On Wednesday morning, Sarah woke up an hour before Greg and was reading in bed when he opened his eyes. Since they did not have a specific schedule, they had not set the alarm. They kissed to say good morning.
Greg got out of bed and walked around to head to the bathroom. He was standing there naked, talking to Sarah about their plans for the day. As his alertness increased, he thought about what they would be doing, and his cock swelled some. Sarah noticed and said, "Hey, save that for later."
Greg leaned over to kiss her and then said, "It is difficult not to be hard when you're near." They kissed again, and Greg went to the bathroom to get ready.
By the time he was out, Sarah was dressed (wearing a white cotton, buttoned blouse; white cotton bra; a light blue, mid-calf length skirt; silk panties – because she likes the way they feel with the glide across her cock; and open toed, low heel, white pumps) and reading again. Greg dressed but was lost in thought with a look on his face like he had been mulling over a puzzle in the bathroom. Sarah noticed, put her book down, and asked, "What is it?"
Greg looked at her even more confused until he realized that she was reading his face. "Oh!" he said as he realized why she asked him that question. "Something I've been wondering about." Sarah was very attentive, so he continued, "I really enjoy fucking you." He paused and corrected himself, "It's more than fucking you, it's making love to you."
Sarah nodded and reciprocated, "I know. And I really enjoy making love to you ... and fucking you." She smiled thinking about the numerous hard core sessions they've had together.
"But," he continued, "when I'm near you, I usually want to take you right there. And as we are getting bolder, is there a point at which we say that we will not go that far." He thought for a moment and added, "Yes, of course there are things we will never do. But how many things which are taboo to us right now, will no longer be taboo five, ten, fifteen years from now?"
Sarah shook her head, "I don't know dear. I'd like to think that if we truly go too far, that one of us will bring us back to reason."
Greg replied, "I'd like to think so, but suppose we're sex addicts." Sarah thought for a moment about that idea. He continued, "My understanding of sex addicts is that the sex controls their lives. They go anywhere for sex. But suppose we are both sex addicts, then we don't have to go anywhere; we have each other." He looked at his beautiful bride lusting after her. "Think about yesterday. We had planned to abstain to help us prepare for today. Yet we still had sex." He paused and very seriously asked, "Do we have a problem?"
Sarah thought hard about this and offered a possible answer, "I don't think we do. We are sexual beings, and what makes it great with us, what makes us want more, is that we are in love. I'm not feeling the need to fuck just anyone. I want to fuck you."
Greg interjected, "and Lisa?"
This made Sarah pause. "I think there is a huge difference in having fun and having a problem." She thought some more. "We haven't lost any jobs or blown our money. We still have a place to live, and we have more friends now than we had two years ago. I think if we were addicts, we would be in a far worse spot if we looked at it objectively."
This satisfied Greg. "Thanks. I just needed to talk it out. I agree with you, but it might be something that we revisit upon occasion." Sarah nodded in agreement.
He finished getting dressed, packed a shoulder bag of things they might need, and they left for a mini-day of exploration.
An hour later they were at the state park and walking to the first location for the day's sexual adventure.
Once there, they found a small little area which offered privacy with a possibility of being discovered. They pulled a blanket out of the shoulder bag and laid it on the ground. They took their shoes off and stood on the blanket and soon were french kissing with their arms wrapped around each other. As their tongues touched, flitted across each other, and explored, they slowly lowered themselves to the ground. They paused their kissing when they got on their knees, and then proceeded to lie down, with Greg on the bottom and Sarah on top of him.
Now they were secure, they went back to kissing as he started to explored her clothed body with his hands. He moved his hands slowly from her thighs to her cheeks, enjoying what he knew lay below his fingertips. She moved to let his hands roam over her body as she would slide and gyrate on top of his, pressing various body parts into him, letting him know that she was a willing participant in this sexual adventure.
He slipped one hand under the waistband of her skirt and panties and massaged her ass. As he worked his hand on her rear, he caused her panties to start to rub on her cock – more than it already was rubbing, and her cock responded by pressing back on the silk material. They lay on the blanket, still not exposing anything to a stray passerby, even though it was obvious where they were heading, but they could not hide certain body parts forever.
As he played with her ass, she arched her back, which pressed her swelling cock onto her panties, her skirt, his pants, and then onto his own swelling cock. Her arching also brought her breasts jutting out towards his face. He smiled with approval. With his free hand, he reached up and rubbed against her blouse trying to find her nipple. It wasn't long before he identified the spot by the slightly raised protrusion through her bra and blouse, as well as by the quick intake of breath when his thumb rubbed across it.
Once identified, he spent a minute massaging the protrusion and pinching it as best as he could through her clothes. Given the layers, it was more a tease than foreplay. She responded well anyway – partly because she felt the sensation run through her body, and partly because she knew that either she would be inside her husband soon or he would be inside her. The expectation made her even hornier.
Greg continued to massage her ass and play with her nipples, feeling his own excitement grow as she rubbed her cock over his. He occasionally would put his hand on the back of her head lowering it so he could kiss her again.
They continued teasing each other for a while, building the anticipation and the arousal. They both had to adjust themselves at some point, because their cocks were hurting under the forced bending. Once their cocks were straightened, they continued the teasing and foreplay for another ten minutes.
With his love moving on top of him, grinding against his aroused cock, he began to feel the cum swelling. His breathing became more irregular until he realized at the rate they were going, he would cum before she ever actually touched his shaft.
He pushed up on her, lifting her torso off him. She was expecting him to play with her breasts again, but he started to sit up, forcing her backwards onto her knees between his legs. She looked at him wondering what he was planning next. Greg explained quietly, "Sorry honey, you were making my cock feel really good. Another few minutes, and I would have creamed my pants."
Sarah smiled an impish grin and debated whether to bring his prediction to fruition. Greg saw the look and knew what she was considering. He was about to say something when she said, "Don't worry Greg. I've decided that I would be disappointed if I didn't see or feel you cum."
Greg leaned forward from his sitting position and grabbed Sarah, bringing her close. He kissed her as her right hand moved down to massage his cock through his pants. She then, worked the hand under the clothing, until she could feel the head of his cock with her fingertips. As she caressed the head, Greg pushed his tongue farther into her mouth. She sucked hungrily.
Then she pulled back and held up her hand for him to be quiet. He was about to speak, when she put her fingers on his mouth and whispered, "I think I hear someone coming."
Greg thought about whispering back, "That might be me," but knew she said 'coming' not 'cumming'.
They listened carefully, and she was right. There was a family of four approaching, looking for a nice picnic spot. The father commented that there looked like a clearing up ahead. Greg and Sarah both were on the verge of laughing as they imagined the looks on the family's faces if the four family members ventured into the clearing where they were. However, the family kept walking, and soon after, Greg and Sarah were kissing again.
As he kissed her and played with her tits and ass, her randiness increased greatly. She so wanted to feel him inside her. She held back as long as she could, but when the urge struck her, she unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and seeing he had nothing underneath them, quickly pulled them to halfway down his thighs, letting his hard cock out. She then straddled his waist and lowered her ass down onto his waiting cock. When the penetration felt some resistance, she stopped lowering herself, leaned over, and grabbed the day pack. She found the lubricant and applied some to the head of his cock and her hole. Once prepared, she lowered herself again, moaning as his shaft entered.
She loved the feeling of him inside, and this was from more than just the physical feeling. She felt his love, his support, his sensuality, and his essence during this. She wondered briefly if it would ever end, but soon went back to living in the moment.
.... There is more of this story ...