My wife Collette lay on the bed in her fluffy hotel bathrobe, flipping through the TV channels with the remote. Her damp blonde hair was spread out over the propped up pillows of the king size bed. We had just finished showering after a long, wet day hike through the coastal forest on Vancouver Island. We had come back covered in mud and sweat and had spent about ten minutes in the shower scouring all the dirt and grime off our bodies.
Now, finally clean and warm again, we had decided to spend the night in the hotel, relaxing and enjoying a quiet evening. “Do you want to watch a movie?” she me asked with a mischievous grin.
I stood naked in the doorway of the room gazing at her lean, strong body. She has spent the last ten years running marathons, competing in triathlons, and weight-training and has gained an incredible body for all her effort. She has incredible, long legs with sleek muscle and silky smooth skin. Those legs end in the sexiest ass I’ve ever seen. It’s small and tight and absolutely irresistible. Add the thong that she usually wears and there isn’t a man alive who could resist reaching out her caress her. The years of running have left her lower body toned and strong and I can tell you from experience that the feeling of them wrapped around your body, pulling you in closer or pressed against your face is absolute heaven.
The bathrobe was parted enough to provide just a peek of her pussy, with its neatly trimmed pubic hair, bikini waxed into a straight line that drew attention to rather than hid the lips of her pussy. I had spent countless hours exploring that pussy and will always be mesmerized by its delicate femininity. I’ve always enjoying down on a woman and have rarely refused the offer when given, but Collette’s is different. There is a taste, a scent, and a feeling that calls me to her pussy. I catch myself daydreaming all the time about sliding my cheek up against her smooth thigh and running my nose and lips through her soft pubic hair.
The tie of the robe drew it in around her waist, covering her abdomen. But I knew what lay under it. Strong layers of muscle and the cutest bellybutton in the world. She’s also very ticklish there, often squirming and giggling away under my touch.
Drawing my eyes upwards, the robe parted so that it covered half of each breast. Now her breasts are D cups and despite all her running are still firm and round. Searching for the perfect sports bra is an obsession with Coll. However, all those trips following her around in the malls, from one store to the next, always pays off in the end. I’ve never seen a woman with real breasts her size that are still pert and firm. I also love her breasts because of the fact that she loves them. Women everywhere see breasts as a symbol of their femininity and Collette always sports her breasts with class and style. It’s the confidence itself, as much as the beauty of her breasts that make them so sexy. Add to that, the small dark aureole and her button like, sensitive nipples and you have a package that I long for constantly. The feel of her naked breasts against my chest always drives me to wrap my arms around her and press her close to me.
I love it when she guides my hand to her breasts or when she lowers her breast to my mouth, asking me to suck and kiss them.
Finally, her face, framed by her shoulder length hair blonde is the culmination of perfection. The softness of her lips and the white of her smile always give her that need to be kissed look. And just wait until you actually kiss her. Her sensual tongue roams along my lips and teases my tongue, sometimes pressing, sometimes inviting, but always playing.
“What kind of movie did you have in mind?” I asked, sliding onto the bed beside her. She turned towards me and smiled. I knew exactly what kind of movie she was interested in. She kissed me, her lips and tongue wet against mine. Her hand traced across my naked abdomen.
“Maybe a special movie.” Her voice was a whisper. I felt her fingers trace downwards, curling through my pubic hair. I kissed her back and ran my hand inside her bathrobe, caressing the soft mound of her breast.
“Sounds good to me.” I breathed. She smiled and pointed the remote at the TV. Seconds later we had billed an adult movie to our room and we watching the opening credits of some nameless movie roll across the screen. It was our usual treat whenever we were staying away from home. We snuggled up on the bed, watching a porno flick until we couldn’t take it anymore, and then we’d spend the next hour playing with each other until we both fell asleep together.
We lay side by side as we watched a thin blonde with fake breasts go down on a well-built man in a stable. We said nothing, just enjoying the movie and the feel of each other by our side. The scene ended with the guy cumming all over the blonde’s face and then walking out on her. There followed a couple more guy on girl scenes with a guy fucking a woman from behind and another with a woman riding a guy until he came.
Next, the movie rolled into the girl on girl scenes. We watched the two women kiss gently, their hands exploring each other’s chests. My cock was rock hard by this point, and I suspected Collette’s pussy would be dripping wet. I slid my hard across her smooth thigh and through her pubic hair. She moaned quietly, partly her legs just enough to allow me full access. Both our eyes remained glued to the screen. My finger moved between the folds of her labia, slick with her wetness. “Nnnh” she whispered parting her legs a little bit more.
On the TV one brunette was finger fucking the blonde, sliding two fingers deep inside her. The blonde groaned in appreciation. Collette lifted her hips slightly and I knew what she wanted from me. Slowly I slid my hand down farther and gently pressed my finger against her opening. She squirmed under my touch, inviting me in farther. I teased her, slowly running my fingers up and down her labia and circling the entrance to her pussy. Her wetness was everywhere, coating her pubic hair, glistening on her thighs, and running down to her sweet little ass. Finally, I plunged a finger inside her. “Aaaaah”, she bucked her hips against my hand, impaling herself on my finger. Still her eyes were fixed on the TV.
“Does this turn you on?” I asked quietly into her ear and I continued to slide my finger in and out of her pussy.
She replied in a hoarse whisper, “yes.” I knew it did, but it always turned me on to hear her say it. On the screen the blonde was on her back while the brunette continued to fuck her and play with her clit. Collette’s robe was completely open by this time and her breasts lay exposed and inviting. I moved my head down and kissed the soft flesh. Then as I took her nipple into my mouth, I moved my thumb up to her clit. “Oh god.” She rasped as she lifted her hips once again. I kissed and sucked her nipple playfully, loving the feel of it between my lips.
“Do you wish she was fucking you right now?” I asked, looking up at Collette’s face.
