Country Boy

Dusk of night, I can barely see the star's...the moon is beginning to make it's way over the treetops...He brings me to a special place, somewhere I've never been, I'm anxious and excited...filled with questions and amazment....A blanket, a basket, and a stack of wood comes into view..just what do you have in mind I wonder...then suductive thoughts begin to swirl and colide in my mind...Oh if only you knew what I could do, my innocent little county boy...Props are set in place...bond fire is roaring, I find myself longing to be touched...lips so soft, a voice so sultry as he sings me a love song...fingers back and forth over the strings, I imagine them tracing thighs and breasts with every stroke....strawberries and peaches, dripping, wet, running down his chest...I want to kiss him everywhere...if he only knew my craving for him, what would he do? I finally cannot hide my desire, he see's it in my eyes, his reaction was more passionate, more sensual, more intimate than I ever imagined in my thoughts...carresses of my face, lips kissing softly over my body, hands move passionatly over my breasts as if he had studied me for a lifetime...knowing everything I needed before I even knew, swiftly bringing me to that orgasmic high, I push hard, as he pushes deeply and we both moan loudly in pleasure, gripping the blanket I now lie upon I quiver in satisfaction...my country boy, made my fantasy become a reality........

 

 

 

By: R Fuller 5/28/2011