âItâll be so good to get to the resort, wonât it, honey?â she said.
âMmmm,â he replied. âWhat do you want to do once we get there?â
âOh, you know, this and that,â she said, giving him a wicked grin. He looked to the back seat, where their two children, aged 11 and 6, were both asleep. He met her grin with one of his own.
âWho said we have to wait until we get to the resort?â She too looked to the back seat, saw it was safe, and immediately leant across to her husband of twelve years, Robert Wilson, and began unbuckling his belt. He shivered, but kept his eyes on the highway. Now would not be the time to have an accident. She unzipped his fly; felt him through his jockey shorts, before freeing him up.
âEllen! What if Jason or Lizzie wakes up?â She shook her head, as if to say
donât worry
and moved down into his lap. He gasped as she blew air onto the head of his penis, before running her tongue down the length of his shaft. She had always known how to suck cock.
While she sucked him off, cupping his balls in her hand, he unbuttoned her blouse at the top and began rubbing her breasts through the fabric of her lacy red bra. As she felt him rubbing and caressing her breasts, she intensified her sucking, having always been over-sensitive in that area.
He continued on his forage by unclasping her bra (it undid at the front), and finally freeing up her breasts. Now she gasped, which sounded almost comical, with her mouth full of her husbandâs prick. He laughed quietly, before rubbing her now bare breasts, paying special attention to her ripe, hardened nipples, standing pinkly and proudly in the open air. While this happened, by some miracle, Robert managed to keep the car at a steady speed and in a straight line. He checked the kids with a quick glance, but they were still asleep. Ellen paused her sucking just long enough to whisper:
âPussy!â This one word was enough. He gave each breast one final squeeze, while she moved closer to give him access and he reached down to her wet pussy. He pulled her panties down a few inches, her jeans with them, and began fingering her hairy, yet alluring cunt. She came almost immediately.
âOhhhhhhhhhh, yeaaaaaaahhhhhh, baby,â she said, taking a breath, âyouâre making me come, long and hard.â
âI know, Ellen, I can feel it, I canât wait to taste it. Now bring out the vacuum cleaner, babe, âcause I want to come too.â
âAlright, honey, you only need to ask once.â He groaned as she provided suction, bringing his come with it. As he came, his hot fluid running down his wifeâs throat, she orgasmed herself in a torrent of juices that covered his left hand, his right still on the steering wheel.
âWe better clean up, honey,â he said, âbecause the kids might wake up at any moment.â
âYouâre right, but weâll continue this later,â she said, smiling, before zipping herself and her husband up, and re-doing the buttons on her blouse. He quietly cupped a breast and squeezed it before letting Ellen move back into her seat properly and put on her seat belt.
Over the last 100 kilometres he drove so fast that Ellen became worried he would be caught for speeding, but without incident he was soon pulling up in front of reception at the resort. It was set only a few hundred metres from the beach, and their unit was upstairs at the front end, giving them a tremendous view of the Pacific Ocean.
Once they had unpacked, they sat down to a late lunch at the dining table of their 2-bedroom apartment, and neither Ellen nor Robert had ever bolted down a meal so quickly as they did that day. They had other fish to fry. At the end of the meal, they both said that they were going to their bedroom for a sleep, and that if they were good children, kept quiet and cleaned up the meal, they would be able to go down to the beach in the late afternoon.
They barely made it to the bedroom. Ellen shut the door quickly behind her and locked it, momentarily before she was forced up against it, her tits being caressed and her tongue and mouth being savaged by her husband.
Ellen was tall, 33 and had short black hair. She was a traditional Anglo-Australian, as was her husband, and had sexy brown eyes, tanned skin, small but perfectly rounded and firm breasts and a small but tight butt.
Robert was also tall and 33, with broad shoulders, and athletic build, a generous smile and a kind and handsome face. When they had met 14 years before, Ellen had been immediately taken by his large muscles, and even more so when she had found his penis was well above average sizeâ9 inches and extremely thick. She had actually been worried when they had tied the knot that because he was so good-looking and charming he would find himself cheating on her regularly. But through twelve years of marriage, he had not betrayed her yet.
She now ran her hands across his shoulders, then down his back, while he ripped open her blouse and began kissing and sucking at her neck, followed by her chest. He removed her bra to reveal once again her glorious breasts, and he immediately took one into his mouth. She began licking his ear as his sucking drove her wild with desire, and she pulled his head away from her chest, bringing his face to hers, before sticking her tongue down his throat. They kissed passionately like that for several minutes, both exploring their partnersâ bodies.
Soon they could wait no longer, so he threw her onto the bed, which was still perfectly made, pulled her jeans down, re-arranged her panties, giving her pussy a small flick of his finger along the way and entered her soaking, sopping cunt. His first thrust brought a flooding of juices as she convulsed under him, but he barely paused before withdrawing, entering and thrusting forward. Forward, until he reached bone.
Though they were deeply in love, all tenderness was forgotten, and he rammed her into oblivion. He came a few minutes later, but she merely pushed him onto his back, straddled him and impaled herself on his spike, before riding him mercilessly, his hands pushing her arse towards him and his mouth once again busying itself with her breasts.
They made love like that for at least an hour, and in all honesty, it was probably longer than that. By the time they had cleaned themselves up and told the kids they could go to the beach, it was 3:30 in the afternoon. Robert, though, was utterly spent from the experience, and declined the opportunity for the surf at the beach, saying he would hold the fort at the apartment.