Cum Away With Me 1

The night was still young and they were in their hotel room. They eagerly looked forward to such times, for having the privacy they desired was hard to come by in a house full of kids. By the time everyone had been tucked into bed, it was difficult for them to have time to prepare themselves for sex and still have the energy to carry through once they were ready.

Amy was bathing in their bathroom, washing and shaving her armpits, legs and pussy--much to Jim's dripping delight. Jim, already bathed, had donned his suit and tie. Amy had told him many years before that this was one of her fantasies, and he had not had many opportunities to fulfill it.

He lit some candles, laid out a variety of sex toys on the king sized bed. He got out some olive oil and water-based lube. He never knew which way things might go, but he liked to be prepared: oil for his fingers to rub Amy's nipples and clit--and hopefully for her hand on his cock; water-based lube for the toys. Lastly, he put a basin of hot water beside the bed, placed the English cucumber inside it, and a large condom beside. In the past, he had enjoyed greatly seeing the length of a cucumber disappear deeply into Amy's pussy and feeling her push back into it as he licked her clit. It was probably his favorite toy of all, knowing it could reach more deeply than his penis. He then sat down on the love seat to await the arrival of his precious bride.

Amy came from the bathroom in a tiny, violet colored dress. It drooped deeply in the front, almost to her belly, had no back, and was so short it just barely covered her pussy and butt. Yes! Jim loved this outfit, too! Amy slowly turned for him, allowing him to see all angles. He loved that he could see so much of her breasts, but the dress kept him from seeing all. Such a sexy tease! Already he could feel the strain of his cock trying to break out of his trousers.

She sat down on Jim's lap so they could kiss and enjoy the closeness of the moment. Amys kisses started soft, but welcoming. Jim's hands began to wander, his left hand to her back and his right hand to the gaping front of her dress. He delighted in the smooth feel of her skin under his hands and wished again his hands weren't so rough, especially on her tender parts. His right hand began to grope the swell of her left breast, and he loved the feel of it in the palm of his hand.

His left hand came to Amy's front and pushed the fabric away from her right breast. Ah, his favorite fruit, dangling from Amy's tree. He leaned into her torso and tenderly licked her nipple. Amy let go a quiet sigh and her nipple almost immediately began to harden. Jim lightly swirled the tip of his tongue around it again and once again had the satisfaction of hearing Amy's throaty sigh.

Jim repositioned her on his lap so he could give attention to both breasts. He pulled the fabric away from her left breast and made two light circles around its nipple. Then he turned back to the right nipple and gave it the same treatment. Back and forth, with more pressure and longer licks, he went at her breasts. Amy was now sighing her appreciation regularly, and told him it felt good.

Jim reached down between her legs and loved that she had "forgotten" her panties. The freshly shaved mound felt so good to his hand, as he let it wander down to her lips. Being gentle with his touch, he began to massage her lips, spreading them and letting them close, up and down, and ever so lightly, touching her clit. Meanwhile his tongue continued to make laps around Amy's nipples. Her hips were beginning to thrust slightly, assuring Jim that he was beginning to bring the pleasure to her for which he so longed.

They stood up then, and faced each other. Jim leaned down to continue to kiss Amy deeply and his hands went to her neck to release the dress. When the dress had fallen to the floor, Amy stood before him in all her naked beauty. An involuntary shiver of excitement coursed through Jim's body, and he wondered for the thousandth time what caused that.

Amy reached up and began to undo Jim's tie. When it was loose from his neck, they began to kiss again while Amy's hands continued down to undo the buttons on his shirt. Jim loved when they undressed each other, and loved being undressed by his precious girl. It was kind of like opening birthday presents, only better! When the buttons were undone, Jim moved his shoulders back to help her slide the shirt off and down his arms. She threw the shirt on a chair and then began to undo his trousers, belt first, then button and zipper. She slid the pants down his thighs and they puddled to the floor. They both observed then how wet his underwear were, and Jim marveled again at how wet Amy always made him. The underwear were pushed down, and Jim stepped out of them.

They continued to stand and kiss, Jim caressing Amy's breasts and her right hand stroking his cock. To Jim it felt so good, and he wished he could make her understand just how she made him feel. He only hoped he could make her feel as good as she so easily made him.

They sat back down on the couch, Amy now astride Jim's lap. He returned his attention to her lovely nipples, taking each one into his mouth, sucking them, then releasing them to swirl his tongue around them. Amy's words of encouragement prompted him to continue his ministrations. His right hand grabbed the bottle of olive oil and he put a little bit on his middle fingers to apply to her lips and clitoris. His ring finger and forefinger spread her lips wide, and his middle finger began to lightly tap her clit. Amy sighed, spread her legs even more, and her hips began to move. That movement of her hips, thrusting her pussy back and forward, was always an absolute turn on for Jim.

Amy stood up on the couch, feet on either side of Jim, and thrust her pussy into his face so he could eat it. Oh, the delight! His tongue lightly flicked and up and down on her love button, and Amy groaned. He lightly swirled his tongue around the clit, licked down to her hole, thrust his tongue in, and then returned to flick her clit. Again, the moan. Jim's cock was freely flowing, and he was thankful he had put a towel on the couch.

He stood and took Amy by the hand and led her to the bed. He laid down on his back, head on a pillow, and had her get on her hands and knees above him. He began to suck her nipples, pulling as much of her breast into his mouth as he could, releasing it, and then running circles around her nipples with his tongue. He applied more oil to his hand and began once again to rub her clitoris. He loved the feel of the slippery little bud under his finger, and even more the thrusting movement Amy's hips made in response. Her feet came up and began to rub his penis, so he put some oil on it and her feet. He relished the sensation of her slippery feet sliding up and down his cock, teasing him, never quite enough to make him cum, but such a wonderful feeling nonetheless. Added to that was the exciting thought that she was totally vulnerable to him, trusting him completely, allowing him access to her most sensitive parts, and enjoying his touch.

As Amy's excitement continued to mount, Jim reached for the cucumber. It was a struggle to put the condom on while sucking her nipple, but he got it done. Then he put water based lube on it and began to gently insert it in her vagina. At first there was the usual resistance, but it then easily slid in. He began once again to stroke her clitoris, and gently push the cucumber in and out. Amy was receptive, and began to rock her hips in unison with Jim's pushes, helping to thrust the cucumber deep into her vagina. Jim loved so much seeing Amy delighted sexually, and loved even more being the cause of it. Her feet stroked his cock as they battled to excite each other, both Jim and Amy loving the delightful contest. But this was not a competition as much as a team sport.

Jim asked Amy to roll over onto her back. He spread her legs and got between them. With her legs spread wide, her clit was a beautiful sight to him, and he promptly set to licking it earnestly. Again the cucumber was inserted, and again Amy's hips began thrusting with Jim's thrusts of the cucumber. He noticed that it was slowly going ever deeper, and that Amy seemed to appreciate it. He always wanted to know the magic of what it did inside, what it was touching and to know how it felt.

When it appeared that Amy was getting close to cumming, Jim stood at the edge of the bed. He took a vibrator from the pile of toys and put a couple of drops of lubricant on the hood of her clit. He enjoyed seeing it run down and turned on the vibrator. Moving between her legs, he positioned his cock at her entrance. In one thrust he was buried deep inside. The vibrator began to move around Amy's clit and his cock made deep, measured thrusts into her vagina. It felt so good! His goal was always to make her come first, but sometimes it was a struggle, especially in this position. Seeing her legs spread wide, her clit-hood poking up delightfully between her slippery lips in all their shaved glory, and his cock burrowing deep inside was a sight that tested his resolve--not to mention how ecstatically wonderful it felt!

Not being able to keep the vibrator in exactly the right spot, Jim handed it off to Amy. She put it on her clit hood and leaned her head forward to better see what was happening down south. Jim grabbed both of her legs at the back of the knee to support them and help her hold them spread. He then began pushing even deeper. He felt the tension in her legs as she spread even more to receive his cock and he knew she was enjoying the feeling as much as he was.

The look of intensity began to increase on Amy's face as she concentrated on reaching her climax. She told him those magic words, that if felt so good, and so Jim kept plowing deep into her pussy, slowly, but firmly and to the maximum depth.

Amy's breathing began to change to short, quick breaths,and she looked at him with that look that Jim knew and loved so much. She was about to cum! Her chin pressed down onto her chest, as it always did on the crest of her orgasmic wave, and she began to convulse, her hips bucking as he continued to stroke deep into her pussy. After several seconds, Amy removed the vibrator from her clit, but Jim kept moving, asking her if it had felt good. Speechless, she only nodded emphatically, as she so commonly did.

And still Jim kept plowing into her pussy, but now with greater intensity and urgency. He lifted Amy slightly by her legs and continued to drive as deep as he could reach. Though Amy had already climaxed, her deep breaths told him she was enjoying his enjoyment of her pussy on his cock. But this couldn't last long. With no reason to hold on any longer, Jim's cock began to feel everything her pussy had to offer. He felt that familiar warmth deep in his loins, the pressure begin to build inside him, and he knew he was about cum. He kept thrusting, his own breathing turning to groans as he told Amy he was about to cum inside her. She continued to encourage his thrusts, and soon the spasms of orgasm began to throb through his body, his cock expanding with each shot of cum as it unloaded inside Amy. As always, it was so wonderful, and sexual relief flooded over him. But he also hated that it was over.

He leaned down to kiss Amy deeply and thank her for her love for him. Her vulnerability, so open to him, was so deeply touching,, causing an emotional, spiritual connection that Jim couldn't explain, but loved.

He hoped they could have a repeat tomorrow. But for now, clean-up and sleepy snuggles.