Camilla digs her fingers into my still jiggling thighs. That was it! I gasp in surprise as I would have never thought my jiggling thighs would be such a turn on for Camilla, enough to push her over the edge I felt her begin bathing my member with force and intensity I've never experienced before.

I smile as I keep thrusting until my tent disappears, enjoying the last moments of her thighs jiggling hard as they rarely do, unable to keep it in my mind, I ask Camilla: "My sexy Princess, if my relaxed muscles turn you on so much, why didn't you ask before? I wouldn't have minded indulging you, you know? Just as you do." By the time I finish talking, I stop thrusting, I give Camilla's outer thighs a firm pat, hoping to feel her sexy muscles jiggle freely in my hands to keep this memory until next time. Does Camilla’s muscles resist the impact without jiggling, do they give in and jiggle with the impact? does Camilla  choose to flex her muscles to try to prevent them from jiggling, does she keep them relaxed, not caring if they jiggle or resist firmly or does she not have time to react?
 

Tristan’s POV:

Next day, as I arrive to the shop after a training, Enid asks if I am training her, surprised, I say no. Enid shows surprise on her face. I ask her: “What happened?”

As we are coming down Jarrod surprised me by asking why I hadn't mentioned anything to him before about how his relaxed muscles made me feel. He said he wouldn't have minded indulging me. I then felt him give my thighs a pat making them jiggle nearly uncontrollably as they were too exhausted to flex.

"I knew you liked when my thighs jiggled and you got to indulge, but I never knew you would be ok with me indulging in yours as I know how self conscious you've been about your thighs in that past." I said slowly trying to find just the right words not to embarrass him.

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Isabel's pov:

I guess Tristan noticed I was getting a bit upset as he  gently began caressing my cheek as he told me  I'd feel better if I let my emotions out especially as we were alone. I then feel him drop his hand on my quad startling me just a bit causing me to flex my quad just enough so it didn't jiggle. With that I felt my cheeks flush as thick, silent tears began to stream down my face uncontrollably, burning my cheeks on their way.

As my hands bounce in Camilla’s thighs as they  jiggle nearly uncontrollably, she replies: "I knew you liked when my thighs jiggled and you got to indulge, but I never knew you would be ok with me indulging in yours as I know how self conscious you've been about your thighs in that past."

Surprised, I bring to her memory the times I have allowed my thighs jiggle in her hands, both, in intimacy and in public: “Don’t you remember the day you gave my quads a soft pat and I relaxed it fully so you felt my full trust? It was in our sofa, where we watch TV, then, during our honeymoon, when we were in the bar and the three good looking girls were looking at us, I also allowed you to jiggle my thigh as I jiggled yours, then the last time, we were talking about your sexy body, you felt self conscious because of the pregnancy and I allowed you to jiggle my thighs once more, in the car. The time I flexed my thighs, was when the girl bumped against my thighs, since I reserve their jiggle just for you.”

I look into her eyes and, lifting one hand from her sexy, smooth quads, I caress her silky, soft cheek as I give her thigh (with my hand that remains there) a gentle squeeze. My heart skips a beat when I feel her muscles give in without resistance as they are spent.