Tender Places: Sexual Perversions of a Young Housewife
As his hands grasped my body tightly and he began kissing me passionately, I felt the desire to fuck while being seen by others. I envisioned a group of men watching us from the shadows while he worked his charm on my body, exciting me. This got me wet, much to the surprise of my lover.
I decided to have a little fun on the way home after a beautiful evening at the movies. I was riding in the car going back home with my husband, Jack, the 40-year-old man who loved me. I told him to drive the car while I sat in the back, stripping for his enjoyment. The road was long enough for me to do so, and it was also secluded since we lived in the country, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Jack couldn’t help but feel excited as I threw my shirt in the back of the car and proceeded to dance in my seat, despite the fact that I was just wearing a push-up bra, black shoes, and stockings.
I watched him struggle to keep both eyes focused on the road while also enjoying the view I afforded him as I began stripping. My name is Mara, and I’m a 34-year-old woman. We don’t have any children and live in a private country estate that Jack built with his father. Now, I have been married to Jack for a year, and our relationship is great. We relocated here a few months ago, just after the epidemic began, since Jack is a screenwriter and requires privacy. Before him, I had a husband who I thought loved me dearly, but he left me for a younger woman. I was heartbroken for a long time, but I managed to find Jack, who is such a perfect husband. So, I don’t see a problem with our relationship, except for the fact that sometimes my husband becomes very serious about his writing. We like to be alone, with only a few close friends, and we enjoy it that way.
I see myself as a tiny, thin lady who is not self-conscious about her appearance. Jack is a little taller than I am. I like how his persona is much more compassionate. There are a lot of nasty macho men in the world, and I don’t want anything to do with them. We are what you would call ordinary individuals, at least on the outside. Our looks are above average, and our fashion sense is not up to the latest styles. People always seem surprised by our relationship, but we have been friends for a long time before and enjoy each other’s company. I think of him as my life partner and of myself as his.
His eyes blazed all over my naked body while I was stretching in the rear of the car for his viewing delight. As the car drew to a halt, I observed Jack smiling at me in the rearview mirror.
“Do you think it’s too much for you, darling?” I inquired, my face beaming.
“You already know how much I adore you,” he remarked.
“Get out of the car; I have something to show you.”
As I stepped out of the car, almost naked, I discovered we were on a back road headed to nowhere. Jack took my hand in his and told me that everything was OK.
A quiet path lay ahead. “I have something to show you.” He wouldn’t tell me what it was.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to put my dress back on?” I was curious.
“It’s closer than you think, honey,” he added, smiling back.
After a few more stairs, a tree, and a little lake, I figured out where he was taking me. It appeared to be an abandoned little old cottage in the woods. He abruptly scooped me up in his arms and dropped me on the green vegetation beside the neighboring little lake, just as I was wondering what his plan was.
As his hands grasped my body tightly and he began kissing me passionately, I felt the desire to fuck while being seen by others. I envisioned a group of men watching us from the shadows while he worked his charm on my body, exciting me. This got me wet, much to the surprise of my lover.
“I’ve always wanted to do this,” he whispered, touching my chest and neck. After working his hands up my body, he gripped my throat and kissed me with passion.
While we were kissing, fingering, and stroking deep into the wilderness, I couldn’t help but wonder whether he’d be interested in my fantasy. When he finally placed his mouth on my nipple and started licking, I moved my fingers up his chest, grasping his neck, and kissed him deeply. I pulled him in and placed my head against his chest as he started to roll his hips into me.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he said as he started rocking into me again. He started sucking on my nipple, and I moaned. I put my hands on his back and ran them down to his butt. He sat up and started rubbing my leg, then placed his hand on my inner thigh. “Yes,” I moaned, “I am, but you’re so hot.” I gasped as he started licking and sucking my neck, sending chills up my spine. Suddenly, he lifted me off his lap and laid me on my back. I put my arms around him as he began to kiss me. As he was running his hands up my body, I began to shiver.
I took a cowgirl position facing him, my thighs clutching his body, and started fucking him hard and deep. “You like that baby,” I said, cradling his cock in my pussy and breathing close into his face with my hands wrapped. I drew him in further, fucking him with my right hand deep into his neck and my left caressing my clitoral area in circular motions while he pounded me hard. We fucked for a few minutes like this, and when I sensed him trying to let go, I grabbed him even tighter with my legs in a scissor stance, forcing him deep inside my walls. Because I can’t have any children, there was no concern.
One of his greatest desires was to shoot his load deep into me while behaving without authority. Despite the fact that I was a tiny woman, putting myself on him drove him on even more.
I began pushing and grinding myself harder and faster on his hard cock as he delivered this exquisite, joyous creampie. We dove into a full embrace while his kisses flooded my lips. The hot, thick sperm dripping from my walls onto his cock and torso as I climaxed forced me to lose control and sink deeply into his embrace. We remained like this for a while as we got up for a quick dip in the nearby lake to wash off before returning to our auto.
After a few minutes of being pressed against his chest and discussing his nature-fucking fantasy in detail, I began stating that I’d always wanted to be seen by others while fucking him. I could see the delight in his eyes even before I finished the statement. Hesitantly, I threw out the word “anything.” Like a kid on Christmas Eve, when he realizes that Santa might actually visit him this year, his eyes light up with excitement. His dark eyes grew wide as he listened to me. Now, he was standing before me with a smile that covered his whole face.
He instantly stated that this was not a secluded place and that many tourists used the trails and trailers around these woods, and while there was a minor risk that someone might see us, this was also the reason he chose to bring us here when he saw me strip in the car.
“I had a sense you’d appreciate this,” he said.
“I’ve seen you get excited when other people gaze at us,” he added.
I was certain the entire nature trip was a figment of his imagination, yet it was all mine. I felt valued in his arms the entire way home.
We weren’t youthful, but our marriage was, and there was a feeling of exploration in our relationship that I hadn’t had in a great many years with another person.
My husband is my best friend, my strongest supporter, my most comforting companion, my most strong motivator, my most sincere joy, my truest love, my darling, and my always. He has mine, completely.
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