WIFE JOINS THE GUYS ON A HUNTING TRIP - Sex Stories

WIFE JOINS THE GUYS ON A HUNTING TRIP

... his stiff cock so that it ran down one leg of his pants... making it slightly more comfortable under the circumstances. With his hand still between her legs, Ray began rubbing his fingers up and down the slit of her pussy lips through her yoga pants.... eventually finding her clitoris, and caressing it through the material of her leggings.

Ray smiled to himself when he noticed Cassie’s vagina becoming wet, as she whispered, “Holy shit, Ray... you shouldn’t be doing that....”, but she didn’t move his hand away or try to stop him. After a few more minutes, Cassie let out a low groan and said, “Oh my God, Ray.... that feels sooooo fucking good.... yeah, keep going.... keep going.... oh, shit, I think you’re gonna make me cum...”

Still smiling, Ray moved his hand up to the waist of Cassie’s yoga pants, slipped his hand inside, then resumed rubbing little circles around her engorged clit. Cassie closed her eyes and rocked her hips slightly, moaning as quietly as she could manage. Between the vibration of the truck and Ray’s probing fingertips, an incredible climax suddenly overtook her.... she caught her breath and pulled Ray’s hand hard into her wet pussy, as an intense, overwhelming orgasm rose up and crashed through her entire body.

With one hand stuffed into her mouth, Cassie tried desperately to keep her moans quiet, mewling, “Oh.... oh.... shit, Ray... yeah... right there... right there... yeah... oooohhhhhhh.... ooooohhhhhhh.... aaaahhhhh.... damn, that feels ...

... incredible.... ooooohhhhhh.... hmmmm...”

Ray smiled as Cassie enjoyed her climax, and.... with his hand still inside her yoga pants.... softened his fingers rubbing her sensitive clit, but kept running his wet fingers up and down between her drenched pussy lips. After Cassie had reveled in her ebbing orgasm for a few minutes, Ray nudged her forward, so that she was leaning against the back of the seat in front of her as she slowly regained her breath. Ray quickly unzipped his pants and fished out his fully erect 9” cock, then pulled Cassie’s yoga pants down to the middle of her thighs.

Still in a bit of a daze from her intoxicating climax, Cassie didn’t react immediately when Ray yanked down her pants. But when he lined up the head of his stiff boner with her sopping wet pussy opening, and pulled her back onto his lap, she sort of snapped out of it and whispered over her shoulder, “What are you doing, Ray? We can’t do this.... Matt is sitting right there!”

Even as she said that, Ray pulled her down onto his stiff hard-on.... grabbing her hips and sliding her up and down on his rigid boner.... going deeper and deeper into her pussy with each downward thrust.

Cassie closed her eyes and let out a muffled groan, quietly mumbling another feeble objection, “What.... no.... are you kidding me.... we can’t.... holy shit.... damn, that feels good.... oh, my God...”

Just then, Matt turned down the radio and called back to them, “You guys still doing OK back there?”

Cassie ...