Allison slipped quietly from the bed, being careful not to awaken Brad, and went into the living room. Galahad immediately came up to her. Picking up her watch, she opened the crystal cover and felt the numerals and hands. It was 7:35 a.m.
"Are you ready to go out," she whispered. She went over and opened the sliding glass door to the small patio and the just as small fenced yard, letting the dog out. She left it open enough that he could get back in. "There, you can do your stuff and I'll go do mine," she said as she headed for the bathroom.
She had finished her toilet, brushed her teeth, and was in the shower when there was a knock on the bathroom door.
"It's okay, Brad. Come on in," she called out. "I'm in the shower."
"I'm sorry Allison, but I need to take a piss real bad. Would it be okay?"
Allison laughed, "I'd get out and hold it for you, but I don't think my aim would be very good." She heard a deep sigh from Brad and then the sound of water hitting water. She laughed softly and said, "You could have gone outside with Galahad."
"Yeah, your neighbors might be willing to overlook him, but I don't think I could get away with it."
She heard the toilet flush and then the rustle of the shower curtain as Brad got in the shower with her.
"Is there room enough for me?"
"We'll make room," she said, as she wrapped her arms around him. "I was going to let you sleep a little longer, but I'm glad you didn't. I like this better." She moved her hands to his face and guided his lips to hers, kissing him deeply, her tongue probing between his open lips. As she kissed him she pushed her body against his, grinding her pubic area against him. She could feel his prick, trapped between their bodies, rapidly becoming hard.
Pulling back from the kiss, Brad whispered, "You keep this up and we'll have to go back to bed."
"That's exactly what I was thinking of doing," murmured Allison as she began to rub the soapy washcloth over his body and down to his erect prick. "We need to get this nice and clean and ready to go again," she whispered, fondling his balls and prick.
Brad chuckled, "I don't think it needs much encouragement to be ready. All I have to do is look at you or hold you, and I'm ready." A few minutes later, after a hasty shower and an even hastier toweling off, they were back in the bed.
"Ooo..careful. I'm a little sore down there," said Allison as he cupped her vulva in his hand. "It's my pubic mound that's so sensitive."
"That's your mons veneris, your mount of Venus, and it is a beautiful one - nice and big. I like it. In a tight swimsuit, you'd have a larger bulge down there than many guys. I think it's sexy looking."
Allison hugged him and laughed quietly, "What have I got here - a sex expert?"
"Nope. Just someone that had a lot of time to himself and on the internet - to read and hope, hope I'd meet someone like you." He slipped his finger between the moist swollen lips of her pussy and began to stroke it in and out, being careful not to put any pressure on her tender mons. "We can try another positions if you want to, one that will avoid making you any sorer."
She nuzzled her face against his neck and whispered, "Hmm....I'd like that. I just know I want you. Want you a lot."
"Okay, get on your hands and knees. We'll try it from the back - doggie style. That way I won't put any pressure on your mons."
On his knees behind her, Brad rubbed the head of his hard prick up and down her slit, getting it wet with her juices. "How does that feel?" he asked, as he slipped his prick between the lips of her pussy and deep into her moist cunt.
"It feels great. It feels different, but it feels good." She pushed back against him as he reached around her body and took a breast in each hand. "Oh Brad, fuck me. Fuck me hard."
Brad wriggled his knees further up between her thighs trying to get his prick as deep into her pussy as he could. Then, with his arms wrapped around her upper body holding a breast in each hand, he straighten up sitting back on his lower legs and pulling Allison upright with him, impaled on his rigid prick, straddling his hips.
"Oh Brad," she murmured, "that feels good....God, it feels so deep - so full." Allison laid her head back against his shoulder and neck as she covered his hands with her hands. She began to try and bounce up and down on his prick while pressing his hands hard against her breasts and her hard, aroused nipples. She moaned softly as he thrust upward to meet her short downward thrusts, pushing his prick so deep into her that the head of his prick was pushing against her cervix. "Oh...Oh, I never knew it could be so good....that I'd love to feel your prick in me like this." She kissed his neck, murmuring, "Oh Brad, I hope you never stop wanting me...wanting to make love to me."
"I won't....I can't imagine not being with you. Not loving you." Brad turned his face to her and kissed her gently. Breaking the kiss, he whispered, "I love you...I'll always want you."