It finally came today! The cute little purple dress I ordered online. I’ve been waiting a couple days for it to arrive and now it’s here.
I’m a bit of a tomboy, and never really get the chance to wear some of the cute clothes those social media girls wear. Those clothes never feel like “me.” But this cute purple number, I needed to get it.
Sleeveless, lacy at the top, skirt that falls mid thigh, my favorite color of purple. Holding it up, I imagine how I look in it. Pictures pop into my mind of all the cute and sexy poses I can send to my girlfriend. She doesn’t know about the dress yet, and I know she’ll be surprised to get a few shots of me. I love getting all gussied up for her.
Setting the dress across the bed, I pull off my top. I never wear a bra because I have basically no boobs. But she just calls them fun sized. Then she plays with them. I love that. She has much bigger boobs. Sometimes when we are cuddling and snuggling, watching a movie, I bury my face in them. They are so soft and squishy and warm, we just giggle like little school girls.
I tug my shorts off over my ass. While I don’t have big boobs, my ass is so delicious and round. Whenever we play around in my room, she’ll and gnaw and teeth all over my cute ass. It really gets me going.
Hooking my thumbs under the band of my panties, I pause. Should I? I smirk. It’ll be a little surprise for her when she comes over. I slip them down my legs, stepping out of the pink panties. I had shaved my legs yesterday, so they are so smooth and sexy. Running a hand up and down them, I imagine pretzeling them with hers as we kiss and hug and cuddle. *Whoo* this making me so noodly.
Now her surprise. I shaved a little more than my legs. Not everything, just enough. I left a nice strip maybe 3 inches long. Trimmed, shampooed, conditioned, she’s definitely in for a treat. I run a few fingers through my little landscape. The fur is so soft, luxurious like the short hair on my head. Just thinking of her doing the same lights my stomach aflame. I can barely stand.
Get it together girl, or you’ll be spent before she even gets here.
I pick up the dress. Feeling the silkiness on my soft skin,my little nipples go harder than diamonds, and the butterflies dancing in my stomach waltz even stronger. I undo the buttons at the top. Pulling down over my head, the silk glides over my naked body. It’s so titillating.
After finding the head and arm hols, I adjust it to sit nicely on my petite frame. I admire myself in the mirror. The buttons lie untouched and open, teasing a bit of my chest. It’s even cuter than I thought.
Come back to earth now. I have a more important task now.
Grabbing my phone, I start snapping a few poses, trying some I imagined, trying a few I find in the moment, all of them fun and sexy and cute. All of them going to my best friend in the whole world.
Nearly a dozen pictures fill her texts now, ending with a text that reads, “Come over, I have a little surprise ;)” Soon that noodly lightning feeling returns. I’m getting way too worked up thinking about the two of us.
My phone buzzes. A message from her: “I have a surprise too” along with a picture of something long, purple and with straps. *Oh that saucy minx!!* Wait that bit of sidewalk looks familiar…
A sharp knock at my door pops me back to reality. Oh that sexy, beautiful, delightful fox!!
I throw open the door. She stands in front of me in a white top with a deep V, a nice red miniskirt and grey thigh high socks. In her hand is a plastic bag from the local toy shop. Peeking out of the op is the head of her latest purchase. A smirk spreads across her face, and I just throw myself on her. God I love this beautiful, hot, sexy woman!
We’re in my bedroom in a flash. Soon her top on skirt are dropped to the ground. Oh that naughty girl, she didn’t wear any underwear!
She tightens the straps around her waist, letting the impressive length swing freely between her legs.
“So, what was the surprise you had for me?” she asks with a sly smile.
<<*Close your eyes>>* I sign. I lay down on the bed, taking her hand so I can tell her when to open. She dutifully closes her eyes, and I spread my legs. I bundle up the dress skirt to reveal her little gift. The inside of the skirt is already slick from my excitement seeing her. I’ll have to wash this dress soon.
Tugging her hand, I pull her down so she can get a better view. She keeps her eyes closed, respecting the signal we set up. Once she’s on eye level, I squeeze her hand twice letting her know I’m ready.
A joyful gasp escapes from her seeing her treat. “You saucy girl!” she exclaims.
She starts kissing down my inner thigh, brushing past the prize at the center to repeat on the other side. After the second pass, she nuzzles into it so sweetly, so gently, making me squirm. She keeps her eyes on me, watching my expressions in case she needs to stop. The butterflies flutter so intensely.
Kissing softly above my little landscaped strip, she pushes my cute purple dress up further and further. i sit up, pulling the dress off completely in one fluid motion. The kisses continue, starting at my stomach, reaching up, up, making a visit at each nipple, up further, taking a slow march up my bare chest to my neck, each so sensual and loving, and finally after a long and teasing journey, we lock our lips to together. We stay stuck together for one passionate eternity. She’s so soft.
I can feel the slick warmth between my legs growing. She notices the look on my face, and gingerly slides her fingers through my neat patch of fur. I gasp. Her long gentle fingers find their way to my warm patch, slipping on either side of my folds and warm, wet lips.
With the other hand, she grips the purple length hanging between her legs. She teases me with its head, tracing a cruel path around and around.
I squirm and squirm, making small squeaks and moans of delightful frustration.
More and more she teases, loving hungry eyes locked on my face full of pleasure. More and more she traces, following the natural rhythm of my heavy breath. More and more she slides and glides, until finally, my body wriggly so desperately against her, she plunges.
Slowly at first, she watches my face for signs to continue. When I show nothing but gratitude, the speed picks up. We fall into an even pattern, our movements falling in time with our heavy breathing.
We go and go.
She pumps so powerfully, A lightning fire builds within me.
We go and go.
The fire builds, lighting everything from my curling toes to my clenched hands.
We go and go.
Soon the fire consumes everything in me, and I shudder to keep together.
For a moment the speed slows. Maybe concern for my expression. <<*Keep going>>* I sign weakly. I’m a bit preoccupied to add anything more.
Reassured by my plead, she continues with renewed strength.
Soon my nerves know only fire and lightning.
She brings me by the hand right up to the edge, teetering on the cliff of rhythm and ecstasy. She brings me right to the edge… and tips me right over.
There’s a rushing, a gushing between my legs. My whole body shakes and quakes and quivers.
I know I’ve made such a mess, but it doesn’t matter. My thoughts can only see her, how much I love this wonderful girl.
<<*I love you>>* I sign, regaining my composure.
She pulls me in so tightly, so gently, so warmly. I know deep down, nothing will tear us apart. “I love you too.” She brings me into a full body kiss. “Happy Birthday.”
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