Originally posted to A.S.S.M. June 1, 2003


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Dancing in the Glade (f, solo, flash)


Erica laid the blanket on the ground in the center of the small glade.
Her dog Boi, immediately curled up on the blanket and closed his eyes.
Dark omminous clouds scuttled across the face of the full autumn moon,
alternately lighting the clearing and tossing it into darkness. She
turned on the radio and began.

Slowly she danced around the blanket, her hips swaying to the rhythm.
A sexy ballet for her own pleasure. Lifting the hem of her short
nightdress, she lifted it over her head. Discarding the flimsy fabric
on the blanket. Clad now in nothing more than white panties she
continued to dance as the radio played, stopping briefly to change
stations when the first one went to the news.

A sound from the woods frightened her briefly, yet a look to Boi
showed no trace of concern. A nervous sweat chilled her skin, as she
pranced. Erica knew what she was doing was forbidden, the thrill of
being naughty overriding all else. A new song started and she slipped
her panties down her long legs, using her foot the deposit them on top
of her nightdress.

Naked the girl danced, enjoying the freedom, savoring the thrill of
being naked outside. A low rumble from the distant mountains warned her
that her time was limited, the dark clouds now almost always blocking
out the light from the moon.

Erica dropped to her knees, picking up the flashlight she brought with
her. The thin knurled shaft cool against her hand. Gently she placed the
flashlight against her small opening, pressing it in with slow measured
cadence. Her other hand slid up her chest to play with her small
delicate nipples. The nubbins hard and tender in the cool night air.

She closed her eyes and played the well known tune with her body.
Whispering words of affection meant only for her own ears. Her breath
came in short gasps as she neared the ultimate joy her body craved.
With a cry her youthful body spasmed and Erica collapsed onto the
blanket. Boi whimpered and licked her face until she opened her eyes
and spoke soothing words to her best friend.

As the rain started she reluctantly tossed on her nightdress. Picking
up the blanket and radio she headed back to the house.