1. Summer In the Ozarks


    Date: 5/12/2016, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: Arkansas63, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    Summer had finally arrived in the Ozarks. The winter had been long and troublesome and, unlike the global warming predicted, it had been cold. Very cold. Colder than it had been in decades, and with more snow than even the oldest of the town elders could recall. It coated the houses, it coated the cars, and it coated the streets. The ice was thick and, in many cases, simply refused to return to the liquid state from which it had begun. But that was over. The snow had melted, the air had warmed, and green was beginning to cover the land once again. Cal awoke on one of those warm spring mornings as the sunlight filtered into his bedroom through the thin curtains and half opened blinds. It was Saturday and he was off from work for the entire week. He could lounge about the house, work in the yard, or do anything his heart desired. However, he had plans. Plans with a special friend from far away. Plans with someone who wanted to spend time with him and enjoy his company. He lay on the bed, on top of the sheets. He usually slept that way, quite warm without the burden of extra cloth on his body. A body which, also as usual, was completely naked, free of pajamas, shorts, or even underwear. He always slept in this manner, unburdened by the confines others managed to take comfort in. It was liberating for him, and the only time he had worn nightclothes, he found them to be too restricting, too uncomfortable. They grabbed where he did not want them to grab, folded in places he did ...
    not enjoy them folding. That lasted for just a few hours into the night. He had been so uncomfortable that he could not even sleep. Only when he stripped them from his body did he feel relaxed and unburdened enough to allow sleep to hold him gently in her arms. He wanted to rejoin that soothing mistress of the dark but he had to get up. Silvia was taking the bus into town and he wanted to be there to greet her. It had been a long time since they last saw one another, and he knew her visit would be enjoyable. He smiled with his eyes mostly closed. He knew the next few days would be very enjoyable indeed. She had a ravenous sexual appetite, matched only by his own desires. His hand slowly slithered down his chest and across his stomach as he thought of her, his mind filled with anticipation. He missed her beautiful eyes, her soft hair, and her wonderful lips. Lips, which he focused his thoughts on as he slowly reached down to his shift, lips that were talented and enjoyable. Lips that would make him feel more of a man than he ever felt otherwise with anyone else. His fingers snaked about his rod, squeezing slowly, releasing the pressure just as slowly. He pictured not his own hand there, but the soft, gentle grasp of Silvia as she held his member firmly. It throbbed for her in his mind as well as his own hand, growing longer and thicker. How he wanted this to be her hand, to feel her fingers about his hardening shaft, to feel her tug and jerk his manhood. Hers were the hands so ...
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