Sapphic Erotica I

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Earlier today, I pictured her in a robe.

White and fluffy.

Her locs in that half-up, half-down style I love.

Freshly showered.

Skin cleaned and ready to be dirtied again.

She’d be curled up in a soft bed, sinking into the warmth of that robe as she drifted into a cat nap.

Face relaxed.

Beautiful.

After a brief toss and turn, her robe slips just slightly.

My mouth waters at the sight of her breast exposed.

Sweet brown nipple taut, standing at attention like a tease.

Do I give her privacy?

Do I wait for her to wake?

Do I silently drink her in?

Selfishly, I lean forward and press a kiss to the side of that exposed breast.

Her soft skin brushes against my lips.

She stirs, and her sleepy gaze finds mine.

She cups the back of my neck, guiding me closer.

I’m greeted with a smile.

An invitation for more.