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Mountain Hideaway - Maggie

Rita and Stan were tired. Christmas rush was over, and New Year’s Eve was a tired week away. Running a café over the holidays sometimes got hazardous to your health. Never any time for themselves.

Stan’s mom and dad offered to run it for the week. Being the former owners, this left the business in very good hands. They took their opportunity. In less than an hour, they were on the road.

They thought about somewhere warm, but settled on their cabin. The cabin was in the Black Mountains nestled inside a little valley. You had to backpack once you parked the truck. No matter what the weather it was always a beautiful walk. A way to strip the world away, and become yourself again. It was peaceful and perfect for their purposes.

Rita made sure to pack her new toys, and pretty nightwear. She wanted to spend most of her vacation flat on her back or in other positions, fucking her hubby senseless. She had an idea he might not mind.

Stan had his own ideas .He had been reading about a couple of things that set his mind racing and his heart to pounding. This would be a perfect time to try them with Rita. He packed a few surprises of his own. It seemed that they both had some of the same ideas.

The cabin was actually one huge room with a loft. A central fireplace kept it warm but it had its own generator and water .A perfect place for a getaway. They kept it stocked, so all they needed to carry in was perishables.

The weather was a warm 60 degrees and the sun was shining, when they parked the truck. Stan started the vacation by asking, “Rita honey? ” He kissed her deeply, “If I asked you? Would you hike in naked, except for your boots of course?”

Rita looked deep into his eyes, saw the lust, and agreed. The cool air actually felt rather good and seeing the hard on, her hubby sported made her very happy. Stan meanwhile was enjoying the heck out of watching her ass wiggling up the trail in front of him. Soon he spotted wet spots on her thighs, as he walked behind her and he knew Rita was enjoying it too.

Rita, ever the tease, would stop and adjust a boot, or stop and point out a tree or something high in the sky just teasing and showing off as often as she could for her man. Halfway there it was more than a man could stand. He called a break at a little grove, where the grass was thick and lush, and the water ran clear, and cold.

Spreading a blanket, he got out their coffee and sandwiches. He really wanted to dine on his wife. When she reached to spread the blanket he unzipped and came up behind her. Slide inside her in one easy motion. He was balls deep by the time she went “Oh Stan.”

She braced her hands on the ground; his hands went around her waist. He started to move deep and fast the way she liked it. Wetting a finger he teased and played with her ass until he had one finger buried all the way and then he started working on another. Soon they were both moaning, and their juices were dripping quicksilver cold down her thighs in the cool breeze. The frantic pace of their fucking kept her warm.

Stan was incredibly turned on, by the idea he was still fully clothed, while he was servicing his naked wife. It was unlikely someone might come by and catch them, but the thought made him hotter than in a long time. It took less than ten minutes for Rita to come and come hard on his raging cock.

Stan followed her; it was tough not to howl like the animal he felt he was, at the moment. Primal man performing at his sexual best. Rita feeling chilled dressed and they sat to eat. They both had very large grins on their faces. Rita spoke first “that was wonderful darling, got anything else planned?” Stan laughed “Not before the cabin anyway.” Finished they cleaned up and headed to their home away from home.

Reaching the cabin, Rita turned on their hot tub, and started the fire as Stan started the generator and put the perishables away. He turned on the oven and put a casserole in for later. They were happy to see everything in place .No work to do just rest and relax. Rita piled up lots of pillows and blankets in front of the fire. This was their favorite place to relax. Within the pillows she hide a couple of her toys as a treat for Stan. Tonight he would find out what some of them felt like for the first time.

She grinned. She was looking forward to his reaction. She heard Stan open the champagne and then the sound of it being poured. Sauntering over to the hot tub she felt to see how warm it was and then she headed for the shower to get clean. Just thinking about the time ahead to relax and enjoy each other was making her wet and hot, as she was soaping herself, she felt when a cool draft and knew that she had company.

Lucky for them, the shower had two showerheads and was huge with a seat. A perfect place for lovers and she planned to take advantage of it. She turned to face her mate and sunk gracefully to her knees. “ I have needed to do this all day.”

She licked lightly at his cock, savoring the taste of him and her together, then taking him delicately into her mouth, laved his head and tickled his small open hole before sucking him deeply into her throat. Rita reached out to caress his shaft and his balls, tickling them gently with her nails as she showed her man how much he meant to her, and how she loved his cock. Stan began to moan and Rita hummed around his cock as she felt his cock jump and his balls tighten .It was clear Stan would not be long in sharing his juices with her. She lightly licked a finger and probing inserted it gently into his ass then made a come to me motion thereby putting herself right in position to caress his prostrate.

Stan bellowed and came and came. Rita was unable to swallow it all and it ran out of her mouth and covered her breasts. Stan moved his hands forward and rubbed it into his wife’s skin. He loved to see her covered with his juices and smiling at him from around his wilting cock. Finished she stood and they bathed each other.

Drying, they went off naked to eat the dinner waiting in the oven. Refreshed by dinner and champagne they cuddled by the fire and talked about how wonderful it was to be alone and how much more they had planned for the week ahead.

Stan refreshed said  “ I am ready for dessert,” slithering to the bottom of the blanket, he attacked his wife’s pussy. Licking and sucking and teasing her .The sound of her satisfied cries, music to his ears. Soon she was rewarding his efforts with lots of sweet nectar for his trouble. When she was begging him to fuck her, to fill her with his cock. Smiling he turned her over, and began to lick and play with her ass. Once she was relaxed, he lubed it and his cock with warmed ointment, then placing his cock there pushed gently in, at the same time pushing her hand into her pussy.

She stroked in and out touching him and her at the same time. He made his strokes slow and easy. They took a long time, this time before they reached their climax. They kept stopping and resting, making it last and last .The tightness and heat of her ass taking Stan places he wanted to stay, and her cries making him eager to keep her there. Soon however nothing could put it off any longer, and Rita came taking Stan with her. Exhausted they fell to their sides and in front of the warm fire they slept.

Waking in the morning entangled together in front of a dying fire, having never made it to bed. Rita said. “ Just think, we have a whole week to go yet.”

Stan just laughed and laughed, when he got himself under control he said, "You have no idea and lots of surprises to come.” Rita jumped on that statement, as he knew she would. “Surprises? What surprises?” Stan looked serious. “Do you really want to know? Really?” Rita nodded with just a touch of something in her eyes he had never seen before. He stood and naked, hard cock leading him, walked to his backpack.

“Close your eyes my lovely bitch, and bury your head in your pillows and do not move until I give you permission.” He saw her shiver and lust glaze her eyes as she closed them and lay back down. “Are you sure you want to be my bitch? Do what I tell you? Service your Lord and Master?” Rita with a slight quiver agreed, with the stipulation that he had to play slave later as well. He agreed. He walked over and blindfolded her.

The next sound was a loud moan, as she felt the leather cuffs surrounding her wrists and ankles, and felt him pull her up. “Come with me my bitch.” She was shivering in desire and her juices were trickling down her leg. She wondered what her mate; her gentle Stan would do, and hoped it was everything she had fantasized.

He took her over toward the bed. Pushed her down with her ass in the air, body on the coverlet. He tied her arms to the headboard, but left her legs free except for the chains between them. “Did you think I didn’t read those stories you wrote in Erotica Two? Did you think I wouldn’t know they were you and me?” He asked, his hand slapped at her once and then again. “Oh Stan, let me explain please?” Crack the sound of his hand hitting her now jouncing ass rang out. “Now you pay for your perfidity my bitch. I am going to spank you until your ass matches your hair, then ravage you until you can’t come anymore.”

Rita screamed out, as the pain of his paddling reached her and turned into hot, frantic desire. “Fuck me Master, take me, make this bitch yours.”

Stan growled, and pushed into her dripping depths as he continued to paddle her. She writhed, bounced, and said words he had never heard from her mouth. Finally exhausted she climaxed and slipped into sleep from the depth of her orgasm. He softly kept pumping her until she quit moving and then he slid out on his own. Smiling, he moved her up on the bed covering her with a quilt, and went to shower, and make breakfast.

He surprised himself by getting hard in the shower, just thinking of the scene in the bedroom. This week might just teach them both a lot. He caressed himself, as he wondered what she would do when it was her turn. Could he? Would he? Tolerate being tied up? The jumping of his cock and the amount of juice that bubbled and flew in his orgasm told him the answer was a definite yes.

He whistled quietly, as he made breakfast. Meanwhile, he had to toilet, clean, and then feed his magnificent bitch. He then had the whole day to invent new games to play with her. It was indeed turning out to be a great vacation.

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Copyright Jan 6,2002 No reproduction without permission of the author. Author Maggie

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