We live in a small town, on a quiet and quaint street, my husband Joe and I. We hold good and very responsible jobs, have a great home, our kids are grown and on their own. We have a great life here, get together with friends, enjoy various activities and are involved with service groups. We really do lead a lovely life here, but if all of these afore mentioned people only knew, I am sure they would not believe it and would be utterly shocked by what we do when away. We love to travel, and are fortunate enough to be able to do so quite often, along with weekend getaways. Once we leave town...it's as if we become sex maniacs, exhibitionists, and explore extra partners to share. Don't get me wrong, we have a delicious sex life at home, juicy orgasms, lots of toys, but we want more, and living in a small town..well you just can't get away with the stuff we want to explore and so we travel..often, or at least get away for weekends if our time between trips is longer then 2-3 months, and the sunshiny tropical beaches are a great bonus.
Our last trip to Costa Rica, has to be one of our best yet. It all really starts for us when we start to pack (we've had to leave that for the night before now as we get so horny and my pussy is dripping with anticipation). We pack light...as we don't wear any underwear for the entire time, I wear dresses, Joe couple pairs of well designed shorts (more on those later), and a couple of shirts, skimpy bathing suits and toys, never leave home without those! The night before a trip the sex is good, so wet, hard, bordering rough, and fast, almost rushed because we want to get to sleep to get going the next day.
The morning we left for Costa Rica, we got up early, showered and teased and tormented each other in the shower, purposely not allowing either of us to climax. Before we got into the car to the airport, I handed Joe a snazzy smaller but powerful buttplug and told him I wanted him to wear it from now till we got onto the plane. "That's 3 fucking hours Nat!" he gasped.
I giggled, "They certainly are fucking hours!" I replied mischievously.
He's used it before and loves it, so that wasn't an issue, it was the driving and then going through security and so forth that he was more nervous about...but I could also see the front of his linen pants got a little tighter, the idea of it all got him going! He pulled down his pants right there in the garage, I lubed that little black rocket handed it to him and he inserted is with a moan and "Ah, fuck yes".
He grabbed me kissed me hard, and stroked my pussy through my dress, giving my dress a nice wet spot in the front. "Two can play that game" he said and ran back in the house, coming out with not just one bullet but 2 for me, pussy and ass, they work together remotely from your phone app, just like his buttplug.
"Bend over" he said, I happily obliged.
With that we hopped in the car and took off. The drive to the airport takes about an hour. Since he was driving I thought better not turn his buttplug on, we wanna get there safely, but him sitting on it for the hour was bound to keep his attention. He, however, turned both of mine on a nice low buzz...that had me drooling for more. I reached for the towel in the back (we leave one in there for these sorts of occasions), and slid it under me, while also lifting my dress up over my waist. Reclined my seat a bit, slid down into my seat and lifted my right leg so my foot was on the dash. Giving Joe a fabulous view, we both let out a moan, holidays are good like that. I let my knees fall apart, and slid my right hand down to my wet pussy and opened up her lips, finding my clit ready to play. I leisurely played, rubbed and gave it the attention it deserved.
Joe loves drives like this, when I play with myself, as he drives, and we talk about some of the lusty ideas we want to play out in the next week. The hour long drive takes no time at all this way. As we approach the airport traffic is thicker, larger trucks pass us by. I love that part. Especially if we get stopped at a traffic light, the idea that a truck driver or any vehicle that sits higher then our car could pull up beside us on the passenger side and look into our car and see me rubbing myself off, the mere thought of that send extra blood down to my clit alone. By this time Joe has managed to pull out his glorious cock through the folded fly of his pants (part of that well designed concept like his shorts), he's softly stroking it and it's standing to attention. His cock is spectacular, 8+ inches, beautiful head, thick veins, and 2.5 almost 3 inch girth, what dildos strive for really. He too, gets off on the idea that passersby may catch a glimpse of it, although harder to see with the steering wheel.
We got to the airport and park our car in the appropriate parking terminal. "I want you really wet...dripping wet as we go from here to our gate" he says.
He grabs his phone and dials up the power to my bullets. I let out a long loud moan and lean back more. He takes my fingers away from my clit and replaces them with his. "I'm gonna make you cum,then we'll go in."
He pinches my clit, rubs it, then dips 2 fingers into my pussy, meeting the buzzing bullet, bringing up all the juices back to my clit. I buck my hips up to meet his fingers on my clit "Fuck, do it baby, make me cum, fuck".
He cranks up the power to my bullets another notch, and rubs my clit hard, my hands are gripping the head rest behind my head
"Oh god, yes, do it, do it hard" I try not to scream.
"Fuck Nat, I fuckin love your pussy" he replies.
Joe really goes to town on my clit, rubbing it so fast, great pressure. Within the minute I am bucking my hips, clenching my teeth, and screaming profanities and I cum so hard, feeling the juices flow out of me. Joe holds the pressure on my clit as I buck, until it all subsides. When I come down from my orgasm, I look at Joe and then down to my pussy, I'm drenched, and I can feel the huge wet spot on the towel beneath me.
He smiles at me "Happy holidays Babe".
I smile, look down at his cock, he's still standing at attention, "Not yet" I say.
I grab my phone and give his buttplug a few dials up
"Oh shit" he says
"Please don't" I giggle as I sit up and proceed to move my mouth toward his cock.
I look up at him before going down on him "Would you like to go through check in and security hard or should I take care of that?"
He gently pushes my head down and I guide his cock in my mouth. I got my answer. I swirl my tongue around his swollen head for a bit, he settles back into his seat and slowly reclines it more. I lick all the way down his shaft and back up. I cup his balls in my hand. He's moaning, and just as he exhaled I plunge my mouth over his cock and take him entirely in my mouth and throat, deep throating him
"Fuuuckk!!" He moans.
I keep my mouth over him, wiggle my head a little, I can feel his balls against my lips. I slip a couple of my fingers down toward his butt crack and press over his hole. I can feel the vibration coming from it. I keep the pressure on his butthole, while the head of his cock is in my throat.
"Goddammit Nat" he hissed.
He starts to thrust his hips, exactly what I wanted him to do. I lift my head up and start meeting his thrusts while sucking hard, giving him an airtight glide.
"Fuck you're good to my cock" he moans.
He pumps a little faster, I suck a little harder, and apply more pressure to his butthole. I can feel the veins of his shaft thicken in my mouth, he's getting close. I quit meeting his thrusts with my head and mouth, giving him the message to go at it as fast as he wants to. He starts to pump fast, his hissing returns
"Fuuuuckk"
