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Spring Fever (MF)
by Anonymous
***
For reasons you will soon learn, Spring Break is my favorite time of
year. It is a time my wife, Jill and I are allowed to get away together
and leave the every day stress and strain of work, family, and a
thousand other distractions behind and just enjoy being with each other.
We typically choose a vacation location that offers warm weather, good
golf, and nice restaurants.
This particular Spring Break was spent in Hilton Head, one of our
favorite places to visit. The plans where for us to share a large condo
with another couple from our home town, play different golf courses
daily, and generally relax for the week.
Since we were going to spend the week with others, in order for Jill and
I to have a few days alone we decided to leave a couple of days earlier
than our friends and meet them when they arrived.
Jill and I were in our early forties at the time and although we had
been married for over 20 years the anticipation of some quality time
together was very exciting for us. For some reason we don't seem to get
tired of being together. My personal reason is because I find Jill very
attractive and after all of these years she is still very desirable. We
both keep ourselves in good shape and try to take care of our bodies.
We have a history of enjoying pre-planned, romantic, encounters and role
playing as opposed to routine quickies. This seems to keep our love life
exciting so it was natural that I had been looking forward to this
encounter for some time.
Jill is a Sunday School teacher and a well respected member of the
community. Her appearance and demeanor is that of a very conservative
woman without a hint of a vice. However, beneath the surface lives an
entirely different being. On the rare occasion when she gets away from
home and has a few drinks she undergoes a complete personality change.
She becomes much more comfortable with her sexuality and even approaches
open exhibitionism. Now, I'm not complaining because nothing excites me
more than watching other men lust after her. Everyone likes having
something that others want but can't have. This particular vacation had
been planned for some time and the anticipation was really getting to
me.
One of my greatest turn-ons for me is women in short, denim skirts, a
fact that I, in passing related to Jill and she had acted upon by
purchasing one, but had never let me see it. She said that she was
saving it for a special night. I begged several times for her to try it
on for me but she refused and I eventually forgot about it.
We arrived in Hilton Head Saturday afternoon and checked into the condo.
Our friends weren't coming until Monday night so we had at least a
couple of days alone. We decided to have dinner at a local Mexican
restaurant we had visited and enjoyed on a previous trip. It was a large
place, popular with both tourists and locals and famous for their
marguerites.
Marguerites have a special effect on Jill and I felt obligated to
suggest that maybe this would be a good time for her to try out her new
skirt. I also indicated that it would be nice if she didn't wear any
underwear, another of my weaknesses. She didn't respond directly to my
wishes so I decided she probably wasn't in the mood. I didn't press the
issue. I just took a shower, dressed for dinner, and watched TV while
Jill got ready.
"My God," I said, when she came out of the bedroom. "You look
fantastic." She had indeed worn the skirt and also a grey, knit top that
was not overly tight but snug enough to reveal the tell-tale bumps of
her ever prominent nipples. Jill has fantastic breasts. They are not
large but perfectly formed and firm. Her nipples are pinkish tan and are
particularly sensitive and stand up at the slightest hint of arousal.
She looked very sexy and my only disappointment was that she was wearing
panty hose and my heart was set on her being totally naked beneath the
skirt but I didn't want to spoil her mood so I didn't say anything.
I couldn't take my eyes off her. The denim skirt was all that I had
imagined. It was short, well above her knees and clung tightly to her
hips and round butt. I was getting excited just looking at her and
knowing that every man in the restaurant would notice her. That night,
in that outfit she would put any 25 year old to shame. I pulled her into
my arms and kissed her full on the mouth and asked if she would like to
just stay home instead of going out.
"Oh no," she said, "We're going out and you will have plenty of time to
think about what comes later."
I purposely walked behind Jill as we left the condo and walked across
the parking lot to the car. I watched her firm butt move under the tight
skirt and felt myself becoming aroused. I really wanted to reach out and
cup her sweet ass in my hands. "Oh well," I thought, "In due time."
We arrived at the restaurant at about 8:00 PM and of course had to wait
for a table so we sat at the bar and ordered a couple of marguerites.
Jill was a little self-conscious about how she was dressed, afraid that
someone she knew might see her in the short skirt and revealing top, but
as she got into the drink she began to loosen up and enjoy the feeling
of being a little risque. I leaned toward her and whispered in her ear.
"Do you know that every man in her would like to get in your pants?"
"Really," she said, " Do you really think so?"
"Of course," I said, "Can't you tell they are all looking at you? Every
one of them envies my right now." While she tried to appear embarrassed
I could tell that she was really enjoying the attention.
By the time we finished our marguerites our table was available and we
were seated and ordered another. We ordered dinner from a young, very
attentive, waiter whose eyes never left Jill's breasts.
As we worked on our second large marguerite I noticed that while we were
visiting, Jill was somewhat distracted. She kept looking over my
shoulder and past me and as I talked she would simply nod in agreement
or reply with a statement that didn't totally make sense. Finally I
turned and looked behind me and spotted a family about three booths back
and across the aisle. The man was seated facing our direction and
opposite his wife. Their young daughter was seated next to him. I turned
back to Jill and asked, "Are you flirting with that guy?"
"Just a little," she said, "He has a nice smile and seems interested in
me." Of course he was interested in her. We walked right past him and
his family on our way to our booth and he couldn't help but notice her
shapely ass and great legs, enhanced by the short, tight skirt.
Jill was becoming visibly excited. I watched as she teased the poor guy
unmercifully. She held the marguerite glass in both hands and
seductively licked the salt from the rim with the tip of her pink
tongue. She would smile at the guy, take a drink, and lick her lips. I
could imagine the guy trying to carry on an intelligent conversation
with his wife and help his daughter make choices with her meal while a
beautiful, strange woman openly flirted with him.
"You know," I said, "If you hadn't worn any underwear I bet he could see
up your skirt all the way to heaven.
"You could be right," she whispered, " Watch this." She slid her hips
slightly to the left and forwards towards the edge of the booth seat. I
couldn't see but I could imagine her legs parting enough to give the guy
a good view of her shapely thighs and beyond. I turned again and caught
him staring directly toward Jill's exposed legs. The little girl next to
him was trying to get his attention but he was totally engrossed in
watching Jill cross and uncross her legs.
All during dinner Jill ate very deliberately, opening her mouth farther
than necessary to take a bite and chewing very seductively while
watching the guy watch her. This whole scene was getting me very
excited. I loved the idea that this guy could only imagine making love
to my wife and he knew that I would get to actually do it.
We ordered another marguerite to share while we finished our meal. Jill
leaned towards me and said, "The guys wife wants to go but he doesn't
want to."
"Of course not," I told her, "He's afraid to stand up. He's probably
hard as a rock."
Jill smiled and giggled. "You really think so?"
"Of course he is," I said, "I am and I've just been watching you tease
him."
"Oh look," she said, "I think they're ordering dessert. I hope he orders
a sopapilla," referring to another of our encounters (but that's another
story).
Our attentive waiter returned yet again and cleared our table, all the
while ogling Jill's breasts as they rose and fell with her slightly
labored breathing.
"I leaned over the table towards Jill and said, "I bet your nipples are
hard aren't they?"
"I don't know," she answered, " Let's find out." She put the tips of two
fingers of her right hand into her glass of ice water. She leaned
forward so no one but I could see what she was doing and slipped her
hand under her knit top and teased first the right nipple then the left.
She removed her hand from underneath her top and sat straight up pushing
her chest forwards and said, "What do you think?" Her hard, elongated
nipples were now clearly visible to anyone within 50 feet who cared to
look. I wondered if the guy with his family could see them and if he was
thinking how they would feel inside his mouth. I know I was.
"I've had enough," I said, "Lets go home."
"Ok," she said, "I'm ready." We slid out of the booth, I left the money
and generous tip on the table and we walked down the aisle towards the
exit and past the guy who my wife had pleasantly tormented. I followed
Jill as we walked past him and I know he was sad that he probably would
never see her again except in his dreams and fantasies.
We left the restaurant and walked across the parking lot to our car.
"Look," Jill said, "He can still see us." The man was looking out the
window next to his booth.
"We might as well give him something to remember us by," I said as I
pulled Jill into my arms and kissed her passionately. At that time I
wanted her so much I couldn't stand it. I slipped my tongue between her
lips and searched the inside of her mouth. I turned her until her back
was to the restaurant and slid my right hand down to roam over her
shapely ass. As I pulled her hips tightly against mine and rubbed my
hardness against her I looked in the restaurant window and saw the guy
watching our every move. Of course about 50 other people were also
enjoying the show. "Let's go," I groaned, and I opened the door to let
her in.
I slid in next to her and closed the door but before I could start the
engine she said, "Wait, I want to show you something. Remember when you
said that guy could see all the way to heaven if I hadn't worn
underwear?"
She leaned across the seat and pressed her open mouth against mine and
slid her tongue deep inside my mouth. She grasped my left hand in her
right one and placed it on the inside of her left knee. She moved it
slowly upward along her supple legs to the juncture of her thighs. "Oh
wow," I moaned as my finger tips touched the wispy pubic hairs on top of
her mound then down to the warm moistness of her womanhood. I realized
that she had cut the crotch out of her panty hose and had indeed gone
without underwear. I now knew why the guy in the restaurant was so
smitten. All the time he was trying to eat dinner, Jill was teasing him
with her eyes and mouth as well as showing him her lovely pussy.
I slid the tip of my finger up and down the length of her extremely wet
slit a couple of times and realized that her plump pussy lips were
totally smooth. She must have shaved just for this occasion. I found her
tiny, erect clit at the top of her slick lips and stroked it a few
times. My middle finger then slipped between the lips and half way into
her tight, seething, cunt. "Oh Yes," she moaned, as she raised her hips
trying to force my finger deeper inside her.
"Oh no," I said, "You have to wait." I then removed my hand, started the
car, and headed home. We talked all the way home about the guy and what
she had done to him.
"Well," I said, " I bet his wife gets lucky tonight. He'll be thinking
of you but she will definitely get the benefit."
"That's right," laughed Jill, "She really owes me doesn't she?"
I pulled the car into the condo parking lot, walked around to open
Jill's door, and extended my hand to help her out. She slid out of the
car into my arms and pressed her lips to mine. The tip of her tongue
teased my lips and just as I was about to return the kiss she pulled
away. "Meet you inside," she said.
I followed her to the door, unlocked it, and let her enter ahead of me.
I closed the door behind me and before I could turn on the light I felt
her body press against my back and her arms encircle my waist. I felt
her hard nipples against my back even through the fabric her top and my
shirt. Her hands moved up my chest then down to my waist. She unbuttoned
my shirt and pulled it out of my pants. Her fingers teased and pinched
at my sensitive nipples then began to fumble with my belt trying to open
the buckle but I was not ready.
I wanted to torment her like she had the guy in the restaurant. I turned
to face her and took her face between my hands. "MY God I want you," I
said, and I covered her mouth with mine and slid my tongue deep inside
to find hers. I sucked her tongue inside my mouth and stroked her breast
through the knit top, squeezing the turgid nipple. I felt her sharp
pubic bone press against my upper thigh as I ground my hard cock against
her tummy.
"You were really nasty tonight weren't you," I said? "You teased that
poor guy something awful. You enjoyed turning him on didn't you?"
"Oh yes," she moaned, "I loved it. It's exciting to know I can give a
complete stranger a hard-on while he's sitting with his wife."
"I bet you're really wet right now aren't you," I said.
"Why don't you find out for yourself," she replied as she backed towards
the large couch pulling me with her. Our eyes adjusted to the darkness
and enough light from outside filtered through the windows to allow us
to see.
Jill kicked her shoes off, stepped on the couch seat, and sat on top of
the backrest with her back against the wall. I half knelt and half stood
between her legs which were parted only as far as her skirt would allow.
I kissed her again and our tongues explored each others mouth. My right
hand slid beneath her knit top and cupped under her left breast. My
thumb grazed the peak of her long, hard nipple. My other hand slipped
beneath her top and squeezed her other breast. I took both nipples
between my thumb and forefinger and gently rolled them. "Ohhh yesss,"
she moaned against my open mouth, "Squeeze my nipples. I want you so
bad. Please squeeze them." I complied with her request and pinched them
harder until I felt her slightly flinch from the pain.
I broke our kiss and grasped the waist of her top and slowly pulled it
off, over her head, exposing her beautiful, firm breasts. I bent to take
first one engorged nipple then the other inside my mouth. "Suck me
darling," she moaned. "Suck my nipples. They hurt sooo bad. Suck them
hard." I continued to work first on one then the other while my hands
moved to the outside of her legs and slid beneath her tight skirt and
slowly forced it upward towards her full hips. She raised her hips
slightly to allow the skirt to bunch around her waist. I placed my hands
on her knees and gently pressed them apart allowing me to see what I had
been imagining all night.
The entire crotch panel of her panty hose had been removed and nestled
between her shapely, slim thighs was the swollen, moist pussy she had
exhibited to the stranger in the restaurant. The top was covered with
soft, downy, brown hair but the rest was clean shaven and totally bare.
I knelt on the couch and kissed the inside of each knee and slowly
began to work my way upward. My tongue teased the hollow next to her
full pussy lips, teasing her, making her hips move trying to place my
tongue against her wet pussy.
"What do you want," I asked? "What do you want me to do?" "Touch me,"
she begged. "Please touch me with your tongue. Eat me darling. Please
eat me."
My hands slipped beneath her firm, full ass encased in the tight panty
hose and pulled her hips towards my mouth. My thumbs pressed against the
swollen outer lips of her pussy causing it to open like a blooming
flower. I placed my lips against it and let my tongue stroke the honey
coated slit from bottom to top then back again. Her hips bucked upward
against my face and I forced my tongue deeply inside her clasping cunt.
"Ohhhhhh my God," she cried, "Yessss, do it harder, deeper, eat me, eat
me." My tongue found and teased the hard nub at the top of the moist
slit. I licked and sucked the erect little clit until I brought her to a
screaming orgasm. I removed my mouth from her steaming cunt and kissed
her on the mouth letting her taste her own nectar from my lips.
She slid down the back of the couch to sit on the seat as I stood
between her open legs. I now allowed her to unbuckle my belt and slide
my slacks down my legs and off. I removed my shoes and socks, pulled off
my shirt, and stood before her in only my shorts. She grasped the waist
band and pulled them down my thighs. My throbbing cock stood straight
out at her begging for attention.
"Oh yes," I moaned as I felt the warm, moist hand wrap around the thick,
10 inch, (it's my story and I can tell it like I want) shaft and slowly
pump up and down the length of it. Jill is an expert at using her hands.
She brings me to the brink of orgasm then always knows when to stop,
making me crazy with excitement. She encircled my giant shaft with both
hands and slowly bent her head forward, opening her mouth wide and
slipping her lips over the giant (I said it's my story) mushroom shaped
head. I felt her tongue move around the sensitive head as her hands
pumped up and down the pulsing shaft.
I was about three strokes away from coming when she stopped stroking me
with her hands. Just as my nearing orgasm subsided, Jill's mouth opened
even wider and slid down my aching cock taking half of the 10 inches. I
felt the giant head bump against the back of her throat as she attempted
to swallow even more of the raging hard-on. Again I was on the very edge
of orgasm when I grabbed her hair and pulled my thick cock from the
sweet confines of her mouth.
"Let's go to the bedroom," I said, as I picked her up and carried her
through the door and deposited her on the bed. She lay on her back with
legs apart and her denim skirt still bunched around her waist. I knelt
between her thighs, placed my mouth on her open pussy and quickly
slipped my tongue inside then retreated. I gripped the waist of her
panty hose and pulled them down and off her legs.
I again moved between her parted legs. My hands found and stroked her
heaving breasts and my fingers pulled at the blood engorged nipples. Her
hand found my giant cock and guided it to her warm, wet, womanhood. She
slid the pulsing head up and down the well oiled, open slit then placed
it at her tight opening. I rocked my hips slowly forward until the head
found it's way inside the hot, sweetness of her hungry cunt. Her legs
opened wider to accommodate the giant cock as it slowly found it's way
inside her slim body.
"Ohhhhh yesssss," Jill screamed, " Do it darling. Fuck me. Please fuck
me. I hurt so bad. God I need it so bad. Fuck me. Fuck me." Each thrust
of my hips drove my hard cock deeper and deeper into the recesses of her
clasping cunt and against her womb. Her hips bucked against mine. It was
no longer just the act of making love. We turned into lusting, sweating
animals caught up in the throes of pure fucking for pleasures sake.
"I'm going to come," she moaned. "I'm going to come now. Fuck me. Fuck
me, harder, harder," she screamed as she reached the peak of orgasm. Her
hips rose up against me and her cunt gripped my cock and held it deep
inside her. I held her tightly as her orgasm subsided.
Jill's hips dropped back down to the bed and I slowly removed the entire
length of my cock from her tight pussy. "Roll over darling," I said, "I
want you from behind." She rolled to her stomach, pulled her knees up
under her and parted them, and lay her head on the pillow causing her
lovely ass to rise and jut out at me.
My hands parted the tight cheeks as Jill reached between her legs,
gripped my slick, hard, cock and guided it into her open pussy. I
rotated my hips as I thrust forward and drove the entire 10 inches deep
inside her. "Ohhh," she screamed, "Yes, that's it do it hard. Fuck me
hard. Yes, yes, yes." I drove inside her mercilessly trying to bury
myself into her very depths. I pumped faster and faster into the hot,
slick, love tunnel until I could no longer stand it.
"I'm coming," I said. "I'm coming. Ohhh yesss, come with me I pleaded."
"I'm coming too," she screamed. I grabbed her hip bones and pulled her
roughly against my hips forcing my giant cock as deeply inside her body
as possible and held it there as jet after jet of white, hot come
flooded her insides and triggered her orgasm. My hands reached forward
and cupped her firm breasts and rolled her still erect nipples.
"Don't move," Jill begged. "Stay inside me. It feels soooo good." I kept
the entire length lodged inside her tight cunt as she slowly came down
from her shattering orgasm. She collapsed on her stomach with my cock
still inside.
I slowly began to pump in and out of her cunt with my still hard cock
(remember it's my story). I then stopped and pulled my cock out and
turned her onto her back. I again slid my full length inside her
battered pussy and began to thrust in and out at a steady pace. I kissed
her deeply, letting my tongue search the inside of her mouth while my
huge cock continued to pump in and out of her body. "God I love you," I
said. "I love to fuck you more than anything in the world."
We began to thrust our hips faster and faster at each other. Our bodies
absolutely covered in sweat and come from our previous orgasms. My mouth
again found hers. Our tongues stabbed at each others. My hands gripped
her hips and pulled her hard against me as I began to again spurt deep
inside her abused cunt.
"Ohhhhhh yesssss," she moaned as she also began to come. Her hands
grasped my buttocks and pulled me tighter against her. I felt her cunt
squeeze my cock as I held it deep inside her. We remained locked
together for the rest of the night. My aching cock still embedded inside
her.
***
The next morning we showered, dressed, and went out for breakfast and
discussed our latest adventure. I also began to think of our next
encounter, whenever it may be.
You now can understand why I so thoroughly enjoy Spring Break.