Jesse and Rachel were a rather happily married couple, singing and dancing on and off broadway, performing to their hearts desires.
They also had fun times together without the public's knowledge. This particular game was hide and seek. But not just any hide and seek.
Rachel knew that afternoon, when she got home and saw Jesse was no where, that it was that time, and this time she was going to win dammit. She began stripping, while calling out, "Jesse, I'm coming for you..."
She tip toed as fast as possible, looking everywhere, but she could not find him, and within the minute, Jesse found her waiting, and he surprised her by tickling her clit. She shrieked, as she grew hot from his strokes.
"You lose babe," he said, kissing her neck as he made her even more sexually frustrated, "better luck this time," and she looked as he ran down the hall to hide in yet another place. This gave Rachel a head start, so she went after him, but he could have been in their bedroom or the bathroom. She tried the bedroom first.
Unfortunately for Rachel, just as she was looking under the bed, Jesse snuck up behind her, giving her a nice kiss on her ass.
"Damn..." she murmered, as Jesse had his way with her buttocks, teasing her gently, but not allowing her to get off just yet. It felt good, but she always thought getting licked back there was dirty and innapropriate. Which was exactly why Jesse always did it whenever they played their hide and fuck game. He tickled her thighs and she screamed.
"Dammit Jesse!" she moaned, as he ran off to find another hiding spot. She was really agitated now, and really really wanted to get him back, and get off.
Meanwhile, Jesse, who was now hiding in the bath tub, smiled to himself. He knew Rachel would ride him like a horse when she finally got her turn. The thought of her going up and down, breasts hanging out, face in pleasure, moaning, made him a little hard, and he turned away from the thought as he heard her footsteps. He lowered his body so she would not think to glance into the bathroom as she checked the kitchen. Slowly, he crept into the kitchen, careful not to make a noise. Rachel was bent over, checking under the table, and he took the initiative, and went in.
"Jesse!" she moaned, as he let himself inside her. She was very wet, and so he pleasured her a little bit for a moment, ramming himself as she clutched the table for support. She moaned as he hit her g-spot, but it wasn't long after that Jesse let himself out, and Rachel was once more horny and craving for sex.
He waited for her to get off the floor, and she turned around and gave him her best angry show face. "I will get you Jesse, and when I do..." she glanced down at his cock, "you won't be able to stand straight for a week."
He grinned, giving her a smack on the lips before running off to hide once more. When Rachel got angry, it was hot, and when she got dirty, it was ever hotter. He loved the combination. He could hear her stomps as she frantically tried to find him, wanting to fuck him so hard he'd see the stars. He was getting really hard now, so he decided to give her a break, and laid on their bed, waiting.
But Rachel did not come [no pun intended]. Jesse was rather puzzled. He could not even hear her anymore, so he left his spot, and went to look for her. He searched the entire living room, the guest bed room, and their sitting room, but no sign of her. He was getting a little worried.
He was walking through the hallway, when suddenly, he was grabbed from behind.
"Ha!" a triumphant cry echoed, "I figured that would work. I found you now, didn't I?"
It was Rachel. She'd been hiding in the storage closet, waiting, and Jesse was relieved she was alright. Rachel, however, had other ideas, as she used her hands to tease his cock. "It's my turn," she murmured, kissing his neck softly.
As they were both fully naked, she had easy access to his entire body. She decided to get revenge by tickling his anus very carefully, as he had messed with hers. He shuddered with pleasure, and also because it felt funny, you know, like a tickle does. With strength many would find surprising for such a small girl, her dancing routines had made her quite muscled, and she picked Jesse up in her arms and carried him to the bedroom. She placed him on the bed, and gave him a look that said 'Stay where you are'. He merely chuckled as she left the room.
However, when Rachel reappeared, she was carrying something Jesse hated, when it came to sex anyway.
An ice tray. She was going to punish him for teasing her so badly today. She smirked at the look on his face, and climbed on the bed with him, placing the tray on his exposed stomach. She kissed his neck, as she placed her fingers into the ice tray, grabbing one from it. She stuffed it in his mouth.
"Wha-?" he said, crunching the ice, as she beganing pouring the entire tray of ice onto Jesse, the bed, and slightly onto herself. She giggled at his confusion, and smiled that beautiful smile of hers. He knew she wasn't going to really torture him after all. The bed was wet and covered in ice now, but it did not stop Rachel from climbing on top of Jesse, getting ready to mount his cock. He greatly admired the care she took to position herself just right, for maximum pleasure.
When she had slid onto him, being so wet it did not take much effort, she moaned in happiness at the feeling. It was amazing. It was like taking a warm bath after being out in the woods, except with an added orgasmic feeling. She rocked her body to get full use of her position, and Jesse groaned appreciatively. He forced himself up slightly, placing his hands on her hips as she rode him for what seemed like hours. It was wonderful, and it was a lot better than just teasing. The real experience was fantastic, and full of love. He came as she did, though she had been orgasming more before. She fell onto his body, and he rolled her over and kissed her in any place he could reach, causing her to laugh happily. Truly, they were at peace, and in love like no other.
Several weeks later, after many other private affairs, Jesse found Rachel sitting on their bed, in deep thought.
"Babe, what's up?" he said, putting his arm around her.
She tried hard not to, but she couldn't not. Her smile unfurled all over her face.
"Jesse," she said, taking his free arm and placing it on her stomach, "We're going to have a little star soon."