Chris woke to the exquisite feeling of his hard prick being engulfed in hot wet lips. He blinked twice and looked down to see Joanne licking his erect manhood, she lowered her head aware of his full attention, tightening her lips around his prick before bobbing up and down and sucking his tool.
She cupped his balls with her left hand while she stroked his prick with her right, now concentrating her sucking and licking in the enlarged head.
She was aware that he was close to cumming; he started thrusting and urging her on, moaning his appreciation of her act.
"Oh my God!" he cried. His hands gripping the bedsheet as he approached the inevitable. He thrust harder, Joanne struggling to keep the head of his prick in her mouth and keeping a steady rhythm with her hand.
"Yes!" he shouted as he filled her mouth with his cum. "Oh God yes!" as he spurt again and again into her willing mouth.
She let his prick, still amazingly not fully flaccid, slowly slip from her mouth as she swallowed and cleaned up.
She smiled at him. "Good morning!"
"Good morning," he replied reaching out to hug her. "That was a hell of a wake up!"
"Good. It was a nice wake up for me too. Now before we get too sidetracked I think a coffee is called for and then we had better get ready for work. And, by the way, we will have missed the 7.06." she said as she got up and covered her nudity.
Returning with two steaming cups of coffee, she placed one beside him; "I assumed white no sugar."
"Perfect, like you." He smiled.
They showered, dressed and headed to the station, arriving just in time to get the 7.36. "Not a bad way of missing 30 minutes," Joanne whispered to him.
"I've had worse half hours," he replied; earning a playful punch in the ribs.
As usual they sat apart on the train. He followed her to the underground and they got on the same carriage, parting at her station. As he left the underground at his stop further down the line, his phoned signalled he had a text.
It was from Joanne. 'I could almost feel you looking at my bum! Look fwd to attention there later'
He replied later in the morning. 'As you wish! Don't forget the KY LOL'
She immediately responded. 'Dirty B. Got a large tube LOL'
Not having made arrangements he was unsure what to do that evening, so he sent a text to Joanne. 'not sure whats happening tonite. R U Free?'
'Only for u' came the reply.
'LOL see you at yours then' he sent.
'Good and do you want stuffing or just sex' she responded immediately.
'Don't want to be greedy but both would be nice.' He sent back.
Chris didn't see Joanne on the train in the evening, so he drove to the flat she was sharing with Carly.
Carly opened the door to his knocking, "Hi Chris, she is in the shower. Join her, I'm sure she would love it!" she smiled gesticulating for him to come in.
"Thanks," he replied, trying not to show his embarrassment but handing a bottle of wine to Carly. Before he could make a decision, Joanne appeared wrapped in a towel. "Hi Chris," she said kissing him softly on the lips, "dinner wont be long."
"I won't be joining you," Carly said. "I'm out for dinner tonight."
"Got a better offer?" Chris asked smiling.
"No but a different one!" she said, "an old boy friend has contacted me and asked me out," she added.
"So she hopes not to be home again!" Joanne added winking at Chris.
"Get dressed before he rapes you on the spot!" Carly said to Joanne playfully.
"Consented sex can't be rape!" she replied smiling, hitching her towel up to show her bum as she left the room.
"Anyway, now she is out of the shower, it's my turn; so make yourself at home Chris," Carly said as she too left the room.
Just as he was about to open the wine, Joanne reappeared, dressed in loose jogging pants and an oversized sweatshirt, but not too oversize to show that she was not wearing a bra underneath. Her hair was damp and down, not the normal pony tail he had got used to.
She kissed him, holding him tight. He kissed her back, the kiss turning passionate as they held each other close.
"I feel so randy!" she whispered breaking off from the kiss. "I want to be really dirty!"
He held her tight, and kissed her again, stopping to say. "Me too," before resuming the kiss, his hands creeping up her back under her sweatshirt and stroking her back. They moved down her side, feeling the sides of her breasts. She moaned and pressed harder against him, feeling the effect the kissing and hugging was having on him.
"Sorry to interrupt," Carly shouted, "but I am going now. Will you be OK on your own?" she smirked as she slammed the door closed.
Chris and Carly did not stop, but had to break for air. Chris lifted the front of her sweatshirt and marvelled at her fantastic breasts before lowering his head and suckling on one of the erect nipples, gaining a loud sigh of contentment from Joanne. She grasped his head and forced it harder against her breast.
He broke off to admire the wet hard nipple before treating the other to the same treatment. He stopped abruptly and pulled her sweatshirt down.
"Enough for now," he said, his voice think with lust, but now running his hands over her bum, causing more moaning from Joanne. He held her close, and she started kissing him again. He then put his hand inside the waistband of her jogging pants and went lower, surprised but incredibly turned on to find she was not wearing any knickers. His exploring hand caressed her smooth bum. She opened her legs a bit, silently imploring him to further his searching as she kissed him harder. He stroke between her cheeks, feeling her hard but dry rear entrance; feeling it pucker up as he roamed over it. He reached lower, feeling it getting hotter as he encountered the heat and wetness from her pussy.
