Open marriage comes with many benefits ;). Some are obvious, like fucking other men with the love and support of my husband. Others are peripheral benefits that I have discovered along the way. With the freedom of fully embracing my own sexuality, I have begun to find the things that truly excite my body; things I may never have known about my libido, or at least never acknowledged as experiences to be realistically explored. For instance, open marriage allowed me to indulge a fantasy many women desire; to revisit a past boyfriend and close the chapter, sexually and emotionally. Another peripheral desire I discovered was the experience of fucking a stallion in public. I’m happy to say this is another story Giovanni was able to help me realize during his visit. It happened as all my favorite stories happen, without intention. A seize of the moment.
We had planned a scenic drive. Nothing more to it. Just a sweet, romantic time together as our week began to wind down. I wanted to show Giovanni the area. He wanted to suck my clit as we drove. No complaints here ;). I wore a pretty blue spring dress, a favorite pair of boots and nothing else. It felt wildly erotic to know there was nothing between my lover and my body besides a thin layer of cotton. My pussy was wet and aching for him before we even stepped out the door.
So he indulged me a little as we took some pre-trip selfies; standing in my bedroom, our bodies pressed together to catch the moment in-frame. A progression of snaps. His arms around me as we smiled into the camera. Then a snap of us kissing. Then his lips trailing down my cheek. His hungry eyes on me as I arched away to let the top of my blue dress slip off a shoulder. Then a snap of him taking my nipple in his mouth.
It was already shaping up to be a good day, full of good memories 
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We finally made it to the vehicle. For the next twenty minutes or so, I drove and he alternated between enjoying the views outside and indulging the views inside. The man definitely understood how to get me and keep me in the mood. He had my dress hiked up near my hips. His lips and tongue were at my clit. It was all I could do sometimes to keep focus on the road. I managed. And when it came time to switch drivers, you better fucking believe I gave him a taste of his own medicine.
I slipped his rock hard cock from his pants, slowly, deliberately, taunting him. I flicked the tip with my tongue, enjoying a taste of his precum. I let him head my enjoyment with a soft, “Mmmm”, that had him groaning with the need. It was exactly where I wanted him. I edged him, licking down the underside of his shaft and back up. When I finally did take him in my mouth, it was a slow, sensual rhythm. I didn’t want him cumming just yet.
I sucked him for a while, relishing the feel of just how rigid I made him. Giovanni wanted to cum. I could tell without him saying a word. So I did what any vixen worth her title might do and I eased back to tease out the sexual struggle. It worked. Giovanni gritted his teeth as he eyed me with so much fucking desire it sent my heart racing.
We drove on.
The road wound away from circulation, out to a scenic lookout I had always wanted to visit. We arrived and the place was our own. Clear skies. Wide open vistas for miles. And us.
All that stoked passion throughout the drive. I felt my breath catch in my throat as I watched my lover round the car. I felt my knees weaken as he took me in his arms. We kissed. Our tongues explored. My head was a dizzy mess of need and the sudden realization that we were alone, outside, with nothing but a thin slip of cotton between us.
He turned me around.
Oh fuck yes. It was happening. I’d never shared with Giovanni this want to experience sex outdoors. It was just happening. I felt a jolt of thrill shoot up my spine at the suddenness of the moment.
He bent me over. My heart was now hammering out of my chest. I loved his dominate control of the situation. I gripped my knees to stabilize myself, felt him flip my dress up over my hips, exposing my ass and wet pussy to the world. I arched back, offering Giovanni all of me, right there, right then. And he took me.
I heard his belt loosen. His hands gripped my bare waist. My breath locked up as his cock parted the lips of my pussy and drove deep inside. As I said before, Giovanni was big. He was long and thick and from behind he could go far enough to feel the IUD at my cervix. No complaints. He rammed me hard and with fluid control. I could hear the slap of his thighs against mine.
Giovanni fucked me from behind for a good long, few thrusts before a hand left my waist. I looked back to see him angling his camera for the right shot as he continued to pound me. I grinned. Good boy. He knew I liked my videos. Just like I know my readers like my videos . Lucky for everyone I’m a generous vixen and have included this very video in my MV Crush.
We filmed and fucked for just a few moments before there came the sounds of an approaching car. Instantly, I was pushing my dress back down and he was fumbling for his pants. The newcomers arrived to find us flushed and almost giddy with the heady rush of the experience. We made a good show of playing the innocent couple out for a romantic view of nature for a reasonable amount of time before returning to the vehicle.
Needless to say, the ride back was equally enjoyable. And the sex when we were back at my place was incredible. But that is a story for another time. Stay tuned for the next part of my first adventure with Giovanni, when I experience one of the most amazing ‘peripheral benefits’ of my life.