A woman of remarkable beauty lay naked on an opulent bed. The white color of her skin seemed even softer in contrast with the fine-textured bedding. In this world, where sexual desire is not a motivating force, the exposure of the naked body is not seen as an act of shame or provocation. We, hairless beings, wear clothes out of convention and etiquette, and not out of modesty.
With her intensely shining blue eyes, the beautiful and adorable Elizabeth, 21, looked younger. The slight blush on her porcelain cheeks and the somewhat vacant look in her eyes indicated a certain discomfort.
The skin of her body emanated a surprising freshness, which seemed almost incongruous with her age. I observed the elegant proportions that flowed like those of a sculpture. Her breasts, firm and cup-shaped, projected over her chest. The tips were plump and had a light pink color. Her moderately full waist joined a pair of slender legs that stretched across the bed.
Below, the dark shadow of her platinum blonde hair was compactly aligned.
The shape of her body was remarkable, with large and upturned breasts, a thin waist, wide hips, and fleshy thighs. The cleft down below was beautiful and had an untouched appearance. Each curve had a weight and a promise, creating an almost surreal appearance.
My pulse quickened, a silent drum beneath the skin. A discreet warmth formed at the base of my spine, slowly rising. I clenched my fingers into fists at my sides, the tension a counterpoint to the calm image before me.
Although we were married, our physical relationship was purely pragmatic. We generally used lubricant for insertion and ejaculation. After penetration, ejaculation follows instantly, not even allowing for more than the tip.
I had never seen her completely naked before. The sight caused an immediate physical reaction. My heart quickened and a wave of heat rose through my chest, concentrating in the lower part of my body. I felt my throat dry, my body trembling in a sudden tension.
"What? Is my body unpleasant to look at?"
"You are incredibly beautiful. I simply regret not having seen your beautiful naked body before."
"Please, stop with the foolishness and let's continue with this special technique of yours."
As I extended my fingers toward her breasts, a faint sound escaped her throat. As I touched her, my fingers sank into the warm flesh, which gave way with a surprising softness. I felt the weight and density as I wrapped my hands around each breast, the skin smooth and warm, with an elasticity that was both soft and firm. The full shape filled my hands.
The sound she made was like an electric shock, subtle, but one that resonated in my hand. The softness of her skin filled the space between my fingers, a silent pressure that I could barely control.
"Hmmm....."
"Elizabeth, let me know if this bothers you, okay?" I massaged her gently, allowing the sensation to deepen. I used her body to apply a technique I had practiced alone, anticipating this moment. Her skin moved in a fluid undulation.
Each time her voice came out more breathlessly, I felt my own body tremble.
Elizabeth had no experience with such stimuli. In this world without sexual desire, she had not engaged in self-exploration.
I'll have to be your guide. I'll teach you properly.
Even with little experience, I assumed the role of guide. As her pinkish nipples hardened under my fingertips, I felt a slight tremor in her flesh, a subtle response that assured me there would be no problems. Her smooth, soft skin warmed to my touch, and I slid my thumbs gently over the sensitive areas.
"Hyaaaan!"
She immediately closed her mouth. Her expression of astonishment was evident.
"Elizabeth. You are beautiful."
"Oh, please, don't say that. I... I don't know why I sounded like that...."
I was an attractive man, but the slight smile on my face could be misinterpreted. I needed to be cautious. One wrong move and she could react with hostility.
My fingers approached, the tip of an index finger and my thumb moving in a pincer gesture over the warm skin. I touched the nipple, the small protuberance already hardened. The skin was thin and sensitive, and the contact caused an instant shudder in the woman. The erect point under my fingertips was a clear target for my own magic of cancellation, an irony I noted.
"Oh! Ahhhh! This... is strange... what are you...?"
Her hand moved instinctively, pressing against her mouth. The pressure of her fingers and palm against her lips tried to stifle a sound that, despite the effort, still escaped muffled, a small moan that seemed more like a sob. Her body trembled, an uncontrollable reaction to the unexpected touch. I felt her irregular breathing against the skin of her hand.
"Elizabeth, please, let me hear your voice. You are the first person I'm applying this technique with. The sound of your voice is the only way for me to know that I'm making you feel good."
The speech seemed forced. But.
"Nngh Nngh...." She removed her hand. A look of shame on her face, as if she were on the verge of tears, activated a spot in her body she didn't know about.
"Thank you, you did well... it would be helpful if you told me how you feel," I said, stroking her hair.
"Ah...I.....I'll try...." Her voice came out in a high-pitched, low tone, with a fragility that made it almost inaudible. My touch remained soft, but my determination to continue was unwavering.
I praised her, and she, instead of being offended, just blushed and made low sounds. Elizabeth was like an instrument, producing a pleasant sound when I touched her nipples, massaging them and occasionally pinching them lightly.
"Hmmm... oh, my... my nipples are tingling... my body is burning... my body is so hot..."
A direct response. Good, good. Preparing her body for the erotic is fascinating.
"Aaahhh! I-I-I think something's coming... I don't know... I've never felt this before... ahhh, ahhhhh!"
Despite my own tension, I moved.
My lips pressed against hers, an exchange of heat and moisture.
Meanwhile, my hands continued to move on her breasts, the hard, swollen nipples yielding under the pressure. My tongue grazed hers, an unexpected contact she didn't back away from.
The taste of mixed saliva filled both our mouths. I moved my mouth to her neck. I felt her smooth, warm skin under my tongue, my teeth lightly grazing it. The contact left a trail of warmth and a slight blush, a visual detail of my action.
I lowered my head, and the sensation of my warm, moist lips on her nipple was a shock. I felt the taste of her soft skin as my mouth closed around the tip. Her skin was smooth, and the fleshy protuberance seemed to expand inside my mouth. The suction created a low, wet sound that filled the silence. A faint moan escaped her throat, and her body arched slightly toward me, an instinctive response to the stimulus.
"Oh, you!.... Hmm! slowly…calm!"
Elizabeth's nipples were fleshy. I felt a desire to suck them forever. I wanted to make an effort for her to produce a mother's milk mark. "I can't wait to suck them".
My mouth closed over her nipple, the suction was strong and the wet sound echoed in the room. The slight friction of my teeth against her soft skin caused a shiver that ran through her body, intensifying the tension she already felt.
"Ahhhh!"
Her body shuddered and writhed backward. The tension in her body built to a climax, and she couldn't stop. Her hips moved, her passion seemed to be ignited.
She seems to react easily. Maybe she has a high sensitivity... What a sin she never felt this before... Well, better for me.
I licked and sucked her breasts with pleasure, leaving a series of hickeys on her pale skin. Then, I went down and licked the cavity of her belly button.
"What? Are you doing that... down there too?"
"Of course. I'll lick and suck. Don't suppress your voice. I need to hear it to know how good you feel."
"Aah! No, please, don't do that! It's dirty in there."
"Don't worry, nothing about Elizabeth is dirty. The smell is delicious."
"No, no, no, please, don't do that... I can't breathe..."
So this is what a woman looks like down here... I don't remember if I was ever with one in my other life.
And Elizabeth, you're all wet. This is great, especially considering I caused it all by myself.