1. Good Morning


    Date: 4/12/2018, Categories: Masturbation, Author: hopp3r, Source: LushStories

    Micheal stepped out of the shower and wrapped himself around the waist with a towel. Steam had filled the small room with a thick fog that clung to every metal surface in sight. He approached the mirror and wiped a section clear with a clean slash of his hand and found himself starring back at his own eyes. He winked at himself and smiled. Continuing to remove the thin layer of mist revealed more of his body and more and more he was liking what he saw. In the last year he had begun a regular workout regiment and his efforts were paying off. Nice broad shoulders, a firm chest, and ridges on his abs just deep enough to cast shadows. He smiled and gave himself a quick flex in the mirror before walking out into the bedroom and allowing himself to air dry. On the bed, deep in the covers and still sound asleep, was Melissa. Normally she beat him out of bed but on weekends she took advantage of the luxury of sleeping in. Micheal stared at her and traced the curves of her face with his eyes. He followed down the bridge of her nose, made little circles around her cheeks, and held his gaze on her lower lip just long enough to feel like he was burning a little punctuation mark onto it. She had one arm above the blankets and was holding a gentle grip on a section just in front her as if she was afraid that someone might pull her away from the soft haven of the sheets. Unfortunately for her, someone was gearing up to do just that. He walked over to her edge of the bed and stroked the ...
    side of her face with a softness that made her stir peacefully. "Hey you," he cooed into her ear. Melissa made a small satisfactory groan and dug her head deeper into the pillow. Micheal removed the covers behind her and asked, "Did you sleep good?" She only gave the same sleepy moan in response. He ran his eyes down her backside and was nearly tempted to spoon right in behind her. She wore a pale blue tank top and pair of white cotton panties that made her look so soft that he was helpless but to reach out and give her a playful squeeze. Her body felt electric under his touch and he began to gently massage her back. Melissa made a few more adorable noises and turned her head to look at him. "Hey you," she whispered. Micheal continued to rub her back while she repositioned herself firmly onto her stomach and closed her eyes. "That feels nice," she said encouragingly. "Yeah? I enjoy doing this," he confessed. He kept rubbing as best as he could while sliding up her tank top to expose more of her skin. She had a small tattoo on her lower back of a flower, a memento of her wilder years. He traced the edges of the mark with his fingers and felt her muscles flex into his touch with a mix of satisfied encouragement and ticklish discomfort. Micheal began to use both hands to massage her muscles in the way he had learned she liked most after dozens of similar mornings. After working out a few knots at the bottom of her shoulder blades he moved his focus lower and lower until his fingers ...
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