I thought to myself in the mirror…
“If someone killed me, would they brush my corpse’s teeth?” Then, I smile and I look at my teeth as I
admire my white, and still cavity free, teeth. Even after almost four decades. I exit the bathroom.
You know that there is a rumor that naughty girls, teeth can go rotten when naughty girls, such
as myself, practice and exercise the act of going down on someone? The rumor goes, “If you give
oral pleasure, then your teeth, will no longer be your treasure.” Yup! Oral and/or gum problems.
I am wearing a new brazier and underwear set, that I bought special for myself, for these
wonderful moments. I began to think to myself as I fantasized about myself. I do various seductive
body poses in front of my bedroom mirror. I think that, I know that I haven’t had to ever wonder or
worry about losing my teeth to giving someone else oral, because I am just too damn lazy to give head.
In my own head, everyone always orally pleases me, and I only have to do very less than minimum work.
I flash myself some teeth in the mirror before I lye back on my bed. I repeated my thoughts back to
“They all pleasure me. . .”
My feet are on my satin sheets. My legs, along with the bed supporting my back, make the bottom
half of my anatomy form two somewhat isosceles triangles, (I have a terrific arching back). From
buttocks to knees, and knees to heels of feet, plus my back leaning against the bed, I begin.
I imagine a tongue, and then, multiple tongues at the same time, all servicing me orally, so well.
Females and males. The excitement catches me. I hear music? Ok, maybe I started the music from my
mini audio surround sound system that’s mounted on my nightstand, and I failed to mention it about
seventeen lines back, because I am all too deep into non-reality. I mean come on, I am so very attractive
and I am always with beautiful people in my own head. And those people often bring forth, for me, the
best pleasuring techniques that I could get my hands on. And with that, I go again.
It is at this time, the best person of that group of beautiful people, all going down on me,
automatically takes lead in continuously pleasing me. I notice that my ass was clinching the bed a little
more tighter and my ass cheeks were just a little bit closer together but are now spread apart.
What happened to my feet? Oh, they happen to be three feet above my head. My lips are doing that
vacuuming, sucking, and throbbing thing, as the tongue from my mouth is deeply licking and moistening
my speaking lips. I drift off again in an inverted jittery fashion and feeling now ten times more
stimulated than only moments before. My eyes are clinched shut, they feel squeezed tight. My fingers
can hardly move because my grip is virginally tight. Soft rose petals producing sweet and all natural
moisture that pleasantly bonds me to myself, as I feel thoughts of that head master chief, neither male
nor female, takes me there. My right index, middle finger and ring finger, along with my pinky, forcibly
and finally came to a winding and grinding pause. My hand feels like it has been consumed by all
greatness. Kind of like if a large hot dog wiener was wearing a tight wet suit, and going inside of a moist,
small buns length glove cave consisting of a built in pulley system that perfectly retracted each finger
and finger against fingers, safely and especially tailored fitted for that specific inside. For many years
now, this act has done me swell. I grin. I move my right hand and I have free fingers again. I rise up off of
my bed. I giggle at my spot.
I look at myself in the mirror as I pull my lacy panties up and I think to myself…
What a sexy thing I am! And I have such a magnificent kitty. What a pretty smile I have and with such
white teeth. I continue smiling. I think to myself. . .
You know that there is a rumor going around about giving oral pleasure? Giving oral
pleasure could give you oral and/or gum problems, so the rumor says. The rumor goes something like
this, “If you do not what oral and/or gum problems, then do not go around putting your mouth on other
people’s bottoms!” Yep! But, then again, I don’t have to worry or wonder about that, because I am just
too damn greedy to be an oral pleaser. After all, I am so use to everyone else orally pleasuring me.
I gaze at my white teeth as I smile and I close my eyes. I cock my head back as I am wiped away
by my own thoughts. My left fingers start walking towards my intensified pleasure spot. Alone with my
imagination again, I am no longer with myself. My mind fills up with beautiful people. I passionately feel
a tongue on my nipple and then multiple tongues, slightly wet and all over my body like a fine rain,
carefully and caressingly washing, (tongue bathing ), my whole body from my neck and heading south,
directly for my mid-section. From the front, and especially at the back. The bottom half of me is being
felt up and all around. I moan.
My body is going towards my carpeted floor. My eyes build up with sexual pressure. I am now on all
fours, for I just have a single tongue on me now, playfully, gliding a tongue from cheek to cheek. . .
I am brightly smiling.