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Mmmm, I wake to a light touch across my body. The covers are off and a nice cool breeze is blowing over me. I can feel those fingers rubbing along my legs and up my side, then down my back and over my butt. Relaxing… I lay still and just enjoy the roaming fingers. Back up and into my hair, then down my cheek, around my neck, over my shoulders, and down my arm to my hand. His fingers run between mine before sliding off and resuming his roaming.

After a few minutes, I feel a kiss on my shoulder. Then a kiss on my collarbone, then up to my neck, and over to my cheek. I smile, roll my head up, and pucker for a kiss.

“Good morning” he says. “good morning, love” I reply. I lay still as he continues to massage my body, relaxing and breathing deeply as the morning starts off well.

His hands continue to move up and down my body, every now and then running across my breasts, just barely brushing my nipples. My nipples slowly tense and become very sensitive. I can feel the longing starting between my thighs. But his hands just keep roaming.

After a few minutes more, he rolls over me and gives me a kiss. Then kisses my shoulder again. Then places his mouth over my nipple and the shock radiates across my chest and down into my lower back! Finally! He sucks gently on my nipple, rolling it between his tongue and teeth. Oh yes – that is perfect. A hand runs up my thigh and onto my abdomen, then up to my breast, cupping it into his mouth. Oh, I wish he would just take me! I roll onto my back, exposing myself for his pleasure.

And then he releases my breast, pulling back a little and looking at me – his gaze lingering as I focus on him. “Good morning.” he says again and leans in for a short kiss.

And then he is gone. Off the bed, robe on, and walking downstairs. He calls from the hallway, “I’ll start breakfast – time to get up!”

I sigh… now that I’m worked up, I debate taking care of myself. But, he’s probably right – It is time to get up.

The day moves on. Breakfast was delicious. Waffles with fresh strawberries – all the time a winner!

We move outside. He is setting a stone wall while I have plants to put in the ground. Every now and then, he comes to help me – lift a bag of dirt, or pull a plant out of a big pot. Each time, before he leaves, I get a kiss and a rub. sometimes a finger brushing across a nipple, sometimes a finger up a thigh and sliding between my legs. Never much, just a touch, but enough of a touch. I know what he’s thinking, and I’m sure he’s considering what he could be doing to me if we weren’t outside working.

Later on, I head inside to begin some lunch. “10 minutes” I call to him. I get a thumbs up.

Inside, I wash my hands to get the dirt off, then pull out makings for sandwiches and some carrots and grapes. I set everything out on the island ready for a quick lunch. I have a moment to stop and breathe. I cannot help but think of all his touches. My hand moves on its own, a finger brushing between my legs, pressing a little and sliding forward, the sensation thrilling. I am definitely sensitive, the response immediate. But that will need to wait.

He walks in the door and into the kitchen. He comes up behind me, grabbing my ass before wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into him. I’m sure I can feel his cock growing… “Wash your hands before you get me all dirty! ” I scold him.

He turns around and washes his hands, soaping up his arms, getting rid of the morning’s dirt.

Lunch is delicious and refreshing. Grapes are little miracles, they pop in your mouth, flavorful and cooling. Just amazing.

The afternoon is much like the morning with work getting done and little touches here and there, some innuendo, and every now and then, on his way by, he wraps his arms around me, kisses me, and then slides a hand down to squeeze my ass, or up to cup a breast, and one time, up the back of my neck, gripping my hair tightly before planting his mouth against mine for a quick but passionate kiss.

Late afternoon has gotten hot. I’m tired. It is time for a shower. I head inside, into the nice cool air conditioning, taking off my shoes. I look at myself, covered in dirt, and realize I shouldn’t drag that dirt around so I strip off my shirt and pants and head upstairs to a shower. I drop my underwear on the floor and step into the shower, turning the water on. The cold water feels great running over my head and down my body, taking away the day’s heat.

I wash, lathering my body, the soap all slippery against my smooth skin. The day’s teasing has my nerves a little on edge, my fingers feeling just slightly erotic sliding over my body. I rub over my breasts, my nipples already a little stiff from the cold water. When I reach down and wash between my legs, I realize my lips are swollen. Already wet with excitement, I drag a finger along my vagina, just once… My body jumps from the contact. Mmmm…

I finish the shower, stepping out and drying off. Some new clothes are in order. Just a t-shirt and pants for the night in.

I go downstairs and call out for him to get a shower before dinner. He comes inside, obviously glad for the respite from the heat. He removes his boots, strips off his shirt, walks over to give me a kiss and says, “be back in a few.” I watch as he walks away, the sweat dripping down his back. That’s a good sight!

When he comes back down, he reminds me that we missed pizza night last night, so how about pizza and a movie?

It’s my turn to pick the movie, so he opened to the frig to begin getting out pizza toppings while I head to the family room to choose a movie.

I am so worked up by this point, I don’t really even want to watch the movie. I listen to him getting out the pizza sauce, the cheese, rummaging around in the vegetable drawer.

While he is pulling all of that out, I realize I’m not really hungry, either. I quickly consider other plans. I pause a moment and then realize how to get what I want. I take off my t-shirt and bra, then standing half in the buff, reach up to the top shelf of movies, extending my arms unnecessarily – but it lets my breasts hang free.

I call to him, “Can you come in here for a minute, I’ve got a couple choices I need help with.” He replies, “I’ll be over in a sec.”

I watch as he walks around the corner and sees me stretched out, breasts hanging free. It had the desired effect! Handing him a movie (not even sure what it is), I ask him, “Would you like to watch this one?” Then, running my hands over my breasts, “or play with these?”

Without hesitation, he puts the movie down and steps over, his hands cupping my breasts, fondling my nipples for a moment, and then kisses me. He replies, “I’ll take these every time.” At least he knows the right answer!

He kisses me deeply, passionately, and pulls me into an embrace, his arms enveloping me and then running down to my ass. I have been so worked up all day, I don’t think I can wait for the pleasantries.

During the kiss, I reach down and unbuckle his belt, then unbutton his pants and begin to push them down. I break the kiss and drag his pants down over his hips, kissing down his chest as I move. As I lower his pants, his underwear pulls over his cock – and it snaps up straight. Ok, so he’s ready as well! I kiss the head of his cock as I push his pants to his ankles and then stand up. He looks down, kicks his pants off and reaches for mine.

I stop him, nudging him backwards until his legs bump the couch, forcing him to sit down. Then I take a step back. “Take your shirt off,” I tell him. He obeys, almost eagerly, and then looks back at me. I unbutton my pants and begin to unzip. My groin is sending shocks throughout my body in anticipation. Rocking my hips side to side, I inch my pants down, slowly exposing my curves. The excitement wells up within me. This feels so erotic, his eyes glued to my body as I reveal inch after inch, the desire obvious in his gaze. My pants slide over my hips and down my thighs in one last motion. I step out of them. I hook my thumbs into my underwear, sliding them around back as I turn around, facing away from him. I continue dancing my hips from side to side and push the thin material down over my ass, pausing for effect. As my ass is exposed, I suddenly feel his hands on me, wrapping around my legs, his face planting a kiss on my left butt cheek, then over to my right. I continue to drop my underwear, bending over to push it down to my ankles – his face buried between my ass cheeks, I’m sure he is enjoying that show. I rise back up. With his arms still wrapped around my legs, I turn around, my pussy meeting his face this time. He inhales deeply, sending shivers through me as the cool air crosses my groin.

I put a hand against his chest and push him back against the couch. “This is going to be fast!” I tell him as I put a knee on the couch next to his thigh. I reach for his cock, still stiff and bouncing, and stroke it once. Then I put my other knee on the couch and lower myself towards him. I guide his cock head against my pussy, sliding him back and forth, spreading my wetness over his head. The contact against my swollen lips is electric, jolts of electricity shooting through me as I move his cock head around. I rock my hips backwards and lower onto him, his head penetrating me – my lips wrapping around him, a deep exhale escaping my lips. Oh, I have been waiting for this all day!

I lift off of him and then move back down over his cock head. His hands reach up to my sides, gripping me eagerly – his fingers clawing into my flesh. Oh, yes – this is gonna be VERY fast…

I continue sliding down his shaft, the heat of his erection searing my insides, his shaft spreading me open. My hand keeps playing with his cock, spreading my wetness. I inhale deeply one more time and move my fingers, then finish my descent, putting all my weight down, impaling myself. I feel his cock bottom – and my insides begin to vibrate. My hips begin to shake. To steady myself, I place a hand on his chest and begin rocking my hips. A funny wondered enters my mind – I feel like I’m riding a bronco – and in jest, I put my other hand up behind me and begin rocking back and forth hard! With each movement back and forth, his cock starts to pull out and then gets plunged back in deeply! Oh, it’s fantastic. I figure out why they call this position “cowgirl!” All I need is the hat!

He sets his hands on the top my my hips and rocks with me. We get in a rhythm, and I can feel him swelling. It won’t be very long. He thrusts up every time I rock forward – his cock driving into my cervix, impaling me – and it is so sweet!

I pause for a moment, his manhood deep inside of me, reveling in his heat, his throbbing, feeling him inside. I arch backwards, pushing my shoulders back, stretching my body tight, my breasts standing out. He reaches both hands up, sliding up my stomach and cupping my breasts, massaging them, squeezing them, his fingers rolling my nipples… I could scream in ecstacy!

I lean forward again and look straight into his eyes, thrusting my hips forward and back again

staring into his eyes, I call out, “Harder!” as I begin squeezing my ass cheeks, bouncing up and down. I move an arm up under my breasts to keep them from bouncing so hard.

He moans, “Oh, gosh… I’m there!” His hands pull me down against him. I feel him push hard into me. That sets me off, and my pussy clamps around him, milking him with every movement. He cannot wait and cums hard – the hot wave of semen spreading inside of me – a flash of fire starting between my legs and filling me, radiating up through my chest and exploding out the back of my neck! I grip his chest hairs, clamping to him and begin thrusting forward and back again. I feel him squirt inside me a second time, his orgasm fueling mine. My body convulses as my eyes close and my orgasm takes over. My hips moving uncontrollably and my pussy clamping and releasing as he moves inside of me. His hands grab me around the back, pulling his head into my chest between my breasts – his mouth sliding up my sternum. He pulls me into him and holds me there – my body unable to move in his grip – only my hips still rocking. He continues to grip me, arms unyielding, his mouth wandering to my breasts, sucking on my hard, sensitive nipples as each wave washes over me.

He thrusts again and again, emptying himself into me. My senses begin to return – feeling his warmth fill me. I take several breaths, exhaling through pursed lips, every breath resulting in more shivers.

His passion slows, his orgasm expended. I can feel him relax under me. But, I still have a longing. That was fast and wonderful, but the teasing has gone on all day – and I’ve still got more in me.

I put a hand on his shoulder and push him left, laying him down on the couch – leaning over him with his cock shrinking inside of me, and give him a kiss. He reaches around me and pulls me down onto him – his tongue eagerly searching for mine. The kiss – it’s wonderful. Although he is spent, there is still plenty of passion there. As we continue to kiss, I feel him starting to fall out of me. I can almost hear my pussy groan as his cock slides out. The longing is immediate.

Our kiss lasts a few more moments. When he breaks away and looks at me, I smile at him and say, “now for dessert.” I smile, a big, wicked grin.

I sit up a little, putting a hand on his chest to support myself. Then I lift my hips off of him and move one leg, then the other. I crawl up over his stomach and then his chest. He moans back at me, “oh my…” I grip the end of the couch for stability and lift my legs over his arms, straddling his face. His arms reach under and around my legs, reaching up and grabbing my ass cheeks. I lower my pussy down, his face coming up to meet me. And his tongue touches me – I inhale quickly as sparks shoot through me from the contact.

He slides the tip of his tongue around my clitoris before he presses inside of me, enveloping my labia with his mouth. His tongue penetrates me and slides forward and backwards, caressing my sweetness. His mouth releases me and moves around, following his tongue around my lips, up and around my clit, and then back down the other side. I can feel every nerve ending.

My pussy spasms from the touch, again and again, clenching and releasing. I let out a soft moan, “ohhhh, yessss…. yesss…. Lick me…..” And then I can feel it, his cum moving inside of me, starting to squeeze out – each spasm moving it inside of me. He knows it’s there and dives in, using his mouth, driving my movements. He starts moaning, the vibrations against my clit begin me going again. Each time he sucks on my clit, my muscles clench. He releases me and slides his tongue down my vagina and back up to my clit to repeat. Each time my muscles clench, I can feel his cum slide towards my entrance, and then his mouth moves up and down my pussy…

With his mouth tight against me, he moans. My body immediately shivers in response. This is it. This is the feeling I needed! This is what I have been yearning for since this morning… I feel the warmth of his mouth spreading through me, radiating from my groin, up my torso and out my limbs. my face flushes – where is the fan?! He continues, his moans turn into a higher pitched humming, his tongue pressed against my clit. He slides a finger inside of me – his cum and my wetness make that an easy thing to do! That finger sends shocks through me. He curls his finger, rubbing across my g-spot with glorious pressure.

He increases the speed of both his humming and his finger. My eyes close and a put a hand down on him for stability.

I am there! I stop moving, letting him do what he does. My entire body tenses. I’m being pressed like I’m inside a balloon, every muscle tightening as he continues his humming, and that finger pressure… I cannot stop it, I cannot hold back.

And the balloon pops – a flood of sensation gushes forth, washing over every muscle as my body releases the tension. I convulse once, then a second time, then a third. with each convulsion, my orgasm pours out of me and over his face. His mouth full, I hear his moan, “yes… oh yes… that’s it…” the encouragement releasing another wave, another flood from my lips and he keeps going! AAAaaahhhh, I grab his head, holding him against me. I don’t want it to ever stop…

But I do… want it to stop… just not yet… As the last few waves wash over me, I can feel my nerve endings, raw and abused, they are starting to make themselves heard. I try to lift myself off of him, but my thighs are too weak, too shaky to support me. pushing his head down into the couch, I let out a shaky laugh, “stop… stop…” And move down a little to his chest.

He slowly withdraws his finger, wriggling it as he does. That feels so good, and yet already I can feel the soreness starting.

I look him in the eyes and breathe, once, then again. Then scoot down some more and lean forward, resting on his chest, kissing him. His lips are wet with our passion. His cum from earlier, mixed with my juices. I taste it on him. I’m not sure that I like it, but getting there was hot! I kiss his chin, his cheek, his lips, and then trace around his lips with my tongue, feeling the mix of our juices, slippery and sticky at the same time. He purses his lips and I place mine against his. His tongue searches for mine, a slow, erotic, relaxing exchange, just two mouths, exploring.

And then I collapse, my head on his chest, his heartbeat, rapid and steady, relaxing. I think I could stay here forever…. I know my joints will begin yelling soon, but for now, I’ll just enjoy the moment.

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