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The Elegance of the Nighty: The long nighty clung to my body, its soft fabric gentle against my skin, enhancing every curve and dip. The delicate straps on my shoulders made me feel feminine and vulnerable. As I lay down beside my partner, I could feel his eyes on me, taking in the silhouette the nighty cast.
Starting from the Top: His warm hands made their first contact on my shoulders, sending shivers down my spine. His fingers lightly traced the edge of the nighty’s neckline, making my heart race. As his lips met the nape of my neck, a soft moan escaped me. The sensation of his mouth on my skin, moving from my shoulders, kissing every inch, left me in a state of anticipation. Sensing my growing arousal, he skillfully slid the straps down, revealing more of my body to his eager eyes and eager touch. He lavished attention on my breasts, his lips and tongue teasing and tantalizing the sensitive peaks, making them taut with desire.
His hands began their own journey, moving downwards, caressing my stomach, and tracing circles around my navel. The very essence of the nighty allowed for a seamless blend of concealment and revelation, making every touch feel like a discovery. As he gently lifted the hem, his fingers danced upon my calves, sending tingling sensations up to my thighs.
