I wonder how it would have been if I didn’t stop him from kissing me, I thought reluctantly. His strong, balmy hands had felt so wonderful against ...y body. And that mouth; I bit down on my bottom lip, imagining the perfect sculpted curve of his mouth kissing my lips hard, planting soft coaxing kisses on my neck, my collarbone and my full, bloated breasts. I felt my hands cup my supple breasts, and I arched my head back into the pillow. I pinched my erect nipples through my nightdress,. So my dad built a tree house in our backyard on our oak tree. I remembering peering up and looking at that tree, I thought the tree could have reached into the sky. We finished the ladder to the tree house and that soon became our second home. A place where no one could bother us and a place where you could only be let in by my discretion. I remember Annie clear and vivid. Her long straight black hair that just shimmered in the sunlight as she ran, the ways her eyes twinkled as though the stars. Terrance said “God that was good” and we both fell back breathing heavily.After a minute or two, Terrance said “I gotta get home, I’ll see you tomorrow” and he left. I spread my towel on the ground and pulled my cock out. I closed my eyes as I stroked and thought about sucking his big cock. I was shocked back to reality by a mans voice asking “do you want to suck another one” and when I looked up, it was one of the brothers named Jim. He was naked and big, with a hairy fat belly and chest.. Nor would he have been so careless as to leave his lover unattended for any length of time without a drink or other distraction."Hello," Paul said boldly to the gentleman and sat down on the antiquated barstool beside him. "I've seen you here before. What's your name?"Paul had never been very good at introducing himself but in Nudeworld his unsubtlety was never remarked on."Well, good evening," said the gentleman in a well-articulated voice. "It's Paul, isn't it? My name's Virgil. Like the.