HOOKY (c) Copyright Mary A. DeCarlo, 
Email address: mary_a_decarlo@usa.net  
 website: http://www.geocities.com/SoHo/Suite/6066

(An ERA Theme Weekend Winner)

It was so nasty this morning, {ice, snow, sleet}, that we decided to play  hooky from work and sleep in.

The smell of Gevalia brewing woke me from my sleep. By the angle of the  light I could see it was past noon and I could hear water running in the  bathroom. I stretched like a kitten on the feather bed, thoroughly content  and well loved. I was still a little damp between my thighs from all the  loving you gave me this morning before we went back to sleep. I just love  the feel of your creamy lust blasting deep inside me.

I lay there reminiscing contentedly with my eyes closed when suddenly the  comforter is ripped off me. "Wake up sleepyhead." I open my eyes to find  you next to the bed with an armful of towels and a bowl.

I smile at you and stretch sensuously. "Come back to bed," I plead prettily. "Please?"

You just laugh. "Get up and hold this bowl."

I grab the bowl and almost drop it. It's filled with warm water! "What's this?" You don't answer, just drop the rest of the stuff on the bed. Quickly you cover the bed with several thick towels after laying a razor, shaving cream, washcloth and oil on the bedside table. Turning, you take the bowl from me and order me back on the bed and to be sure my ass is in the center of all those towels, you say. I hesitate. "I don't know....."

"Do it." I get on the bed like you ask and you pull a chair close to the bed and put the bowl on it. Then spreading my legs you climb on the bed and sit between them, my thighs draped over yours, my pussy exposed.

"Time for a shave," you say with a leer.

"But...."

"I'll be careful," you say softly as you run your fingers over my damp pussy. Then I watch apprehensively as you wet a cloth and wash me, then take the shaving cream and cover my pubes completely. Rubbing it in gently.

"But I usually use an electric razor."

"Yeah, but this will last longer," you looked me in the eyes, "and you're going to enjoy this."

I just laughed a little. "I think you'll enjoy it more."

You take the razor and look in my eyes again for a moment and smile. "Just relax. It'll be fine." Then, holding my skin taut, you begin.

God, I'm afraid to breathe. But carefully and efficiently you scrape and rinse, scrape and rinse. Pulling and stretching to make it smooth for the blade. Till, after what seems an eternity, you drop the razor in the bowl.

"You can breathe now," you say softly.

My eyes meet yours as I exhale and then breathe. "All done?"

"Almost."

You take the washcloth and wipe off any residue of shaving cream. I shudder, I'm a little sensitive. You wipe me dry with a clean towel and dry your hands. Then you take the oil and pour some in your hand. After letting it warm, you gently apply it to my freshly shaven pussy.

Your fingers are like magic. In a short time, the stinging is gone and a feeling of pleasure begins. "Oh, Hon, that feels so good." Your fingers continue to stroke and massage my pussy lips, occasionally slipping between the lips to stroke the extra sensitive inner flesh. Sometimes brushing over my clit, making me moan.

Your fingers start to spread the oil deeper between the lips, teasing and exciting my nerve endings. "Mmmmmmmmm.........."

Then suddenly you slip a finger deep inside. "Oh God!!"

Your stroke steadily as you watch intently. My juices are flowing freely over your finger. I am now writhing uncontrollably, moaning with abandon.

"Please....???"

"Please what?"

"Oh, baby, please...??"

"Tell me what you want."

"Please make me come....don't tease me."

Then there are two fingers in me! I arch against you stroking fingers and you suddenly add one more. Three fingers in me! Damn, it's so good. Almost good enough. "Please....??" I beg again.

Then suddenly the fingers are gone and I groan in agony. "Noooooo!!!"

You grab my ass and lift me up. Then leaning down, your tongue makes contact with my wet, needy pussy. "Oh, yesssssssss............"

I tangle my fingers in your hair so you can't get away and give myself up to the sensation of your hot, wet tongue ravishing my wet, naked pussy. Your tongue flicks hard against my clit and your teeth nibble. It's like you're trying to eat me alive! Then I'm there!!!!! My orgasm slams into me and I whimper beneath you, then scream in ecstasy! You lap up my juices like a starving man, your seeking tongue triggering multiple orgasms that seem to never want to stop.


And you don't stop until I'm sated and limp in your hands. Gently you lower me to the bed and then move up and take me in your arms. Your kiss is gentle. The taste of me on your lips. Snuggling my head upon your chest, you whisper in my ear, "You wanted me to come back to bed?"

Copyright 1998 by Mary A. DeCarlo. All rights reserved. No part may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic means, including photocopying, recording or by any information and retrieval system, without the written permission of the author.