Monday, August 31, 2009

Cool whip and cherries in the kitchen

River is lying on the kitchen floor crosswise in front of me. "I wish I could open the refrigerator and take out the whipped cream and spray you up right here. But I already put it upstairs. Having to go get it takes some of the fun out of it." "Would it still be fun enough?" "I think so." "I'm commando." "I'll never have to buy you underwear again. What am I going to do?" I go upstairs for the cool whip and cherries. I sorted out the two with stems. "It was nice of you to get non-dairy topping." "I wouldn't want to kiss you after licking off whipped cream."

I slip her pants off. Her girl parts are revealed. The light isn't so good, but good enough. I've been walking around in boxers. She's wearing the Tinkerbell shirt. Cute. Showing me her completely hairless parts. I have some problems with the cool whip. It keeps sliding off her pussy. "Let the ice cream scooper do it." She sprays a nice swirl on top and puts on the cherry. "More of a sundae. You were going for the banana split." I start licking. She's still pretty smooth on the sides and it's really nice. "That's about the funniest thing I've seen." I think we're both into it now. My nose bonks the cool whip and the cherry falls off. Oh well. I lick her clean. Her smooth pussy and mons are nice to lick. I slip my tongue between her labia. "It's hot in there." "Yeah." Hotter than usual. On fire. I like it. I move my tongue to her clit. Remember what she said about bigger circles with my fingers. "That's perfect technique." Nice. That's what I need to hear. "That feels pretty good." Double nice. She likes it. I like it. "If you do that for about half an hour I'll probaby have an orgasm." That would be so amazing. I'd like that. I'll see what I can do.

It's nice licking her smooth pussy. Even the small amount of stubble feels nice. I hear moans. That gets me going. I moan too. I'm not even getting tired. I'd do this a long time. I look up at her while I'm going at it. Head back. Hands loose in the air. She looks into it. I'm into it. Every now and then I think big circles. She sounds like she could come but I know it could still take a while. We have a small break. "I'll fuck you." On the kitchen floor. "Ok." Plan B. Back to it. I'm getting a different flavor now. A warm flavor. She pushes into me. I push back. "Not so hard." Back off a bit. Feel a bit with my fingers. I don't want to be distracting. I need to ask about that. I want to pull her lips apart. She's liked it when I pull up on the skin above her pussy. She's moving up and down a little. I hope she's positioning for me. It's sounding intense and her clit is less noticeable. "Keep doing that." I like doing that. Is she actually going to come? I'm not getting tired. I'm having fun. But I haven't shaved. My bristles were stimulating for a while, but now they're irritating and we have to call it off. "I thought I was at the point of no return a couple times there." Wow. Closer than I thought.

"Let's see if I have anything in me." It's a bit stiff. Needs to be stiffer though. Gaze at beautiful River. Hot River. Sexy River. Smooth River. Nice shape. Girl shape. Jack a bit. It's getting there. She feels really wet and hot. It goes in easily and we fuck on the kitchen floor. The hard floor reminds me of the treehouse. "Are your knees ok? We could do a more comfortable position." "This is a good one for it to stiffen up." I'm trying to put more weight on my hands. Like the treehouse. "We're on the kitchen floor." "Yeah, you should really be up on the counter." "I guess so." River's lifting her head. I try to hold it up for her. I try mini-magnetism for a while but it's too hard. Jackknife. Nice smooth pussy view. River reaches back for a wall but there's nothing there. I slide her back. She puts her hands on the wall and arches up against me. I grab her butt and lift. Maybe a little too enthusiastic. It looks strenuous for her. "How long can you do this?" "Pretty long. How about you?" "Until I come." And I can feel one coming. "Which will be pretty soon." Soon enough for River I hope. Here it is. In deep. There's the cervix. The spasms are long and smooth and powerful. I give each one some extra squeeze. "It's . . ." She looks at her watch. "Eleven o'clock. Do you know where your balls are?" Silly. I think they're in the right place. Reach down to check. They are. "So you liked that? We can do it again?" "Yeah." The oral that is. River opens a drawer and grabs a dish towel or something for clean up. "You're breaking tradition." Up to the shower to clean up the sticky. River has a nice glow. "You look happy." "I had fun with my sweetie."

Thursday, August 20, 2009

The trampoline

I'm cleaning the kitchen. Not too hard today, we went out for pizza. River is sitting upstairs with Brook after I read to her. She comes down, watching tv and knitting, somewhat earlyish, which is good because it means Brook got to sleep at a reasonable time, and I'm glad River gets to chill out with some veg time. "I'm kind of tired." I watch with her for a while. "Are you ok?" I think she's wondering if I'm annoyed at her for watching tv. It's the opposite. I'm content knowing that we're going to do it tonight. I've been more anticipatory today than I have been for a long time. I'd rather be more calm and relaxed. I got kind of high-strung for a while there.

"You know what I'm going to suggest tonight." "Didn't you already suggest it?" "Not really." "Something more specific?" "Let's see how well you know me." "The trampoline?" "You know me well. You suggested it." Well really I suggested it long ago. It's really hard to read her. She seems mildly incredulous, somewhat amused, and perhaps willing. At least she's smiling. "I've only been suggesting it every day for the last month." Ever since she seriously considered it. "Ok." "You're even dressed for it." Going commando under her dress. I'm not sure what I'm going to wear, but I'll figure something out. "There's a new moon tonight." And it was a warm day. We may not get another chance this year. I'm glad we're taking this one. It really means a lot to me.

"I have to go brush." I turn off our downstairs lights and sit in the middle of the trampoline. This is crazy. I can't believe we're going to do this. The balcony is one thing. The trampoline is something else. We're a little worried about noise. I try a few maneuvers in the middle, which is where we're planning on being. Some creaking, but not too bad.

The bathroom light goes out, the door opens, and River joins me. "It's cold out." "No it isn't." "I'm cold." Not good. I slide my pants and underwear down and toss them aside. We sit in the middle, in our recent way, my legs under, her legs over. She's more flexible. It's a nice way to start. Face to face. Accessible. Smoochies. My part seems interested. I reach down and give it some help. River reaches in and that really helps. I feel her and that helps too. Smooth. Nice lips. Wet between them. It's a nice sound. I'm glad things are going well. We had a celebratory glass of wine at pizza for our recent purchase and I got a little worried.

"Any particular position?" "I just thought we'd do the usual." "I think we're ready." "Am I ready?" I hope so. River gets it in. Is it in? Test it. That's a sign that it could be better. It's in. No doubt. I hope River isn't wondering whether it's in. And here we go. Slow. Quiet. Just a few creaks when I shift positions from default to missionary and back, higher and lower, but nothing that would give us away. "Nice stars." I'm happy River gets to see the sky.

"I may have given mixed signals about talking while we're doing it or getting ready." We're having a casual talk now. I don't know why that's a turn on. It's the opposite of talking dirty which is also a turn on. I should just shut up and let River enjoy the sky. "Fully dressed." "Not fully." "Oh yeah." I've got my butt sticking out in the breeze and it feels nice. "I can take my shirt off." "I like having some clothes on." Me too. It's like the casual conversation in a way.

So far it's been pretty quiet. Sliding in and out. Feeling nice. Exciting. River is beautiful in so many ways. Doing this with her sweetie. "You feel really nice today." I reach down for her parts. "What are you doing?" "Feeling your part." I haven't felt it sliding in and out for a while. Now I feel it going into her smooth pussy. But it's awkward so I put my hand back. On her head. On her shoulder. "We probably won't be going too fast today. Do you have any requests for angles?" "No." "Ok." I'm thinking jackknife but I'm not sure. If River were holding her legs up I'd do it. But I'm still trying to be stealthy. Even though in my fantasies we make quite a racket. "If you were on top you could control the sound."

We're doing it in the back yard and a car comes crunching up the gravel in the alley. Headlights on. We keep going. What is that car doing out there? Driving around for a better view? "No worries." After ages of crunching back and forth it stops somewhere. "I wish our yard had a gate." I look over my shoulder and see a neighbor walking across the alley. We're still doing it. Push it in deep. Voices. Walking around. Somebody whistling. Calling a pet? And then back to quiet. No worries.

I'm having a nice time with my sweetie. Under the stars. Not fast, but strong and deep. I wish I could see her boobs but I like it that she's wearing a dress. At pizza she was wearing shoes with it that made her a bit taller and I liked it. I just like everything. "Are you wondering how long we're going to go?" "No, are you?" "I'm just wondering whether you're wondering." I get more of a sitting position. Not mini-v but close. We get some bounce going. A little bit of sound. I'm thinking of magnetism but that might be too much. The bounce makes us smile. "That's good." "This would be a good one to come in. But not too soon."

We keep it going for a while. But it's really nice. "I'm going to come." I'm holding it off. Just slowing it down really. Building it up. It's unstoppable by now. My orgasm comes. Quiet. But good. River pushes into it for me. I like that.

"No sacrificial t-shirt." "I have underwear." "That will work." Some afterfuck. It does seem natural. Then pull the plug and reach for the underwear. River makes her escape fully dressed. I walk back to the kitchen in just a shirt.

I prefer the balcony. It's right next to the bedroom and the view is nicer and we can use the candle house and we could duck for cover in a pinch. It doesn't usually have a comfy spot though.