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I leaned on the fence, panting for breath. It was a tough run up the Wentworth Trail to the lookout, but the views made it worthwhile. It was spectacular, looking out over the green bush, hills rolling away into the distance. Far below, I could see the houses of the small village where we were staying. I was proud that we had run the whole way. Of course, we had to run back again, but that wouldn't be too hard as it was mostly downhill.
Alex was leaning on the fence beside me. Then he moved behind me and put his arms around my waist. I felt his crotch pressing against my ass, and my mind went back to when we had started the run.
“Run up to the lookout?” he had said.
“You're on,” I replied.
“It's a tough run.”
“There’ll be some sore muscles afterwards.”
“There will indeed.”
“So we’ll need to stretch very thoroughly.”
“I suppose we will,” I said with a smile.
We were on holiday, almost a second honeymoon. Although you could hardly call it a second honeymoon, when we hadn't had a first one. We had married early, straight out of high school. People told us we were too young, that we should get out and see the world. My friends told me I should try other partners before committing myself for life. I know his friends said the same.
But I knew he was the one, and I wasn't going to risk losing him. And he said I was the one for him, that he would always be there for me, and he wanted to marry me. And of course, our names were so perfect together, Alex and Zoe, A to Z. It was meant to be. So marry we did.
At least our families were supportive. They helped us all they could with the wedding. Which wasn’t much. We had a service at the church, and a bring-your-own supper at my uncle’s house. There was no question of a honeymoon.
But we managed. We had each other. And in short order we had three children too. We worked hard, but looking back, I still don’t know how we did it. But somehow, we kept putting food on the table and clothes on the children.
And now, fourteen years on, things were very different. Alex's work had paid off and his business was running well. So much so that we could consider ourselves comfortable. And we could actually take a holiday! Both sets of grandparents were happy to have the children for a while, so we did some research and made the bookings.
Of course, we chose somewhere we could go running. We had both been athletes in school, that was the thing that first brought us together. Through all the tough times, it was what kept us together. Whatever stresses came upon us, they seemed smaller after a run. Of course with the children around, we often couldn't run together. So we would take turns. One of us would go out first, then the other once they returned.
Sometimes we could go to a park, and run around a field while the children played in the middle. It wasn't the same as having a proper run, but we got some exercise, and the kids had fun.
But the reason I smiled at Alex's comment, was that stretching was a code word for us. He used to say that stretching after a run was very important, so out of his concern for my health, he would help me stretch. And he insisted that one particular stretch was the most important of all.
I had my doubts, because I’d never seen this stretch in any running guide, but Alex was a good athlete. So when he assured me that stretching my vagina was vital, I took his word for it. And, of course, the best way to stretch a vagina is to put a penis in it. So when one of us smiled and talked about stretching, we knew what it meant.
Now, when Alex held me from behind, and pressed his crotch against my ass, I knew exactly what was on his mind. He just held me for a few seconds, but I could feel his erection growing, pressing against me. His hands moved slowly up my ribs, until they rested over my breasts.
He gently rubbed and stroked, finding my nipples through the thin running shirt. I leaned back against him, enjoying the feeling. We were in a public place, and the fear of getting discovered added an extra dimension to the sensation. I was surprised how quickly I was getting turned on.
“Alex, you are being a naughty boy,” I said.
“This isn't naughty,” he replied, “this is just being friendly. Naughty would be if I put my hand down your shorts, like this.” And in a second his hand was down the front of my panties, resting on my pussy.
“Alex, don't, someone will see us.”
“No they won't, it's a tough climb, we’ll hear anyone coming before they get close enough to see us. And even if someone did arrive, they’ll only see a couple having a friendly cuddle.”
All this while, he was rubbing my pussy. My breath had calmed down from the run, but now I was panting again. The fear of being seen was adding to my arousal. There was a feeling that I should tell him to stop, but I was enjoying it too much to want to stop.
Alex probed between my lips, and discovered how wet I was. His finger slipped easily into my vagina. He took it out and rubbed some of the juice around my clit. I gasped with pleasure. It seemed to have been a long time, but I was sure it was only a couple of minutes. I couldn't believe it was happening so quickly, but I was on the edge of coming!
Alex's probing and rubbing became more urgent, and soon I was over the edge. I stifled a moan as the orgasm took me. Alex held me tight as my body shuddered.
Once I had recovered, I turned to face him. “You are a very naughty boy indeed,” I told him.
“I am,” he agreed with a smirk. I looked down. His shorts were thin, the type of special running shorts that you wear without underwear. The type of shorts that make it very obvious if a man has an erection. And boy, did he have an erection! His cock was pushing the shorts out, leaving a gap at the waist. I was captivated by the sight.
“Well, you're not going to run very far like that, are you?” I said.
“So what are you going to do about it?” he replied.
I move d quickly, before I could think about it too much. I pulled the shorts down and exposed his cock. I took hold of it. I stroked up and down, thrilled with my boldness.
Alex moaned. I heard voices from farther down the path. I only had two choices, stop or speed up. I sped up. In a few seconds I was holding Alex's spasming cock, watching the thick cum spurt out of it. I held him until he stopped coming and then quickly pulled his shorts up again. We just had time to turn around and face the view, when another couple came into the clearing.
We jogged easily down the hill, just enjoying the scenery. We didn't push too hard, as we had to be careful not to slip. Also, my mind was not entirely on the run. Given what had happened at the top of the trail, my thoughts were heading in other directions.
As we got near our holiday house, Alex said, “You go ahead.”
“Are you going to let me win?”
“I'm happy for you to go first if it lets me look at your bum.” As I ran on, I was getting turned on even more at the thought that he was watching me.
When we got back, we took off our shoes and socks and went inside. I leaned over against the back of the sofa and began stretching. It's important to stretch well after running. I knew Alex was waiting for his favorite stretch, but I needed to stretch my calves and hamstrings as well.
Of course, when you bend over, wearing skimpy running shorts, in the presence of a horny husband, the results are quite predictable. Within a few seconds I felt Alex running his hands over my ass. It felt nice. “That's all very well,” I said, “but it's hard to concentrate on your stretching when you've got a hot man fondling your butt.”
“I quite understand,” he said. So he moved to my side and began fondling my breasts instead.
“That's not helping my concentration.”
“It's helping me concentrate on what I think is important.”
“Yes, it's important,” I agreed, “but let me finish stretching first. I'm sure you can wait a few minutes.”
“Alright,” said Alex, “I promise, no touching for a few minutes.” Then I felt him pulling down my shorts and panties.
“What are you doing?” I said?
“You said no touching,” he replied, “so I'm not going to touch, I'm just going to look for a while.” I let him take my shorts and panties down and stepped out of them. I returned to my stretching, but I was already very turned on. Knowing that the position I was in gave him a beautiful view of my ass and pussy was making me horny as hell.
I finished my standing-up stretch. Then I realised what was next in my sequence. I sat down on the floor, spread my legs wide, and leaned over one leg. Alex was sitting on a dining chair, a wide grin on his face. “How very kind of you,” he said.
“You realise that this is just the next stage in my stretching, don’t you?”
“Of course, my dear,” he replied, “it’s just a fortunate coincidence that it gives me an excellent view of your pussy.”
As I watched, he stood and pulled off his running shorts. He was already half hard, his cock standing out proudly. He stroked slowly up and down, soon reaching full erection. I moved over to the other leg, but I must admit my stretching was a little rushed. My attention was much more on the special stretch that Alex clearly had in mind. And now that I thought about it, getting my vagina stretched was an excellent idea!
I got up and went over to stand in front of him. Holding his cock in both hands, I manoeuvred into position so I could rub it against my pussy. I was already wet, and when I lowered myself, his cock easily slipped into me. When I put my hands around his neck, he held me at the waist, so I was sitting securely. “Now you're talking,” he said, “this is the stretch that I really like.”
“I like it too,” and I rocked up and down a little more, enjoying the sensation of the hard cock working inside me.
I leaned forward for a kiss, and Alex met me eagerly. We kissed lazily for a while, and then broke apart. I smiled. What we had done on top of the hill was urgent and welcome, but I also liked a long slow lazy fuck. We had the time now, and I was going to make the most of it.
As I looked over Alex’s shoulder, I could see the kitchen, and an idea popped into my head. “Hey,” I said, “what about we try a different position in each room?”
“What a splendid idea,” he replied. I got myself off him and walked to the kitchen. “You could hop up onto the bench and open your legs,” said Alex.
“I don't think so,” I replied. Apart from the fact that it would be cold and hard, I didn't find fancy putting my pussy on a surface that I was later going to use for preparing food. “How I how about I just bend over, and you enter me from behind?”
“Works for me.” I bent over and rested my hands on the sink. Alex stood behind me. “God, you're beautiful,” he said.
“Ha! That would be more flattering if you weren’t just staring at my ass and pussy,” I replied.
“But you have a beautiful ass and pussy,” he replied. I smiled. I liked to pretend it was rude for him to concentrate on my body, but in fact I loved it. I loved that I still turned him on after so long, and that he was so willing to say it. I felt his hands on my hips, and his cock nuzzling between my pussy lips. He held on for a few seconds, building the suspense, and then in one push, his cock slid right into me.
“Told you your pussy was gorgeous,” he said. “And I must say, it looks even better with my dick sliding in and out of it.”
“I’ll have to take your word for it about the view,” I said, “but I can assure you it feels pretty good.” Alex got into a good rhythm, not too fast, just a nice steady thrusting. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling.
After a few minutes Alex said, “Want to try the next room?” “Sure,” I replied. Alex withdrew and I stood up.
“Let’s say that chair was the dining room. So we’ve done that, and the kitchen. I suggest the sofa in the lounge for the next round.”
“How about you lie down on the sofa, and open your legs, and we'll see where we go from there?”
I did as he suggested, lying down and spreading my legs to display my pussy. “I wonder what will happen now?” I asked.
Alex came and knelt on the floor beside me. He leaned over to kiss me on the lips. We shared another lazy kiss, tongues twining together. “I think a little oral stimulation might be in order,” said Alex.
“I'm not going to argue,” I replied. Alex dropped his head to my breast and began gently kissing my nipple. Although my breasts were small, they were very sensitive. He slowly licked around my nipple, and then began to suck gently. He moved to the other breast and repeated the treatment. I felt his teeth very lightly close on my nipple.
My tension went up a notch. The hint of danger made the pleasure even more intense. Of course, he would never intentionally hurt me, but having teeth on your nipple is always a little bit risky.
Alex licked and kissed my breasts until I was writhing in delight. He kissed me on the lips again, and then moved down so that he was sitting between my legs. “I wonder what else might be suitable for some oral stimulation?” he asked.
“I'm sure you'll think of something.”
“Well, maybe I'll experiment a bit.”
He leaned forward and took a long lick of my pussy, dragging his tongue between my folds, so that it grazed my clit. I gasped. “Well, that experiment seemed successful,” he said, and he did it again. I lay back and settled down to enjoy the ride.
Alex went into a series of little kisses, pecking around my thighs and tummy, and then heading in to kiss my pussy. It was a delicious feeling, not knowing quite where his lips were going to land next. He pressed his face into my pussy and pushed his tongue between my folds. Finding my entrance, he probed a little into my vagina.
I squirmed as he pushed his tongue in and out of me. Alex sat back and began to caress me with one hand. I enjoyed this as well. He stroked all around my pussy, rubbing and caressing. Carefully probing between my lips, his finger slid easily into my vagina. He added another finger, and began slowly moving in and out.
He kept me on edge, taking me close, but never quite there. He removed his fingers and went back to licking. There was less teasing now. He separated my lips and set his tongue right on my clit. I gasped and moaned. There was no going back now.
His licking got faster, and I tipped over the edge. My body shook and tensed as I gave myself over to the orgasm.
Alex kept his lips on my pussy until I had stopped coming. Then he sat up. I opened my eyes and gave him a lazy grin. “Nice to know running is not the only thing you're good at,” I said.
“Nice to be with someone who appreciates my skills,” he replied.
After a few minutes of recovery, Alex said “Ready for the next round?”
“You bet,” I said. He took my hand and led me towards the bathroom. It felt wonderful, walking hand in hand through the house, completely naked, heading for another room, so we could choose another position to fuck in.
We got to the bathroom and I said, “Well, after that performance, I think the next position should involve more oral stimulation, but the other way round.”
“I'm not going to argue,” said Alex. There was a wide border round the bath, so I could sit comfortably. Alex moved in front of me, and we both grinned. We were at exactly the right heights, his dick right in front of my face.
I reached out to take him in my hand, stroking the long hard shaft, just enjoying the sensation. Then I leaned forward for a little lick, running my tongue around his swollen head. Alex moaned in appreciation. I kissed down his shaft, licking his balls, and then back up again. I set my lips against the end of his knob, and pressed forward, allowing the lovely penis to slide into my mouth.
I was pretty good at blowjobs, probably the result of much practice. I took him to the back of my throat and went into a long, slow suck. I moved my head back and forwards, squeezing my mouth around his cock. I liked to warm up, get used to feeling of having my mouth full of penis.
But it was time to go further. I took his dick right to the back of my mouth. I relaxed carefully, and then pushed some more, letting his cock slide into my throat. I carefully maneuvered, and before long I had my nose pressed against his stomach, his whole cock engulfed in my mouth.
I sat back for a rest and took a few deep breaths. Alex groaned. “Have I mentioned that you're amazing?” he said.
“Not recently,” I replied.
“That would be more flattering if I hadn't just been sucking your cock.”
“Well, I have to admit, among your many skills, that’s one of my favorites.”
I took him into my mouth again, sucking slowly, stroking his shaft and balls with my hand. The deep throat performance was good, but I couldn't do too much of it. But I could sure keep sucking his cock. After so long together, I knew how much I could stimulate him. Not that I minded him coming in my mouth, but I needed to keep him ready for a lot more pussy pounding!
After a last suck, I looked up and said, “Ready for the next room?”
“Sure thing,” he replied.
I took him by the hand and led him to the spare bedroom. “Why don't you lie down there on your back?” I said.
“Your wish is my command.”
I just stood enjoying the view for a while. Alex had a handsome face, strong jaw, light grey eyes. He was muscular from all the work he did, his chest solid and his stomach flat. But that wasn't the highlight of the view. I loved to just look at him, his cock standing up hard and proud. I felt a smug satisfaction. I had done this to him, I had turned him on, made him hard. And I was going to fuck him.
I got on the bed and straddled him, facing his head. I took his cock in both hands and stroked up and down. I wanted to spin it out, but my need to be filled got the better of me. When I was poised above him, I nuzzled his head in between my pussy lips. I looked him in the eyes and we both smiled, enjoying the suspense. Then I lowered myself down, and the lovely cock slid into my pussy.
I rocked up and down, loving the feel of the cock thrusting inside me. It occurred to me that this was a good workout. As well as the running, we could get exercise by having sex. What a splendid idea!
I was in pretty good shape too, so I was able to keep going for quite a while. Alex looked up at my bouncing breasts. I rocked more to make them jiggle for him. Then I leaned forward, resting on my hands. Alex happily accepted my offer, cupping his hands over my breasts and having a good fondle.
I lowered myself farther and guided my breast to his mouth. He licked around my nipple, and then quickly went into sucking. I offered him the other breast, and then lay down flat on him.
We kissed, a long lazy sloppy kiss. I tried to hold all the sensations in my awareness at the same time, the feel of our tongues twining together, my breasts pressed against his chest, his hands fondling my ass, and, of course, his hard cock filling my pussy.
Sitting up again, I rocked slowly up and down, this time reaching down to rub my clit at the same time. I liked this position, because I could control things. I increased my rubbing, at the same time working his cock in my pussy.
I was right on the edge. Just a little more stimulation on my clit, and I would be over the edge. I gave my clit a little more stimulation.
I find there is a different tone to an orgasm when I have a cock in my pussy. It focuses the feeling more on my vagina, as it clenches down on the cock. It’s not better than an orgasm from Alex licking me, just different. I saw no reason why I shouldn’t continue to have both.
I lay down on top of Alex again, relaxing and recovering. When I was ready, I lifted my head and kissed him on the lips. “Have I mentioned that you're fabulous?” I said.
“You’re fabulous. I'm so grateful that you allow me the use of your cock, it has excellent pussy stimulating qualities.”
“My pleasure,” he said, and we both grinned.
“Shall we try the last room?” said Alex.
“I think we should.”
Again, we walked hand in hand to the next room. “I have an idea,” said Alex.
“I kind of thought you might.”
“Why don't you lie down on your back on the bed.”
I did as he asked. “Now come towards me,” he said. I shuffled down the bed until my ass was right at the edge. Alex picked up my legs, bent them back, and spread my knees wide apart. “Now, just hold like that.” I put my hands behind my knees, holding my legs in the position he had set.
I wasn't surprised by this, it was one of his favourite positions. Alex stepped back and looked at me lovingly, albeit rather lustfully as well.
“I hope you realise this is not a very elegant position for a lady to adopt,” I said.
“Elegant wasn't really the look I was going for.”
“I’d even go so far as to say that this is a rather risky position for a lady to be in. Especially when she's completely naked, and even more especially when there's a naked man in the room, and super-especially when said man has a raging hard-on.”
“And what risk might that be?”
“Well, there does seem to be a significant risk that the man in question will come over here and shove that hard cock right up my pussy.”
“Like this?” said Alex, as he thrust his cock into me.
“Yes, exactly like that,” I replied.
“I guess it’s too late to worry about it now,” he said, and he set about fucking me. I lay back on the bed to enjoy the ride.
I knew Alex loved this position because of the view. He could look at my face, at my bouncing breasts, at my slick pussy, at his hard cock thrusting in and out of it.
Alex met my eyes, and he grinned. I knew he wasn't far away.
His trusting got faster. He dropped his eyes to my breasts, and then to my pussy. He sped up even more, and in a few seconds he was coming. I felt his cock spasm as the warm cum flooded into my vagina.
Alex met my eyes again, and we stayed looking at each other as his last spasms finished. He withdrew and came to lie on the bed beside me. We cuddled, enjoying the closeness.
After a few minutes I said, “You know I like to be clear about things.”
“You do,” Alex agreed.
“So, just to prevent any misunderstandings, I feel I should explain my position.”
“Your current position is very pleasant, though I have to admit, not as exciting as some of the other positions we’ve just been in.”
“My mental position, dolt.” I lifted up onto an elbow, so I could look at him.
“Of course. I apologise for my flippancy,” he said, with an entirely unsuccessful attempt to look serious.
“Well, you should know what you’ve got yourself into. If you bring a girl away to a lovely mountain cabin, and give her a morning of fabulous sex, it sets up certain expectations. Namely, that there’s going to be lots of sex on the holiday. So if you are not willing to spend most of the next two days fucking, I am going to be disappointed.”
Alex again attempted, again unsuccessfully, to look serious. “I’m glad you told me about this,” he said, “as I was planning to spend the rest of the holiday re-organising my stamp collection.”
“You haven’t got a stamp collection,” I pointed out.
“Ah, I knew there was a problem with that plan. So, plan B. Find a really hot woman and fuck her brains out.”
“I like plan B.”
“Plan B it is then.”
And we shared another leisurely kiss.