Mickey's Musings
I have stories to tell.
Unexpected Pleasure
She woke in a light sheen of sweat, with fuzzy remnants of some innocuous dream draining away. Drowsy, she threw off her bed covers to expose her naked body and cool her heat. She turned her pillow over to expose the cool surface underneath and laid her head down again upon the cool side of the pillow to resume her slumber.
Curling on her side with her back to her oscillating fan, she closed her eyes to drift off again. Then she noticed the sensation of the light breeze from the fan moving up and down her body, gently cooling and caressing her from behind.
She snuggled with her arms wrapped around her spare pillow, with a contented, relaxed smile on her face, relishing the sensation of the air moving lightly and playfully along every curve of her body. "Mmm," she purred as the tiny tickles of air moved from her toes to her feet, along her legs, playing in the hollow between her thighs and buttocks, then moving along her back, her neck, then ruffling her hair – making it tickle her neck and face.
She turned and rose to her hands and knees, and felt the roving tendrils of air move up her body to cool the heat underneath her breasts and tease her nipples to a taut, raised hardness that caused tingles to gently cascade all the way down to her toes. A look of erotic pleasure graced her face as she moved back and forth on her hands and knees to follow the breeze with her breasts.
She felt an unhurried peace and excitement made just for her; a selfish pleasure that required nothing from her other than her own enjoyment.
Finally, she lay on her back. The playful tendrils of air began at her feet, rose between her legs, between her thighs, to caress the very hottest part of her body – her middle -- the pelvic mound where intense heat mixed with probing, cooling fingers of air that caused her to shiver with delight.
She laid there purring, smiling, enjoying the pleasure of her only lover that night. Closing her eyes, she drifted – asleep once more.