5th Year Anniversary Trip

It’s been a beautiful week in the mountainous California wine country. It’s hard to believe that we’ve already been married for five years! Screen Shot 2015-03-23 at 5.13.06 PMOn the last day of our trip, I decided to surprise him with a new outfit – a short black lace dress and red high heels. I also had a few other surprises in store.

That night, we went to a wine tasting at a quaint, French-styled restaurant in the city. I was glad we had taken a cab because we both got pretty tipsy. As the sun set, we were arriving back at the hotel. It is a lovely log lodge, the perfect mix of rustic and upscale.

We were alone in the elevator, and he pinned me up against the wall, kissing me urgently. I was dizzy when the elevator stopped, so I took off my shoes to walk down the hall to our room. He was already touching me, pulling at the tight, delicate fabric of my dress.

As soon as the door closed behind us, he started unzipping my dress. Normally, I’d tease him for a while longer, but I wanted to see his second surprise. When he let my dress drop to the floor, he saw the new black lace bra and panties that I had chosen especially for that night, and I saw that light in his eyes – I’ll never get tired of seeing that look! All I had to do then was to reach up and loosen his tie, and he quickly shrugged out of his blazer, and then his shirt.

He took me in his arms and kissed me, running his hands over my body, squeezing and pinching my skin. I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist. Feeling how hard he was turned me on even more as I dry humped on him.

He took a step towards the bed, but I had a better idea. You see, sex with him has always been fantastic, and we’ve done it in a lot of places, even outside, but we’ve never had an opportunity to fulfil one of my biggest fantasies – sex on a balcony. I slid down to the ground and pulled his hand, leading him towards the curtains at the end of the room. He looked curiously at me but trusted me. I threw open the curtains and put my hand on the latch… then I lost my nerve. But he had an idea too. He slammed me up against the glass door and started pulling off his belt and grinding my ass. Feeling the cool glass on my breasts through the thin lace bra emboldened me, and I flipped the latch and slid the door aside. The air was warm, but cooling with the night. There was a red remnant of sunset thrown against the sky, and the first stars were peeking through the clouds.

We stepped outside. The nighttime air all over my skin felt amazing! As soon as we were outside, I knelt at his feet. He stepped out of his pants but looked around nervously, hesitating to be completely nude. Fine – I’ll barter with him for that!

I like being on my knees in front of him. I’m overwhelmed with how much I love him – all of him – his mind, his soul, and his body. I dug my hands into his thighs and pulled him close. He started grinding into my breasts, and I started to kiss and lick under and around his waistband, but I couldn’t wait long. As I slipped the waistband down and took his penis as far as I could into my mouth, he grabbed my hair and started pushing my head down – It’s so hot when he does that!

I was loving it as much as he was, but I knew he wanted to prolong it for a while. I pulled my head back and smiled at him, and he lifted me to my feet. He gently pushed me over to the padded wicker deck chair, and I sat on the edge – it was his turn to kneel.

“Hey, take these off, baby,” he whispered, tugging at the elastic of my panties.

“Only if you take something off too,” I replied coyly. He still seemed a little bit nervous, but I had offered what he wanted, so he gave in. He took off his underwear and was naked in the starlight and a soft glow from the lamp in our room. I’m a lucky girl!!!

His mouth was on me even before he could get my panties off. I was running so hot already, and he know all of my favorite moves.

“Close, baby,” I whispered, and he pulled the best mind-blowing move of all. As he rubbed, two curved fingers pressed on my g-spot, his mouth was sucking on my clit. I orgasmed HARD. Somehow, in all of the spasms and jolts, he stayed glued to my lady parts and kept giving me that ecstasy I loudly begged for.

He got up and lay down on top of me. My mind was in a haze as I sucked his lips and fingers clean. He lifted me and carried me back to the bed, and he was inside me as soon as my back hit the pillows. We were pressed together all the way down, skin on skin. Our mouths didn’t lose contact for an instant, and somewhere in all of this, he had gotten my bra off. It was just him and me now, and nothing between us.

He quickly slid his cock inside me and started slowly, but passionately. He was ready, so it didn’t take long before he started moving faster. When he leaned down to kiss my neck and breasts, I made sure he saw me snake a hand down to my clit. I know that always gets him. He leaned back to see, and the change in angle sent me through the roof. I tried to tell him to stay right there, but all that came out were moans. Fortunately, he knows me so well that he understood, and in seconds, I was gyrating again in an even bigger orgasm. As I shook and spasmed inside, I saw his face change. Clenching my pussy pushed him over the edge, and I felt the wet spurts inside me, and I looked up to take in my favorite look on his face. I didn’t think I could love him one bit more, but I had been proven wrong once again.

We laid there, tangled in each other, breathless, and wordless. I grabbed his wrist to check his ever-present watch to check the time (yes, he even wears them to bed most nights!). It was only nine o’clock, so I asked him “Think we can we do it again before bed tonight?”

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  1. Snag says:

    Great story! It so much reminds me of the 15 days my wife and i spent in Hawaii for our 20th wedding anniversary. It was the first trip that we took without our kids and it was delightful. We, too, were able to take advantage of both being incredibly horny and having a balcony outside of our fifth floor room at the hotel in Kona. It overlooked the road where the Iron Man Triathlon is conducted. It was later in the evening, well after dark and followed a glorious day of fun and dining. It was dark enough that we could not be seen. We could hear the street noise below us as it drifted up to where we were. What I remember most clearly is that my wife ended up naked on a towel on the floor of the balcony with her legs spread. I, too, was nude and mounted her from on top. She was so wet. We had some of the best sex ever! Some 18 years later, we both still reminisce about this being one of our all time favorite fucks! Such sweet memories of what married heat is all about.

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