Jack was lying face down on the bed naked having just finished a shower. He was playing with his i-phone while waiting for Kristie to finish her bath. They had just come in from a long session in the garden where they had been planting, replenishing the soil and cleaning up the winter mess. It was a hobby they enjoyed doing together.
Feeling refreshed and still playful, Kristie whipped off her towel and jumped on his back straddling him and pressing her vulva into the small of his back. “I’m gonna ride you like a horse,” she announced. Jack smiled and grunted under the weight of each thrust.
“Does that feel good?” she asked purring into his ear. “Do you like this?” she whispered as she pressed her breasts against his back.
“Hmmm,” he answers and feeling mutually playful bucks her into the air. He repeats the wild bucking and neighing a half a dozen times until they are both laughing.
Jack has turned underneath her until she is in the cowgirl position. She positions his cock inside of her, “This is part of my exercise,” she explains. “I mount you to express my dominance. I allow you to enter me and then squeeze you with my thighs and pelvic muscles until you submit.”
“That sounds like a fun game,” Jack smiles devilishly. “Should I call out ‘yeehaw’ and slap your ass a few times?”
“Sure, if it turns you on.”
As they were talking like this as lovers sometimes do, Jack was flexing his prick inside of her. She was reciprocating by flexing her Kegel muscles. They purposefully did not move as the tone in the room took on a more serious nature. They held each other’s gaze not moving for many minutes until the flexing and staying still was too much pressure.
Jack let out groan and an involuntary thrust that led Kristie right with him in a mutual orgasm. “Ahhh, there’s nothing like it!’ he noted.
After about twelve seconds of intensity, she was too enchanted to move and collapsed against his chest in a gelatinous heap. He rolled her over and sat up to take a hit on the pipe. “Hey, I’ll take some of that… may as well add on to the pleasure… Yeah, and while you’re at it, pop us a couple of brewskies, baby.”
Kristie got up to take her obligatory piss and wipe up her always pristine pussy. “Three in one. A triple header,” she thought in baseball terms… Bases loaded and here comes the big hitter!”
Jack came back with two ice cold long necks. “I love you, honey.”
“…and I adore you!”
“So, we’re good then?”
“We’re great!”
“Just checking in…”
They would have the mundane chores of life to do later, but for now they intended to enjoy the light in the forest coming through their bedroom window on a weekend afternoon.
(First published 4/18/13)
