Wife Wants a Hall Pass Ch. 64

Her stroke was slow with short thrust and then a slower withdrawal. She ground her clit into my pubic bone. She forced all of my slightly oversized cock inside her. She tried to describe to me the feeling of having that much hard cock so deep in her belly. She said that she was stretched and full. She used the word extagony again.

I lay quietly under her and allowed her to fuck me. She had rhythm now. Her powerful Kegel muscles came into play. It felt so good. Ten minutes went by and then fifteen. I was so close to the edge. She knew exactly where I was.

I said, "I love you."

She squeezed my cock very hard and replied, "Cum for me."

I replied, "I want you to cum with me."

A quiet East Texas giggle drifted through the room. She whispered, "Oh, I intend to." Her stroke became slightly longer and a little faster.

My first spasm surprised us both. I had both her hips in my hands anyway. I pulled her down and thrust hard into her. I gushed. I felt her draw a very deep breath in one gasp and hold it. Her pussy seemed to clamp closed on me. I felt as though my cock was in a vice made of her silky flesh. She lay down on my chest. She continued to fuck me.

She kissed me but broke it almost immediately. She said, "Oh God. Help me, Luke. I'm cumming." My second spasm seemed to last forever.

I realized that I was experiencing time dilation as I do. I wanted to help her. I rolled her over on her back and fucked her with more authority. Still, it was a gentle and loving act. I told her that I loved her again. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and we loved each other. She began to cry again. Everything happened slowly and our lovemaking went on for a while. Time moved so slowly. Seconds seemed to stretch into minutes. It was as if my orgasm lasted for half an hour. I thought, "This would kill a normal white man." Caroline was with me the whole time. Her love sounds made our act special. They made me feel special.

Our union was over in time. Nothing really lasts forever. Caroline was limp like a rag doll in my arms. I felt empty and complete at the same time. I was spent. I rolled to my back and my lover came with me. She clung to me as if she thought I was trying to escape. She nuzzled into the hollow of my shoulder and cried softly.

The room was cool. We were bathed in the dim starlight and the flicker of the candle that was only a little brighter. I selfishly took a moment just to look at the beautiful young woman lying beside me. It was still too dark to see her freckles but I knew who she was. I helped her snuggle close to me and a minute later, I found the strength to draw our covers over us. I definitely didn't try to escape. I wanted to tell her again that I loved her, so I did. Sleep captured us both in the next few minutes.

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Our room was filled with morning light when I awoke. I could tell that it was very early. We had gone to bed early. Caroline was beside me with her back to me. The rhythm of her breathing told me that she was still asleep. Both my arms were around her and she was holding them in place. Her left breast was in my right hand. I squeezed it gently. She stirred and one of her hands covered mine. She helped me squeeze and purred with contentment. She was still asleep.

I needed to take a leak and I wanted a shower. I had been chastised before for leaving her to wake up alone. I decided to do what I really wanted to do anyway. I lay there in our warm spot and held her while she slept.

Half an hour passed. My urge to urinate became stronger. I decided it was time for her to wake. I let my hand slip away from her breast. My fingers slid down the smooth skin covering her ribcage. I felt my way to her small waist and then up and over the curve of her wider hips. I pictured the shape of her cute bottom in my mind and pressed my hardening cock against it.

She purred and wiggled against me. I felt her flex her muscles as she stretched as best she could in the confines of my embrace. She was awake and aware of me.

She softly asked, "Did you mean it?"

I cupped her boob in my hand again and responded, "Mean what?"

She replied, "Did you mean it when you said you loved me?"

I took a microsecond to form an answer in my mind. I didn't want her to think I was hesitant. I said, "Yes." I paused and took another few seconds to think. A moment later, I added, "In fact, I said it several times and I meant it each time. You can trust me to mean what I say, Sweet Caroline."

She rolled over in my arms to face me. She threw an arm and leg over me and snuggled into my chest. She had no verbal response but she was crying quietly again. She allowed me to hold her for a minute and then without warning, she said, "I need to make myself sparkly for you. Give me a few minutes then come help me." She slid out of bed and I watched her make her way to the bathroom. The daylight that enveloped her didn't flicker like a candle but it illustrated the beauty of her nudity just as well.

I was very near wetting myself. I got out of bed, went outside and around the corner of the building. I pissed on the grass. There are benefits that come with living in the country.

It was a pretty day. The sky was high and blue over us but there was a low cloudbank to the east. The sun was already above the horizon. The clouds appeared to be above the sun and they glowed red in its early light. I guessed it to be between seven-thirty and eight o'clock.

I went back in and waited until I heard the water running in the shower. I joined Caroline and we bathed each other. Bathing with a beautiful woman is one of my favorite things. It is such a good excuse for unabashed intimacy. I usually introduce a bit of hanky-panky into these occasions. This time was no exception. I believe that is the reason that the girls always seem to enjoy the experience so much.

How could I not enjoy the experience of having a wet and slippery young woman giggling and squirming in my arms? I love to toy with them enough to draw the purrs and coos that excite me so much. Once in a while, squeals of delight enhance the moment. Our interactions often escalate into full-blown sex to completion but that didn't happen this time.

Sex didn't seem so very important. I wanted to hold her, be close and play with her. I knew I would have the opportunity to make love with this one later. That is so much better than plain raw sex. It's even better than sex that is highly charged with emotion. This girl was special. At that moment, being near her was enough.

We finished our bath and dried each other with great fluffy pool towels. We were both hungry. I offered to make breakfast while she dried her hair. She wasn't ready for us to be separated for any reason. She said, "I want you to dry my hair for me. I will make breakfast if you will spend a moment showing me around the kitchen."

That's what we did. Half an hour later, I was drinking coffee and watching her move around as she cooked for us. A few minutes after that, I was looking at three eggs over easy with sausage and a large waffle on the side. Half a tumbler of grape juice and a few slices of ripe cantaloupe balanced it all out. It looked like too much food but it wasn't. I ate every bite of it. Caroline ate at least as much as I did.

We ganged up on the dishes and wiped the kitchen clean in short order. Caroline portioned out what was left of the coffee into two cups. She put a single lump of sugar in mine and two in hers. She dragged me out to the patio to sit and enjoy what was left of the cool early morning. We made ourselves comfortable at the table. We pulled two chairs close enough together that we touched each other when we sat in them. Caroline held my hand in her lap very near her pussy. I imagined that I could feel her heat. I used a moment to calculate how much time we had together before Linda and Larry arrived. It was almost nine-thirty and their deadline was noon. I thought, "They will be at least a few minutes early just for safety's sake." I deduced that we probably had less than two hours that we could count on.

Caroline said, "We have stepped out of bounds, haven't we?" Then she asked, "How can I tell Larry? How are you going to tell Linda?"

I sipped my coffee and thought for a moment before I answered. I looked into her eyes and squeezed her hand. I said, "I'm not going to tell Linda and you shouldn't tell Larry. He isn't ready to hear something like this."

She replied, "I didn't expect to hear you say something like that. I thought ridged truth between you and Linda is what made swinging work for the two of you."

I answered, "It is and it does." I could see the question in her eyes so I tried to explain. I said, "Truth is something that must be properly tempered and then wielded like a perfectly balanced two-edged sword." I continued, "If Linda asks me directly about the depth of my relationship with you, I will tell her the absolute truth and I won't hold anything back. The thing is, she will never ask a question until she is ready to know the answer. When she does ask, I will know that she has sorted the situation out in her mind. At that time, it will be okay to tell her. I won't hurt her because she will have figured out that I don't love her any less. Her relationship with me will not change." Then I added, "Linda is very smart and she is very strong. She is a swinger. She will understand that the feelings I have for you are in addition to my love for her, not instead of it." Then I asked, "Do you understand? You still love Larry, don't you?"

It was her turn to sip coffee and think. At length, she said, "Yes I do love Larry and I don't want to hurt him. I certainly don't want to lose him." She continued, "I think I do see how this works for you and Linda." She paused and said, "Still, I think Larry will have a very hard time with it." She said, "It might be better for me to just tell him and get it over with."

I replied, "He is your husband and you are his wife. You must decide what is right but think about this." I hesitated for a moment and said, "If you believe that Larry can't handle the situation, it might be necessary for us to end our relationship before he finds out what the situation truly is. I mean, I'm not willing to see your marriage destroyed and your baby girl suffering through life without a father because you and I have become too close. I'm not that selfish." I paused again and then asked, "Are you?"

She thought for a long time before she answered this time. She said, simply, "No, I'm not." She was quiet and in thought for a longer time. Finally, she said, "This is more complicated than I thought it would be. I'm not going to figure it out today." She added, "I won't tell him unless he asks or until I figure out what is the right thing to do."

I said, "I believe that he is a lot stronger than you are giving him credit for right now. We will see." Then I said, "Let's you and I enjoy each other and allow them to have their fun until you have to go tomorrow. After that, I will make time for you any time that you feel the need to talk. All you have to do is call me."

She was quiet. I finished my coffee. I said, "They will be here in a couple hours. What do you want to do until then?"

She said, "Let's walk around the lake. We can feed the ducks again."

I thought, "Well she is not in the mood to get laid. I said, "I have a better idea. Let's take a four-wheeler ride. I would like to take you up on the highest hill on the new place."

She smiled and said, "Great. Are boots and jeans in order?"

I replied, "That would be best and I want to change the linens in the pool house before we go. Larry and Linda will want to sleep there tonight."

Caroline giggled. She smiled as she looked at me. She said, "I know about the camera. Linda told me. You want them where we can watch them together if we decide to."

I chuckled and asked, "Do you think we might want to?"

She grinned but didn't answer. She stood and said, "Come on, I'll help you make their bed."

We cleaned up the bathroom too and moved Caroline's things up to the blue room in the main house. I had modified the blue room just for occasions like this. I had put a self-contained A/C unit in the window. I turned it on and dialed in the high setting. I closed the regular vents and isolated the one room from the rest of the house. It would be cold in here when we returned.

We went downstairs and I left a note for Linda. I told her where we were in case they beat us home.

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The approach to our destination was relatively easy until the last hundred yards or so. The road had been clearly shown on my map and we had found it easily. It was an old jeep trail similar to the one that led down the bluff into the river bottom. As it turned out, even the worst of it was not as bad as it looked.

I locked the machine into four-wheel drive and shifted into granny low. I told Caroline to hold on and the little machine crawled up that last steep incline in less than minute. There was no pain and no real strain but it was clear that we couldn't bring the horses here.

At the top, there was exposed caprock. The flat spot on top was larger in area than the top of the hill we called, "High Point," on the old place. It probably extended forty yards in one direction and it was about half that in width. There was absolutely no shade. We wouldn't be able to stay up here on a hot day.

We spread our blanket and I popped a couple cold cokes from our small ice chest. We sat and glassed the country below. I wasn't familiar with the area enough to know how much of it I owned but I knew that it was only a small portion of what I could see.

I pointed out the hill we called, "High Point." It must have been more than a mile away but it didn't seem that far. Its peak just touched the horizon beyond. If memory served, that meant that it and the caprock that we were sitting on were at the same height. I thought, "They had to have been part of the same geological feature a few million years ago."

Caroline brought my attention back to her. She said, "I found some writing here."

My heart skipped a beat. I pictured petroglyphs chiseled into the stone by native people a thousand years before white men came here. I leaned over to see where she was pointing. The writing was only scratched into the rock. It said, "Prairie Valley HS class of 87." I laughed to myself and my heart settled down.

Caroline took the field glasses and stood to look around. I watched her. She turned to look in all directions. She would bring the binoculars up and focus them when she saw something of interest. She was looking for deer but I knew that she didn't expect to see any this time of day. She is a huntress.

At length, she said, "I can see your house over there." She pointed a bit south of west.

I could clearly see the house, the pool house, the barn and our little lake beyond. I said, "That's neat. You know, I got laid in that smallest building last night.""

She giggled and asked, "Didn't you know that you could see your house from here."

I answered, "No I didn't. I've never been up here before. It stands to reason though. I can see this hill from the house."

She grinned and pulled me back down on the blanket. She said, "Then Linda has never been here, has she?" She paused and then asked, "Why didn't we have sex this morning?"

I replied, "I intended to take you back to bed after breakfast but you weren't in the mood. You were worried about Larry's feelings."

She guided me to my back and sat on my knees with her knees planted on either side of me. She said, "I'm in the mood now." She began undoing my belt buckle. She said, "A really nice blowjob would be the first sex on this mountain." She paused and then said, "The first that we know of anyway. This can be our place." She had the monster's attention. He was moving and growing in her hand as she stroked him." She bent forward, kissed him and then licked the sensitive underside of the tip. She was aware of what that would do for me.

I said, "I might want more than that."

She giggled and said, "Maybe. We'll see."

The monster was as hard as the rock that was under our blanket. She continued to stroke him slowly as she engulfed his head in her mouth and bathed him lavishly with her tongue. I thought, "Damn she is good." I held her head in place and began to fuck her slowly. Her East Texas giggles escaped from around my cock.

I had been here with her before. She takes great pleasure in doing this. Cock sucking is normally only foreplay for me but I thought, "Who am I to stand in the way of her pleasure. The monster and I both began to appreciate her efforts to a greater extent. I fucked her with just a bit more enthusiasm. I could feel myself moving closer to the edge. I fucked her deeper. She buried her face in my pubic hair and let the monster invade the depths of her throat.

I could have allowed this to be over in a minute or two but I realized how much I was enjoying her. I kept myself in check and let her continue her antics. She sucked and caressed the monster with her tongue when he was in her mouth and allowed him to slide down her throat when I pushed.

I realized that I did want more of her. I continued to fuck her slowly but I said, "I need to get you out of your jeans."

She rose up to look into my eyes. She continued to stroke me slowly. She said, "No, Luke. Let me do this. We are in a special place and this is a special time. It is time for me to make you feel special. I need the taste of your cock in my mouth. Cum for me." She sucked me back into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the monsters head.

I decided to follow her instructions and I didn't make her work much harder or longer for it. A moment later and with my first spasm, I shoved my cock down her throat with more force than I intended. It was a surprise to her but she handled it well. She accepted my initial thrust and then those that followed with each spasm thereafter. My orgasm overwhelmed me. I emptied myself and finished by pushing my still hard cock inside her as far as I could and holding him there. A few seconds later, I realized that she was holding her breath in her efforts to accommodate me.

I released my hold on her and pulled away from her. I tugged on her and helped her to come to rest on my chest. She lay there and gasped for air for half a minute or so. She recovered quickly.

She tried to stifle a giggle and then whispered in my ear, "I'm really good at that, aren't I?"

I decided to feed her ego. I replied, "That wasn't my first blowjob but it might well have been the best." I added, "This will always be a special place for us." I wanted to kiss her and decided to risk it. I didn't expect to find cum in her mouth and I didn't.

She said, "If we have to be back at the house by noon, we had better head that way."

I looked at my watch. It was 11:20. I said, "Damn girl, time flies when you are having fun."

She giggled and I put my pecker back in my pants. We packed up, made our way slowly down the hill, and then back to the house at a higher rate of speed. We made the trip quicker than our outbound journey earlier. We got back to the house with time to spare but Linda and Larry were already there.

My heart fluttered at the thought of being with Linda. She came out of the house with Larry as I parked next to Larry's fancy car. She wasn't the overdressed sophisticated woman of the world that Larry had left with the day before. He had brought the Linda I was used to hanging around with back. She was wearing tight white shorts with a yellow top tied at her midriff. Her flat tummy was on display and her golden ponytail bounced as she ran to me.

She jumped into my arms and allowed me to hold her and kiss her just for one sweet moment. We didn't want to put on too much of a show in front of our guests. It was enough for both of us to know that we were glad to see each other. Larry was holding Caroline completely off the ground and their hello kiss lasted much longer.