Naked Pizza Party

“Pizza. I can’t wear that schoolgirl outfit out. I only wore it as a dare. And everyone else was dressed up as well.”

“Works for me, I’ll go put the order in, you can get dressed, or undressed I guess.” You give her a smile as she rolls her eyes. You may be corny, but you are perfectly fine with dad jokes and bad puns.

A quick call to the pizza place, delivery in 45minutes. Not bad for a Sunday evening.

But coming back into the living room, you see your prize – standing there in all of her glory. “How much time until pizza comes?” she asks, a slight smile on her face. You look up and down her body. The light tan lines still visible from your trip to the beach two weeks back are almost framing her perky round tits and the pink of her areolas are darkening as you can see her working herself up.

Your eyes scan over her flat stomach to her ‘landing strip’ as she calls it, the thin wisp of hair leading between her legs. You can see she is already getting a bit uneasy, being stared at like this.

“45 minutes. Want to start a new episode of our show?” you ask smugly, faking innocence in what is about to happen and moving towards the couch.

“You have me naked, you know what we both want now.” she says as she grabs your hand and leads you to the bedroom.

You sit on the side of the bed and she pushes between your legs, pressing her body against yours as she goes in for a kiss. As her lips find yours, you run one hand across her smooth firm ass, and give it a small spank.

She breaks the kiss, “hey, I’m being a good girl, no need for punishments. Yet.” she smirks at you as you give her another smack.

“Who said good girls don’t enjoy a little spank?” you follow her tease with your own.

She pushes you back onto the bed as she reaches for your belt. Undoing it with one hand as gooes back for another kiss. It isn’t long until you feel her hand reaching through your shorts and boxers to get to your dick. She fishes it out and starts to play with it as it grows in her hand.

The constriction of your shorts is getting in the way, so you lift your ass up, and with the practiced precision of a couple that’s been married for 10 years, each one of you grabs a side of your shorts and boxers and pushes them down to your knees. You sit up, grab her ass to pull her to you – lining your mouth up with her perfect tits. You lick one, running your tongue around the areola and up and over the nipple before moving on to suck on the other.

You feel her hand back on your dick, lining it up. Before you can do anything else, she lowers herself onto you. You enter her slightly, before she picks herself up and restarts the journey. You continue to suck on her nipple and use your hand fondly her other breast. Up and down, slowly creeping further in.

By the sixth or seventh cycle, you can her starting to moisten, making the movement faster and deeper. Her moving up and down is making it harder to keep your mouth on her boobs, so before you lose access, you take a small nibble and hear her moan as she shoves you on your back. You watch her bouncing, trying to match her downs with thrusts of your own, driving deeper into her until she bottoms out on you.

You grab and massage her ass, feeling the climax growing inside of yourself. But you know, your wife, she isn’t quite there yet, so you grab her hips and pin her against you, fully buried inside her folds as lean up for a kiss.

Unable to bounce, she starts grinding against you, knowing that is the only movement she has left. You leave her mouth and start to kiss her neck and move up to her ear, adding little kisses along the way. You feel her breathing grow short and moans get a little bit louder, all the while she’s grinding against you with all her strength. Knowing she’s nearing the finish line herself, you lay back down and start to move her hips up and down again. It doesn’t take long until she is going full speed, allowing a near full thrust every stroke, her in complete control once again of the speed.

As your will to hold out falters, you pull her back down one more time, thrust as deep as you can and lose your load within her. The final thrust is exactly what she needed to push over the edge herself as you feel the orgasm pulse through her body.

Then as quickly as it started, she lays on top of you, both of your spent. But just enoying being together.

Once you have soften up and fall out of her, she takes the sign to head to the bathroom to clean up.

You lay in bed a bit longer, waiting for her to finish in the bathroom before heading in yourself. You decide to take a shower, as who knows what the rest of the evening will bring. Once you finish you dry off and grab a pair of gym shorts and head to the living room.

Timing was great, as just as you leave the bedroom, the door bell rings for the pizza guy. You pay him, and bring the box to the living room to see Alice….