Solo/eros6
                                          Eros 6
                   She was humming as she changed the sheets from the smooth percale
                she liked to the fuzzy flannel he preferred.  She imagined what she
               would do to him tonight, and her humming grew quieter until finally it
                                              ceased.
                  First she would undress him, slowly, slowly, kissing him softly as
               each bit of flesh became visible.  "To keep it from getting cold," she
                 would say teasingly.  They'd done this before -- he would say, "No
                fear of that!" and they would laugh together as she began to stroke
                                   his skin with her warm hands.
                  Then she would push him slowly back until he fell onto the bed and
                 she would take his penis into her hand.  By now he would be fully
               erect, and it would jump as she touched it.  They would laugh again at
                                     this familiar occurrence.
                   Next she would begin to lick him with little, teasing cat-laps at
               his skin, all over him, from his collarbones to his toes, but avoiding
                 his crotch.  She would roll him over and lap at his back, covering
                   every inch of his skin, and then she would suck at his toes...
                  The phone rang, shattering the intimate silence.  She picked it up.
               "Hello?  Oh, hi!  I was just thinking about you!  When are you getting
                 here?  Oh.  Oh, I see.  Yes.  Yes.  Bye, then."  He wasn't coming
                 after all.  Again.  She was momentarily disappointed, but then she
                                        began to get angry.
                   "Who needs you anyway?" she demanded of the walls in a quiet but
               intense voice.  "Damn you!"  She was already wet and wanting from her
                                            imaginings.
                    She went downstairs to put away the wine she had gotten out for
                  him. She seldom drank wine herself; she disliked the taste.  She
                    paused, looking at the bottle.  It was almost empty.  "Am I
                 sex-starved, or what?" she asked herself, as she noted the phallic
                shape of the bottle's neck.  She picked up the bottle and one of her
                two crystal wineglasses and took them up to her bedroom and set them
                                         on the nightstand.
                   She sat on the edge of the bed and poured a little wine into her
               glass, admiring the way the clear liquid turned gold in the lamplight.
                  First she sipped at it; then deciding that tonight she liked the
                flavor, she took a heartier swallow and finished it.  She judged the
                amount of wine remaining in the bottle -- a little over a glassful.
                    She poured half a glass, then decided against pouring in the
                                             remainder.
                  She slipped off her loose silk nightshirt, the only garment she was
                wearing, and shivered a little as cooler air brushed her skin.  She
                 took a swig from the bottle, and then deliberately dribbled a few
               drops across her breasts.  Her nipples began to pucker from the chill
               of the liquid. Leaning over, she licked the droplets off herself.  Her
                                        nipples grew harder.
                   Liking the sensation, she did it again.  A little more wine came
                 out of the bottle this time, and it trickled down her front.  The
                 white wine blended into the pale gold and peach tones of her skin.
               She set the bottle down again, and spread the wine across her abdomen
                with her fingertips. Again she licked the wine off her nipples, and
                  then off her fingers, sucking them a bit.  It felt good, and she
               sucked some more.  Then she leaned over and sucked her nipples; first
                  one, and then the other, raising the breasts with her hands and
                pointing the nipples up so she could reach them.

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  They tasted of the
                         wine and of something else; she wasn't sure what.
                   She reached for the wine and dribbled it over her breasts again,
                enough this time to trickle all the way down to where the hair grew.
                  It tickled a little as it seeped around the hairs.  The wine was
               almost gone now.  She capped the bottle.  She smoothed the wine across
                 her abdomen again, and trailed her fingers down into the dark hair
                                         between her legs.
                    She noted how pale her skin was where it hadn't been exposed to
                sunlight in such a long time -- she hadn't sunbathed in years.  Her
               fingers teased at the hairs, feeling a little like the wine trickling
               there had, but different.  Her skin was growing warmer, and her breath
                                              quicker.
                    She found the slit with her fingers, brushing up and down it to
               open it without pulling the hair.  She teased for a moment at the edge
               of her vagina, then moved upward to where her clitoris was standing up
                                         wanting attention.
                      She wet her fingers in her wineglass, then went back to her
                clitoris. She circled around it, not touching, several times before
                finally drawing one finger across it.  Then she slipped two fingers
                down to her vagina again and dipped into it.  She was still wet from
               before, and she was getting wetter.  She drew some of the moisture up
                to just below her clitoris, stroking up and back, up and back, never
                               quite touching, but teasing, teasing.
                  She wet her fingers in the wine again, and drew them up the inside
               of her thighs to where they joined her body.  She stroked there gently
               for several minutes, getting more sensation with each stroke until she
                could hardly bear it.  Then she slipped her fingers into her vagina.
               It was hot, and so wet and ready and wanting!  She smoothed the walls
               with her fingers, only wanting more, and then she reached for the wine
                                           bottle again.
                  She set it against her crotch and slid it across the hair.  By now
               she was so ready that the hair was no barrier to those lips; they had
               opened enough that the bottle was soon sliding across bare wet flesh.
               She shivered a little; the bottle was cold, but it did nothing to cool
               the fire now raging in her blood.  She raised her hands to her breasts
               again and rubbed over the still-hard nipples, leaving the wine bottle
                                     pressing into her crotch.
                    Then she rose up onto her knees and, carefully positioning the
               bottle, slid down onto it as she squeezed her breasts with her hands.
                   Her breath caught in her throat.  Oh, how good it felt to have
                   something inside her! She raised her body up and slid down the
                 bottle's neck again and again, faster and faster.  Her hands moved
               faster and faster across her breasts, rubbing and rubbing the nipples,
                harder and harder until the pleasure was almost a pain.  Her breath
               came faster and faster in gasps that tore at her throat, until finally
                 with a moan that seemed to last forever, she came in a wave of wet
                              heat that warmed the still cold bottle.
                   She collapsed onto her side then, and slowly her raspy breathing
               slowed. She pulled the wine bottle out of herself then, and unscrewed
               the cap.  She put it to her dry lips and swigged at the wine that was
                           left, tasting her own juices as well as wine.
                    She smiled, licking her lips.  "Who needs you anyway?" she said
                                               again.
                                                 

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