The next morning came on the early side. We slowly sprang back to life as the morning sun peeked through the curtains.

Jennifer was still in a sleep state while lying on her back. As she rolled onto her side, a few wayward rays shone into her eyes. This startled her as she was awakening from her slumber.

Jennifer rolled onto her back again while the covers partially slipped off of her naked body. As I kissed her good morning, I could not miss the opportunity to lightly run my fingers over her breasts and nipples. They quickly became erect as I slid my fingertips over them, gently moving them in a circular motion.

I fondled her breasts lightly while pinching her nipples between the webs of my fingers. I began licking and nibbling on her nipples while my fingers wandered their way between her legs. Soon after, her pussy was wet and dripping with desire.

I delicately dragged my middle finger tip through her soft, wet lip,s collecting a small amount of moisture. My finger was drawn towards my face, where I could smell the sweet scent of her lady nectar emanating from within her womanhood.

As I licked the droplet of pure lust, my fingers returned to her as if on command from an overpowering pheromonic attraction. I was helplessly drawn to her source where my two fingers slowly wiggled their way inside of her. As I slowly expanded her opening, my olfactory glands intercepted her enticing scent with much more clarity. Combined with the taste of her juices, the drive of my expanding cock was fueled.

Jennifer smiled as she continued to come to life. As she slid the rest of the sheet aside and spread her legs, she slowly bent her knees as they naturally drifted further apart. My wife lay there wide open, giving me permission as well as an invitation to enter her warm and wet sanctuary. She might as well have just said, “You may get inside of me now.”

My fingers launched directly towards her pussy as if on autopilot, acquiring missile-lock. A millisecond later, they slowed down, spread her wet lips apart, and entered into her world of endless wonder.

Jennifer accepted my three fingers slowly crossing the threshold. As my moisture-seeking fingers probed on, I had the most beautiful view of her slowly expanding vagina. They continued to climb further and further up inside of her love tunnel until my hand arrived at her entrance to my playground. I could have left them inside of her all day if she would let me.

As I retracted them from her vagina, they briefly paused, holding her entrance open. After my usual gaze up inside of her, I leaned forward and slowly maneuvered my tongue deep inside. I slid it as far as I could with my face against her lips. The abundant moisture was smeared all over my face as I moved it back and forth. She smelled and tasted so inviting that my cock was rendered completely stiff.

Sometimes, we play a little game. I ask her point-blank, "Can I put my dick inside of you for a moment? Just for a minute or two. I promise you I will not cum…until later."

We may be in our office, on the steps, in the kitchen, or in the garage. There are times we may do this while sitting on our front doorstep (at night). I slide my shorts down just enough to pull my cock out. She backs up toward me, lifts her skirt, and sits on my dick.

Occasionally, she will let me put my cock inside of her from behind when she is doing dishes. Additionally, I have fucked her from behind many times on hotel balconies, but who’s counting? There are too many different activities to list.

This morning, Jennifer let me put my cock inside of her in bed while we were watching the news. My cock was allowed to penetrate deep inside of her to the back wall. I then stopped the motion to make sure that I did not cum inside of her, yet... Sometimes it is fun to put my dick deep into her pussy and leave it there while watching television.

On an occasion, she will sit on my lap with my cock inside of her while we are talking. Once, we even resolved a fight that way.

We then showered and had breakfast before driving to the lighthouse. The plan was to stop on every platform while ascending / descending up or down the winding staircase. On each landing, I was going to lift up her dress, bend her over, and fuck her from behind.

The game would continue by Jennifer letting me put my cock inside of her for a few seconds on every landing. This maneuver needed extreme care because I did not want to lose control and cum inside of her sooner than planned. Not only would I be empty (temporarily), we did not want my pearlescent seed to drip down her legs in public.

Nevertheless, as long as I stuck it inside of her, there was no time limit or required duration of the penetration on each ascending stop. We were trying to save her moisture for every landing, and my seed for later.

Unfortunately, there were people continuously finding us. We were unable to have sex on any platform as we climbed to the top. Shit!

While looking over the railing, we came up with an idea that would keep this interesting. The new plan was to have me put my fingers inside of her on every landing during the descent.

After the current wave of people were finished loitering around, we planned our descent. We stood back and let them proceed downward in front of us.

On the top level just inside the door to the exterior deck of the lighthouse, I slid my hand under Jennifer's dress and put two fingers inside of her pussy. After approximately five to ten seconds, I retracted my fingers and licked them clean. It still amazes me how good she smells and tastes.

As I finished licking her essence off of my fingers, a few more unknown lingering people brushed by and descended down the endless spiral. We slowly descended downward to the next landing from the top. I lost count at six landings below the beacon.

As we arrived at the next lower platform, I put my fingers back inside of Jennifer. I remained cognizant regarding using my right hand.

My left hand was used to hold the railing on the climb. The railing is held, grabbed, and touched by everyone who visits the lighthouse. It was most important to protect Jennifer's attributes from the world's germs. Besides, the last thing I wanted to do was have the fingers of everyone who climbed the lighthouse spiral, inside of her pussy (figuratively speaking). I continued to use my left hand on the center post for stability.

We then proceeded down to the next level. As fate would have it, more people were climbing up. We waited for them to be up and out of sight. I reached under Jennifer’s dress and inserted my fingers back inside of her.

Of course, more people were descending! Again! I had to abruptly pull my fingers out of her. Damn it!

On the next platform down, we had a little reprieve from people. Jennifer faced me and lifted her dress to enable me to get back inside of her. After a short and intense fingering, she sat down in one of the window openings, pulled up her skirt, spread her legs, and opened up her vagina. I was blessed with the opportunity to take a photo of this momentous occasion.

Additionally, while Jennifer was spreading in the window opening, I dropped to my knees and stuck my tongue inside of her. I licked her pussy inside and out…quickly.

After further review, I realized that I had enough time to slide my cock inside of her, for at least a few seconds. Damn it, again!

Anyway, we smiled, patted ourselves on the back, and proceeded down one more level. I reached down behind me and put my hand back up her dress. Just as I slid my fingers back up inside of her, more people began descending down to our level.

So, I decided to make another fun little game out of this. I kept my fingers inside of Jennifer's vagina as long as I could without getting caught. I carefully watched people's feet, legs, and mid-sections climb down. Then, at the last second, I pulled my fingers out and let her dress drop back into position.

As we pulled off additional fingering maneuvers, we were getting pretty good at hiding our expressions. We were getting better at not looking like we were up to something…

The next level had people both climbing and descending. We waited, watched, and waited some more.

Finally, there was a quick break between groups. I swiftly, without hesitation, reached behind me and up her dress. I moved as fast as I could, perhaps too fast…

Jennifer was startled, and she jumped and gasped. I had missed! Oops…I reached too far and stuck one finger in her bum...

I quickly recovered and put the other finger where it belonged.

By this time, I had completely lost count again. I had no idea how many more landings there were, or how many there were left. All I knew was that we needed to descend while continuing to put my fingers inside of her on every platform, henceforth.

As we reached what looked like the last landing before the bottom, more people were entering the lighthouse. There was a small crowd that emerged into the base and began climbing. As they arrived, we moved against the wall so they may pass by and get out of sight.

Once again, Jennifer faced me and lifted her dress high, which granted me a nice, long look at her pussy. After reaping my viewing pleasure, I slowly slid two fingers up inside of her once again. I had my fingers inserted up to my hand and began to move them in and out. She felt so wonderful, and amazingly enough, she was wet again. I wanted to continue fingering her vagina to make her cum for me right there.

So, there we were, standing on the last landing with her dress pulled up past her midsection. My fingers were buried as deep inside of her as they could get. My cock was hard as a rock, and I was slightly trembling. If my cock was out, I would have fucked her right there regardless of our surroundings. While my fingers were sliding in and out, I lost track of time…

All of a sudden, I saw a shadow and heard the sounds of movement. At the last second, I pulled my fingers out of her pussy and let her dress drop back down. The first person of a small group walked in with a bit of a shocked expression.

We may have been busted, but who cares. They looked at us with a slight bit of contempt. They also gave us looks like we were up to no-good, because we were. A woman gave me a strange glare as she brushed by. She knew! She had to know! I am convinced that she either saw me pull my finger out of her, or she was able to smell Jennifer’s lust juice that was on my face. Maybe she was angry because her husband doesn’t stick his tongue inside of her anymore. Maybe he never did…

Recommendation: Every man should eat his wife’s pussy regularly…Then they may want to fuck more…

We left the lighthouse knowing that I had my fingers inside of Jennifer's pussy on every landing. I also collected several photos of Jennifer to include spreading her legs, holding herself wide open, and occasionally fingering herself.

As we casually drove back to the hotel, we engaged in another laugh regarding the day's adventure. There will be more lighthouses to visit and enjoy...

Perhaps we should plan to visit these beautiful sites at times when the tourist traffic is light. This would allow me to not only stick my cock inside of her, but to spend a little more time doing so. We also discussed wearing different clothing for easier access.

Instead of a sundress, Jennifer could wear a miniskirt. It could be interesting to watch her climb stairs and ladders from behind. I'm quite certain that other people might find it captivating as well.

I must admit, it would be entertaining to watch frustrated men peer through the metal steps to look up her skirt without getting caught, especially by their wives. I would just sport that shit-eating grin while patting myself on the back.

Let's face it. There are two male fantasies taking place here. One would be casually looking up a lady’s miniskirt while she was wearing nothing underneath. The other is seeing some men covertly looking at your wife’s pussy while pretending that they are not. They would be following that "nothing to see here" mentality. In other words, "I am really looking, but I don't want to admit it."

Obviously, this endeavor would require Jennifer’s concurrence, without question.

The other preparation for easy access would be me wearing shorts which could be slid down slightly. Another possibility is wearing dress shorts that have a large zipper where I could pull out my dick and balls through the opening, as I did previously in the fort.

Either way, it would grant access enough to shove it up inside of her from behind with the ability to hastily abort the mission if required.

Another technique would be to carry a very small amount of water-soluble lube to quickly smear on my cock for fast penetration. Keep in mind that at this speed, accuracy is paramount to prevent entry into the wrong location. We would not want that exasperated look of...SURPRISE! But then again, some may find that interesting as well...

We continued to laugh and devise our little diabolical schemes for lighthouse lust.

We formulated contingency plans as well:

Plan A - If there were still too many people present, as well as appearing out of the proverbial nowhere, she could put my cock in her mouth on every platform level. As in previous rules, there is no time requirement. Additionally, I would try not to cum in her mouth until we had the grand eruption later.

Plan B - Another option would be to kneel down and put my tongue inside of her on every level.

Plan C - This could be a combination of fingering, eating, sucking, or putting my cock inside of her randomly.

We returned to the hotel, where I put my cock up inside of her again. I pumped it in and out vigorously, stopping just in time so I wouldn’t cum inside of her...yet.

I continued to enjoy building it up as long as possible. When we can control it no further, the flood of semen will be power-injected into her vagina, creating a longer orgasmic endeavor.

After dinner, Jennifer stood out on the balcony that was many floors up. She faced me and opened her dress, displaying her naked body. She then followed up by removing her dress completely, only wearing her black high-heeled shoes with ankle cuffs.

To be continued...