16.0 Anne and Ron take a Trip to a State Park

Anne and Ron were taking their first vacation in years. He had a business trip and they were going to use time after he finished his business to spend Friday night and Saturday (their anniversary) at a state park nearby. They had decided to make Saturday an anniversary sex day and wanted to increase the enjoyment by abstaining from sex a couple of days. Anne liked the idea of the extra sexual tension; Ron not so much.

Thursday, they checked into a hotel near his meeting. Ron definitely had no complaints as Anne walked around that evening in her altogether getting ready for bed. For the first time in a long time, the only nightgown she brought with her was the one she was born in. They kept their commitment to wait on sex until their anniversary, but several times during the night, Ron checked to ensure some interesting parts of Anne’s body were still there.

Friday dawned, the weather promising a great weekend. Ron left for his meeting intending to return by 1:30 PM checkout. Anne spent that morning lounging in the hotel room. Anticipation of the romance they had planned for Saturday made it hard to wait. She daydreamed of naughty little vignettes in which she played at seduction.

Waiting for Ron, Anne was dressed as sexually as she dared. She had planned how they could leave the hotel so no one saw her on their way out. She had chosen to wear one of Ron’s white tank-tops without a bra. She knew he would be able to see her dark nipples through the shirt and the sides of her breasts through the large arm holes. She also wore shorts, but no panties. The shorts were very loose and if she wasn’t very careful, they tended to expose short curly brown hair. When they were out of sight in the hotel parking lot, she intended to make sure she wasn’t very careful.

Ron’s reaction when he returned was all Anne had hoped. The drive to the state park wasn’t easy for him with the bulge in his pants. Checking into their cabin, he could hardly get their bags in the room before covering her with kisses and his hands were on her breast. She pushed him back. Their anniversary wasn’t until the following day and she wanted to wait.

They were scheduled to explore the park that afternoon. Anne thought about changing into something more conservative – at least putting on some underwear. Instead, she opted for wearing one of Ron’s heavier shirts that covered her top and its shirttail covered her shorts. Ron knew what was (and wasn’t) under his shirt, but no one else did. On their tour of the park, he stuck extremely close to her, even to the point where she was stumbling over his feet.

After the park, they went back to the cabin. She dropped his shirt and went to the restroom. When she returned, she had neglected to put her shorts back on. The rest of the evening she walked around the cabin, bottomless, leaving him in pretty much a permanent state of erection. She smiled to herself. Sexual teasing was fun.

Supper was sandwiches and chips from the stash they brought with them. Ron was not really interested in food. In fact, the way he watched her during supper reminded her of a scene from an old movie out of the early 1960’s called “Tom Jones”. They went to bed early that night. Neither was interested is staying up to watch TV. She decided to wear just his tank-top to bed. She liked Ron’s reaction to her bottomless.

Saturday dawned. Ron was up early and made instant coffee and egg bowl breakfasts in the microwave. When Anne joined him, she was still bottomless. Standing there in his Jockeys, his erection immediately sprang to attention. He squirmed some all during breakfast, but was more at ease than he’d been the last few days – for obvious reasons. Waiting was over.

Breakfast finished, there was no reason for more sexual teasing. Anne pulled the tank top off. Ron discarded his Jockeys. Putting her arms around him, she pulled him against her bare breasts and pushed her pussy against his erection. He hugged her for a few moments and then brought one hand around to fondle a breast. He weighed it in his hand and then gently massaged it as the nipple grew hard. He then took his finger and traced her areola. Every time he touched her nipple, she felt the familiar tingle between her legs.

He led her to the living room sofa. He turned her to face him for another romantic kiss. This time his hands went down her back to her cheeks to pull her against his erection as tightly as he could, lifting her off the floor. He then lowered her down onto the sofa. Spreading her legs, he sat at her feet and bent over to kiss and then run his tongue along her pussy lips.

She was fine with his kissing, but when she felt his tongue touch her vagina, she had the same reaction she usually did. She was embarrassed to have him taste her pussy. She wanted to tell him to stop. She had never been able to shake off knowing that was where she pees. It was even worse now that sometimes she ejaculated when she orgasmed. And just like every other time, it always felt so very good that she said nothing and just lay there enjoying it.

He went up her swollen lips to her erect clitoris and began flicking it with the tip of his tongue. Almost instantaneously, she came. A groan was squeezed from her lungs as her pussy pulsated. Gradually the contractions stopped and she felt at peace, like she had been covered with a warm blanket.

There was one more thing she needed. Anne rolled off the sofa on to some pillows on the floor. She was on her hands and knees with her bottom pointed up toward Ron in the doggie position. She spread her knees apart and put her shoulders on the pillows. She couldn’t imagine a more immodest position. Her bottom was high in the air. Her cheeks were spread wide apart exposing all of her most private parts.

Ron grabbed the top of her hips and pulled himself in to her. Instead of moving in and out as he normally did, he just pulled her cheeks against him as tightly as possible, as if trying to make himself go deeper. Then she felt it – for only the second time in their marriage. His erection began to swell and then pulsate as he filled her without moving. Surprised, unable to control herself, she cried out, “I can feel it. I can feel it.” She heard him chuckle.

He stayed there for a moment, both of them exhausted by their orgasms. Then supported by the pillows, they rolled on to their sides with him still in her. As they lay there, he reached around and held her breast. Then he whispered in her ear, “Happy anniversary.” Yes, this had been a very, very happy anniversary.

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  1. LovingMan says:

    Frankie, such a cool story. I would have not been able to sleep if my wife was sexually teasing me like that. The following part of your story gave me a good laugh:

    “They kept their commitment to wait on sex until their anniversary, but several times during the night, Ron checked to ensure some interesting parts of Anne’s body were still there.”

    That’s really funny!

    I gotta tell you that two holidays ago my wife had me so wired that when she started to give me oral I came at once!
    That is kind of like your experience in this story. That experience we had is in my most recently published story: Saint Patrick Day Traditions.

    Unique lovemaking experiences liven up our marriage sex lives. We say, when we do or discover something new, “That was different and different is good!”

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