A Stable Relationship.
What can you do to keep your relationship sparky and secure? The stability within my partnership was certainly enhanced when recently we added to our stable relationship – literally…
I come in from the other room, look around and notice our two guests have disappeared.
“Are we alone?” I ask.
“Yeah, no stamina, they’ve gone for an afternoon nap.”
“How about sex?” I joke.
He leans down and before I realise what is happening he kisses me. I take a breath.
“Come on then,” he smiles.
“We can’t right here, they may get up.”
“How about the stable, they won’t find us there?”
I laugh, loving the eager look in his eyes.
“Come on then,” I am already heading for the door.
Up in the stable I support myself against a low wall, straw at my feet. He pushes against me and I can just about draw a breath before his tongue searches for mine. Immediately I can feel his cock already hard against my thigh.
“It is such a thrill for me that his desire for me rocks on,” I think to myself.
His hands are on my breasts as he fumbles with the buttons on my blouse then he makes light work of my bra. I gasp out loud as his lips take my right nipple in between them while his hands are already beginning to pull my jeans down. I now begin to undo his belt and the buttons of his fly.
“Face the wall”, he orders.
I turn and hold on to the top of the wall. He yanks my jeans and knickers down to my ankles and immediately his hand comes firmly down on my buttocks in a crack as he spanks me half a dozen times. I inhale to try and mask the pain and refrain from squealing too loud.
Just as I begin to compose myself I feel the tip of his cock pushing between my legs. I arch my back and push my arse towards him; at the same time, he drives his hips forward and the joyous momentum of fucking begins. Holding on to the top of the wall to steady myself he takes a handful of my swaying breasts at the same time as thrusting his cock into me. I can hear him groan in pleasure and he slaps my breasts and arse fervently whilst plunging his cock deeper and deeper into my cunt.
Putting my hand back between our legs I feel his balls as they slap against my arse. I really enjoy the way he fucks me – the natural impulse he displays to “take me” without consideration. Suddenly I hear myself gasp as he reaches that spot where to go deeper means pain for me.
I pull forward and turn. I can see his knob is red and swollen from the intensity of our fucking. The look of it excites me and I crouch down to kiss it.
He pulls me over to a high bit of flat wall and raises himself to sit on it. It is exactly the right height for my boobs to fondle his cock and balls. He loves to feel the weight of them as I brush them to and fro. My head is grabbed and thrust down on his cock. I take a step back and position myself so that as I engulf his cock in my mouth he can view my tits hanging down.
He pushes my head down further and I gag involuntarily. Pulling up slightly I put pressure on the middle and end of his cock moving my fingers and lips, glancing up at him whilst I do it. I feel his cock swelling and his thighs tensing and know the moment of ejaculation is near. The spunk explodes in my mouth and he lets out a sigh of appreciation. I stand up straight, thrust my tits forward and swallow.
“Good Girl”, he says as he jumps down from the wall.
Such an interlude is indeed fun, sexy and satisfying. But what it also does is help to create a stable relationship between you both. How could it not when you are sharing such an impulsive exciting and invigorating time together? It is quality time with the one you love. I am always delighted that unlike many partners, my man is still so up for spontaneous and fun sexual activities with ME.
We came back into the house and resumed tasks in the kitchen. Our guests rose from their nap and we made dinner and drank wine. All evening long my right breast was itching. When it came to undressing for bed, as I took my bra off I pulled out a piece of straw a couple of inches long. I looked at it grinning, remembering the afternoon. I have never felt too stable in my life. The afternoon’s endeavour added to the strength of our union; added to the joy in my heart; added ounces to our stable relationship.
What sexual activities keep your relationship alive? Comment below…
I am not new to straw in my underwear – Bondage in the Hayloft