1. Maggie's Farm


    Date: 6/9/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    on mine, moving slowly together as if we were still dancing. For a moment we stopped and gazed into each others eyes. I was on top, cradled between her legs. “I don’t want this to end.” She looked up at me. I smiled and nodded. “ Thom, make love to me, make love to me.” I entered her slowly, moving deeper, her legs and arms embracing me, holding me in her warm wetness, both of us moving as one, the exquisite sensation growing as the music of Vivaldi came up the stairs, building to a crescendo, urging us to move faster and harder until I felt her body tensing, trembling and suddenly exploding as a huge orgasm swept over her, and the sound of her screaming filled the room, followed by the ecstatic intensity of my voice. Writhing as I filled her with gushes of my hot cum, her legs held me in place with my cock deep in her. I couldn’t budge, but could only lay there panting with her warmth under me. When I rolled onto my back, I gathered her in my arms with her head on my shoulder, her leg draped over mine. We didn’t speak. The room was quiet, the music had stopped and there we were, feeling the warmth of our bodies in the silence and dim light of the candles. The next morning when I woke up, she was gone. I leaped out of bed and went to the window and saw her coming back from the barn, carrying a bucket in one hand and a basket of eggs in the other. I put on my jeans, went into the bathroom, peed, and looked at myself in the mirror, then splashed water on my face, gulping a ...
    drink in the cup of my hand, and then went down to the kitchen just as the screen door slammed. “ Hi there, sleepyhead,” she said, placing the bucket of milk on the floor next to the sink and the basket of eggs on the counter. She opened the oven and with a thick potholder pulled out a batch of muffins. “How about an apple cinnamon muffin with homemade butter, some strong coffee and a batch of Maggie’s special scrambled eggs?” She went to the refrigerator, pulled out a plate of yellow butter and placed it on the table. I was dazzled by her energy and efficiency. “ Maggie, you’re amazing.” I was unable to take my eyes off of her. “ You’re right. I'm amazing.” She chuckled and started pouring the milk from the bucket through a filter into a big gallon jar, then efficiently made the scrambled eggs and within ten minutes we clicked our coffee mugs and had a delicious breakfast. While putting things in the sink, she turned to me while I sat at the table. She looked so beautiful standing there, her long auburn hair halfway down her back, dressed in her faded jeans and baggy flannel shirt, those green eyes now looking at me with a serious expression before speaking. “ I want you to stay here, Thom.” “ Wow, this is so sudden. We just met.” “ We belong together. I know that.” She looked into my eyes. “And I’m never wrong.” Her words took my breath away. I was stunned and suddenly felt my heart swell. I got up and went over to her and we hugged, holding each other. I couldn’t believe what ...
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