Lakeside Cabin - Sex Stories

Lakeside Cabin

... unbuttoned his top button. "Well, if you were to do that, I would have no choice but to do this," as he reached and unbuttoned her top button. "And this?" she questioned with another button. "This," he answered with a similar act. Soon they stood facing each other, both of them with open shirt fronts. The fire dying, the lights dim, her chest a crimson red above her bra. "Are you sure?" he asked "I am," she said He slowly walked her backwards toward the bed. As she felt the bed against her legs she stopped. He opened her shirt and began to kiss her body; her neck, her lips, her cheeks, her shoulders. He dropped to his knees and unclasped the belt holding up her skirt. As it fell to the floor she sat down on the bed and lifted her feet to allow him to remove it from around her feet. As his lips found her legs, she fell back on the bed, allowing her body to feel things she had thought long dead. His lips found her thighs, gentle nibbles, and as if of their own accord, her thighs began to spread. She felt the heat growing between her legs, the pressure building, the desire come alive. His lips found the edge of her panties...slowly putting pressure on that secret place of hers. Her breath was getting ragged, the sounds from her throat continued to surprise her. He gently pulled the damp material to one side as his tongue began to touch her... taste her... tease her. Slowly up one side and down the other, his breath so warm his tongue so wet. He paused long enough to reach ...

... beneath her and liberate her from the soft pink panties that had somehow become very wet. His hands were underneath her as he resumed his touches, her mind a blur, the need within her growing. As the realization of what she was doing swept over her, it was met by another sensation rushing over her, through her...within her. His warm lips exploring her, his tongue teasing every part of her intimacy, his hands held her tightly. The waves began to build faster and harder... intense... her body clenched... her back arched... her legs wrapped around his head and she sank back into the bed... spent and satiated. Somehow during the course of action she had shed her shirt and bra and she lay there before him naked, exposed, and feeling absolutely lovely. He stood above her with the hint of a smile on her face. Desire overtook her, a desire to please...a desire to give of herself... a desire to delight him... to cause the same intense feelings to flow through his veins. As she stood from the bed he watched her, his gaze never leaving her body. She came to him without a word and pulled him to a chair. "What do you have in mind?" he asked. "What..." her finger on his lips. "Just sit... and wait...." she whispered. As she watched him watch her she smiled. Somewhat out of character, she enjoyed him watching her move. She slowly pulled the blankets from the bed and spread them in front of the fire. She sat on the center of the blankets and looked at him. "David?" "Yes, Elizabeth." "How do you do ...