Lakeside Cabin - Sex Stories

Lakeside Cabin

... that?" she asked. "Do what?" "Just the way you sit there watching me makes me feel beautiful." she answered. His smile widened as she extended an arm and wiggled one finger in that universal "come here" gesture. He slowly rose from his chair and joined her in front of the fire. She whispered softly, "David, you have given me an amazing gift... in so many ways... you have made me feel alive, to feel wanted and desired... to feel beautiful." As she moved to one side of him she placed her hands on his back and gently pushed him down. Lying on his stomach he folded his arm under his head and closed his eyes. Climbing atop him she straddled him, her hands on his back, her thighs tightly against his sides. She began to slowly stoke his back... his arms... his shoulders. As she bent to kiss his neck her nipples brushed his back... an electric thrill coursed through her. "Tell me this," she said. "Why does this feel so right?" "I don't know," he offered, "But it does." They were silent as she continued to explore his body, her hands finding every part of him, kneading... caressing... needing. As she felt his body relax she crawled off of him and lifting his arm helped him roll to his back. "You're clay, and I'm the sculptor," she whispered. "Stay where I put you and don't move." She positioned his arms so they were straight out from his body. She gently spread his legs slightly apart. Crawling on her hands and knees she began to kiss his body. Starting at his left hand she slowly ...

... kissed up his arms, as she moved slowly higher she felt him quiver with anticipation. Her lips found his chest, his neck, his throat... his lips. He returned her kisses hungrily but as instructed... he didn't move. Breaking their kiss she began to move down his body. Her lips found his chest, in her opinion, a perfect chest, just the right amount of hair...enough to be masculine without being in the way. Her lips found his nipple; slowly she circled in with kisses before taking it into her mouth and biting down gently. His hiss of pleasure brought a smile to her face. Looking up at him she found him to be watching her, their eyes locked as she pulled away from his chest and moved lower. She took her time moving down his body, certain of what she would find. To his frustration, she moved to one side and continued to kiss down his hip and thigh. The groan of disappointment made her laugh. "Silly boy..." she said. Her attention to his body was precise; her fingertips traced random patterns on his skin. As she reached his ankle, her eyes met his and she began to move up his other leg. She held his gaze as she slowly climbed ...his calf... his knee... his thigh... his inner thigh. Closing her eyes and bending her head as if to bow, she let her cold hair fall across his firmness, moving from side to side, her eyes closed, she began to lower her head... slowly... imperceptibly... she moved closer. He felt her hot breath on him now. Her lips so close to touching him, his desire growing. ...