Mick and Keri

Chapter 26

Mick and Keri and the Trigger

You know that we all have triggers. There are some things that just set us off. Some things make us angry or wildly giddy or things might just make us hornier than we ever imagined. Because I work with kids, I have worked very hard to maintain a steady emotional state. It does no one any good to have a coach that gets too up or too down. A great Australian Olympic swimmer once said, "Don't let success go to your head or failure go to your heart."

So, I do not have a lot of triggers, or at least the triggers I have, do not send me off to wild extremes. Except one. Some men are breast men. My Keri has great big tits. They are perfectly shaped and hang just the way I like them. When she walks around the house, they swing and sway and jiggle just the way I like breasts to do. Her areola and nipples are my idea of perfect, always pointing ahead and not towards the floor like so many large breasts. A tan line, here or there would be nice, that is a minor item, but, still, they do not pull my main trigger.

Some men are ass men. Keri has a wonderful firm ass for a lady her age. It is mature and roundly shaped. It is not large, as seems to be the latest fad. It is not fat. Keri's hips flair out just below her waist and are just slightly less wide than her shoulders, with her posture being nice and straight the whole package is perfect; to me. I am able to completely encompass each of her lovely buttocks in one of my hands. I must admit that her breasts crushed against my chest and my hands on her ass and her head against my shoulder during a slow dance on the patio in the evening air will cause my penis to rise up into that small gap between her legs pretty fast, but I would not say that her ass pulls my trigger, exactly.

Keri has great legs, long and fairly muscular. Her stride is smooth and even and when she chooses she can add a bounce to it that makes everything move and jiggle and in such a way that her whole body is alive with movement, but it does not set me off in that special way. Nope, I am not a leg man or a tit man or an ass man. For me all of these things are there to lead me to the holy grail of triggers; Keri's pussy.

Keri's pussy is the one thing that can stop me in my tracks and cause every cell in my body to go totally horn dog! To top it all off there is one particular pose that will, literally, bring me to my knees. We found this out in a simple way and I'll never forget the first time "it" hit me.

About three weeks after I'd moved into Keri's house, I was walking down the stairs from the bedrooms. As I spiraled down the staircase, my glance went outside to see my love sitting in a chair on the upper deck patio. I walked to the window and looked down over her shoulder to enjoy the view. Keri was talking on her cell phone and was naked, as was normal around the house. It was a beautiful day, sunny, with a light breeze that caused Keri's wonderful nipples to be rigid to their full one inch length and pinky finger width.

Keri was sitting with her knees pulled up against her chest with her tits out to the side of her legs and her feet resting on the chair seat and her heels against her ass. I walked outside and as I rounded the corner from the door to the deck I was hit with the vision of my Keri's black haired pussy, framed between her legs and the chair seat.

In the warmth of the sun, her labia were extended and stood out from her pubic hair. Because of her position, her pussy was slightly open and the soft pink of her vagina stood out in wonderful contrast to the soft, black, tightly curled hair framing it. The pink slit was based at her ass crack on the seat of the chair and extended up to the soft hood of her clit.

I was struck by lightning. I was shaken with an emotional earthquake. My penis immediately thickened and throbbed and seemed to reach out to the soft pink of my lovers' sex. Keri smiled as she spoke on the phone and only at the last second did her expression change. The professional that she is, she maintained a calm voice and demeanor as I dropped to my knees and softly buried my face in the warm, slightly moist, pink opening.

I began to spread the moisture of her juices around my entire face. My tongue repeatedly made the slow and sensual journey from her ass crack to her gradually growing clit. I slowly ran my tongue from bottom to top and finished each stroke with a kiss or suck or nibble on her clit. My lips kissed her lips.

After a few minutes of this activity, Keri begged off of her phone call, hung up and allowed herself to be totally involved in the sensation I was applying to her. She moved her hands to my head and gently placed them on my bald smooth flesh. I placed my hands on the sides of Keri's slit and pulled her vagina open and placed my flat tongue on the pink flesh and began to spread my saliva around the area. My tongue could feel the hollow opening that lead into the depths of Keri's sex. Opening my mouth, I fully sucked in the entire area around her clit. Then I pushed my chin into the open hollow space of her vagina. When I felt that I was in the correct position, I bit down making contact with Keri's pubic bone.

I applied more pressure to the bite and slowly moved my head side to side, like a shark tearing loose a piece of meat. My tongue found the now hard nub of her clitoris and attacked it. My tongue was moving about the hot button with hard and fast strokes. Keri finally laid her head back and made a noise that began with a low moan and built to a final high pitched scream. Her legs squeezed together trapping my head as her hands pulled my face hard into her groin.

After several seconds of hip pumping and leg squeezing Keri shuddered, hard, several times, and melted into the chair, completely exhausted, except that her legs kept twitching. I slowly withdrew my mouth from her now soaked pussy. I could feel the pull of her curly hair mixed into my moustache. As I pulled back I slowly turned left and right, softly kissing the flesh of her inner thighs.

"My God, Mick! That was just fucking great! But you aren't finished are you?"

Keri looked down at my erection. I'd forgotten all about my throbbing penis as I was lost in my Keri's love. Pulling me closer to her, I placed the head of my cock in the middle of her pink heat and set it in place. She grabbed my ass and pulled hard and fast, driving my erection deep into her in one smooth stroke.

I moved myself a little to the left and right, coating more of the shaft in Keri's liquid love. The pressure of Keri's hands on my ass kept me deep inside her. I could feel the pulsing of my heart as my erection was hugged by the walls of her vagina. Keri had not moved to change her original position in any way and as I added my own pressure forward, I could feel the head of my cock hit Keri's cervix.

Keri slightly released her pressure on my ass giving the signal to pull back. Pulling back a bit Keri stopped me and pulled me forward. I pushed as fast and hard as I could and pushed against her cervix again as hard as I could until her grip released allowing me to pull back.

Keri controlled the withdrawal and the speed and the depth of the thrust. Keri let out grunts of pleasure with each thrust and I let out a hard exhalation as well. Keri pulled me into her more often and I hit her harder and harder as the pressure deep above my balls grew and grew.

"KERI!!!" was the only thing I could scream as the last thrust into her took me to the point of no return. I came with such force that Keri jerked, feeling the cum shot slam into her cervix. The second shot felt like it ejaculated more sperm than the first. The third, fourth, and fifth pulses were almost as strong. My balls were tight up into my body, a relief from the banging they had been taking against the front of the chair.

With my hands on the back of her chair, I kept my cock as deep inside of her as I could. I remained in that position as I stopped pulsing and as I began to soften. After a long exhale ending my orgasm, I pulled back and out of my love. As soon as we were no longer connected, Keri leaned forward in the chair and, taking hold of my penis, lay her head against it and cuddled with it. She cupped my slowly extending balls and lifted them to her chin and cheek.

After spreading our fluids around her face, she took me into her mouth and began to make love to my half hard penis. She took all of it into her mouth and pulled back to repeat the act taking my entire scrotum into her mouth. I ran my fingers through her thick black hair and massaged her scalp as she bathed my genitals with affection.

"Mick, what started all of that?"

"Oh, hon, I came down the stairs and saw you, so I came out to sit with you and saw how you were sitting with your legs up and I just lost it. I love you and your body, but that vision of you sitting with your legs up, just made your pussy so attractive. It just drew my face to it. I guess if you ever need me to make spontaneous love to your pussy, all you need to do is sit like that again."

"Well, that is good to know."

"I love you, Keri."

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Sarah is an amazing woman. Her physical talents are astounding. As Keri's body guard/housekeeper/BFF she is formidable. As a woman, she is stunningly good looking. When I first met her she had a very strong presence and when she walked she moved with precision. No movement was wasted. Her movements were strong and yet slinky. A feline pitbull. Her 5'4" body belies the fact that she weighs nearly 120lbs.

Sarah is a natural blond, although she shaves her pubic hair. I'd found out a few weeks earlier that she was a really good pistol shot. She referred to her handguns as Mr. Smith and Mr. Wesson. When she pulled the triggers her arm strength was such that she could almost totally control the recoil with one hand.

But aside from all of that, to my mind, Sarah's best feature was her pussy. Sarah had a wonderful full hood over a sizable clitoris. She had puffy outer labia and inner labia that extended out over an inch. She was also well muscled but not cut or buff. When she raised her arms over her head, her small breasts hung from her ribcage, but you could not see her ribs. Sarah's stomach was flat and firm but she did not show a six-pack. She had a wide back that tapered down to an ass that was smooth and firm. Her thighs and calves were powerful like a weightlifter but not as bulky.

Sarah's mind was sharp as a razor. She did a lot of the cooking around the house and she looked at cooking like it was a chemistry experiment. She mixed up some really cool things and made them work. Since we had been playing blues together, I'd gained a wider appreciation of her ability to create on the fly. She was always looking for new things to do.

It was a Saturday evening. I'd a really rough competition day and my kids struggled a lot. When I got home, Keri was waiting for me, naked and gorgeous and loving. I went up and took a shower and came back downstairs wearing just the matching house shoes that Keri had gotten us.

"Hi sweetie. I have some fresh chili and some of Sarah's meatloaf left over from yesterday. I am assuming that you are hungry."

"Hon, I am just blasted. Maybe just a glass of wine and some snuggling and I can eat later, unless you haven't eaten yet."

Keri popped up and with breasts shaking and ass cheeks jiggling she scooted out into the kitchen, appearing with a nice big glass of Stonehill Norton, my favorite. She set the glass on the flat of the couch and putting a pillow on the floor in front of her, she sat on the edge of the couch and directed me to sit on the pillow. I did so, because who am I to mess up the plan of a beautiful naked women.

Keri then straddled my back and pulled me back against her chest and handed me the wine. I sipped some of the red and let out a long sigh, releasing some of the stress of the day. I closed my eyes and was just about in my happy place when Keri lifted her two magnificent breasts and laid them down on each of my shoulders. With a wonderful soft breast on each side of my head and a glass of wine I quickly moved to heaven.

I placed the wine glass on the floor beside me and moving my hands up, I began to slowly and softly trace circles around my lover's large nipples. I slowly moved my fingertips around the hard bumps of her puckered areola, like someone just learning how to read Braille. I traced circles both large and small but all were soft and loving.

Keri pressed her cheek to the top of my head and after a few minutes my left hand found its way down to my penis. I ran my fingers through my pubic hair and scooped up my testicles, giving them a firm hand hug. I took the index finger of my other hand and just traced invisible shapes around my chubby cock.

As I became more erect, I continued to trace my fingers around the length of my cock. Never stroking it, and never losing contact, I used one or two fingers at a time. At some point I released my scrotum and began tracing shapes around my cock with the fingers of both hands.

And there we were when Sarah came home.

Sarah came into the kitchen; I'd never even heard the garage door open or close. Since our cuddling was a normal occurrence around the house, Keri did not move and my only movement was to stop tracing circles around my cock and just rest my hands on the soft top side of the warm breasts on either side of my head.

I was immersed in the sensations around me, but mentally kept track of the noises in the kitchen at some deep level while Sarah quietly went about her business. Suddenly the dead silence was broken by a soft click. Click. Click. Click.

"What is that?"

"I don't know."

"DON'T MOVE!"

We moved. Keri turned her head to face the kitchen and I leaned forward to see around Keri's massive left breast.

"NO!" Sarah had her arms stretched out in a halt warning movement. Between her arms, hanging around her neck was a camera.

"You guys were in the most perfect pose I ever saw. I had to get a picture. You two looked like one unit; like you had melted together and in the darkness of the room and moonlight through the windows, it was perfect."

"We were having a moment." The tone in Keri's voice was a bit stern.

"I know, I know, and I am so sorry for breaking it up."

"Well, since the moment has evidently passed, and since I have not eaten since before noon, let's go to the kitchen and have some meatloaf and look at the pictures."

Keri was perturbed. Kissing her breasts as I turned my head in each direction did not seem to sooth the savage breast.

"Sweetie, just because what you did was sweet and spontaneous, doesn't mean that we cannot go back there. I don't know about you, but it was the most relaxed I have been in.... ever! And if what Sarah saw is in the pics we should have some very intimate images."

Keri got up, her tits assaulting the sides of my head, she was still annoyed, and I followed. We walked to the kitchen. As we entered I took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. We looked into each other's eyes and I leaned over for a short sweet kiss.

"Don't be mad at her."

"It was just so wonderfully intimate. It was like our souls had touched. I just love that feeling. It was just so wonderful."

"It will be again."

"OK. I love you."

"I love you." We kissed.

"Where's the meatloaf?" The moment was again broken, as I barely got the words out of my mouth when the sound of a sharp smack on my ass filled the kitchen and a quick wave of pain shot from my left ass cheek. A quick hop and jump took me out of Keri's range. The refrigerator yielded a large plate of leftover meatloaf and some bread and catsup.

After making a couple of sandwiches and a first big bite I looked for Sarah. She had just returned from the bathroom. She was now nude except for a pair of dark panties. A signal, I'd found of the time of the month.

"OK, kid. Let's have a look at the pics. I didn't know you took pictures."

"I have always had an interest in photography. As a kid I had an old 35mm SLR and would just shoot film until I ran out of money. I let it go away for a long time. I think playing the guitar with you guys fired up my creative side again."

Sarah pulled out the cameras memory stick and inserted it into the side of her laptop. She booted it up and when it finished firing up she moused over to an icon and tapped on it. The screen changed and up popped a thumbnail display. Sarah moved the cursor over to a block and clicked on it.

A series of 8 pictures grew on the screen. Sarah picked one after a quick scan and clicked on it. The picture filled the screen and Sarah turned the laptop towards us.

"Oh my."

"Wow."

"Is that good?" Sarah sounded worried.

"It's good."

"Now let me do this." She turned the laptop back towards her. "When I saw you two, I saw a picture that I thought would look awesome in black and white." She clicked on a few icons and then stopped. "Wow."

Sarah froze and after a short pause she turned the laptop back to us. There was a high definition picture of Keri and I. Keri's head was turned away from the camera and the finger tips on my left hand were just barely touching her large nipple. The softness of the moonlight and the shift to black and white made a soul stirring vision.

"I think that I can make some edits that will make the picture even better. But that is what I saw. I saw a black and white picture and snapped as many as I could before I disturbed you two. It was just an image that I had to save."

Keri and I ate and shared some wine and looked at each of Sarah's pictures. Sarah made some easy edits and we finally picked two of the images that we were going to have printed out in a large photo format, like a poster, that we would hang in our bedroom at the house and in my bedroom at my apartment.

It took about an hour and a half to complete dinner and the work on the photos. Sarah said good night and went down to her apartment. I poured a glass of red wine and we moved out of the kitchen. Keri was headed for the stairs but I stopped her.

"Let's get back down here. I want to talk to you for a bit."

"Oh, Mick, I'm tired." She was still obviously tweaked, especially after seeing how intimate our pose was.

"Too tired to sit and talk for a few minutes before we go to bed?"

I reached out for her hand and she came to me. I set my wine down next to my spot on the pillow on the floor. I sat down and opened my legs so that the soles of my feet were together. After a few minutes of what must have been internal whining, Keri sat down as she had before. I snuggled back, feeling her black fuzzy pubic hair against my back. She sat there for a bit not moving. I reached back and took hold of her breasts and placed them on my shoulders. I then took her arms and moved them to their previous position and then placed her hands on my penis.

I held her hands in place until she began to move her fingers around. Feeling that we could return to the moment, I returned my fingers to their gentile movements on Keri's wonderful breasts. It only took a few seconds for Keri to lay her head down on mine as she had before. Once everything was back as it had been, I spoke softly.

"Would you really rather be in bed?"

"No, I guess not."

"Would you feel better cuddling in bed?"

"No. This is nice."

A sudden sigh was released and I could feel the tension start to flow out of her.

"Let me know when you want me to stop."

We remained there for some time and as soon as I felt that she was relaxed again I began to let go of my tensions as well. The feeling of the marvelous softness and warmth on my shoulders and the feeling of Keri's fingers just tracing circles around the head of my penis was soothing and with a final sigh, I fell asleep.