- 19
- Mar
Chris could not stop taking in the beauty of his wife’s skin against the roughness of the rocks. As he helped her undress he decided he wanted to taste his wife’s juices again, to remember the feel of her soft pussy hair against his face and to feel her bucking uncontrollably against his tongue as she fought back an orgasm. Chris slid down to her pussy, but to tease her, he started by kissing her on the legs, above the knees, moving to the inner thigh. He could feel her deep breathing as she pushed her hands against his head, forcing his face against her skin. His hands moved up to her ass and he began to gently knead it as he moved his lips into position and very gently probed her clit with his tongue. He could already taste her sweet liquid dripping from her trimmed pussy hairs.
Chris buried his face deep into her clit, tonguing it faster and faster as Justine pushed on his head harder and harder, wiggling her body trying to help him find the right place. While he was licking he slowly slid one finger into her and began to push it harder and harder against her until she could barely stand up she was bucking so hard. Then he pulled out his finger and slowly inserted his tongue up into her, taking in the very essence of her soft folds and her warm tight pussy. He then slid three fingers back into her pussy and put his tongue back to work on her clit as he used his other hand to slowly massage around her asshole until he had worked two fingers into it as well.
Justine was not sure she could take any more of this, as every sense was forced to feel the pleasures of Chris working his way through her clit, pussy and ass. She could do nothing but help guide his tongue and push his head closer to her skin. She moved her hips and ass riding his fingers as she so desperately wanted him in her, she wanted to feel his hardness the way she used to.
As Justine bucked harder and harder she felt the explosion near the surface, her pussy so hot and wet, she let it overtake her and she came violently on his fingers.
Chris felt her let go and he felt the rush of warmth on his fingers, but he did not stop. He wanted her to cum again and again before he was done with her. He kept his fingers moving into her harder and faster as she began to turn from side to side struggling to continue feeling the orgasms build and release as she felt immense pleasure from every insertion.
It was too much for Justine to bear and she moved her leg up to a rock and used it to prop her up on one side and then found a rock on the other side putting her into a spread eagle position between the rocks. She gave Chris greater access to her pussy, pushing her over the edge again and again. Justine was shaking so badly that she was not sure her legs would hold out.
Gradually Chris came to a stop and began to kiss his way back up to her breasts where he smeared the hot wet cum over her breasts as he kissed them so hard she thought he might hurt her. He moved to her mouth where she could taste the salty cum on his lips and this turned her on more as she tasted it over and over again. She kissed him harder and harder trying to lick every drop of cum out of his mouth and thank him for the incredible orgasms.
Justine went for his shorts, but realized he had already gotten them off and was standing there naked, his penis gently brushing against her pussy hair. She kissed on his nipples as she moved her hands down to his ass and penis. As she grabbed his penis, he powerfully pushed her back up into position, stuck propped up on the rocks.
Chris grabbed his penis and guided it into her now supple dripping pussy. He thrust it in as deep and hard as he could, relishing in the feel of her wetness, proud of the mess he had made. He began to move in and out with hard slams; the way he secretly knew she liked it. Each time he forced his way in, he would drive her body back against the rough wet rocks and he would hear her yelp as if each strike would force another orgasmic explosion below. He could feel her muscles tightening and loosening around him as he pushed her harder and harder. He could feel her hands grab his ass harder trying to slow him down.
Justine needed to stop, needed to breathe and give way to the orgasms that had left her body so shaky she was sure she would fall to the ground if he let go of her. She tried to hold his ass, to slow him down. Finally her body gave in and almost went limp around him. Justine let him hold her as he came to a finish.
Chris felt her let go of him and go soft against the rocks. He continued to hold her up against the rocks as he pumped himself to an equally explosive finish. Out of breath and exhausted as he finished cumming, he slowly pulled out and very gently moved back. He carefully moved his now motionless wife down to the ground where he leaned her against him. He sat there breathing deep, running his hands through her hair, kissing her forehead, telling her how much he loved her.
Justine did not have the energy to do anything but sit there and lean on him; her body still shaking from orgasm and exhausted from the climb up the rocks. She felt his skin gently touching her as he lovingly pulled her hair back and massaged her body. She almost fell to tears being reminded of how much she loved and missed this man. She curled her head up on his shoulder and took in this feeling of being one with him.
Chris didn’t want to move, he wanted to sit there holding her all day, but they were not completely under cover and were getting rained on again. After a short break, he spoke. “Justine, do you want to move back over there where we can lay down out of the rain?”
Justine didn’t want to leave afraid things would revert to the way they were before. The freezing rain forced her to change her mind quickly. She did not answer, but slowly moved for their clothes and using him for support stood up. She gave him her hand knowing he would take care of her.
Chris took her hand and they walked out slowly. He stopped when he saw her look up at the rain and smile. Her smile, her splendor, standing there completely naked in the cold rain, her breasts still hard, he didn’t move, he just watched.
Justine could feel his eyes on her; she could feel the love in his gaze. She stopped to take in the moment with him, a moment she would never forget. The rain coming down around them, their bodies shivering with cold; anyone could have walked around that corner and it would not have mattered, they only saw each other.
Finally, she moved again and they headed for cover. Back under the overhang they both dug through their packs looking for more clothes. They found jackets and pants and helped each other get dressed. They then sat there in the quiet of the rain and enjoyed the rest of their lunch, curled up together.
About an hour later, the rain moved out and the sun began to peek through. They gathered their gear and began the summit back down. Justine was afraid of the rocks on the way down and her husband was supportive and considerate in helping her back to the car.
They never made it to the cache that day, but somehow they saved their marriage and they shared an erotic moment that will not be lost to time or old age. A flash of passion and love that will stay with them always.
