ladyadonia30
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This is something I had written a year ago. My husband is not really a good critic as he is married to me. I am sure he says nice things to avoid the sex nazi from striking. I'd like some feedback on this tidbit. I had this idea of creating an erotic story magazine and have written a few stories and poems.
“What a perfect day for a picnic,” Annette said to her husband as she laid out the blanket. The breeze was gentle and temperate and beneath the willow tree, the climate was perfect. She positioned herself on the blanket and began to unload the basket of goodies she brought. Her husband was getting another basket from the car.
“Come sit,” she said. The branches of the sad willow cascaded down, nearly touching the ground. They were such beautiful trees, weeping in sadness unknown to mortal thoughts. “This spot couldn’t be more perfect,” she chided. “How did you ever find it?”
“I don’t know,” Lee exclaimed. “I just have a way of knowing places like this,” he grinned and lowered himself to the ground. His joints seemed more stiff than Annette’s, he ignored the fact age has stiffened his limbs.
“I brought chicken legs, plenty of napkins and fruit salad,” she grinned at him flirtatiously as she handed him a pile of napkins.
“Super honey,” he said. “I brought something special too,” he grinned, aware of her inability to receive surprises.
“What is it?” Her eyes brightened and her lips parted for a beautiful smile. After so many years, Lee still loved her beautiful face, the pale complexion mixed with her dark red hair. What a stunning sight.
“Oh you have to wait. Eat your lunch little girl and you can have dessert.”
“You are such a tease,” she said as she tapped his knee playfully.
Lunch was tasty; the salad was sweetened with raspberry juice and a little bit of granola was tossed on top for crunch. Lee licked his fingers clean before finishing them off with the napkins. As he stuck each finger into his mouth, he eyed his wife, with an arched brow.
“So,” Annette began to speak as she packed the left over food back into the basket, “What did you bring dear?”
Lee grinned slyly and reached into his basket to retrieve a black tie. “Something different.”
Annette looked a bit puzzled as the black silk tie dangled off his finger and blew in the slight breeze. “Okay, I’m curious.”
“Well I want you to trust me, and allow me to put this around your head so you can’t see.”
Annette giggled and said, “You want to blind fold me? Oh now that’s rich. Well,” she sighed, “I suppose I could allow that.” She then scooted on her knees to be closer to her husband. “Have at it.”
Lee happily tied the tie around her face, securing it tightly to prevent any vision on her behalf. “Now I want you to stand up,” he instructed as he gently grabbed her arm to guide her upright.
Annette, with no question, stood up. She was beginning to understand why he suggested a picnic. “Okay, now what,” she inquired.
“Just trust me,” Lee instructed as he began to unbutton her denim shorts. He glided the zipper down and began shimmying the slightly snug jean shorts over her hips.
“Lee, what on earth are you doing? Are you crazy,” she squealed. “What if someone else comes by?”
“Let me worry about that okay? Just be quiet and allow me….” He trailed off as he pulled the shorts down her long slender legs to her ankles. She wore a pair of lacey red thongs; Lee loved when she wore sexy panties. Women were such treasures when it came to intimate apparel. “Au, I see you wore my favorite panties.”
Annette grinned and remained silent. Lee gently ran his index finger down the length of her thigh, to her ankle and back up to her red panties. He pushed his finger between her legs and touched the crotch of her thong. Lee got on his knees and with a hook motion of his finger, pulled her delicate thong to the side, exposing her shaven lips. Lee brushed his finger against their velvety softness. Annette gently licked her lips as her husband touched her. He stroked her lips for a short while before spreading them with the force of his finger. He dipped his finger into her moisture and pulled it back out, noticing her juices glistening on his finger tip. He brought his finger to his mouth and tasted her. Lee then brought his lips to her shaven lips and kissed them. Annette let out a gentle gasp as her husband dipped his tongue into her wetness, flicking his tongue back and forth in several rhythmic strokes.
Lee felt himself harden, his jeans were a bit too constricting in the position he was in so he stood up, adjusted himself and began unbuttoning his wife’s shirt. He enjoyed taking his time, knowing her anticipation was building up and she was craving another of his touch. Beneath her shirt she wore a matching bra, red and lacy. “Damn you are sexy,” he said with approval. The bra was a front fastened, with one motion he had the bra undone and her large breasts bounced freely. With her fair complexion, her nipples looked very pink.
Lee cupped a breast in his hand and brought his lips to the rosebud nipple, awakening it with the flick of his tongue. Annette threw her head back a bit, as he suckled each breast, brushing his thumbs over the nipples and pinching them gently between his teeth. He then hungrily devoured her breasts, sucking on them roughly, fitting as much as he could into his mouth.
Lee then guided his wife down to the blanket, helping her lay down on her back.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered. She obeyed, spreading her legs and allowing full view of her trimmed pussy. Lee got down on his hands and knees, pushing her legs a bit farther apart and buried his face in loins. Annette gripped his head as his tongue flicked her hard little clit and dipped into her wetness. He introduced two fingers into her pussy, gently gliding them in at first then with more vigor. Annette began to groan and breathe heavily as he forced three fingers into her wet pussy and continued to flick her clit with his tongue. “You like that,” he asked. Annette nodded her head and in a heated whisper she said “Yessss.”
Lee could tell she was reaching a climactic moment, her thigh muscles flexed and tightened as her breathing became rigid and slow, she also bit on her lower lip, and these were all hints to Lee that he needed to stop.
“What,” Annette asked in a somewhat worried tone. “Why did you stop, don’t stop!”
“I will stop when I want to, you do not tell me what to do,” Lee was very stern with her and she grinned with approval.
In his basket, he had some nylon rope. Lee pulled it out and ordered his wife to sit up with her hands behind her back. Annette did as instructed, knowing where this was leading and curious about it. Lee tied the rope tightly around her wrist, leaving her just enough room to not be painful. He unzipped his pants, allowing his boner to spring free. He didn’t wear underwear all of the time, especially in the summer time. Lee maneuvered out of his shirt and stood up. He assisted his wife to her knees. She awaited her next command, hands bound, eyes covered, and body aching for pleasure. Lee guided his cock to her cheek, allowing it to poke at her. Annette grinned and opened her mouth. Lee allowed the tip of his cock to brush against her lips, like a rooting infant Annette tried to latch on.
“Not yet, you can’t suck it yet.”
He moved his cock around her face, as though it was a paint brush tracing the contour of her cheek bone, chin, and mouth. He then told her to open her mouth, she obeyed. He slowly pushed his throbbing cock into her mouth and pulled it out. He did this for a few moments, teasing himself before ramming his cock deep into her throat forcing her to gag a little. She didn’t seem to mind, she kept her mouth open for him. Lee grabbed onto a tuft of her hair and forced her face onto his cock. He was rough and unpredictable, something Annette seemed to enjoy.
“Oh yes, Oh god yeah suck that cock,” he said as he rammed himself forcefully into her mouth.
Lee pulled out and stroked his cock angrily, urging it to a near spasmodic finish but he stopped, he wanted to cum on her face but he also wanted to fuck her good and hard.
“Turn around and put your face to the ground, ass in the air,” he commanded. Annette did as instructed with ease. With a moist finger, Lee found her pussy as her white ass greeted him. Her legs were apart enough to allow him to position himself between them and guide his cock into her very wet pussy. The tightness of new penetration almost led him over the edge of ecstasy but he was able to maintain control. He had never been as turned on by his wife than he was right then. He moved rhythmically at first, then picked up his pace and then slammed his cock into her as deep and as hard as he could. His balls smacked as he rammed. Lee grabbed onto her hips and pulled her to him as he thrust into her. Annette was not moaning, she was screeching and screaming, “Oh god, HARDER, Fuck me HARDER!” This time, he obeyed. He smacked her ass hard enough to sting his hand and leave a print on her and then pulled her hair, forcing her upper half to sit up. Her screams became distorted as her neck was bent farther back, pinching her vocals, but she still made high pitch squeals and grunts as she released on his cock. Lee felt her pussy spasm on his cock; he slowed to a near stop until she was done. When she was finished, he pulled out against the wills of his loins; he wanted to take this to another place.
Lee removed the rope from her wrists and the blind fold from her face. She had a sex glow, tinting her cheeks red and her lips were puffy. She looked satisfied but hungry for more. As she caught her breath, she kissed his lips and grabbed his cock. She gave him a few tight strokes and said, “What now master?”
Lee pointed to a thicket of weeds and what looked like, cat tails. “Over there my sweet,” he said. They both walked over to a nice swimming pond.
“Really honey, where did you hear about this?”
“Lee just smiled.”
They each got into the warm water, allowing themselves to adjust. There was a large boulder beside them; Lee instructed Annette to go over to it. Just beneath the water’s surface was a big slap of slate, making a shelf for Annette to sit on. Lee helped her into position; his cock was still hard and ready. Annette wrapped her arms around her husband’s shoulders and allowed him to guide into her. The beauty of water sex is the pressure that it causes within a woman; Annette was already close to cumming with just a few thrusts of her partner. Lee picked his wife up off the slate and lifted her up and down to his cock. Lee continued lifting his wife up and down onto his cock until his arms felt as though they were going to fall off.
“Let’s get on the boulder, out of the water,” Annette suggested.
Lee nodded his head and together they got out of the water. The sun was very hot, the water seemingly evaporated from their skin instantly. Annette climbed onto the rock and sat at a perfect level that enabled her to suck her husband’s cock. She licked the tip and then trailed her tongue down his shaft, when she reached his balls she gently took them into her mouth, swirling her tongue around them. Lee groaned and closed his eyes. Annette then took his cock entirely into her mouth and forcefully sucked. She allowed the head to touch the back of her throat, encouraging a gag. She had a wonderful gag reflex; she knew her husband loved how she gave head. She pulled her mouth away from Lee’s cock and tightly gripped it in her hands, jerking it roughly.
“I want you to come all over my face,” she said. She felt his cock grow a little harder; it always did just before coming. She shoved it one last time, deep into her throat and then gave it a few more rough jerks.
Lee groaned and bent his knees as his wife jerked him to climax. His cock spit its juice all over her lips, chin and tits. She continued stroking it, allowing the last drops to fall onto her tongue. Lee collapsed onto the rock beside his wife, exhausted and spent. Annette rubbed his cum around her nipples, dipping her finger into her mouth before saying, “So shall we do lunch again tomorrow?”
“What a perfect day for a picnic,” Annette said to her husband as she laid out the blanket. The breeze was gentle and temperate and beneath the willow tree, the climate was perfect. She positioned herself on the blanket and began to unload the basket of goodies she brought. Her husband was getting another basket from the car.
“Come sit,” she said. The branches of the sad willow cascaded down, nearly touching the ground. They were such beautiful trees, weeping in sadness unknown to mortal thoughts. “This spot couldn’t be more perfect,” she chided. “How did you ever find it?”
“I don’t know,” Lee exclaimed. “I just have a way of knowing places like this,” he grinned and lowered himself to the ground. His joints seemed more stiff than Annette’s, he ignored the fact age has stiffened his limbs.
“I brought chicken legs, plenty of napkins and fruit salad,” she grinned at him flirtatiously as she handed him a pile of napkins.
“Super honey,” he said. “I brought something special too,” he grinned, aware of her inability to receive surprises.
“What is it?” Her eyes brightened and her lips parted for a beautiful smile. After so many years, Lee still loved her beautiful face, the pale complexion mixed with her dark red hair. What a stunning sight.
“Oh you have to wait. Eat your lunch little girl and you can have dessert.”
“You are such a tease,” she said as she tapped his knee playfully.
Lunch was tasty; the salad was sweetened with raspberry juice and a little bit of granola was tossed on top for crunch. Lee licked his fingers clean before finishing them off with the napkins. As he stuck each finger into his mouth, he eyed his wife, with an arched brow.
“So,” Annette began to speak as she packed the left over food back into the basket, “What did you bring dear?”
Lee grinned slyly and reached into his basket to retrieve a black tie. “Something different.”
Annette looked a bit puzzled as the black silk tie dangled off his finger and blew in the slight breeze. “Okay, I’m curious.”
“Well I want you to trust me, and allow me to put this around your head so you can’t see.”
Annette giggled and said, “You want to blind fold me? Oh now that’s rich. Well,” she sighed, “I suppose I could allow that.” She then scooted on her knees to be closer to her husband. “Have at it.”
Lee happily tied the tie around her face, securing it tightly to prevent any vision on her behalf. “Now I want you to stand up,” he instructed as he gently grabbed her arm to guide her upright.
Annette, with no question, stood up. She was beginning to understand why he suggested a picnic. “Okay, now what,” she inquired.
“Just trust me,” Lee instructed as he began to unbutton her denim shorts. He glided the zipper down and began shimmying the slightly snug jean shorts over her hips.
“Lee, what on earth are you doing? Are you crazy,” she squealed. “What if someone else comes by?”
“Let me worry about that okay? Just be quiet and allow me….” He trailed off as he pulled the shorts down her long slender legs to her ankles. She wore a pair of lacey red thongs; Lee loved when she wore sexy panties. Women were such treasures when it came to intimate apparel. “Au, I see you wore my favorite panties.”
Annette grinned and remained silent. Lee gently ran his index finger down the length of her thigh, to her ankle and back up to her red panties. He pushed his finger between her legs and touched the crotch of her thong. Lee got on his knees and with a hook motion of his finger, pulled her delicate thong to the side, exposing her shaven lips. Lee brushed his finger against their velvety softness. Annette gently licked her lips as her husband touched her. He stroked her lips for a short while before spreading them with the force of his finger. He dipped his finger into her moisture and pulled it back out, noticing her juices glistening on his finger tip. He brought his finger to his mouth and tasted her. Lee then brought his lips to her shaven lips and kissed them. Annette let out a gentle gasp as her husband dipped his tongue into her wetness, flicking his tongue back and forth in several rhythmic strokes.
Lee felt himself harden, his jeans were a bit too constricting in the position he was in so he stood up, adjusted himself and began unbuttoning his wife’s shirt. He enjoyed taking his time, knowing her anticipation was building up and she was craving another of his touch. Beneath her shirt she wore a matching bra, red and lacy. “Damn you are sexy,” he said with approval. The bra was a front fastened, with one motion he had the bra undone and her large breasts bounced freely. With her fair complexion, her nipples looked very pink.
Lee cupped a breast in his hand and brought his lips to the rosebud nipple, awakening it with the flick of his tongue. Annette threw her head back a bit, as he suckled each breast, brushing his thumbs over the nipples and pinching them gently between his teeth. He then hungrily devoured her breasts, sucking on them roughly, fitting as much as he could into his mouth.
Lee then guided his wife down to the blanket, helping her lay down on her back.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered. She obeyed, spreading her legs and allowing full view of her trimmed pussy. Lee got down on his hands and knees, pushing her legs a bit farther apart and buried his face in loins. Annette gripped his head as his tongue flicked her hard little clit and dipped into her wetness. He introduced two fingers into her pussy, gently gliding them in at first then with more vigor. Annette began to groan and breathe heavily as he forced three fingers into her wet pussy and continued to flick her clit with his tongue. “You like that,” he asked. Annette nodded her head and in a heated whisper she said “Yessss.”
Lee could tell she was reaching a climactic moment, her thigh muscles flexed and tightened as her breathing became rigid and slow, she also bit on her lower lip, and these were all hints to Lee that he needed to stop.
“What,” Annette asked in a somewhat worried tone. “Why did you stop, don’t stop!”
“I will stop when I want to, you do not tell me what to do,” Lee was very stern with her and she grinned with approval.
In his basket, he had some nylon rope. Lee pulled it out and ordered his wife to sit up with her hands behind her back. Annette did as instructed, knowing where this was leading and curious about it. Lee tied the rope tightly around her wrist, leaving her just enough room to not be painful. He unzipped his pants, allowing his boner to spring free. He didn’t wear underwear all of the time, especially in the summer time. Lee maneuvered out of his shirt and stood up. He assisted his wife to her knees. She awaited her next command, hands bound, eyes covered, and body aching for pleasure. Lee guided his cock to her cheek, allowing it to poke at her. Annette grinned and opened her mouth. Lee allowed the tip of his cock to brush against her lips, like a rooting infant Annette tried to latch on.
“Not yet, you can’t suck it yet.”
He moved his cock around her face, as though it was a paint brush tracing the contour of her cheek bone, chin, and mouth. He then told her to open her mouth, she obeyed. He slowly pushed his throbbing cock into her mouth and pulled it out. He did this for a few moments, teasing himself before ramming his cock deep into her throat forcing her to gag a little. She didn’t seem to mind, she kept her mouth open for him. Lee grabbed onto a tuft of her hair and forced her face onto his cock. He was rough and unpredictable, something Annette seemed to enjoy.
“Oh yes, Oh god yeah suck that cock,” he said as he rammed himself forcefully into her mouth.
Lee pulled out and stroked his cock angrily, urging it to a near spasmodic finish but he stopped, he wanted to cum on her face but he also wanted to fuck her good and hard.
“Turn around and put your face to the ground, ass in the air,” he commanded. Annette did as instructed with ease. With a moist finger, Lee found her pussy as her white ass greeted him. Her legs were apart enough to allow him to position himself between them and guide his cock into her very wet pussy. The tightness of new penetration almost led him over the edge of ecstasy but he was able to maintain control. He had never been as turned on by his wife than he was right then. He moved rhythmically at first, then picked up his pace and then slammed his cock into her as deep and as hard as he could. His balls smacked as he rammed. Lee grabbed onto her hips and pulled her to him as he thrust into her. Annette was not moaning, she was screeching and screaming, “Oh god, HARDER, Fuck me HARDER!” This time, he obeyed. He smacked her ass hard enough to sting his hand and leave a print on her and then pulled her hair, forcing her upper half to sit up. Her screams became distorted as her neck was bent farther back, pinching her vocals, but she still made high pitch squeals and grunts as she released on his cock. Lee felt her pussy spasm on his cock; he slowed to a near stop until she was done. When she was finished, he pulled out against the wills of his loins; he wanted to take this to another place.
Lee removed the rope from her wrists and the blind fold from her face. She had a sex glow, tinting her cheeks red and her lips were puffy. She looked satisfied but hungry for more. As she caught her breath, she kissed his lips and grabbed his cock. She gave him a few tight strokes and said, “What now master?”
Lee pointed to a thicket of weeds and what looked like, cat tails. “Over there my sweet,” he said. They both walked over to a nice swimming pond.
“Really honey, where did you hear about this?”
“Lee just smiled.”
They each got into the warm water, allowing themselves to adjust. There was a large boulder beside them; Lee instructed Annette to go over to it. Just beneath the water’s surface was a big slap of slate, making a shelf for Annette to sit on. Lee helped her into position; his cock was still hard and ready. Annette wrapped her arms around her husband’s shoulders and allowed him to guide into her. The beauty of water sex is the pressure that it causes within a woman; Annette was already close to cumming with just a few thrusts of her partner. Lee picked his wife up off the slate and lifted her up and down to his cock. Lee continued lifting his wife up and down onto his cock until his arms felt as though they were going to fall off.
“Let’s get on the boulder, out of the water,” Annette suggested.
Lee nodded his head and together they got out of the water. The sun was very hot, the water seemingly evaporated from their skin instantly. Annette climbed onto the rock and sat at a perfect level that enabled her to suck her husband’s cock. She licked the tip and then trailed her tongue down his shaft, when she reached his balls she gently took them into her mouth, swirling her tongue around them. Lee groaned and closed his eyes. Annette then took his cock entirely into her mouth and forcefully sucked. She allowed the head to touch the back of her throat, encouraging a gag. She had a wonderful gag reflex; she knew her husband loved how she gave head. She pulled her mouth away from Lee’s cock and tightly gripped it in her hands, jerking it roughly.
“I want you to come all over my face,” she said. She felt his cock grow a little harder; it always did just before coming. She shoved it one last time, deep into her throat and then gave it a few more rough jerks.
Lee groaned and bent his knees as his wife jerked him to climax. His cock spit its juice all over her lips, chin and tits. She continued stroking it, allowing the last drops to fall onto her tongue. Lee collapsed onto the rock beside his wife, exhausted and spent. Annette rubbed his cum around her nipples, dipping her finger into her mouth before saying, “So shall we do lunch again tomorrow?”
