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- Gentleness
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- I was asked a question which resulted in the following. I thought I would
- subject lots of people to it, instead of just one.
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- So, I could imagine myself with a very attractive girl... slowly kissing
- her, perhaps starting with her fore head, moving perhaps to her ears, the
- tips of them, then down the outer edges to their lobes, then slowly
- licking at the inner, softer, more intimate, and responsive areas. Then
- wandering slowly down her neck, not forgetting to pay attention to the
- muscle which lays just behind the ears and goes down to the rear edge of
- the clavicle.
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- Running my hands slowly and searchingly over her body, starting in areas
- which are not usually considered to be erotic... the hands, the inner
- wrists, the indentions at the Achilles heel... moving to other spots on
- her body, more normally associated with eroticism, her hips, and sides,
- just below her breasts, her chin, her hairline in at the back of her
- neck, her shoulders and upper arms. Then to places which are definitely
- erotic, running my thumbs along sides, over her stomach and naval,
- running them firmly along the crease of her torso, where her legs meet
- her body.
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- Kissing and licking gently at her cleavage and over the tops of her
- breasts.. missing her nipples for awhile, but getting closer to them,
- feeling her arch her back slightly in hopes of making her nipples touch
- my mouth, my tongue. Kissing along her neck, up the nape of it, it and
- then behind her ear, along the muscle there again. Sliding my tongue down
- from her neck to the tip of her shoulder, then over the front of her
- neck, to the other shoulder, and up her neck to behind her other ear.
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- All the while, running my hands over her body, feeling her curves...
- playing with her some, not really sliding over the portions of her body
- which might produce the greatest effect... the nipples, the aureole, on
- her triangle of fur, the sides of her lips... her lips, and the flower
- which lies inside.
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- Slowly bringing her further and further to a point where she wants
- more... needs more.
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- Then sliding my tongue and lips gently, almost non-existantly, over her
- nipples... feeling the hardness of them, reveling in the feelings I am
- able to create from this girl, who is greater than the finest of instruments.
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- Marshall / Whitebird
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