bottom is so delicious and I want her closer.....dancing for me, swaying....

'Baby?'

She knows what I seek and turns around to face me, her dress still up. I stare at her face....she is smiling, knowing.....her right hand goes to her panty and she caresses her mound for me. Just lightly.....teasing me...pressing the pink lace, taking her hand away.... pressing again.....away....]

I rub across my labia and I close my eyes, deep in my dreamworld, conjuring V's body, her mouth, that smile....goodness me.....her face becomes mock-serious and an 'aren't I naughty' expression forms as she grabs the hem of her dress and lifts it over her head and off. It hits the floor; she is naked except for the thong, her large breasts exposed, her nipples hardening....becoming red....I long to suck them.....she reads my eyes and steps closer.....an offer?

I feel full below, my lips open and wet. I watch as V lightly rubs over her panty, standing right in front of me. She hooks her index finger into the elastic at the top of her thigh and slides the lace aside to display herself.....but just for a second....and she covers herself again, rubbing in earnest now, bending over, her breasts so near....she shakes her long brown hair in front of my face, letting me take in her smell, then flicks her head sending her hair towards her beautiful back. Her back......goodness......

Her back.....she turns....her bottom towards me. I put my hands on her hips holding her. She sways a little, teasing me. My vulva aches, needing attention. I caress myself, closing my eyes, lost in my thoughts and desires.....in my mind, the damp lace, V's mound veiled....I want her so....I coax her bottom towards me, the pink string between her beautiful cheeks, riding over her hips on each side. She does not need much convincing and slowly backs up towards me, teasing me with her gentle movements. I kiss her bottom.....so warm, the skin so smooth. V holds still letting me move my mouth over her cheeks. I slide the pink lace aside and enter myself with my middle finger, playing at the wet opening.

Goodness.....my index and middle finger slide over my wet flower in circles, pressing my bud on each trip around. My breathing quickens and I stop and wait, letting the sensations sit inside me, calling up V's fanny in my mind. I lick her and bring my mouth to her crack to kiss along her inner cheeks. She sighs.....I am wetter now, dripping. I spread my honey over my entire vulva, my fur. I stop.....teasing hard, waiting, wanting this to last a long time.

V takes a step away, just out of reach of my hungry mouth. I see my saliva glistening on her bottom.

'Come back.......'

She sways and wiggles, moaning.....

'Please.....?'

She bends forward. I look at the pink string lying across her beautiful rose and begin to see her purse, covered in pink lace. I want her very badly now. Her dark hair hangs down, covering her face. I enter myself again, fucking very slowly.....very.....

I am in a new place. I tilt my head back, glance at the ceiling and close my eyes again as V stands and returns to my mouth, wanting my wet kisses. Her hair hangs down her back, veiling a part of a woman's body that I love so much. I kiss the small of her back.....then lick, tasting her skin there. V moans and I am encouraged. She sways gently, asking....I kiss her again and let the tip of my tongue rest at the top of her crack. So warm, so sublime.....there, where worlds meet....I have my two middle fingers inside me, my palm bumping my mound ever so lightly. I realize I am in for the long haul here; my enjoyment so profound as I conjure V. This may take a while, but time is what I have on this quiet, cold New Year's Day. I am bathed.....my lover firmly situated where I wish her to be.

I kiss and lick V's bottom. She continues swaying gently right to left, moving away from my mouth, teasing me so.....I watch as her hands go to the waistband and she tucks her thumbs under it. I caress my clitoris gently, watching my V. She hooks the straps and pulls up on them, tightening the thong in her crotch. I close my eyes and masturbate, sliding my fingers along my wetness, feeling my panty's fabric tucked beside my vulva.How long can I carry on? How long, my V?

She begins to lower the straps down her hips and the thong pulls away from her pussy. She leans over more, letting me in......I look and and kiss her inner cheeks.....so warm there.....I lick, tasting her skin. I lick her crack and feel the thong string pull away beneath my tongue. V moans and stands up, squeezing her cheeks together. I am in heaven. I watch as she rolls the thong down her thighs. I stand and do the same. I return my fingers to my slit and rub across my lips and slide in a little to gather moisture to wet my bud. I can't stand.....I sit again and lie back and continue probing, my eyes closed. I open my thighs a little and caress the length of my vulva.

I breathe deeply, giving over to her.......




[to be continued...]