Spunk Mouth

I’ve often thought about making love on the sands of a
moonlit beach but, you made my thoughts reality when you took
me in your arms. I thought it would stop there. But, as you
continued to work your way down my body exploring every
crevice of my being, I knew different.

After you made your first move, I took over, I felt
your body respond. As I took your hot, throbbing organ into
my mouth I felt you tremble. When I finished, I gazed up
at your handsome muscular body and knew what I wanted.

I pulled you down and begged you to take me then.
All I knew was pleasure as you entered me. Mm. You were, oh so
good! I felt you thrusting harder and harder until the ecstasy
was almost painful. But, oh it hurt so good! It felt as though
we were on the realm of another world and time.

As we lay beside each other afterwards, I could
see that you were still excited and seeing that, made my
excitement rise. As I bent over, I begged you to enter me this
way. I felt you thrust your manhood into my ass. The night
continued on as we experimented finding ways to drive
each other to unknown heights exploring each other’s
sensitive parts. Tasting each other’s taste.

But, that was only one summer night….

The drive from the city had been tiring. There seemed to be more than the
usual number of idiots on the road today. Perhaps they, like us, were just
hoping to take advantage of the long weekend. At least they were not coming
to “our” woods. We had purchased the cabin from a friend of ours last month.
We needed a place to just get away and be alone, together.

Turning off the main road, we drive the mile and a half through the woods, on
the stone lane, to the cabin. Nestled in the woods, the cabin is somewhat
isolated. The nearest “neighbor” is about a quarter-mile hike through the
trees. We don’t know if anyone is there for the weekend, nor do we really
care.
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I was 18, a magical age. My best friend, Paul, was spending the summer
with his father and had given me his paper route while he was gone.
It had taken me a couple of days to collect from all his customers and
I was dropping off the receipts with his mother, Shelly.

She was a good-looking woman in her mid-30’s. I’d know her and Paul
for quite some time and was on a first name basis with her.

“Here it is, Shelly. Took me a while to catch everyone at home.” I said.

“No problem, Mark. I’ll run it by the newspaper offices tomorrow.
Now I’ve got a slight favor to ask of you. With Paul gone, I really
need the grass mowed. Would you mind? You can have a dip in the pool
and $20 when you’re done.”

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