My boyfriend and I were on vacation in Portland, Oregon. We got a cute little cabin in the woods for two weeks and we’d head into town for date night or to load up on groceries.
Other than that, we spend most of the time fucking. We fucked in the hot tub. We fucked in the back yard. We fucked in the woods over a downed tree. We fucked in the kitchen, on the front porch, and on the hood of our rental car.
He fucked my cunt, my throat, and my ass. He ate my pussy until I was raw. And then he’d flip me over and use my asshole until it was gaping and flooded with cum.
I needed a break.
But Tom was a fuck machine and wanted to keep going. To distract him, I suggested we go into town to look at the cute shops and go on a date to a sushi restaurant we heard about.
At my suggestion (obvi) we went into a cute little gift shop that sold candles and soaps and essential oils. The woman who greeted us seemed immediately taken by Tom, who flirted with her right off the bat. I think because I was there and seemed unfazed, she leaned into it, flirting back.