Summer In the Ozarks - Sex Stories

Summer In the Ozarks

... mimicking what she saw with hers. Her hands grazed across her breasts, rubbing slowly through the soft fabric of her light dress. Her skin tingled as she worked her way around and across, and her head tilted back slightly; not far enough to loose sight of the wet man mere feet from her, simply enough to Callow a throaty moan to escape in a whisper from her body. She rubbed her large, tender breasts with the palm of her hand, nearly mesmerized by the view. She began to imagine she was not alone, and that he was standing there with her, taking her soft breasts in his hand and gently caressing and massaging them one at a time. Her fingers found her large nipples and she rubbed these now, squeezing and pinching gently. She imagined her fingers were his teeth, gently nibbling on her sensitive spots, filling her body with lust. She squeezed harder, bringing them to large, puffy points, increased by the high sensitivity she enjoyed so much. She nearly missed the water in the shower being turned off. She didn’t want to ruin the surprise. She composed herself and quickly, silently, stole into the bedroom. She removed her clothing as quickly as she could before climbing between the unused sheets, careful not to drop her western boots onto the floor. Then she waited. She heard the hair dryer and imagined him drying his hair. It was blonde and thick, and as she pictured him standing there, completely naked, her hands lowered onto her stomach. They slowly slid down, barely an inch at a ...

... time, until they reached the soft, gentle fuzz below her waist. One finger carefully crept lower until it reached the soft folds of her vagina. It touched her mound, already warm with desire, and fluttered across her moist folds like the wings of a butterfly. She sucked in her breath, hoping to contain the sudden moan that formed in her mouth, and waited. She knew pleasure waited. Footsteps crossed the floor from the bathroom. She watched across the room as they drew closer, and anticipation filled her body. She could hear him drawing closer with each step, and she smiled, waiting for him to finally appear. Cal stepped into the room with absolutely no idea he was not alone. He came to a sudden halt when he discovered the sheets were no longer flat across the bed, and that someone was between them. He exhaled upon seeing who was waiting for him, and a sense of relief flooded his body. “It looks like someone got here early,” he insisted with a smile. “I wanted to surprise you,” she offered, smiling right back at him. He stepped over to the side of the bed as the last drops of water glistened in the sunlight. “Is there room for me?” he asked as he looked down upon her lush body, still covered Call the way to her chin with the cover. “Nope,” she teased. His eyebrow rose sharply. “No?” he questioned. “Nope, not yet,” she taunted. “You have to do something for me first.” He smiled down at her as her hands slowly snaked out from beneath the covers and gently made their way to her ...