Everything feels so good on ecstasy. Even after she had had the biggest orgasm in recent years, my touch still elicited a strong response from her. As she cuddled into me, she gently stroked my cock, and I rubbed her back gently with my finger tips. We were both very content.
It was getting late now. We had been up since 7am and it was now nearly 3am. We were both tired, and yet both trying to make the most of the remaining ecstasy. We both figured that we'd be knocked out hard in the next hour or so.
"Let's go back outside," she said.
"OK," I agreed.
And so once again, between rounds, we were outside, listening to the fog horns, enjoying the cold air across our sweaty flesh.
"Thank you for doing this, Kelly. This truly means the world to me. You've really given me a wonderful night. There's definitely a few things we've done tonight that I've been looking forward to for a long time!"
"What do you mean?" she asked, taking a deep drag off her cigarette.
"Well, there's just a lot of things I've fantasized about that we've never really been able to do. I know with the distractions and the kids, and worrying about someone barging into our room at night, it's hard for you to relax and let go," I said as I rubbed her hand. "It's been really nice sharing this with you and being in the same headspace with you." I smiled.
"I'm sorry it's so hard for me to relax. I really am. All the bad stuff as a kid. Throw on all the religious dogma and shame. Add in our children, stress, work and all the responsibilities around the house, sex is just never on my mind. And when it is, I just feel all this shame and guilt from my upbringing -- 'good girls don't like sex' theology from church. I just...I'm sorry. I know how much all this means to you, and frankly these last 24 hours have been a great reminder of how important and fun it is to be with you. I'll strive harder to be in this mindset with you more often, okay?"
I squeezed her hand and nodded. "Thank you." I said.
"But we're having a lot of fun tonight, right?" she reassured me, quickly switching to a more upbeat tone. "So tell me, what are some of these things you've fantasized about?" she asked, turning towards me and taking another drag off her cigarette.
It was asked honestly and innocently, but there was also a bit of mischief in her tone too, and I loved it. We were in uncharted territory here. We never really talked about things openly like this. I was too ashamed, and she was uncomfortable with the topic.
I hesitated. "Well, mostly I just think about being close to you and feeling connected and having fun. I think most of the things I want to do we've essentially done, it's just different tonight because you're so willing and well, accommodating. And that's what I fantasize about the most. Both of us just truly enjoying each other, no worries or distractions holding us back. Just letting go and having hot, sweaty sex, each eager to please one another. No inhibitions. No worries or concerns about judgment. Just having fun and being a little naughty and playful."
She took a moment to listen and let it sink in.
"And you know, I think about sex with you A LOT," I admitted. "Like, constantly."
"Wait. What?! What do you mean?" she replied.
"Honey. I think about sex with you all day long. Every day."
She cracked a smile, and rolled her eyes.
"I swear to you. It's true" I insisted.
But she still didn't believe me. "Well, maybe you just think about sex in general terms. Maybe porn. Or cumming or something. Like in the generic. Not about me and certainly not all day long. That's clearly an exaggeration."
I leaned forward in my chair and faced her, looking her deep into her eyes. "No. I think about YOU! I think about being with YOU! Getting passionate and sweaty and moaning with you! I think naughty thoughts about you all day long," I confessed. "And when I say all day long, I mean dozens and dozens and dozens of times per day."
She was clearly taken aback.
"You're serious?!" she paused. It was starting to sink in. "I really had no idea. It's kind of hard to believe."
It was time to be completely honest.
"Kel. I think about fucking you all day long. About feasting on your breasts, then fucking them before cumming all over them. About draining my load after fucking your mouth. Watching your tits bounce as you ride up and down on me. You tying me down and sitting on my face. Bending you over and fucking you from behind while I pull your hair, your tits swaying beneath you. And you telling me what you want and how good it feels the whole time while you moan in pleasure and touch yourself. We're in bed. Out back. In the shower. In the tub. In the kitchen. On the couch. On the beach. I picture you in sexy outfits - from flannel tops and jeans, to short skirts. I picture you bending over in this skirt, and you're not wearing and panties, and you're just begging me to fuck you from behind. Everything we've been doing these last 24 hours -- these things are in my brain. All. Day. Long."
There it was. I told her the honest truth. She now knew how much I thought about being with her.
There was a long pause.
"I honestly don't realize anyone could feel that way about me. I had never even considered myself that way before. You truly think of me that way?" she questioned.
"Yes."
"Seriously? You think of me as sexually as that?!"
"Yes. Constantly."
"Wow." she was still trying to process it. "I guess it's good to know the truth. And I'm sorry you've never felt comfortable telling me this."
"I know the topic makes you squirm and get uncomfortable. I know there's a lot of trauma shame in this department. I didn't want to put things on you that made you feel even more overwhelmed." I responded.
"I appreciate that. Really I do. And as I said earlier, I'm sorry the sex thing is hard for me. But I really do like being with you, and I'll admit, it's pretty hot knowing you think of me that way."
"I do....a lot!" I smiled.
"Well, is there anything in particular you're thinking about that you wanted to try?" she flirted, as her hand left mine, and slid to my thigh, her nails scraping towards my member.
I moaned in appreciation. "Oh, I'm sure I could put a couple ideas together" I smiled through the pleasure.
"Hmmm...well maybe we should go back inside and we can try some?" she teased, as her nails scraped along my balls.
"Mmmmhmm...." I sighed, as I looked at her with a wicked smile growing across her face.
We extinguished our cigarettes, and taking her hand, led her inside. I turned around to close the door and curtains when she spoke.
"Don't turn around. And keep your eyes closed. I'll be right back."
I didn't know what was happening, but I was sure it was going to be good. Time seemed to pass far too slowly as I waited anxiously for what I was sure would be a surprise. After a couple of minutes, she spoke again.
"OK. You can turn around now." she said encouragingly.
I turned around and my jaw just about hit the floor. Standing before me was a goddess, dressed black lace and smooth silk. The material hugged her curves down to thigh. Her breasts were exquisite, wrapped in lacy material that only partially revealed her nipples. I followed the flow of the fabric down past her thighs, to her amazing legs and calves all the way down a pair of high heels she had slipped on. I was in awe and could feel my cock quickly rising in the excitement.
"Oh, I think he likes it," she teased, stepping towards me. I was still stunned. Mere inches from my face, she looked deeply into my eyes, "So, what do you think?" she teased, simultaneously wrapping her fingers around my growing shaft.
"Oh my god, you are so sexy! I can't believe how hot you look right now! Thank you!!" I continued admiring her body, my hands rubbing along her sides. As I did this, her hand moved lower and began massaging my balls.
"I thought you'd approve," she winked. Then instantly squatted down to take me in her mouth. I was still amazed as she started sucking me, and I looked down at her thinking this was too good to be true. I moaned deep as the goddess sucked me slowly and deeply as she rubbed my balls. I ran my fingers through her soft hair, loving her for doing this, and in that outfit.
After a few more pumps, she stood back up and gave me a quick kiss. She took a couple steps away from me and placed her hands on the back of one of the chairs in the room. As she did this, she bent way over, spread her legs and stuck her ass out and back towards me. Her lingerie lifted to reveal a tiny little g-string passing between her legs. And in one fluid movement, she looked over her shoulder at me, pulled the g-string to the side and said, "so you said you wanted to fuck me from behind, right?"
Holy fuck! Not only could I not believe what I was seeing, but what I was hearing either. I became completely entranced and filled with a deep passion to my core.
I was going to fuck her... hard.
I took two steps toward her, my cock pointing to the sky like a rocket ready to launch. I placed my hands on her hips and took a moment to admire the view, all enhanced by the firelight.
"Gd you're so fucking hot!!" I could barely contain myself.
"Mmm, I like that you see me that way" she sighed as she wiggled her ass in front of me.
We both smiled in delight and anticipation. And finally I couldn't handle the tension any more. She looked away as she prepared for me to push my aching hard rod inside her. Instead, I squatted down quickly, and began eating her out from behind. She gasped in surprise as my tongue lashed over her ass and between her legs. She reached back with one arm to grab my head, pushing it harder as she shifted her hips to allow me better access to her.
Her juices coated my face as I slid my tongue inside her. God she tasted good! And as I slid my hands over her ass and finger tips down the back of her thighs, she moaned in approval. She moved her hand from my head and began to touch herself between her legs. I was even able to suck her fingers into my mouth. After several moments of this, I stood back up.
"Well it certainly wasn't what I was expecting," she laughed.
"That was too good not to pass up!" I said. "You presented such an amazing meal I just had to eat."
She began to stand up fully and twist towards me, but I stopped her, and pushed her back to her position.
