I could barely contain my excitement as I slipped out of the back door of the Airbnb we stayed at.
My husband was engrossed by work on his laptop in the living room. I had spotted the young man outside chopping firewood and from the moment I saw him; I was desperate to get up close and personal. He was gorgeous; I had seen him for the past few days working in the garden without a shirt.
Wearing only my favorite pair of overalls, I kicked off my shoes and padded across the grass, feeling exposed and naughty as the warm sunshine caressed my skin.
I glanced back towards the house, heart pounding, and quickly pushed away my guilt. I have been stuck in a mundane marriage for some time. It’s no one's fault, I suppose. My husband deals with his needs with his right hand and porn, now here I was, about to take my pleasure into my own hands as well.
I approached him cautiously, and he smiled in response, sending a delicious thrill up my spine. Noticing my flush of excitement, he set down his axe, and took me in as I made my way to the flowers. Pretending that my goal was a flower arrangement for the living room.
“May I help you?” he asked as he saw me steal the first of several flowers. “You're not supposed to pick those.”
I looked over at him, my bare nipples rubbing the inside the bib of the overalls. My side boob on display.
“Oh, sorry. I thought I would brighten up the place for the next couple,” I said.
“You brighten up the place enough, I think,” he said. “But you still can’t pick the flowers.”
“Stop me,” I growled with a lusty tone. He smiled back at my defiance.
“Ok,” he said. “You have been asking for it all week.”
I had been, sort of. Relentlessly flirting with him to make my husband jealous. I stood there as he walked over. I imagined him taking out his cock and pressing it to my lips. Instead, he walked behind me. I looked back over my shoulder and saw him reach for me.
Without a word, his hands moved gently to my straps, undoing each button with exquisite precision until they hung limply around my waist.
He slid my overalls down my legs, pooling at my ankles. Binding my ankles together and rooting me to the spot, fully exposed, save for my tits that were covered by my hand-bra. He appeared in front of me again, and I panted with pleasure as the back of his hand brushed my belly on the way to my pussy, where his had turned over and he cupped my sex.
I uncovered one breast and brushed my hair over one ear as he leaned in and kissed me. Our tongues playing with each other, taking turns fucking each other's mouths. He lowered his jeans and guided my hand to his cock. My body completely alive.
He was tall and handsome, with a broad and muscular body, and an air of confidence that drew me in. His cock was so thick.
I blushed a bit now as I thought of what might happen next as he pressed his body to mine. I was a little self-conscious as I looked to make sure nobody else was around. As if sensing my thoughts, the young man smiled as he picked me up, my overalls sliding off my feet and falling free now. Carrying me further under the canopy of trees. Still visible to the house, but not so out in the open.
I smiled and took in his russet-coloured hair and intense brown eyes. Beams of sunlight shone down through the trees, and in the distance I could hear birds singing. His cock stool tall and I felt it touch my pussy and as he lifted me higher, I felt the head of his perfect cock come to rest at my entrance, at that moment, all I could focus on was the handsome young man who held me, his eyes locked onto mine.
I bit my lip in anticipation as he entered me, feeling his cock slide deep inside in one smooth motion. It felt wonderful, twice the size of her husband’s, stretching me in a way that made electricity course through her body.
I gasped and cried out as he thrust deeper and faster. The pleasure was almost unbearable, and I wrapped my arms and legs around him. He moved faster, and soon dense waves of pleasure echoed throughout my body. I was such an intense pleasure, feeling a new cock inside me.
He drove himself inside me in long, sure strokes to the rhythm of my rising moans. his hands gripping me tightly, a thrill radiating through every nerve in my body as I felt him cum inside me. He leaned back onto a tree, which served to push him inside me deeper.
My insides still pulsing with desire, and an electric charge lighting up my whole being.
I thought I had gotten away with something, which was exciting by itself. But, as I headed back inside to make breakfast, I spotted my husband at the tall bay windows of the bedroom. In one hand, he had his phone, making a video, I assume. The other he had his cock, and on the window was a thick film of cum.
I smiled sheepishly at him as I walked inside. My husband came to the kitchen as I arranged the flowers.
“You're so fucking sexy,” he said.
“Told you if you ignored me today like you have this whole vacation, I was going to fuck him,” I said.
“I guess I will have to ignore you a little more,” he said, stripping me of my overalls again and getting to his knees, kissing my belly. I felt nasty as I lifted one leg and offered him my pussy. He was actually going to eat my pussy. Which was a little too intense for me so I pushed him away and headed for the bedroom.
The rejection was just what was needed to fire him up and get him to fuck me the rest of the day. But I was so wet he couldn’t get the traction he needed to cum, so he just kept fucking me, and that was just fine.
“I can’t believe it, baby. How fucking hot you were. Your cum filled cunt feels so good wrapped around my cock,” he said as he slowly fucked me, reclaiming me with each long stroke of his cock.
“Now that I know, my dear husband, is only the beginning,” I said.