Free Mountain Wood by Valerie J Aurora Page A

pants off, to make it quicker. Kat felt like a teenager waiting for her first time. Kat flopped down on the ground again, flattening the grass there, and Jon thrust himself inside of her until both were panting and moaning.
    Kat felt the fullness of him, he filled her up and with each thrust she grew closer and closer to orgasm, a flush going up her body. Jon thrust into her, his penis feeling the rapid pulsing of her vaginal muscles, as if his penis was in a soft wet clamp. He could feel her heart beating wildly when he stopped to kiss her, and as impatient as she was she thrust with her own hips to move him deeper inside of her.
    Then the orgasm came for her, she felt the flush reach her vagina and she cried out “oh!” to the world as he hit her G spot again, sending trickles of pleasure all up and down her body. She helped thrust again, eager for another when she saw that Jon couldn’t hold on any longer. She thrust her hips again and watched his face as he came. He closed his eyes and sucked in breath, moaning quietly. His penis emptied itself inside of her, ejaculating over and over, so much that it amazed Kat he had that much in him.
    Jon kissed her then, his mouth smelling like the cinnamon gum he had been chewing to quit smoking, and she could smell the odor of dirt and grass around her. Jon rolled over off of her, onto the ground, his breath coming in rapid gusts from using so many muscles to please himself and his wife. She looked over at him and saw how drained he was and remembered that it had been a long time for him too and that he wasn’t used to his orgasms being quite that powerful.
    They lay there breathing in and out for a while, not saying anything, until both said they were hungry. Kat started to put her clothes back on, but Jon stopped her, he reasoned with her that he never got to see her naked and wanted to drink her in a little more.
    So Kat gathered her clothes and ran into the cabin as the temperature was cooling even more with evening setting in. They started a fire in the fireplace and Kat put on a thin satiny robe so that she could be as close to naked as possible. Jon was just in his boxers, enjoying being able to walk around like this as everyday he had to wear a constricting suit. They unpacked their food, and as they both reached into a tall cupboard to put a snack up. Their arms touched and it sent goose bumps up their arms. Kat could see the bulge of an erection growing in Jon’s boxers. She slipped her hand in between the opening at the front of his boxers, unbuttoning the button there. She massaged his penis, feeling it grow in her hand as if a flower was blooming under her command.
    Kat wet her lips with her tongue, and bent down to take his penis in her mouth. He took her face in his hands first before she had a chance and he dropped his boxers, standing there before her, wanting her. He wanted her to see his need before she pleasured him, as he knew that it would make her feel good. She smiled at him and kissed him slowly, letting her tongue flit across his tongue and over his teeth. She bit his lip playfully and he picked her up, laughing. He set her down on the couch in front of the fire and she knelt before him, putting her mouth over the soft tip of his penis. She loved to touch his penis, marveling at the softness of its skin, and the feeling of veins pulsing with the beat of his heart. She sucked at the tip of his penis, tasting the beginnings of cum, a chloric taste that she had grown used to over the years. She sucked, using the muscles of her throat and mouth to suck him into her mouth. She ran her tongue around the base of his shaft, tasting a little of herself on him, the singular scent and taste every woman has. She put his penis in the back of her throat and thrust her head forward, Jon leaning back on the sofa and moaning, letting out louder moans than normal as he didn’t have to worry about anyone hearing him. He looked down after a moment and watched as both of