A mid-morning interlude

The mid-morning rays of summer sunshine shone on my wife Lisa and I as we lay naked amidst a tangle of bedsheets. We weren't really ones to sleep in so late, even on the weekend, but the events of yesterday must've really wiped us out. Between the labor of completing our unpacking and sexually interacting with some of our new neighbors, we were exhausted when we finally hit the sheets last night. I knew I was, because I wasn't even interested in marital relations before lights out.

But today was a new day. As I lay against my wife, with my arms still wrapped around her waist, I looked down to see my cock was nestled between the tops of her soft, supple thighs, swollen from a case of morning wood.

Normally, I would know better than to try to exercise my conjugal rights so early in the day with the missus. But, something had changed since we moved in, so I thought I'd give it, and her, a shot.

I gently caressed her flat belly with both of my hands as I moved them upward from her waist. As I slowly did so, I lifted my head closer to hers, smelling the sweet fragrance of her shampooed hair. I could better hear her steady, gentle breaths and knew she was still deep asleep.

I told myself, in an effort to justify the need to satiate my voracious sexual appetite, that Lisa would never forgive me if I let her sleep the entire morning away. So many odd jobs to find for the husband to do, so little time, heh heh.

I continued to slide both of my hands up the silken flesh of her flanks, across the soft ripples of her ribcage, until I reached the small peaks of those precious titties of hers. I worked my fingertips all around the conical teats, and pinched her nipples softly between my index and middle fingers. I angled my swollen cockshaft upward, so the column of hot flesh grazed against Lisa's pussylips as I began to slowly hump back and forth.

I felt my wife's nipples harden and elongate in my grasp, about the same time I felt her stir. She lifted her head off the pillow and twisted it to face me.

"Hmm, somebody's not 'fucked out' anymore, is he?" she purred softly, with that same beautiful, but teasing smile I fell in love with when we were first dating.

"We forgot to set the alarm last night. I thought you would want me to get you up," I smiled mischievously to her, then kissed at her supple shoulder.

"That was awful considerate of you, Steve," Lisa replied, looking back with a smirk. She glanced in the direction of my rubbing cock. "Since you're already 'up', I may as well," she said, gripping my big hands with her small ones and closing them tight over her breasts.

"So...you mean..?" I asked, with a look of excited expectation.

"Fuck me, you big-cocked bastard!" she growled, looking back at me with a wry smile and a wink.

Wasting no time, I drew back my hips, allowing my cockhead to find it's way to the increasingly familiar entrance of my wife's cuntlips. I lunged forward, my already dripping cockhead slipping easily inside the moist entrance of her labia.

As I nibbled at her delicate neck, I pushed deep inside the hot depths of her pussy. Hearing her moan in delight, I slowly retreated, only to give her another slow tease of my cock before I backed off again.

"Oh, Steve, don't tease your poor wife! Give me that thick prick of yours!" she asked pleadingly over her shoulder.

Ever the obliging husband, I drove my dick hard and deep into her slippery love box, battering her with quick, sharp jabs to her squeezing cooze. She started moaning again, this time digging her fingernails into the tops of my groping hands.

I responded by squeezing down on her small, but sensitive tits even harder. She humped her ass back at me in response, her cuntal walls trying to wring the jizz out of my plungering cock.

They were about to succeed.

"Mmmm! Here.. I ...come, honey!" I gasped in Lisa's ear. It took every ounce of strength I could muster to hold back as long as possible, but it was not to be. Her orgasming, clasping pussy just seemed to suck the jizz right out of my poor cock. I raked my top teeth over her shoulder blade as I sucked at her sweaty skin, my seed jetting inside her womb.

"Well, I guess we really ought to get out of bed sometime today if we're going to make the barbeque at four," my wife husked back to me as we continued to cuddle, minutes after our climax. My cock slowly softened, still inside Lisa's messy pussy.

"Can't we just skip the party, and stay in bed and fuck all day?" I asked, kissing her high cheekbone.

"You really don't think you expect me to believe you want to do that, with all the neighbors' big bouncing jugs all over their backyard to ogle as you please.."

Just the idea of the women I had met today being together, all in one place, was enough to stir my cock awake.

"Aha!" Lisa cried, apparently noticing my resurgence as well. "A hard cock doesn't lie.." she said. "Just the man it's attached to!" she added.

I felt myself blush a little at being so easily discovered.

Lisa didn't seem to care, but turned herself to face me, dislodging my half-hard cock.

"I guess we should've turned on the A/C last night. It's getting quite warm," she noted, wiping some beads of perspiration off my brow in a motherly way. "It's a little late for breakfast," she said, noting the now ten o'clock hour on the digital clock by the bedside.

"We could just have a light lunch," I suggested. "I'm sure we'll be well fed there." 'The question is, with what?' I asked myself, having a new awareness of the neighbors since we had accepted the invitation a couple of days ago.

"Sounds like a plan," Lisa agreed. "But first, I have a naughty idea," she told me, biting her nail like she did when she was ready to tell me something I might not like.