Random naughty thoughts inspired by my holiday weekend ......
Can you feel these eyes darting over your body from behind my Foster Grants as you lie there in that deck chair? Your shirt unbuttoned past the navel, pushed to the sides, giving all and sundry the perfect view of your chest. Licking my lips, I watch a bead of sweat form just below your chin, slowly build, pick up steam and fall. Slipping over your tan skin, weaving thru the forest of hair covering your pecks and down your treasure trail down to the waistband of your shorts and beyond. My fingers and toes twitch with the need to retrace the path of that drop over your skin. Squirming in my own lounge chair as I hear you sigh and yawn, settling down into your nap in the sun. Inching forward, my feet slip from my flip-flops, legs stretched reaching for you. Slowly, barley, like the lightest warm breeze my toe brushes your calf, up to your knee, wiggling in behide it. I see a semi conscience smile on your lush lips, and my toes continue their exploration up the outside of your thigh to your waist. Farther and farther I venture until I poke you in the pit and you jump slightly and the smile on your lips grows wider. My toes and foot migrate to your chest now, feeling the soft fur benethe them tickling them and a nervous giggle escapes my own lips.
"I hear that." You say in your deep confident voice, but I don't heed you warning and my toes just keep on swirling around your pecs, tweaking your nips and causing your sharp intakes of breath. Enbolden, my toes travel down your tummy, over your belly button, before they come to rest on your crotch. Moaning along with you as I feel the hardness of your cock thru your shorts. Closing my eyes as my toes stroke you, loosing myself in the moment ........
Crash! Bang!
You are out of your chair, pushing me back into mine, pulling my glasses off my face, staring into my eyes with your fierce hazel ones, pinning my arms to my sides, whispering in my ear with hot breath ......
"My turn now ......."
Can you feel these eyes darting over your body from behind my Foster Grants as you lie there in that deck chair? Your shirt unbuttoned past the navel, pushed to the sides, giving all and sundry the perfect view of your chest. Licking my lips, I watch a bead of sweat form just below your chin, slowly build, pick up steam and fall. Slipping over your tan skin, weaving thru the forest of hair covering your pecks and down your treasure trail down to the waistband of your shorts and beyond. My fingers and toes twitch with the need to retrace the path of that drop over your skin. Squirming in my own lounge chair as I hear you sigh and yawn, settling down into your nap in the sun. Inching forward, my feet slip from my flip-flops, legs stretched reaching for you. Slowly, barley, like the lightest warm breeze my toe brushes your calf, up to your knee, wiggling in behide it. I see a semi conscience smile on your lush lips, and my toes continue their exploration up the outside of your thigh to your waist. Farther and farther I venture until I poke you in the pit and you jump slightly and the smile on your lips grows wider. My toes and foot migrate to your chest now, feeling the soft fur benethe them tickling them and a nervous giggle escapes my own lips.
"I hear that." You say in your deep confident voice, but I don't heed you warning and my toes just keep on swirling around your pecs, tweaking your nips and causing your sharp intakes of breath. Enbolden, my toes travel down your tummy, over your belly button, before they come to rest on your crotch. Moaning along with you as I feel the hardness of your cock thru your shorts. Closing my eyes as my toes stroke you, loosing myself in the moment ........
Crash! Bang!
You are out of your chair, pushing me back into mine, pulling my glasses off my face, staring into my eyes with your fierce hazel ones, pinning my arms to my sides, whispering in my ear with hot breath ......
"My turn now ......."
