When the weekend rolled around, we were both happy to be off work. Saturday morning started out a bit lazy as we enjoyed NOT setting an alarm clock. Even though I was retired -- for all intents and purposes -- I still set an alarm clock each weekday and got up to stay active. On Saturdays and Sundays, we tended to not set the alarm clock. It allowed us the ability to wake up slowly, snuggle, and enjoy each other being close. When the kids were younger, we'd always had to sleep in pajamas in case we had to get up for a child-related emergency in the middle of the night. Since we now had only one left at home and she was quickly approaching legal adulthood, we'd taken to sleeping naked to offer ourselves more opportunities for intimacy.
Wake up slowly is exactly what we did. I don't know what time it was when Dana rolled over, threw a leg over me, draped an arm over me and nuzzled her nose against my neck. She didn't say a word, but I swear if she could have purred she would. A few minutes later I felt her hand trail down my chest, across my abdomen and down to my now hardening manhood. She nuzzled a bit more with her nose as her hand began to stroke and pull my length, helping me to full erection pretty quickly.
"Okay," I whispered with a smile, "now that you've got me in a useful condition, what are you going to do with it?"
Without saying a word, she moved to straddle me, her sex spread on the shaft of my cock. She began to work her hips back and forth a bit and I realized she wasn't just wet; she was drenched. Later I'd have to ask her what she'd been dreaming or thinking about but for now I just enjoyed it as she hunched her hips back and forth a few times before leaning forward, cocking her hips just right and then sliding back to impale herself on my hardness. I've never had sloppy seconds, but this was how I imagined it would feel if I did. Her pussy was so open; so welcoming; SO wet and hot. When she forced herself down onto my length and our pelvic bones mashed together, my cock filling her sex forced more juices out of her and I could feel those juices running down across my balls.
Dana ground down and around on me for a few moments, making sure she had everything I could offer and then she began riding me. Her hands were on my chest as she held herself up, her hips moving in a rotation of up and down combined with back and forth. In just a minute or so, as I lay moaning beneath her, her breathing changed, and a low moan began to come from somewhere in her chest. Her pace of movement increased and it was then that I realized my wife wasn't riding me for my pleasure. She wasn't even riding me for our mutual pleasure. Dana was using my cock to pleasure her pussy, moving to attain her own orgasm as quickly as she could... and she did.
The low moan became a guttural yell as her orgasm flooded through her. I watched as her head fell back and her back arched, forcing her chest forward. The skin across her chest flushed a crimson red that traveled down her body until I could see it. Her thighs clamped against my hips, squeezing together as her hip movements became much smaller and jerky, the net effect being that she was grinding her clit in small motions against my pubis. Her breathing was ragged and uneven until her orgasm had peaked and started to ease off. Her motions began to slow and the tightness in the muscles of her lower body began to relax.
I pulled my gorgeous and sexy wife down against me so that she was laying on my chest, my cock still swimming in her wetness and her breathing still heavy as she recovered from her orgasm. Having been used I decided to return the favor. I grabbed her hips and held them up just enough that I could thrust in and out of her. I was neither gentle nor slow as I hammered my cock up into her pussy, back and forth as fast as I could manage, our pelvises once again slamming together as hard as I could force them in that position. Her moans began to gain strength again and I felt her hands grab my shoulders as she held on for the ride.
It took me a few minutes to get there, and she moaned the whole time. Finally, when my orgasm took me, I pushed her hips down onto my length while forcing my length up into her, my hands holding her hips down tight as my manhood pulsed, spewing my hot cum into her depths. Normally I can feel her sex get wetter when I cum inside her; my juices adding to hers. Not so this time. She was already so wet that I couldn't even tell if I'd actually released any jism, but her pussy did feel a little hotter and slicker around me.
Then I relaxed, letting her body settle against mine, our combined mess slowly flowing out of her, onto my balls and inner thighs, down across my butt and onto the sheets. I guessed we'd be doing laundry later. When she felt recovered enough to move, Dana sat up, the motion squeezing more out of her sex, and looked down at me. "Good morning, lover," she said with a smile.
"Good morning, wife," I said with a smile of my own.
"See you in the shower," she said and then climbed off me.
"Momentarily," I replied, and then, as she was swinging her near perfect ass toward our bathroom I added, "and you might get more in there."
I saw her give an extra twitch to her hips as she giggled and went into the bathroom.
