Hugh Jelly walked up a step to his front door and adjusted his tie. It was 5:30 in the afternoon and the sun hung low in the sky, casting a pinkish shade on the fluffy clouds above. He had a soft smile on his face, because today happened to be his birthday. All his coworkers had thrown a great birthday party for him already, complete with a jar of his favorite brand of top shelf jelly from the vineyard he worked at, which he now held in his hands. That, however, was only part of the reason he was smiling. As he inserted his key into the lock, he couldn't stop thinking about his wife. She had been out making deliveries this morning when he got up for work, and last night's normal romp under the covers ended up being a cuddling session, because she promised she would "make tomorrow special". That could only mean good things. Hugh turned the key and opened the front door. He gasped, nearly dropping the expensive jar of jelly he was holding as he saw... it. A glass jar larger than him stood in the middle of his living room, filled with what looked to be strawberry jam. The label on the front read "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Hugh looked around, slowly removing the key from the door. "Honey muffin...?"
Unless Hugh’s eyes were playing tricks on him, he was positive that the jar of jelly shook in response. Staring on in wonder, he shut the door. Slipping off his shoes, he carefully set the jar in his hands down beside them. Making his way quickly to the middle of the room and looking through the glass he could see nothing but the beautiful color of strawberry jam within it. Tapping the side of the jar tentatively, a flash of gray ran through the red.
It wasn’t more than maybe a few heartbeats later that the jar of crimson-colored jam erupted violently, sending a cascade of bright strawberry jelly raining down onto Hugh and with no time to react his entire upper body was covered in the sticky sweet stuff. Exploding out with roar at the same time was none other than Hugh’s wife herself, Derpy Hooves. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” She shouted, holding out her arms wide open and looking down at Hugh.
Hugh laughed and rubbed jam away from his eyes as he looked up at Derpy's nude, jam-coated upper body. "Aww, muffin... This is amazing!"
Gripping the edge of the now opened jar, Derpy pulled herself out until she could comfortably rest on its lip. She dangled her jam-coated legs off the side of the jar and waved them seductively for her onlooking husband, motioning with her finger for him to come closer. “Why don’t you join me, birthday boy~?”
“Don’t mind if I do, honey muffin!” Hugh worked his clothes off as fast as he could, not wanting to leave Derpy waiting, then made the move to join his lovely wife in the jar before she brought up one of her jelly-covered feet directly in front of his face.
“Ah ah, you’ve got some cleaning to do first,” Derpy whispered gently, shaking her finger from side to side. She wiggled each of her toes in front of his eyes then pressed them against his lips.
Hugh opened his mouth to say something, but his wife graciously jammed her toes right in.
Not wasting a moment, he snaked his tongue through the gaps in her toes, pulling out the crushed strawberries that had gotten stuck between them. He could taste the very distinct flavor of his wife underneath the red fruit, giving it a pleasant undertone. For a few beautiful moments, Hugh sucked all ten of Derpy’s toes one at a time to clean off more of the sweet, sticky jam.
Derpy smiled, teasingly drawing her feet away from her husband and pulling them up to the edge of the jar. She leaned back and held herself on the rim as she dipped her body back into the jam feet first. “Oops, I got them all messy again~”
There was no way Hugh’s erection was going to quit after that. He pulled himself up onto the jar and slid in in front of Derpy, staring intensely into her derpy eyes and moving in for a kiss. He slurped at her lips and stuck his tongue past them. While pulling her into the kiss, he groped her perky little breasts that were partially submerged in the jam.
Derpy moaned into his mouth as he fondled her boobs, moving her hands to his sides and sliding them down the front of his body. She stopped when she came into contact with his firmly erect cock. She started to jerk him off, the jelly making an excellent addition to her quick strokes. The sensation of the cool jam rubbing against her husband’s hot cock made Hugh groan into her mouth.
After continuing the handjob for a few fleeting moments, Derpy pulled away from the kiss, breathing considerably heavier. “Stay there, jelly donut~” She grabbed her husband’s hands and removed them from her perky breasts before resting her arms on the rim of the jar. She pulled herself up in the jam which stuck to her all over. Stretching out her legs, she used her feet to guide herself up Hugh’s legs and eventually to the base of his cock.
Hugh watched his wife do him with her feet exactly how he loved it and a shiver ran up his spine. Derpy’s perfect toes daintily rested on his dick. She began her work immediately and expertly jerked him off, placing the head of his cock between her big toes and wrapping her remaining toes around the shaft of his cock. She began to flap her little wings from the excitement, watching her hubby get all riled up as she flung jam everywhere.
He bit his lip as his wife jerked him, almost overwhelmed by the fact that two of his greatest pleasures were coming together just for him. His wife’s heavenly feet running up and down his cock, surrounded by cool, sticky strawberry jam. He wasn’t going to hold out for much longer if he kept thinking about it though.
His lovely wife giggled as she watched his face contort in ecstasy, trying his best to hold out against her foot onslaught. Stepping up her efforts, Derpy worked her husband’s shaft hard and fast, paying close attention to bring him close to his edge.
Hugh could feel his body start to tense up with the ever familiar oncoming sense of orgasm, and with it he knew this was going to be a particularly strong load he was going to spew. His face showed it too, and when his wife saw the evidence of her work, she abruptly stopped. She removed her feet from his length and began rearranging herself in the jar.
Hugh’s mouth gaped, his member feeling thoroughly pent up and throbbing. He watched as Derpy turned in front of him, leaning her upper body on the rim of the jar and presenting her big, juicy bubble butt. She gave it a little wiggle, and that was all the encouragement Hugh needed. He wiped jam off of her hips and gripped her on both sides to pull himself close. His cock pressed into her ass and wedged itself in between her warm, plump cheeks. "Mmm~" he smirked, lightly tickling Derpy's wings as they buzzed with excitement.
"Oh! S-stop..!" Derpy giggled from Hugh's wing tickling. She shook and grinded her butt some more, trying to coax the rock hard, warm, fleshy object lodged in between her cheeks towards her awaiting slit.
Hugh, not quite satisfied with his revenge for being denied a good, messy load on his wife's feet, started to thrust gently against her clenched, unprepared butthole a few times, threatening to go deep enough to penetrate.
"Hugh, wait! You want to... there?" Derpy asked, her voice quivering tellingly.
After a suspenseful moment's pause, Hugh pulled back. "I'll spare you this time, muffin..." he chuckled, sliding his cock head down to her her other entrance and prodding at it.
Derpy breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her moist lips up against Hugh's tip. "Don't mess with me like that~" she protested playfully.
"Oh, don’t worry. I’m still going rough on you~" Hugh grinned, slowly lifting up Derpy's thick ass and then forcefully pounding his cock into her jam-coated sex.
Derpy moaned loud from her stallion's surprise thrust. "Ahhh..." she squeaked louder than she normally would as he kept pressing deeper into her folds. Her toes curled in the jam.
"I was gonna..." Hugh pulled back and thrusted again. "Cream myself on your pretty feet." He pounded Derpy's plump butt in rhythmic motions, feeling it squish up against his hips as he went balls deep in her again and again.
Derpy groaned in ecstasy as she was pounded harder than she could ever remember. Hugh was thrusting so hard that his hips were making squelching noises in the jam and the contact with her ass was making muffled slapping noises over and over again. They both groaned in unison.
Taking a firm grasp of his wife despite her squirming, Hugh shut his eyes and pounded her relentlessly, not allowing either of them a moment’s reprieve. He could feel another orgasm welling up inside him, even stronger than the one that Derpy had playfully denied before. “Know… what goes well with jam?” Hugh panted breathlessly between smacks of his hips into Derpy’s ass.
“Wh-whaaa~?” Derpy asked in a daze, her rump tingling and stinging a bit from the thorough hammering it was taking.
"Cream~" Hugh grunted, slamming himself inside Derpy’s hot sex and blowing a thick, warm, gooey load inside the deepest reaches of her love canal.
His wife cried out loudly as she felt her husband pump her full of his special cream. Her breaths came heavy and fast, and her bottom felt numb to everything except for the feeling of her hubby’s hips pressed up against it.
Hugh panted just as heavily as his wife, absolutely exhausted from the firm pounding he had just given her. Once again grabbing his wife by the waist, he fell back into the strawberry jelly.
Derpy came back with her hubby easily, more than content to rest with him in the sticky red goo with his cock still planted inside her.
After a couple moments, Hugh’s mind turned towards the mess that that their living room now was. “Honey muffin, do you think we should clean up a little?”
“We can do that later, jelly donut. I just want to lay with the birthday boy for now~” She rubbed her body against him, her breathing finally settling down.
Hugh wrapped his arms around her tightly and planted a kiss on her cheek, closing his eyes and enjoying the simple pleasure of lying down with his wife. In a giant jar of strawberry jam with his cock buried inside her.
