Lace, Nipple, Weekend Secrets

Ahhhhh… another weekend. I got up first, leaving my beautiful wife, Lisa, in bed but not before looking at her lying there in a lacey baby doll and lace panties. Lightly running a hand over her body, I pulled down a side, exposing a breast. I gently touched her exposed nipples with a finger. Then I pulled down the other side, admiring her body. She stirred and lifted her top up slightly to expose her chest to me. Keeping a hand on her chest, I straddled her and bent down to lick her. I looked up to see if she was awake. I sucked on a nipple and drew it up between my teeth, and I felt her hand on top of my head. I then leaned over and kissed her on the lips, and then back to her breasts again! Back and forth, telling her I loved her. I rose up a few times, and she reached down to my cock, already firm. We both sat up. Lisa reached out and pulled down my shorts. While she held my erection, I pulled down her barely there lace panties. I was going down on my back, my legs already spread, and she held me firmly. Her lips were already wet, and I pushed a finger slowly into her. She lay down next to me, and I ran several fingers across her.

Having this raging erection, I left her saying I would be back, and went to our bathroom. Turning on the water, I brought the temperature to borderline cool and just stood there. I wasn't sure if I should have invited her to join me. I heard the shower door open and close, I looked over and saw Lisa standing under a stream of water with her eyes closed. The water was splashing off her shoulders and face, giving her a misty look that accentuated her tanned skin. She opened her green eyes and looked into mine, then smiled and moved closer to me.

I was getting another great look at her naked body. The first detail that came into play was her breasts & nipples, which were rounded and perky. She was rubbing a cloth all over her body. Looking at me, she bit her lower lip and continued rubbing. “Is that hard cock for me?”

After a few moments, she stopped rubbing and said, “What are you waiting for? I’m letting you see my tits, isn’t that better than a fantasy? What do you want to do? Beat your meat or fuck me?”

I turned her around, my hand slid down and my fingers gently pressed against her clit. I pressed lightly against it, gently circling. My other hand reached down and guided my cock between her ass cheeks. Her knees buckling a little as I began slowly pressing myself into her. Teasing a little, pressing no more than an inch, then pulling back out. My fingers continuing to circle her clit, her body beginning to quiver. She whimpered as I slid back into her again, not pausing to be slow, I pushed hard, stopping half way. She groaned.

I continued teasing her clit, as my other hand ran up her back to her neck, around the front of her, tweaking one nipple then the other. I pushed against her back, causing her to bend over in front of me and quickly, without pause, pushed my cock deep and hard into her wanting pussy. Gasping at the sheer force of me entering her, plunging in as deep as possible.

In and out, harder and harder as I slid in and out! My fingers pressing ever harder against her clit, her body shook with each thrust. Almost in a dream, she was pushing back against me.

Mrs. W. says – He felt so good, his brain had lost all its devices. Every thrust bringing him closer to release, the pain of the depth combining with the sheer pleasure of his touch. He felt her muscles tighten around his cock and knew her release would come soon. He didn’t know how much more he could take; he needed to orgasm for her. He wanted it so badly, but as she drew closer, his assault on her slowed its intensity. He gently caused her to stand, and reached up, turning her head to his. His lips finding mine, their tongues dancing in a fiery passion. As he kissed her, he slowly slid his cock out of her pussy, causing her to whimper. Their lips parted, he studied her, his eyes locking with hers. A mischievous grin came over his face, his eyes twinkling.

Mrs. W sat on a ledge we have in our shower, watching as he washed his cock, and said “Hey, since you look like the expert of it, could you sometime show me how to shave down there. Why don’t you show me now?” She asked, now holding a razor and a bottle of shaving gel.

He wasn’t sure why she needed his help since she obviously shaved her legs and had experience with a razor. Perhaps it was fear of cutting her sensitive parts. She joined him under the stream of water, pressing her body against his. She was standing off to his side, letting her legs lightly straddle his thigh. She gently leaned over and let her breasts push against his arm. He thought she was going to hug him, but instead she stealthily grabbed his hand and slid the razor into it. He latched on and knew what he had to do. He pulled away from her minor embrace and crouched down so he could see his working area better. He briefly looked up to see her quietly observing his actions. He was curious what she thought of his head being inches away from her crotch, but he dismissed it as he got back to work. His experience working around the delicate curves of the nether region showed as he expertly removed her bush swipe by swipe. He then grabbed her hips and twisted her around so he could finish the job from the behind. In a matter of minutes she was completely smooth.

Crouching was beginning to hurt his leg muscles, so he switched positions and started kneeling. Then he realized it was pointless for him to remain on the ground, so he started to stand up. Before he could, she turned around and plunged her hairless crotch straight into his face. He was instantly overwhelmed by the strong odor of aroused pussy and he felt her juices collect over his mouth. At this point he began working his tongue magic.

He didn’t have to rely on the alphabet trick for a good tongue fuck; he instead felt her responses as he tried different things. The trick to good cunnilingus is finding what each individual likes. She was definitely enjoying it when he lapped at her clitoris, so he swirled it lightly, bit on it with his lips. She let out a gasp and pushed his head hard into her crotch. He continued by doing a nibble with his teeth. She let out a yelp and dug her fingers into his scalp. He did some more quick swirls around her opening, stopping briefly at her urethra, which she quivered at. The urethra is often an unexplored territory for sexual excitement, but it’s perfect for a veteran tongue to awaken. He plunged his tongue in and out of her vagina and on each backstroke; he lapped upwards until his tongue rested on her pee hole. When he plunged back in, the quick motion would excite the area between her vagina and urethra and her legs would buck. The entire time he continued to massage her tits with his hands. After he gave her hole a good fucking with his tongue, he moved his head up a bit and returned to her love button. He did figure eights around her clitoris and urethra, stimulating both areas at once. She started moaning nonstop and he heard her crying with pleasure and love. Her legs tightened around his head and her hands continued to dig into his hair, pushing him hard in. She started to cum and he felt her liquid burst onto his face. Her grip loosened, so he removed his head while lapping up the fluid all over his face. Her expression was glowing and her eyes were loving the sight of him licking up her juices.

After standing up again, she embraced him hard and kissed him on the cheek. Her body was tightly pressed against him and he felt his dick poke her belly.

He turned the shower off and we dried each other off and went back to the bedroom. It was a weekend after all.

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