[M]orning [F]uck with my wife!

Hey folks! Me again. Shorter than the last one (which might not be a bad thing!)
It’s Saturday morning, and instead of working until noon, I’m done a bit after seven. My wife likewise had a rare morning to sleep later than 5:30. Still, she’s not one to sleep too late, and as I slip back upstairs, she stirs. A smile creeps across her face as she opens her eyes. “Morning,” she mumbles at me, still blinking the sleep

I say nothing, and instead slip beneath the covers and pulling her underwear down around her ankles. “Oh. You have plans,” She starts to say something else but her words are cut off in a gasp as I bury my face between her legs. My tongue slides across her clit, and my fingers slip easily inside her pussy as she’s woken up wet this morning.

I curl my fingers up and take her clit between my lips, teasing for a moment as she gasps and cries out… Only to slow down as her hips begin to buck. I lift my mouth from her clit. “Not yet,” I growl, slipping my fingers from inside her. Her breathing calms a little, and my lips press between her legs again.

I slide a hand, slick with her juices, up under her t-shirt and trace a circle around her hardening nipple. I switch breasts as she bucks her hips again… And once more I let her calm down for just a moment. She moans. “Please?” she whispers.

“Not yet,” I say again. I slide my fingers back inside, curling up as my lips seal on her clit again. My tongue plays across it, and my chin is soaked with her juices as she writhes. My other hand leaves her breasts and slides beneath her ass to squeeze one cheek. Her whole body trembling, quaking, beneath my tongue.

Again I bring her just to the edge, and she’s not even able to speak anymore. Her hips roll and buck and she lets out small, squeaking gasps. My lips slide away from her clit once more, and her breathing calms down once more.

I push myself up and climb on top of her, my cock pressing against her sopping wet pussy. Just the head slides inside her, and I lean down to kiss her. Her legs curl up and her heels press against my ass, trying to tug me further inside her. I tense my legs and hold firm. “Still not yet,” I growl.

“Please?” She whispers, and I press my lips against hers.

“Please what?” I reply, breaking the kiss.

“Please let me cum,” she gasps and raises her heads to kiss me again. I let her legs pull me inside her. She screams, her back arches, and her whole body tenses, and then she screams in her release. Her legs relax, and I pull back, then thrust forward again. Relax. Pull me back. In time again and again.

Her hips buck and she screams into my mouth as we kiss, and I pull her legs up to press them against her stomach while I fuck her. Her eyes fly open and she shrieks loud enough that we both stop, grinning stupidly and laughing. I resume, holding her legs against my stomach till she pushes them to either side of me once again.
Another kiss, and then I’m flipping her over to take her from behind.

Her pussy’s been dripping so much that her ass is slick, wet enough that I can slide a finger inside her back door as well. She lets out not a scream, but a murr of pleasure. I follow up by pushing my cock inside her pussy.

Now she screams again, her hips bucking back towards me. I increase my pace, slamming into her again and again. I slip my finger from inside her ass and press the palm of that hand into the small of her back, making her arch her hips even more, letting me drive deeper inside.

It’s too much for me, and as she cums once again, I release inside her, leaning forward and kissing the back of her neck as I pump her full of cum. Panting, I roll over off her and lay on my back, head spinning, staring at the ceiling.

“Morning,” she says again with a giggle, and I lean over to kiss her…

“Morning,” I reply. She rolls over and snuggles up to me, and we lay there…

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