Stadium XI

[dplover]

Stadium XI

The sun made her glow and the new swim suit shaped her figure. She hooked her finger under the hem of the bikini bottom and let it follow the seam from under her bottom up to her hip. The seemingly innocent move had been was practiced and perfected on he high school swim team. She knew it drew the attention of every man on the hotel deck. She could feel their eyes on her back as she walked away, she liked the attention.

It was early, very early, her mom never really got the time zone thing.

“Hello.....yes....good morning mom.....yes, like the sun is barely up” She slapped him playfully.....

“Stop.....” She only moved her lips.......”

“Everything is fine.....yes.....thank you.....”

“Honey I'm worried about you ...you can't afford all of this ..I mean your on vacation now....cars and rent......one day babies....you just can't afford everything.....I know Jeff makes a lot of money but you have to save....a house....I know your young....times can get bad....they always do.....you have to save.....” She was worked up.....she was talking faster and faster...

“Trisa clamped her legs together....she slapped his hand.....

“401k.....stock market.....matching funds........you future.....maternity leave........” she was on a roll...

“Mom....Mom.....MOM......calm down....I'm not pregnant.....what are you taking about...we are fine....” Trisa was sleepy......god we' re on vacation she thought.......

“Mom....what are you talking about....”

His lips closed on her nipple....his teeth felt good....

To Jeff there was no greater victory than to make her moan when she was on the phone......

He nibbled....his hands wandered......

“Your mail....I picked up your mail.......there is a thing in there about a special seats for the team.....tickets for the team.....you can't afford season tickets in the “Stadium Place”.... Trisa....Trisa.....are you there.......” Mom hadn't slowed down a bit....Trisa couldn't get in a word..

“Mom what are your talking about.......we aren't getting any tickets......” She slapped Jeff …..her eyes were big....he stopped and looked up from her breasts....

“It says the The Stadium Club, J / T England #106.....that's for the team right....Trisa...Trisa...”

“Don't open it Mom....I'll ask Jeff......”

Trish covered the phone.....she looked at Jeff....she looked panicked....

“The Stadium Club......she has mail from the Stadium Club......addressed to us.....what do I tell here....she thinks it's sports tickets...”

“What do I tell her......”Jeff took the phone.....

“Good morning mom......” She liked him to call her mom....he and Trisa dated for so long that she kidded she had adopted him.

“Mom...relax....it's from work....the company is volunteering us to paint the football stands at “John Edwards High” Trisa and I have been assigned a section..... those are volunteer passes.....it's fine relax....

“Well.........”

“OK.....OK....I just worry about you.....that's all......”

“Hows the Trisa's pussy......”He smiled at Trisa as he said it......

“JEFF...damn it...behave...Trisa's cat is fine....maybe lonely....it's hard to tell....I have been feeding her twice a day....” She knew he did that just to get a rise out of her.

“I'll talk to you tomorrow”

“Mom....wait until it's night there....then call us....”

“Bye” He was such a pain in the butt......but he was a good husband.....she knew Trisa had made a good choice. Maybe a grand child after this trip.....they should be relaxed.....plenty of time to make love.....

“Hey mister....if you are worried about Trisa's pussy why don't you check it...” Trisas pushed his head under the covers. Trisa wasn't fresh....it had been a long night.... Jeff ducked and reemerged on her pillow...

“I have a better test....”

He slid in......it was like....well it was like a well fucked pussy.....she was slippery all the way to the bottom...Trisa adjusted her hips...they were fully joined....husband and wife as one....

“Do you like that......how is Trisa's pussy....” His lips touched her's...her nipples were hard on his chest....she moaned.....he took that as a yes.....

Trisa closed her eyes.....he kept bumping into her center, the hood was not much protection.....she moved her legs....the bumping was in a rhythm now....god...she liked it when she was this wet and smooth...she could feel him....the veins and the crown....he was very hard......

“Does it feel good......” She was whispering....Jeff paused....all the way inside....Trisa's voice was soft....her voice had a different quality when they were joined.

Jeff wondered it she had sounded like that in the club....had she whispered in the mans ear....had he hear this special voice.....the thought made his hips thrust forward....forward and up...already fully joined the pressure made Trisa gasp....her head was closer to the headboard now.

“Oh God Jeff...harder..please.....harder......”

He felt thick....this was going to take a while....he had just finished a few hours ago....Trisa loved it when it took a long time....she felt loved and needed when he labored for relief....her womanhood was warm and filled....she was the center of his world....his penis demanded friction and rhythm....she provided the friction and the dance provide the timing.....

Long fucks gave her time to think....think about things....things she didn't talk about over dinner.

“Jeff...Oh....Oh....Oh ....am I wet....Oh...”

“God yes....Trisa........ yes.....very......”

“Why am I so wet....” He voice was now questioning.....

Jeff withdrew... and them slid deep....he could feel her heart beating against his chest....he could feel her heart beating around his penis......

“I came in you....last night.....we fucked.”

“Can you tell a difference.....does your cum feel different...” Their eyes meet...he kept thrusting.....the kiss was nice....he was supported on his elbows......

“Different from what......” His brain was cloudy....but knew exactly what she meant as soon as he spoke....

This was difficult to talk about....he wasn't sure what to say.....his wife had made love with another man and returned to him wet and loose....he liked it.....he hated it....it had been painful waiting....the sex afterwards had been amazing.....

“Yes....it's different.....it was more open and it seemed warmer.... after that.....”

“After what......”

“After the club....after he fucked you...”

“Did you like it....was it nice....or is this just as nice ...”She nuzzled his ear....

Jeff tried to find her ear but the rhythm had increased......her found her neck....he nuzzled her...she smelled like sweat and salt air and love....

“You feel very good....Oh God....Trisa....Trisa....”

Trisa...are you ready....I'm going to cum.....Oh God....” He needed release...

“I'm good sweety....go ahead...cum for me...it feels good....do you feel it....I'm squeezing it...can you feel.....:

“God yes....”

“Oh God Trisa......”

“Jeff.....”

“What.....” Now was not the time to talk.....

“Would you like to feel me like that again.....all nice and wet....slippey inside.....” Trisa was sincere....

The effect on Jeff was immediate....Trisa was wet and warm and he was deep.....it was over for him.....now Jeff wanted a nap......

The fresh breeze felt good through the open window....

“I wonder what they sent us in the mail.....” She rolled.....her leg on his belly

Some of his love from deep within her belly found it's way back to his skin....

Her head slid lower....her mouth was warm......

“Jeff.....” She let him slide between her lips......

“What.....” She swirled her tongue...

This was a luxury ..Trisa never did this....not after he was finished....surely she could taste him now....his stomach was always wet after she used her lips.....

“Oh God.....Trisa....I can't....not again...”

She smiled up at him....It's OK....relax....

Her lips were soft....her breath was warm...she breathed around him....

They had time....it was early.....they were on vacation........

Young men recover quickly if properly encouraged.....Trisa wanted his attention......

Her lips slowly formed around him.....then kisses....from the bottom to the crown.....Trisa took her time......kisses.... her tongue swirled as she spoke....wet and warm....God ...what a luxury....

He stroked her hair...Trisa eyes were bright in the dim light......her breast hung swaying with her movements.....her nipples were tight and firm brushing his thigh.

“Jeff....I love you......” She breathed.....

“I love too.....”

“Jeff...would you wait for me....” Now he was inside again...her nose was close to his curls...the velvety warmth moved up and down......

“Would you wait for me when I wear Our Panties again.....”

She felt him twitch.....a small pulse.....

“Would you wait for me while I dance again....” She drew him back inside....her tongue swirled....

Babies aren't conceived at the dinner table.....reason doesn't play into the equation......changing diapers at 2 am is not thought about ....Paying for college is not a consideration......the result of a baby passing through the birth canal.....the effect on her muscle tone....her ability to grip his manhood after childbirth....none these factors are not considered.

They both think he will pull out.....take himself away from her gripping wetness at just he moment it feels the best.....

No....babies are made in the heat of passion.... the man is at his hardest....he loves her....she is warm....she is warm and tight....pulling out is not in the cards ...he thinks just a few more... just a few more thrusts...just a few more and I will stop...I'll pull out...soon....

Then....it happens......Oh God.....to hell with the consequences.....it happens....

Decisions to share your wife....to have another man leave his love inside....those decisions are also best made in the heat of passion.

Trisa was doing her part.....

Orgasm was close for Jeff....

“Jeff.....can I dance again.........”

DPlover

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Very nice I love this series and look forward to reading your writings. Trisha is one li8ttle hottie and I will enjoy reading about her dance once more.

Keep up the good wrork

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