then I remembered we're all quarantined and some of us are stuck alone during this lockdown. Based on the amount of (new) traffic this site is getting - and the proliferation of stories! - many of us are in the same boat together.
Last night was a little chilly but I left the windows open to let in fresh air. Waking up with the sunrise and birds chirping, I felt so comfortable snuggled in the blankets, wishing I had someone else there to share the bed with. Two warm bodies up against each other. Nibbling on the nape of her neck. Tracing a finger down her side and along the curves of her hips. Toes and legs entwined just enjoying being together.
Thinking these thoughts, my Morning Wood began to throb and I could feel my pre-come making a bigger and bigger damp spot in my boxers. Keeping my eyes closed, I imagined the scent of her hair and quiet moans as she started to writhe tightly against my hips. Slipping a hand into my boxers, I started to lightly rub the head of my engorged cock. Teasing myself and lost in my imagination, I started to move my hand faster and faster, using the natural lube now leaking copiously.
Then I stopped and paused. Right on the edge of orgasm. Right on the edge of messing my boxers like a randy teenager. I held my hand against myself as I pictured her stopping mid-thrust, holding me deep inside and just savoring the feelings. As my erection twitched with excitement, I started again but this time couldn't stop myself. With a quiet, gratified moan I let go and filled my already damp boxers.
Laying there for a minute or two, I let the moment pass over me, sighed that it was all a dream, then got out of bed.
Cleaned things up then jumped on Solotouch!
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