I wonder if other ladies do what I do...you know, walk around in my womanly-ness. Ladies, do you know what I mean? Do you ever walk around with no panties on and just FEEL the warmth of your own pulse? Walking a walk that tells onlookers there is gold between them there hills...lol. Do you possess a stride that makes you feel like you walk with the power of wars and peace between your thighs? Have you ever gotten dressed and felt the fabric tickle your nipples? As I sit here penning this ode to the female frame...arms extended to the keyboard...between my arms are breast that meet with cleavage every time my hands get closer together. The weight of my breasts, tenderly...sensually heaving with each inhale and exhale.
Sometimes...I extend my leg into the air, to follow the lines of my feet, calves and thighs with my fingertips. I examine my canvas, finding a birthmark here...a beauty mark there. Tickling the skin barely touching just to form an idea of sensation. One of my favorite places to caress is the bone right above my upper thigh...leading to the crease of my center...oh, the pelvic bone. The skin is so soft there. My folds and fluff...mine to love...get attention when I'm drifting between last thoughts and dreams. I love to tilt my head back and trace my fingers from my jawline to my neck and then taking a sharp left (and right) to the full sides of my breast.
Ever lie on your side and love on the meeting of your cheeks and thighs? I can't count how many times an innocent touch of mine, ended in fingers slipping in from behind...and...yea. Being a woman with a little...well a lot "on the side"...I've got a little extra "in between" ;) I so love the inside of my own thighs...plump folds that keep the middle well-warmed.
Showers are my rituals. I love the exfoliating gloves I use...it enables me to wash and caress with my hands. Sliding effortlessly with my body wash over every bit of me...luxuriating in an otherwise routine moment. And the moisturizing! Yes, the slow massaging of lotion disappearing into my skin. I sometimes lie naked, afterwards...and allow the air to hit places normally covered. Freshly lathered, lotion-ed and lounging in my skin.
Loving on me...
