The Fort

Our week was going better than planned. We were enjoying the beach with some of the most beautiful weather you could ask for. Previously, we had discussed seeing some of the nearby sites. Our growing bucket list now included the addition of visiting the old Civil War fort, and a lighthouse. These visits could, and hopefully would, include sordid activities at each destination.

Jennifer and I drove many miles down the sea shore to visit an old stone fort that was constructed in the mid-1800s. It was another hot day with sweltering humidity. The sun was mercilessly beating down on everyone who visited on that day. Some had traveled for approximately a thousand miles to see these amazing sites.

The fort stood on a hill that was surrounded by water on three sides. This location created a beautiful view in just about every direction we looked. Any general direction to the south displayed an endless sea of blue as far as the eye could see. Other directions toward the bay included monstrous oil rigs that are typically only seen on television.

As we approached the fort, we entered through a large gate that led through a long tunnel. We appeared in an interim area that resembled a moat around an old medieval castle. However, there was no appreciable amount of water. It was only a small drain that surrounded the fort. This was just a buffer area between the outer and inner walls.

We traversed our way to the inner areas via many dark passages leading to the inner chambers. Each one was connected by tunnels and archways. It was lacking light in some places; however there was indirect ambient light emanating through the window openings in others.

Although there were not many visitors that day, there were isolated incidences where we could hear them. Occasionally, we could see few individuals walking by the window openings or entering the chambers several rooms away. Still, we were alone in virtually every room, which sparked our imaginations.

As in many previous adventures, Jennifer took the lead by casually opening her dress. She opened up the top of her dress exposing her breasts for my viewing pleasure. I couldn’t resist reaching up and fondling them. I began gently squeezing and caressing them with my hands. While holding them close, I rubbed my face between them and nibbled on her nipples.

I took a few photos of Jennifer exposing her breasts from many different vantage points. She opened her dress further and slid her arms out. Her dress tantalizingly wiggled down to her waist, rendering her topless. I enjoyed looking and photographing her in front of one of the openings that resembled a window.

The indirect sunlight subtly provided light while a gentle breeze flowed through. She sat down on the ledge that was open to the inner area. Jennifer arched her back, pushing her beautiful breasts forward. Each photo taken was more interesting than the previous, with different types of light and shadows accentuating every different view.

It was such an indescribable thrill when we could hear other people talking while they were wandering nearby. As a few people walked by the outside of the window opening, Jennifer instinctually got up and moved to the side, which put her out of sight. She reluctantly put her dress back on and buttoned it up before a few others walked by. That was too close. We felt like we were getting away with something, because, in a way, we were.

With a chuckle, I had to ask, “As few people that are here, how do they keep finding us?”

Nevertheless, one by one we continued to explore more chambers. The driving thrill increased further when there was the possibility that Jennifer could be seen topless by people who were wandering sporadically throughout the fort. I felt like we were rolling the dice and it was making me hard.

In each additional area, Jennifer would either display her breasts or lift her dress. I photographed her topless as well as her showing me her wet pussy glistening in an occasional ray of sunshine. Her attributes were as exciting as they always have been in years past. She still to this day leaves me with a stiff cock. Yep, no plumbing problems here.

We then proceeded to the second last chamber on that side of the fort. I sat down on the window opening with my back facing the outside. I had decided to get Jennifer’s attention by sliding my rod down the left leg of my shorts.

I shimmied the left leg of my shorts up as far as possible, allowing my dick and balls to be free. My cock pointed up to the ceiling like a flag pole. Jennifer moved into action and took the opportunity to photograph me as well.

I then dropped my shorts down to my ankles. My rock-hard cock was in my right hand as I slowly stroked it, making it even more erect, if that were possible. As I increased the speed, I began to feel that burning sensation from deep inside. It was now evident that I may blow my load all over the place. Even though Jennifer enjoys watching and videoing the eruptions, I was not ready to cum yet.

I put my dick away so we could proceed to the last chamber of that side of the fort. Jennifer sat down in the window opening to catch her breath and enjoy the breeze gently flowing through the opening.

I was seated on a large cut stone facing her while she opened up her dress and pulled out her breasts again for me. She was enjoying the breeze gently passing by while it was cooling her breasts and upper body, leaving her nipples standing erect.

Jennifer then pulled her dress up to her waist and spread her legs. With her dress down from the top and up from the bottom, she might as well have been naked.

This view of her was so sexually tantalizing it rendered my cock rigid and straight again. While looking at my virtually naked wife, I could not miss the opportunity to photograph this most erotic sight.

There was no doubt that Jennifer knew what she was doing to me. I was helpless.

As the proverbial horns popped out of her head, she took two fingers from each hand and inserted them. Jennifer slowly opened her vagina while I photographed her naked body as well as her moisture-laden introitus.

Jennifer held her pussy open for several minutes. She was enjoying the breeze cooling her wet lips. As she turned toward the window, she felt the cool breeze pass up into her pussy. This direction also allowed another ray of sunshine to light up the entrance to her vagina. Her pink, wet, shiny vaginal flesh reflected the rays, making her pussy look like it was lit up.

Also from this direction, I was able to look up inside of her vagina without a flashlight. Yep, you guessed it! Photos were plentiful. I guess there is nothing like sunshine being blown up your cunt. It was probably a good thing that nobody walking around stumbled upon the window where Jennifer was spreading herself wide open into the sunshine.

This was all I could take. I dropped to my knees and climbed between her legs. I put my fingers up inside of her, joining her two fingers that were still inserted. She slid Her fingers out and allowed me to lick her essence off of them. This happened while I was moving my fingers in and out repeatedly.

Jennifer held her vagina open for me while I took my time licking a path from her ankles, calves, knees, and to inner thighs. Then, with a circular motion moving from her clitoris to the opening of her vagina, I buried my tongue deep inside of her.

That was it! I wanted to make her quiver and cum for me right there in the window.

Consequently, I was still mildly concerned about other visitors stumbling upon us while she was practically naked compounded with my cock up inside of her.

Jennifer put the top part of her dress back on while leaving the bottom pulled up to her waist. The shorts I was wearing allowed me to pull my entire package (dick and balls) out of my fly. I figured that this would be easier to compose ourselves if people appeared.

Jennifer lay back on the deep window opening and spread her legs. I took two fingers from my left hand and opened her lips. My rock-hard penis was being guided by my right hand as it slowly entered her pussy a little bit at a time.

I slid my cock in just enough to bury the head and followed by pulling it out. I then rested the tip between her wet labia and about an inch inside of her pussy. Yes, I admit that I was teasing her by leaving my dick just inside of her.

With my right hand, I wiggled my cock, making the tip rub her clitoris. She closed her eyes and began to breathe heavily. I wanted to make her quiver and cum for me right there in the window.

However, I reached my limit. I was compelled to shove my cock inside of her as deep as I could. I rammed it in and out over and over again. I stopped with my cock fully inside of her where I could feel Jennifer’s pussy grabbing and squeezing. Wow! What a ride!

There I was, fucking her in a window opening of the old fort…

Meanwhile, other guests in the fort were getting closer. We could hear them but we did not care. It was so exciting knowing that there were people so close to us that they could possibly be able to see my cock inside of her. In my semi-euphoric state, I almost wanted to get caught… only if all the visitors were adults.

Then, fortunately, common sense prevailed. Jennifer was no longer physically comfortable lying that position on the old stonework. Furthermore, there were families walking around getting closer by the second.

The last thing I wanted in this world was to make my wife uncomfortable, physically or emotionally. At that instant, I began to feel that same burning feeling from the tip of my penis to my bunghole. I was just about to cum, but I needed to pull my cock out of her pussy, stand up, and put it away. Jennifer only had to stand up and let her dress down to cover herself.

You have to admit, it would not be prudent to let families see our exploits. It was also better that other visitors did not get a view of my pearlescent seed running out of her pussy and down her legs. Furthermore, there was no means to clean it up. Piss poor planning on my part.

This was the point when we were just about finished with our visit to the fort. We straggled out from the inner to the outer areas while Jennifer continued to flash her pussy without getting caught.

As we drove back to the hotel, Jennifer let me put my fingers back up inside of her, where I kept them there for about thirty minutes. We laughed together while discussing how we were practically naked, took elicit photos, and had all kinds of sex in the old fort without being seen.

Even though I did not have the chance to cum inside of her pussy (at this juncture), we still took pleasure in the fact that I fucked her in the old fort. The rules of our little game did not require a minimum amount of time that my cock needed to be inside of her. I just needed to stick it in. We thought it would be fun just to have sex in the fort, without getting caught. Victory!

I told Jennifer that even though I wasn’t required to cum inside of her, I would have been willing to let her video me ejaculating manually. Maybe next time, or on the balcony.

When we arrived back at the hotel, we were still feeling amorous. So, we cleaned up, had dinner, returned, and went out on the balcony where she sat on my dick. But, that’s another story…

Thank you for taking the time to read this story. I hope you will read the continuing adventures. These events are excerpts from our vacation which were depicted in our “On the Road” series. Please look for the story event called “The Lighthouse.”