Lazy Day Trip

     “Tiff, are you ready?” 

    I slide on a black overshirt to go over the designer shirt I’m wearing. Those two plus a pair of black jeans are my usual streetwear clothes. My pentacle necklace completes the look as you come down the stairs. You’re wearing a pair of black leggings and a Deadpool shirt, a favorite of yours. Against your throat, a black choker is pressed against your neck. To others it’s a fashion accessory. To us, it’s your day collar. You wear it with pride in place of the play collar that you wore last night.

     “How do I look?” 

    I give you the signal to spin. You do so slowly, allowing me a good view of your curves. You keep your hair neat and straight, allowing the natural blonde to appear while keeping the tips burgundy. As you finish your spin, I pull you close and kiss you. 

    “Beautiful, as always,” I say. You beam at the compliment. 

    We start the drive to the mall in Dayton, taking the highway. While I promised to take you on a date to do some vanity shopping, I still have other plans for you. As we slow down to downtown traffic, a semi truck driver pulls up next to us. He looks down at you, flashing a smile. You look at me, a questioning look. I nod. 

    You turn back and pull your shirt up, showing off your supple breasts to his widening eyes. His jaw hits the floor as our lane speeds up. You blow him a kiss as we go off, to which he responds with a blast from his horn. He clearly liked what he saw. You slide to me and kiss my cheek. 

    “That was fun.” 

    I kiss your lips, eyes still on the road. 

    “If he comes back up, you should play with yourself for him. I’m sure he hasn’t had a woman in a while.” 

    You smack my arm playfully before settling back and rubbing your thighs. You still seem to be tingling from your massage session the night before. I make a note to pick up some more moisturizer and massaging oil from the Indian store. 

    We finally reach the mall, and after finding a parking spot, I hand you your favorite wireless toy. I keep the remote in my pocket. You slide your leggings down and slip the toy inside. You bite your lip as it finds its home. Once satisfied, you pull your leggings back up and we make our way inside. 

    The mall is packed for a Saturday, but that’s fine with us. This is our time together. We simply hold hands as we walk from store front to store front. It’s not until we hit the third shop, a shop that has hundreds of stuffed animals inside that you look at me. 

    “I want a bear.” 

    I lead you inside and we spend the next few minutes looking at the options. You can’t quite decide what you want, so I go to stand with the cashier. He’s busy helping someone else, so I use this opportunity to my advantage. 

    You’re standing next to the red bears when you gasp. Your crotch has started vibrating from the toy. You look to see me smiling with my arms crossed. The tip of the remote is barely concealed in my hand, but you recognize that shade of blue anywhere. 

    “Not here,” you mouth to me, eyes flicking to the cashier, who’s still oblivious. I give my evil grin and change the settings. You bite your lip as the toy switches from vibrating to pulsing, building up from slow to faster before stopping for a few seconds, only to repeat the cycle. You try to ignore it as you finally select the burgundy bear with the green pads and eyes. I slow the settings so you can accessorize your bear, but I don’t turn it off. 

    While selecting several items for your bear, I can see you squeezing your thighs together. You turn to face me again and give me a pleading look. I go ahead and turn the toy off for now and place the remote in my pocket. You mouth thank you and go back to accessorizing your bear. 

    A short time later, we make our way out of the store. You have your bear in one arm, my hand in the other. Even though you try to hide it, your cheeks are slightly flush, a sign that you’re still feeling the vibrations in your memory. 

    “That wasn’t nice, sir.” 

    “Who said I was nice, love?” 

    You slap my arm playfully again, and I kiss your hand. 

    We make our way over to the lingerie shop and we head in. Most men wouldn’t dream of being caught inside, but I don’t mind. We spend some time going over some new shirts and pants and skirts. You made it obvious that we need to go out to a nice restaurant sometime soon, so we are looking for something nice for you to wear. After selecting several items, we make our way to the dressing rooms and you go inside the number six door. 

    I sit in one of the available chairs and pass the time going through my phone. Suddenly I get a message from you. It’s a picture of you from inside the dressing room. You’re posing in the mirror, and I can finally see that you’re wearing my favorite lace undergarments. You have your free hand giving me a peace sign while bent over, showing your nice ass in the thong. 

    I smile as a second picture message comes through. You have removed the bra and covered both your breasts with one arm. You captioned the picture with, ‘You can look, but can’t touch.’ I reach into my pocket, but find the remote is missing. I snap a selfie of my penetrating look and send it with the words, ‘Something’s missing.’ 

    Another picture. 

    You set the camera near your crotch, now missing your thong. But I don’t get to see your pretty pussy, as you covered it with the remote. You’re sticking your tongue out in this one. The message is clear, ‘You mean this?’ 

    I look around and see that the area is clear. 

    I walk to the door and knock on it. 

    “Who is it?” 

    “You have something of mine. I want it back.” 

    “What will you give me in return?” 

    “Unlock the door and find out.” 

    A few seconds of quiet, then I hear the unmistakable click of the lock disengaging. I pull the handle and slip in quietly. 

    You’re standing naked in front of me, teasing your pussy lips and clit with one hand while rubbing your breast with the other. The toy and remote are laying on your bra, the toy still shiny from your pussy juices. You look at me, a mischievous light in your eye. 

    “Well? What do I get in return?” 

    I push you to sit on the seat. I kneel between your legs and breath in your aroma. It’s intoxicating and I lick my lips. You move your hand out of the way and bite your lip as you rub both breasts now. 

    I lean down and slowly start licking your pussy, teasing your lips with long slow strokes. You let out a whimper and open your legs wider. I lick with long slow strokes in between your lips, tasting your juices. In a few short licks, your lips start parting, full and sensitive with your arousal. I take my fingers and part your lips and start licking deeper. 

    You let out another whimper and place your hand on my head. I focus on long slow strokes around your more sensitive areas, but make sure I suck and lick the clit. You start to breath heavily, trying to keep quiet. I keep licking and sucking, more focused on making you feel good than I am of keeping quiet. You press my head harder as you get closer. You start to pant quietly as I slide a finger into your hungry slit. I press on your sensitive area inside and make a come here motion with my finger. You gasp a little louder than expected and start pushing my head away. 

    “Wait, wait. Not here.” 

    I ignore you and keep licking and fingering. You try to push a little harder but give up and pull my head harder against your crotch. You start grinding your crotch against my mouth as I lick faster and harder. I can feel your insides start to tighten up. 

    KNOCK KNOCK!     

    “Everything ok in there?” The clerk as returned. 

    You start blushing, and in as calm a voice as you can manage, you say,” I’m fine. My husband is in here helping me with a selection.” 

    I pull my head up from your crotch. 

    “I think she looks good in the red, but can you place the midnight blue over the door, please? We would like to compare the two.” 

    A moment of silence, then the blue dress is dangling over the top of the door. You reach up and pull it down. 

    “Thank you.” 

    The clerk doesn’t say anything, and it’s obvious she knows something is up. I go back to licking and sucking, moving faster to get you to cum. You bite your lip hard and cover your mouth as I assault your crotch. 

    “MMM...MMMM” 

    You explode in a muffled voice as your orgasm hits you, your muscles contracting around my fingers and tongue. You arch your back, pushing your crotch into my mouth as I’m sucking your clit. You spasm as quietly as you can, but the little thumps of your hand against the wall is a little louder than we would like it to be. 

    Finally, after a short while, you come back to your senses, a glazed look in your eyes. My mouth is covered in your juices, but that doesn’t stop you from pulling my face to yours and jamming your tongue into my mouth. You always enjoyed tasting yourself on my lips and tongue. 

    Another knock on the door. 

    “Guys, listen. You need to wrap this up, my manager’s getting suspicious.” 

    I stand up and give my face a quick wipe before unlocking the door. You slip the blue dress on quickly and zip it up before I open the door. The young lady steps back, looking a little flustered and confused as I come out as calm and normal as I had when we first walked in. You step in front of me, giving a little twirl on the spot. 

    “What do you think? Blue?” 

    The clerk, a hint of suspicion still in her eyes, looks you up and down before giving her approval. You go back into the dressing room and close the door. I sit back down in the available chair. 

    “Excuse me, sir. But did you two.... “ 

    I look up and scoff. 

    “We are not that kind of people. She needed my opinion, but I’m biased because we’re married.” 

    She gives another suspicious look at the door you went in to before finally walking off. As I watch her go, my phone vibrates again. 

    'That was close, Sir.'

     I smile, as I’m sure this was just the beginning of today’s fun. 

    A short while later we make our way to the food court with your purchases in hand. Your cheeks are still rosy from the quick session in the lingerie store, but you have your arm wrapped firmly around mine the whole time, acting the innocent wife. We split up for a brief moment because you want a sandwich while I have a craving for Chinese. While watching the cook make my meal, I look over and see you talking with the cashier. I think to myself this would be a perfect time to test the range of our toy. You're standing about thirty feet away so it will be touch and go as to whether the toy will make it.

     I reach into my pocket for the remote and switch it on.

     You don't seem to notice anything, which tells me I'm just out of range. 

    Disheartened but not entirely unhappy with the events, I pay for my food and make my way to a table that is available in the middle of the food court. A few minutes later you join me with your sandwich in hand. As we eat our food, we look around at the rest of the food court who are completely oblivious to the kind of people that we are. Would they know that you were wearing a wireless toy inside of you, some of them would be confused or sickened while a small fraction would be buying us drinks and wanting to know what it's like being adventurous like this. 

    You touch my hand near the end of our meal, and I look at you. You lean forward as if to kiss me but you go from my ear and whisper in a sweet voice,” I took my panties off and placed them around the bear.” 

    I think to myself that I'm the luckiest man in the world to have such an amazing wife as you. The knowledge that you are in the middle of the food court without any underwear causes a stirring in my loins again. I reach back into my pocket and flip the switch on the remote. This time you feel it. 

    You bite your lower lip trying to hide your arousal. But after our exploits in the lingerie shop, I decide I will not suffer alone anymore. I tap the settings button a few times and cycle through the different settings. After I see you squirm on one, I stop cycling and go back to finishing my meal. You try to eat yours as well, but you can’t seem to focus. I can see the shiny glint in your eyes as you get more aroused. You bite your lower lip again and I finally decide I can’t torture us anymore. 

    I turn off the toy and lean forward. 

    “Let’s go to the arcade. I think we need a picture for the fridge.”

    You have a deeply excited look on your face, and we clear our trash and make our way to the arcade on the other side of the mall. I hold you close under one arm as we enter the arcade. It’s one we’ve been to several times before, with lots of black lights and loud music playing. Besides the worker handing out prizes, it’s mostly empty. The photo booth is on the other side of the arcade, far from prying eyes. 

    I get a couple bucks worth of tokens and we make our way to the photobooth. The curtains are opened and there’s no one in it. I take a seat and wait for you to join me. We throw a few tokens in to get the first set of photos. We do a few of the typical couple stuff and wait for them to print. It takes about five minutes for them to print, which is good for what I have in mind. 

    As we collect the first set, I take a quick look around. The employee is standing bored at the front, and the closest people are still a decent distance away. I unzip my jeans and pull my rigid cock out. You look at it, a hunger in your eyes. I know you’re wanting to taste it, but I sit back down and motion for you to sit on my lap. You grin and slide your leggings down a little down your thighs before you do so. 

    You stiffen and stifle a moan as my cock slides deep inside your pussy. You’re so wet and warm that it takes all of my focus to not cum right then and there. You grind your hips against mine as the first picture focuses. A click later, I reach up and squeeze the side of your neck, thrusting upwards. 

    You moan a little louder, and you cover your mouth as I thrust again. You’re breathing quickly in an effort to be quiet. 

    “We got 4 more pictures to go through,” I growl quietly to you, thrusting again. 

    You nod your head as you start to bob up and down on my cock, trying to cum before our time is up. Another picture snaps and I can’t wait to see your face in the final piece. I move my hands to your shirt and lift your shirt and bra up, exposing your tits to the camera. You bob faster as I squeeze them between my hands, and you cum as the third picture clicks. 

    We have only two pictures left. 

    You move off my dick and slide to the ground, facing my crotch as you engulf my cock in your mouth. I stand up, trying to get a good angle to fuck your mouth. You stroke my cock as you suck it hard and fast, trying to keep quiet despite being in overtaken with lust. The camera clicks again and I’m feeling my orgasm building and ready to shoot. You pull your head away and stroke me quickly. You stick your tongue out, looking me in the eyes. 

    I close my mouth tightly as shoot my load across your face and mouth. The amount of sperm flying out is a lot, and it leaves your pretty face a beautiful mess. You swallow the few drops that landed in your mouth and smile up at me. You don’t usually swallow my sperm, but today you seem to make the exception. I sit down a little harder than I’d like on the stool and you join me, leaving your tits exposed as the camera takes the finally picture of your cum stained face next to me. 

    We quickly straighten our clothes and clean your face as the pictures are printed. We admire the pictures for a minute before we hide them in your lingerie bag. I look around and we still have no one suspicious of our actions. We walk out calmly and even wave at the employee, who returns it. 

    “That was hot, hun,” you whisper to me. 

    I smile and nod. We decide to calm ourselves down a bit and visit a few more shops. I pick up a couple of books from the book shop and you grab some more lotion and oil before we decide to leave. 

    Back on the highway, you pull your leggings down to your knees and pull the toy out. I hand you the remote and let you play with yourself as I drive. Today’s activities are far from over, and I can’t wait to get home. In fact, I decide not to. 

    I pull off at an exit and you look at me questioningly. I don’t say anything as I follow the signs. It takes another fifteen minutes of driving, but I finally reach a small forest area that I haven’t been to in years. This is the first time I’ve brought you here. 

    I pull over to a secluded area and get out and you follow suit. We walk along the trail into the forest. In a few short minutes, we’re surrounded by trees and the sounds of the traffic and town all but disappear. 

    “Where are we going?” 

    I don’t answer. I’m too focused on listening. Besides the sound of birds and squirrels, I hear nothing. This is good. 

    I take your hand and lead you off the trail and into the trees. 

    Once we’re a good distance from the trail, I turn around and kiss you hard. You wrap your arms around me and pull me close. We make our way to a tree and I push you against it, still locking my lips onto yours. I reach down and slide my hands down your leggings, feeling your wetness with my fingers. You moan into my mouth and drag your nails down my back. I slide my finger inside, rubbing you until you’re grinding against my fingers hard. 

    “I want you inside me! Now!” 

    I don’t need told twice. I spin you around and you grab the tree, bending over as I pull your leggings down to your ankles. I all but rip my pants open and drop them to my own ankles. I guide my cock to your slit and slide it in, making you moan loudly. You tighten your grip against the tree and brace yourself as I slam my cock in and out of your pussy. The once quiet forest area is now punctuated with the sounds of your moans and the wet slaps of our hips slapping against each other. 

    I don’t bother to pull out this time. 

    I reach down and play with your clit with my fingers, making you squirm as I fuck you. Your pussy squeezes me tighter and I let my orgasm hit me, shooting you full of my cum. The warm explosion inside sends you over the edge and you cum hard, your pussy milking my cock for all the sperm it can get. 

    We quiet down as we calm our breathing. I slide my cock out and you slump to the ground, breathing hard against the leaves. You open your eyes a bit to give me a cheeky grin. 

    “Sound’s like you guys are finished!” 

    The shout comes from beyond our vision, but it’s full of suppressed laughter. You turn crimson and pull your leggings up quickly as I pull my pants back up. The distant chuckle grows silent and eventually go quiet. We remain silent for a while after until we are sure the trail is clear. Then we get up and quickly make our way to the trail and back to the car. We don’t see anyone the whole time.

     As I get the car back onto the main road, you look at me. 

    “Babe, can we not fuck again until we get home?” 

    I look back at you. 

    “You didn’t like the forest?”

    You smile dreamily. 

    “No, but I want to fuck you in the shower now.” 

    I smile back and focus on the road, now determined to make it home as quickly as possible.