Summer In the Ozarks: Chapter Two - Sex Stories

Summer In the Ozarks: Chapter Two

... When the last button at her waist was opened, she slid the fabric off to the side and exposed her heavy mounds to the warm air. She grabbed his hands once again, placing them on her breasts, and helped him to massage her soft globes. They squeezed, they caressed, and they pinched her nipple, stiff on the center of her large areolas. Her breath became shallow as she enjoyed the pleasure they were giving her, and she moaned loudly as the sensation of desire built higher and higher in her body. Her cunt was on fire and she released his hand, immediately slipping hers into her denim shorts. She found her damp lips and quickly began to rub between the folds, allowing a finger to slide across her sensitive region. The juices began to seep through her folds as she pressed against Cal’s body. She could feel his hard cock through his own denim shorts as it pressed between the folds of her ass cheeks. She wanted so much for his cock to be free of restrictions and to slide freely between her bottom mounds, to feel his manhood slide up and down, teasing her entrance. It would feel so good for him to be inside of her, where no man had ever entered before, and she shuddered with the thoughts playing out in her mind. Her body began to quake with the image of his cock sliding in and out of her virgin ass. Her fingers became damp and warm and her juices flowed like water. She gasped and pulled forward, away from his grip, with her head hanging down and her fingers slowly sliding from her ...

... womanhood. She turned to him and smiled, savoring the moment. “Feel better?” he asked, as he reached out to make sure she would not fall and hurt herself. “I do,” she offered as she fell forward and into his arms. She held him tightly for a few seconds in silence, enjoying his warm body against his. He stroked her hair as she buried her face in his chest and inhaled his aroma. “Now it’s your turn,” she offered, once her strength had returned. Leaning back just a little, she grabbed his shirt and, with one confident swoop, pulled it up and over his head, dropping it off to the side. Now that the obstacle was gone, she leaned forward and kissed his chest. She slowly made her way from one side to the other, planting little butterfly kisses as she went along, until she reached his nipple. She took it into her mouth and began to suck on it, moaning as he held her head tight against him. When it was as hard as her own, she made her way back to the other, taking that into her mouth and sucking on it until it was also firm and tense. “Um,” she moaned. “Do you like this?” Despite himself, he did find her suckling enjoyable, and he nodded his head. When he did, she slowly made her was down his chest, sucking and drawing her soft tongue against his skin, until she was finally on her knees and lapping just above his waist. It tickled just slightly, but aroused him more than that. He reached down and gently drew his fingers through her hair, twirling the strands between them. “I want it,” she ...