COMMENTS: Thanks to my Lit friends who have encouraged me to submit my story and to those who have offered suggestions and their editing skills.
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This story was written several months ago, for a very dear friend. You know who you are!
STORY:
I stood there on the cabin deck, waiting on him. It had been 3 months since our last meeting and I'd missed his touch more than I ever thought possible. To celebrate our birthdays, we decided to splurge on a rental cabin for a long weekend instead of the usual one or two day meeting at my place or at a motel.
Patsy Cline was going 'Crazy' on the radio, which allowed him to slip up behind me without my notice. When I felt hands covering mine on the deck railing, it startled me. "OH, God!"
He gathered me close, "I'm sorry, babe, I didn't mean to startle you," he apologized while kissing my cheek, then rubbing his cheek against mine. The scent of his cologne enveloped me. God, it felt good to be back in his arms.
He started kissing my neck, right there at my shoulders and worked his way up my neck, causing me to shiver. I tilted my head, give him better access and he took it. The warmth of his mouth and tongue gave me little tingles as he nipped at me, Oh Lord; he knows what that does to me.
I felt him tug my blouse out of my denim shorts and slip his warm hands underneath it to cup my sensitive breasts. He squeezed them gently, scraping his thumbnail across my sensitive tips.
"MMMMMMM," I moaned.
"Do you like that, sweets?"
"You know I do."
He pulled his hands free of my blouse and slid one of them up the back of my neck, and grasped my hair and tugged, turning my face towards his. As he kissed me, his other hand started to unbutton the top of my blouse. He deepened the kiss and pressed his hardness against my ass, once again causing me to moan. When I pressed my ass back against him, he gasped. In no time, he had my blouse unfastened and with a flick of his wrist, had my bra open. He cupped my breasts with both hands and whispered in my ear, "I'm going to fuck you so good."
"God, YES!"
He tortured my nipples, knowing I loved that. Rolling them between his fingers, then tugging on them, raking his fingernail across the very tip. I just laid my head back on his shoulder and let the burning tingle float through my body. Lord, he knows how to make my body sing.
I slipped my hand back between our bodies and caressed his cock. And I smiled when his moan vibrated against my neck. "Is that what you want, baby?"