This a true story of a husband and wife. Like every relationship there are lots of twists and turns (some unexpected) but its 100% non-fiction. This is the third part of the series and there will be more parts to follow that span several years, so if you enjoy it I hope you look for my other submissions in the near future.
THE PICTURE
We woke up early the following morning because we had a long day ahead of us, and it was our last day for this vacation. We were going to drive up Smokey Mountain Highway to a stop that sits just under 6,000ft above sea level to do some hiking and about anything we could do to enjoy the mountains. The day turned into almost 200 miles of driving. That doesn’t seem like a lot, but it was virtually all curvy mountain road driving coupled along with lots of hiking and sight-seeing.
We actually took in the sunset from a picturesque location. We had planned on getting an early start on dinner but seeing as we still had to drive over an hour back to the cabin, and it was already past sunset that didn’t happen. I was still hell bent on using the grill out in the yard to cook for us. I picked up a very nice 10oz. filet steak for me and a large piece of fresh salmon for her at a nice meat market. We got back to the cabin around 9pm and immediately prepped dinner together, and I went outside to cook. I had a glass of bourbon with my perfectly medium-rare steak, and she had a glass of wine with her grilled salmon. After dinner we cleaned up the kitchen, and put the dishes away.
We both decided that we should finish the evening in the hot tub. I went outside and started the pump on the hot tub to ensure it was nice and hot. I had to take the large foam cover off of it, and as soon as I did the steam beneath escaped. I could smell the chlorine in the air, and feel the warmth of the steam. We were there in this private cabin alone, so no bathing suits would be used. Both of our glasses were empty so I went back into the kitchen to refill them. This was my wife’s second large glass of wine for the day, and my second glass of bourbon.
I returned to find my wife already inside the hot tub. She looked instantly relaxed. I handed her the fresh glass of wine, removed my clothes, and I slipped in the hot tub. I kind of melted into the water, as the jets massaged on my back and shoulders. I could have very easily gone to sleep right then and there. I slid over beside my wife who by now, was deep relaxed state. My hand found her right thigh, and I began to lightly massage it. I moved to her calf and finally to her foot for a nice and slow sensual foot massage.
She raised her left leg from beneath the water, and softly whispered “don’t forget about this one too.” I released her right foot and took her left foot into my hands. My thumbs pressed into the arch of her foot, massaging away the pain and tightness from the hikes of the day. I massaged her right calf just as I had done the right, and also her left thigh.
After a while and without warning the pump timer had shut off so it was quiet outside. I was still massaging her legs, and over the quiet splashes of water, I could hear voices coming from the woods. I immediately stopped all movement and listened closely. It only took a moment to realize that the sound was coming from people in one of the other cabins at a lower elevation on the mountain. Again, we are at the tip top, and there are multiple cabins that we pass on the way up, but there are none within direct eyesight.
Then it got quiet again and I didn’t think anymore of the people around us. I turned the timer dial, and the pump began to run again. Alcohol must have a more intense effect in a hot tub because in just a short while I was feeling a little loopy. Our hands and feet were beginning to “prune”, and I was sweating. It was time to get out, and my wife agreed. We both dunked ourselves in the water to rinse the sweat from our foreheads and hair, and exited.
I dried my wifes naked body before wrapping her in the towel to keep her warm, and I then dried myself off. My wife turned to face me and dropped her towel and took my cock into her hand, and my cock leapt from the sensation. She leaned forward and without saying a word she kissed me deeply and passionately. I held her body to mine, and the warmth of our bodies muted the cool mountain air that was soaking into our damp skin.
My wife knelt down with her knees resting on the towel I dried her off with, and lightly kissed the head of my semi-flaccid cock. Her breath was warm, and her lips were soft. With her hand she took my cock into her mouth, and began to suck it slowly. It began to stiffen in her mouth, and I was soon fully erect. She used her right hand to rub herself, and her left to massage my balls. My cock was released from her lips with an audible “pop”, and my wife began to lick and suck on my balls while stroking my cock. Her warm breath and saliva mixed with the coolness of the night time air provided for a sensational hand and blow job.
Suddenly though she stopped and stood before me. Neither of us said a word, but my wife turned around and bent over the handrail. She positioned herself for me to enter her from behind. Being that she is 5’1″ and I am nearly 6′ tall there quite a height difference. I stood with my legs outside of hers, and I carefully guided myself to enter her.
Her cunt was hot, wet, and eager for a good long fucking. I entered her with one movement, and she let out a loud long moan. Suddenly I heard voices again coming from below us, and I noticed outdoor lights shining through the wooded mountainside. The sound she made was unmistakable. I couldn’t see anyone through the foliage so I knew they couldn’t see us, and I began to fuck my wife just like she was wanting me too.
We were aware of the other people so she wasn’t moaning as loudly. But, when she orgasmed there was no doubt in my mind that if they were still outside, that they would’ve heard it. All this did was turn us both on even more. We stopped and walked quickly inside the cabin and directly to the bed where I basically fell directly on top of her; I wanted to taste her though. I kissed and suckled my way down her breasts, her abdomen, and her pubic area before I finally began to lap the sweet nectar from her cunt.
I was plunging my tongue into her and rubbing her clit with my left thumb. She raised her legs and rested them on my back. I continued to rub her clit with my thumb, but this new angle allowed me to lower myself further and I licked her perineum and finally the tip of my tongue found her asshole. This is not the first time that I have done this, but unlike every other time she didn’t flinch from the sensation of me licking her there. Instead, she moaned loudly, and said slowly, “ohhhhhh myyyyyyyy…mhmmmm”. I felt her tight asshole relax after a minute or two of my licking her rear entrance while my left thumb was still busy with clitoral stimulation. It’s almost like her asshole was almost inviting the intrusion of my tongue. Soon she began to roll her hips around basically ass-fucking herself with my tongue as she experienced her second orgasm.
I stopped my oral assault on her, and raised myself to eye level with her. She was gorgeous and visibly aroused. Beads of sweat had formed on her forehead and the glistened in the moonlight that was peeking through the windows of our bedroom. I entered her cunt with my rock-hard cock for a second time. She moaned loudly into the air, and grabbed my waist to hold my cock deep inside of her. She was doing kegals and I could feel the walls of her canal clasp tightly against my stiffness. Neither of us moved, but my wife orgasmed again from the exercise.
I asked her if I could fuck her ass, and her reply was hesitant and almost shy. She said “I don’t know, you can try I guess”. I always kept a small bottle of lube with me when on the road for when I masturbate and luckily, I brought it along but still packed in one of the pouches of my suitcase. I retrieved the bottle from its zipper compartment, and applied an ample amount to the head of my cock and down the shaft. I poured one more dab on the tip of index finger, and spread in on and around her asshole.
Then, I remembered a tutorial I had seen on a porn site many years ago. The instructions were to make it kind of like a deep and sensual massage. I remember them saying the glands around the anus had to be relaxed for pleasure to be achieved. I did my best and used the lube like massage oil. After a few moments my index finger was circling her asshole, and with the slightest pressure I could feel the muscles relax. My index finger was allowed to enter with little effort or force, and soon I switched to my thumb and her hole widened to accept it. My cock was throbbing hard and I stroked myself with my free hand. I have wanted to do this for a very long time, and with my wife, on this trip, on this night would be like icing on the cake!!
I positioned myself and began rubbing my well lubed cock on her labia, and finally on her ass. I aimed the tip to her hole, and with light pressure I pressed against it. I did not apply anymore pressure but I could feel her ass muscles relax and then tense back up. She was trying to relax, but the muscles instinctively did not want to allow it. I was unrelenting though, and finally the head of my cock penetrated her. She was very tight, and visibly uncomfortable, but she wanted it. She allowed me to continue. I asked her if she wanted me to stop. She said, “No…..I mean it hurts but I don’t want you to stop”. So…… I continued.
A little deeper with each few strokes and soon my entire cock was inside her ass, slowly pumping in and out. I never sped up, but I didn’t need to. I could tell she was in pain, but at the same time the pleasure was erogenous. She didn’t want me to stop. I couldn’t believe what was happening, but the view was amazing. Each time my cock buried in her ass, her cunt responded by clasping shut. The juices from her orgasms earlier were trickling from her slit, and providing extra lubrication for my cock.
I massaged her clit, and I could tell that another orgasm was imminent. As the pressure built from within her body, her asshole got tighter and tighter. I began fingering her with two fingers and began to DP my wife with my cock and fingers and suddenly and my wife erupted with another long and piercing orgasm. Her ass muscles clinched tight, and I came inside her ass for the first time ever. Our orgasms subsides, and I fell collapsed onto her chest breathing heavily. It was one of the most satisfying orgasms in my life!
I kissed her deeply and much to my dismay my now flaccid and well drained cock slipped out of her ass. She got out of bed and went to the bathroom to clean herself up and then I showered, and brushed my teeth. I was in there for only a few minutes but much to my surprise upon exiting the bathroom my wife was lying in bed fingering herself. Her legs were spread wide I could see the wetness on her fingers in the light from the vanity.
I approached her from the bathroom and she sat up in the bed, and she placed her pussy soaked fingers in my mouth. I sucked her fingers and tasted that same sweet nectar once again. I wanted more of it too so I went down her on her again. I was rewarded with her orgasm filling my mouth with her hot juices. My cock was mostly soft and after two very erotic orgasms that day, I wasn’t sure if I could get hard again. I stroked myself while I was going down on her. I clasped my balls in my hand, and I even rubbed across my taint to attempt to arouse myself. My erection came finally, and I stood up.
Her pussy was sopping wet. She didn’t want sensual or slow. She wanted a good hard cunt fucking. I plunged my cock into her awaiting hole, and my balls slapped against her ass as I pounded my cock into her time and time again. A few minutes passed I knew she was about to cum again, and as the sensation began to rush through her body. She looked deep into my eyes, Her body was rigid and tense. She held herself up by wrapping her arms around my neck, and I continued to pound my cock in and out of her cunt in full length strokes. She came and didn’t breathe for a few seconds.
She came hard! Her skin was flushed and hot to touch. Her orgasm didn’t subside until after I came deep and hard into her; I fell into the bed. She took a breath with a long and slow inhale, and her color instantly turned back to normal. I was exhausted, my groins were completely drained, and I had just filled both of my wife’s holes with my seed.
Neither of us got out of bed again that night. We covered ourselves with the blanket, and began to drift off to sleep. It took only a few seconds before I fell asleep holding my wife’s naked body. Unfortunately, every vacation has an end, and this one was no different. The following morning we packed our things and left the cabin.
My wife had to fly back home, and I had a long drive back to the city where I was working. I drove us back to Knoxville where she was flying out of and we had just enough time to eat a quick bite of lunch. Just a few miles from the airport I located an old school diner. It was complete with yellow vinyl seats, chrome accents, and 50’s rock and roll music playing from the jukebox.
I knew that my wife was about to get on a plane and fly back to our home, and I wouldn’t see her for several weeks. Naturally the mood was somber, but we both tried to keep it as upbeat as possible. We had discussed our issues A LOT during this short weekend, but the goal of the weekend was for both of us to agree to try to work out our marital issues. I had hoped she would find enjoyment in my company again, and hopefully begin to see me in a different light. While we waited on our food the conversation was fun and playful.
Then our food arrived and as we ate, we began to talk about the events of yesterday and last night. The persona she was giving off was one of interest, but also embarrassment. She buried her face in her hands for a minute out of disbelief that she had actually invited me to fuck her ass, and all of a sudden she realized all of the events that the 2 glasses of wine had made her forget.
She looked up from her hands with a puzzled look on her face, and asked “did you cum in my ass?!?!?!” I simply replied by nodding my head slowly. For a brief second she was shocked, but she grinned devilishly almost like she was turned on from it. I took out my phone and snapped a quick photo of her in that exact moment. I had never seen that look on her face, and I was mesmerized by it. It was glorious!!
We lost track of time during our meal and conversation, and her boarding time was very soon. We quickly finished our meal, and I paid and we rushed to airport outbound flights drop-off line. It was too fast, but I got one last kiss from her and told her, “I love You”. Before she closed the door to my truck, she replied ” I know you do.” It was long and lonely 6hr drive back to where I was working.
I arrived in town late at night, but I remembered the picture I took of her at the restaurant. As I was driving to my rental house I noticed a 24-hr pharmacy and photo center just up the road. I pulled in and went to the photo center, and used the automatic photo printing machine to print myself a 5×7 of the photo. I cropped it and did a little color enhancement and I pressed print the print button. I then found a nice black and chrome picture frame to put it in, and I paid for both the picture and the frame. I got to my rental house, and put the picture on the nightstand beside my bed.
To this day, I look at it every night before I go to sleep and remember our trip to the mountains.