Whispers of another world

The Moore family lived in a large house in suburbia, a typical set up where neighbors compete for a better lawn and SUVs crawl along the otherwise silent street. They had the customary big front lawn and massive back garden, walled in by a fence. In the day, things were still. At night, there was even less excitement.

Clara shuddered in her slumber as the sparkling sunlight illuminated her flawless face. It was a beautiful Saturday morning. The tall oaks standing in front of their suburban family house, cast large shadows onto the wall. As the sun rays continued to dance across Clara's frame, she began to wake up. The raven haired beauty was used to sleep naked in summer time. Her mature, curvy body was developed well. She had gorgeous ample breasts with large pink nipples, her midsection toned, yet curvy lead to freshly shaven pussy. Her thighs and legs smooth.

She was indeed a slender, tall beauty. Willowy but with curves in all the right places. A hourglass shaped waist, with childbearing hips that curved outward in the most delicate yet sensual of ways. That heart shaped ass of her’s caused many of their male neighbour to look her way as she passed.

judging by the weather the last few days, it had to have been a clear day with the bright rays of the sun working its way up creating a beautiful sunrise which is rare occasion on it's own. Clara woke up to her husband sleeping beside her and she leaned onto her side to watch his slightly hairy chest rise and fall. Her raven hair spilled over her shoulders and the blanket covered her hourglass shaped hips. Her chest was left bare and those orb-like breasts jiggled with even the tiny movement she made.

Deciding to rise, she went into the bathroom to freshen up. Finally done, she put on, one of those skimpy silken bathrobes which pulled taut across her hourglass shaped waist. She left the bath and walked downstairs into the kitchen. However, on her way down the hallway, she couldn’t help but see her Tim’s bedroom being left slightly opened. She remembered Justin, one of Tim’s friends was spending the night at their place. Clara peaked inside, curious to what she might see inside.

Justin lay there as he slumbered, or tried to. It was hard to stay asleep when he was so hard... the same went for Tim, asleep next to him. Mostly asleep in the same bed. The two of them were many things, but "homophobic" was not one of them. "Strapping" was a term that did apply, however. Also, "well endowed," and of course "throbbingly erect." Then again, that alone wouldn't be a particularly big deal if not for such applicable labels as "athletic," "hard bodied," and "mostly nude." A pair of boxers alone couldn't conceal the full size of their girthy, magnificent young cocks, let alone the smooth young skin covering their athletic muscles.