Virginia’s Luxurious Evening

In each picture a lovely figure streaming golden tresses seemed to timidly hold before her a wispy streamer of white, behind which her body was vaguely discernable. Between the thighs of the figure hung the heavy image of a penis. It was one of the most erotic images Virginia had ever seen. The combination of what was obviously a gorgeous woman with incredibly long hair and a dark shape that could only be a penis suspended between her thighs in itself created extreme sexual arousal.

From that point on, Virginia would at some point perform a slow, relaxing dance while holding before her a thin, lacy gown. She moved her arms in slow and wavy motions, finishing the movements with delicate strokes of her hands and fingers. Virginia was proud of her fingers; they were long, delicate, and were tipped by one-and-a-half-inch gently curving nails she had cultivated for two years. Tonight they glistened a moist red in the shadowy light.

She began her erotic routine and felt her cock and sac swing gently, heavily, suspended between her spread thighs. She was arousing herself more rapidly than she desired. She thought of how often she had wished that she could reach her own penis with her mouth and tongue.

Virginia looked down at her organ, now swollen to the point of being shiny. It swung jerkily against her legs. She could feel a delicious tickle of the pubic fur on her balls against her inner thighs. Even when she wore thongs and short shorts blonde tendrils of her bush would escape around the edges of the small garments. The sight always excited her.

She wandered near her desk and tossed the hardly-there shawl on it. Then she moved to the couch, sat down in such a way that her cock and balls swung softly against the edge of the furniture, then brought around her legs to stretch her length on the firm cushions. She took several moments to watch as her rod-stiff penis jutted straight up from her body. It was beautiful in its simple, blood-engorged state, its fullness glistening in its smooth covering of honey-tanned, tight skin. The veins rippled about its shaft, pulsing ever so slightly with the beat of her heart.