It was early in the morning and a fleeting window of time had coincidentally opened when they could be intimate.
They were staying at her parents' house, but her parents were away and their two young children had not yet woken up. Nowadays they slept in separate rooms to manage the nightly wake ups, but she had woken early and entered his room to get some clothes (or that is what she admitted, anyway).
He had been in a dreamy morning glory state for the past half an hour.
"Do you want a quickie?" he whispered, willing her to say yes.
It had been literally weeks since the last time.
Her eyes deflected to the size of his erect cock that was clearly straining inside the fabric of his boxer shorts. A wet patch of pre-cum surrounded his tip.
There was no decision to be made. Without saying a word, she removed her pyjama bottoms and bent forwards over her parents bed.
He tip-toed to the bathroom to get a condom packet. On his return, he slid down his boxers, and knelt down naked behind her. Savouring every second, he pulled her sexy Brazilian knickers half way down her thighs, revealing her beautiful bare bottom.
After massaging and squeezing her buttocks, he stretched them apart and heard the heavenly "click" of her wet pussy lips parting. As he enjoyed the view of her tight asshole and stretched open pussy lips, the smell of her arousal suddenly engulfed him.
Yes, it had been literally weeks.
Most mornings he had to be content with discretely masturbating in the shower, fantasising about this view. But this morning, it was real. And it was so much hotter for the wait.
With a sense of urgency, he stood up and ripped open the condom, quickly rolling it into place. He liked to use the extra thick type to stretch her out more, and to last longer. He positioned the throbbing head of his long thick cock between her buttocks and holding her hips for leverage, slowly eased all the way inside her pussy.
Her warm slippy tightness was so welcome, and so missed. They both closed their eyes to savour the moment but still remained largely silent to avoid waking the toddlers sleeping in the next rooms.
He made gentle movements inside her as his hands glided under her pyjama top and over the smooth skin of her back. He massaged her shoulders and played with her beautiful thick black wavy hair.
A large mirror positioned at the end of the bed revealed their doggy-style position in the dim morning light. It was a position that her strict traditional parents would certainly not approve of; and definitely not over their bed. But that made it so much more forbidden and naughty.
He rolled up her pyjama top and watched as her large firm breasts dropped down in the reflection. Moving his hands around her sides, he cupped the weight of her ample cleavage and felt her hard nipples grace his palms.
A sense of urgency then took hold; the kids could wake up at any time, and this rare opportunity would be lost. No matter how teasing and delicious, the foreplay would have to be cut short.
Going back to holding her hips, he started thrusting slowly. As his motions intensified a little, she began making short gasps which lead on to deeper groaning noises.
Her head hung down between her forearms and her hair messily covered her face. As his rhythm became firmly established, he also began grunting and groaning.
"God you're tight this morning, I think you needed this." he asserted.
Although her religious upbringing meant that she did not freely admit it, she secretly loved his dirty talk. Yes she did indeed need it. These days, she actually preferred a quick intense session of hard, deep penetration. And she secretly revelled in being called 'tight'.
Her juices began flowing more heavily, soaking his balls and adding a characteristic slapping sound to their fucking.
