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Lazy Sunday
by Nisa
Their weeks had been pure hell. Both had hit high points on stress levels and were so exhausted that the only time they were home together, they fell asleep. Saturday didn't help trying to get everything done that they couldn't all week.
She awoke early Sunday morning and lay there watching him sleep. She decided that he was her only priority today. It was still early but he could always get back to sleep. She gently ran her fingers from his ear to his chin down his neck to his chest. Her fingertips meandered through his chest hair playing a little with each nipple as she came to it. Down to his bellybutton, in which she swirled her finger. Further down to the mass of pubic hair. His member had begun to react to her gentle touches and was already starting to swell. She reached under his penis to gently fondle and tickle his balls. She rubbed the base of his testicles and watched him swell even more. She checked every once in a while to see if he was awake but while he did stir he was still asleep.
He was very stiff and she wrapped her hand around it. She rubbed and squeezed but not hard. Her patience was rewarded with a few glistening drops of precum from his slit. She knew it was time for him to wake up. She licked those drops off his head with a kiss then peppered the entire length of the shaft with flicks of her tongue. She blew her cool breath on his balls and watched the gooseflesh prickle up. Then she licked them with big swirls of her tongue. A twitch was her reward as she blew a gentle breath the length of his shaft. She heard the moans and knew he was slowing waking up to her erotic little world. She gave him a great big lollipop lick up the shaft and then rubbed that extra sensitive spot at the base of the head with the tip of her tongue. She knew he was awake. As her tongue swirled around the head, his fingers went through her hair and as she took it into her mouth, he pushed on the back of her head. She was enjoying this as much as him and her free hand went to her love button that was throbbing and screaming for attention. She sucked his cock into her mouth and pulled back. She repeated this pumping action taking him deeper into her throat each time. Faster and harder each time; her fingers matching the pace in her sopping hole. She could feel herself cumming. His pleasure and her fingering herself had him so hot he was climaxing himself and he grabbed her head with one hand and the sheet with the other. As she came, he spurted into her mouth and she swallowed it hungrily.
Letting their bodies relax back into a normal state, they lay in each other's arms and both drifted off to sleep. She awoke to wonderful aroma. He got up and made breakfast. He brought it in on a tray and they fed each other and talked about anything but work. They simply enjoyed each others company for awhile. They showered together, lathering each other up taking advantage of the opportunity to fondle each other. Afterward, they wrapped up in terry robes and lazily read the paper.
She was lying on the sofa reading the Lifestyle section and he got up from his chair saying something about a snack. She felt the robe being opened and his hand on her propped up knees. He spread them open and she reacted instantly at the anticipation of his touch. With his fingers, he spread open her cunt lips and watched the glistening honey escape from her. The paper fell to the floor as his head went between her thighs. Gentle kisses on her thighs and his fingers stimulating her clit made her squirm with delight. He moved his fingers down to her oozing hole, inserted a finger up to the first knuckle, and teased her. His tongue took over on her clit, flicking it and teasing it. She squirmed more. The pleasure was unbelievable. Having gone all week without him made this more intense. He put two fingers in but not all the way, he tickled her and she giggled and moaned at the same time. His fingers went in all the way and started pumping. She pushed herself toward him. He pulled his fingers out and heard a small whimper. He smiled and put his stiff tongue in her hole and got a deep moan as a reward. He licked her honey and pumped his tongue in alternately. He knew how much she loved oral sex (both giving and receiving) and he could feel her pushing herself down the couch trying the give him her whole cunt. He was getting hard and hot. She could feel herself cumming and he felt her body begin to twitch. He raised his head and she mewed her disappointment but it was short-lived. He grabbed her ass, raised her hips with one hand, and guided his cock into her swollen, sopping wet pussy. He held her cheeks as the thrust into her repeatedly. She screamed for more with each thrust. Finally he shoved himself into her and felt her walls contract around it. They came together, their juices mixing and flowing out. She felt the cum drip down her crack, he felt it go down his thighs. When the flow stopped, he pulled out and lowered her hips. He laid down on her in her arms and enjoyed the afterglow of caresses and kisses.
They ate a cold dinner later, just raiding the fridge. Without benefit of their robes, they teased and touched each other as they ate. Revitalized, they fondled and played with each other as they made their way to the bedroom. He threw her on the bed and literally lunged on top of her as she squealed with giggles of delight. They went at each other as if animals. Both rubbing and pulling and squeezing each other into a frenzy. He finally rammed his rock hard cock into her and pumped her taking his pleasure from her. She thrilled and screamed at each plunge, grinding her pelvis into him. It hurt but the pain was exquisite. He came first but continued to pump until she finally grabbed his cock with her vagina and flooded her juices down his thighs. They again fell asleep in each other's arms. When the alarm went off on Monday morning, they were relaxed, happy, and ready to face the real world again. They raced each other to the shower.
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