The Tigress By Dreamer Weaves My favorite animal is the tiger, I like to think of myself as a tigress, hungry, desirous of prey, having captured you. I wish to play with you for a time before devouring you. I ask you to lay quietly on the bed, your head at the foot of the bed. I will devote my whole attention to teasing, touching, playing with you, delightfully devour you, to fulfill my desire to play. As a tigress I am dressed in a matching green bra and panty, the bra skimpy, barely covering my large breasts, damp from my desire, sweat and exertion. My panties are hi-cut, to show the length of the leg to the cheeks, loosely fitting, with curls of hair protruding from the crotch, damp with my desire and exertion after the chase. I ask you to lay face down, and I will give you a relaxing massage, but you must remember the claws of the tigress, for each caress will leave a trace of my touch, claw marks of loving attention to your rawness, your meatiness, red upon the whiteness or tan of your flesh. I run my claws down your back, causing you to arch, muscles rippling as you follow the feel of my touch from your neck to your hips. My claws gently caress your shoulders, smoothing out the tensions, and leaving their gentle, soft tracks down our arms, touches of coolness, warmth, desire, relaxing but promising more, deeper touches to come. I give special attention to the shoulder blades, tracing small tight circles along the bone, feeling your tensions release, relax, pent up stresses fading, as your senses follow the tracings my hands and finger leave across your skin. I move from forceful to gentle to forceful, enlivening the senses of the sides, the center of the back, along the backbone, down the insides of the arms. I move to your legs. I massage each foot, licking the toes singly, first the big toe of the right foot, licking well with a tongue between each toe, sucking, lightly licking the sole of the right foot, causing the foot to flex and curl, then bend back in a relaxing, tingling stretch. I apply the same technique to the left foot, until both are soaked with my licking and relaxed, excited. My licks and hand massage moves up the legs, beginning with touches as gentle as a feather, lightly drawing a curving line up the calves, behind the knees, teasing the insides of the thighs, long drawn out lines of feathery touches in your most sensitive skin areas, leaving the thin lines of the tigresses’ sharp claws, the traces of red licked with large sloppy tonguing. When I feel you are relaxed, I move to crouch over your head, my breasts swinging in your face, both knees on either side of your face, by your shoulders. I kiss you, mouth to up-side- down-mouth, then tell you to open your eyes and watch me play with my breasts. I take my left breast and massage and manipulate the nipple area until milk begins to drip onto your chest. I lick up the trail of milk, my tongue leaving wet circles on your nipples and chest, in my pursuit of the taste of my milk and the hunger generated by the taste of the salt of your skin. I do the same with the right breast, and kiss you on the mouth, giving you a taste of my milk, still on my lips and tongue. I slowly crawl so my face is over your cock and my cunt is over your face. I lower myself onto you, inch by inch, until I feel your chin touching my crotch, minutely licking and sucking your cock into my mouth while your taste buds enjoy the juices of my cunt, and play with my hard clit with quick flicks of your tongue and gentle touches of your hands. I extend your pleasure, sucking you slowly and massaging your balls, letting up as I feel your desire heightening, hardening and throbbing for release, to begin again, bringing you repeatedly close to cumming, then backing off, hearing your sighs, almost pleading in their intensity. When you can no longer hold back, I suck hard, feel your throbbing, I raise my mouth off your cock and watch you cum, spewing white cream all over my face and breasts. I feel myself cum, my cunt juices covering our mouth and chin. I turn to rub my face into yours and lick your chin, tasting both our juices together, slowly, enjoying each other and our after- fire.