Perfect Start To A Saturday

I feel the bed rustle and the sheets being lifted up and let back down as I opened my eyes and saw you as you finished slipping back into bed. It is a Saturday morning and it is the first day in several weeks for both of us that we hadn't had an appointment, or some catching up to do for work, or been overwhelmed with house work. So, sleeping in a little bit feels like an awesome reprieve from life this morning. As my eyes adjust to the half light of the room, I see that you have rolled over facing away from me and you have the sheet and light comforter pulled up over your shoulders.

"Where are the dogs?" I ask you.

"I put them in their crates after we went outside. I wanted just a little bit of time without fighting for space," you answer over your shoulder.

As I grunt my understanding and approval, I feel the bed shift and feel you sliding back toward me. As you get closer, I feel you reach back with your hand and find my arm. When you find it, you slide your hand down my forearm until I feel you grab my wrist and lift it up and toward you. When you get close enough, you pull on my arm and wrap it around you.

As you do this, it pulls me closer to you and two things happen simultaneously. My chest comes to rest against your back, and you place my hand on your stomach. And through the early morning fog of my brain, something suddenly registers. Both my chest and my hand are touching skin instead of your gown that you sleep in.

With that realization, I bury my face in your hair and the back of your neck and give a quiet hum of approval. I feel you slightly giggle more than I hear you, but with that, I wrap my arm tighter around you and pull you back even tighter against my chest. It feels wonderful to just lay here and relax, feeling your skin against mine. It has been so long since we've done this.

As you begin to run your fingernails up and down my forearm, the drowsiness begins to return, and I can feel myself beginning to doze off again and I can hear myself making humming noises into your neck as I begin to drift back off into sleep.

I don't know how long I dozed, or if I even ever really went back to sleep, but I come back around as I feel you begin to move again. And it doesn't take long before I feel your lower back and your ass snuggle in tight to me. But even as we are connected from our chests to our thighs, you don't stop moving. You quit pushing into me, but I can feel your butt gently but insistently move up and down and side to side against me. The movement is so slow and soft that I almost can't feel it. It is almost like you are making those final few adjustments that we all make when we lie down. The difference is that you don't speed up or slow down, or stop.

As the fog slips away from my mind and I realize what I'm feeling, I feel myself begin to respond to your movements. I feel myself begin to twitch, and then begin to grow. As you feel my first movements against your ass, I hear you quietly moan.

Then I feel you take my hand and while keeping it against your skin, slowly move it up and place it on your breast. As my hand rests on you, you begin to guide my fingers to lightly trace little patterns underneath and across your breast, but always careful to avoid your nipple. As you guide my fingers slowly toward the center, I feel the small bumps of the tightened skin of your areola. And then you drag my finger across your nipple, and I can feel your breath catch for just a second at the contact. And then your hand is gone and you leave me to continue on my own.

As I continue to gently and slowly caress your breast, I can feel myself continue to lengthen and thicken as you continue the movement of your ass against me. But I'm not the only who is becoming harder. As my fingers trace circles around and across your nipple, I can feel it begin to harden. Slowly at first, but when I cup your breast with my hand and capture your nipple between my fingers and gently squeeze, it quickly becomes much harder and larger.

As I continue to caress and scissor your nipple, your breathing is becoming just a little bit shallower and more ragged. And the movements of your butt against me are becoming just a tiny bit more forceful.

After a couple of minutes of this, my cock is as hard as it can possibly get, and I know you feel how hard I am against you. As I move my hand to caress your other breast, I feel your arm begin to reach around you as you pull your ass away from me. I give a moan of disappointment, but the disappointment only lasts a few seconds as I feel your fingers find the opening of my boxers and reach inside to lightly grasp my erection.

My moan of disappointment quickly turns to a sigh and then moan of pleasure as I feel you stroke me several times before you pull my dick through the opening, and then again move your ass back against me. This time though, it is skin against skin. I can feel you move your butt against me until I feel myself settle into the valley between your cheeks.

As you begin to move your ass up and down in short movements, I begin to match your movements and thrust myself against you. You can feel my breath against your neck and you pull your hair off to the side so that my lips can lightly but hungrily kiss the back of your neck.

As my lips and tongue on your neck grow hungrier and hungrier, I feel your hand take mine from your breast and carry it downward and place it gently down on your patch of hair above your clit and lips. You then guide my hand between your legs as you open them to give me access. As I slide my middle finger slowly up between your lips, I can feel the heat coming from you, and I feel how wet you already are.

My finger enters you with ease because of your arousal. But I don't enter you all the way. I stop about an inch in and circle my finger slowly inside you. I'm aware of you holding your breath and that your hips have stopped moving against me. It's almost like you're willing me to enter you further. To go deeper inside of you. I want this to be all about your pleasure and what you want, so I resume slowly sliding my finger into you until I am all the way in you. You release your breath with a moan and your hips thrust slowly forward as if you are trying to take even more of my finger inside you.

For a moment I remain motionless, but then I begin to slowly move my finger in and out of you. Every time I withdraw my finger, I curl it upward to drag across the top of your wall. Right across that special spongy spot. As your hips begin to move forward and backward to match the movements of my hand, I hear you whisper, "Put another finger in. Please."

As I slide my ring finger in alongside my middle finger, I hear, "Ahhhh. Yes, like that."

When both fingers are all the way inside of you, I spread them apart slightly and begin to rotate them inside of you. As I begin to slowly thrust my fingers in and out of you, I pause every time I enter you fully to rotate my fingers deeply inside of you. And every time I withdraw them, I rub them across your g-spot. Every time I hit that spot, I can feel you slightly jerk and hear your breath catch. And all the while, you are becoming wetter and wetter. I can hear my fingers sliding in and out of you. That's how wet you are becoming.

After several minutes of slowly and gently, almost tenderly, fingering you, I withdraw my fingers completely. I hear your moan of disappointment.

"Be patient Jenn. I'm not done." I whisper in your ear.

And then I drag both fingers up each side of your clit. Oh so close, but not quite touching. Then I begin to circle your button slowly, and I hear your whispered moan, "Oh god, yes. That's so good."

I almost chuckle to myself. "Really? After all these years, you don't think I know what buttons to push to bring you pleasure?" I think to myself.

Now, I feel you begin to roll onto your back and spread your legs a little wider to give me better access and room to move my hand. I'm a little disappointed because my dick is no longer against your skin. But the view I see more than makes up for that. Your eyes are closed and your brow is furrowed. Your nipples are very, very hard and standing up on your gorgeous breasts. Your areoles are wrinkled and pulled tight in your excitement. Your legs are spread and I can see your hair that hides your treasure. Then I see my fingers moving against your most sensitive area and your hips moving to meet my fingers.

Your breathing is becoming more ragged, and your hips are moving, and your hands are making fists as you grab the sheets and ball them in your hands. I'm looking at the most beautiful woman in the world experiencing wonderful pleasure and I'm the one bringing her that pleasure, and I'm carrying her toward even more.

As your hips begin to move more erratically and frantically and your breathing begins to become ragged, I can tell you are getting close to your orgasm. But I want to prolong this just a bit longer.

"Are you ready to cum for me Jenn? You're getting close aren't you?" I whisper in your ear.

"Yes. Getting close." You hoarsely answer me.

"How would you like me to make you cum?" I ask.

"With your tongue." You whisper.

"What? What do you want me to do?" I ask you.

"Your tongue. I want your tongue."

"What do you want me to do Jenn? What do you really want?" I ask her as I slow the movement of my finger almost to a stop. "I'm not gonna let you cum until you tell me what you want me to do."

"Oh my god. Please Danny. I need your tongue. Quit teasing. Alright, eat me. Lick me. Please eat me and make me cum," Is your whispered reply.

I don't waste any time kissing my way down to my destination. There's no need. You're ready and on the brink. And I'm more than ready to take you over the edge. You know that I absolutely love going down on you. I would be perfectly fine if this was the only sexual activity we had for the rest of our lives, and you know it.

As I crawl between your thighs and my face comes closer to you, I can feel the heat coming from you, and I can begin to smell your musky arousal. That smell always make my cock twitch. As I come closer, I blow air across your lips and I feel you shiver as your hips lift just a little bit in search of my lips. As I get even closer, I use my fingers to spread your lips just a little bit and I softly blow on your pink opening. Now your hips almost leap upward trying to find my mouth and my tongue. So, I lick you softly and slowly from just below the bottom of your lips, up through your opening and then across your hard clit.

"Oh yes. Oh my god. Yes, like that." I hear you whisper.

The taste of your excitement is exquisite. So I spend a minute or two licking between your lips to try and catch as much of your sweet and tangy nectar into my mouth as I can. I can never get enough. But as much as I would love to stay right here and continue this, I know that you want something else.

So, I slowly move my tongue upward until I can feel the hardness of your clit and I let my tongue drag across it. Your hips jerked upward and your breath catches in your throat as you feel my tongue come in contact with your button.

I know you're close, and I know I've probably taken more time than I should have, so I begin to take you on the journey toward your orgasm. As I begin to lightly use the tip of my tongue to trace circles around your clit, I can feel your hips begin to move side to side to try and keep the contact between your clit and my tongue. After all the years, I can read exactly how close you are to cumming and what I need to do to help you get there, and this morning is no different. As you start to reach down to grab your inner thighs and open your legs a little wider, I know that you are really getting close.

I know it borders on selfish, but I'm not ready to quit yet, so I back off just a little bit and allow myself another couple of licks through your lips to taste your sweetness again before I take you over the edge. As I make my way back up to your clit, I slowly insert my finger in you as I use the tip of my tongue to circle your clit around the side and down, and then drag the broad, flat of my tongue slowly across it on the way back up while I massage your g-spot with my finger.

It only takes a couple of passes of this before I can feel your thighs begin to quiver slightly, and your hands start caressing your thighs, and you start to lightly moan. Another pass or two and you are going to go over the edge of that cliff. So, I use just a little more pressure with the soft, flat of my tongue to rub circles on your clit, and then it hits.

"Oh. Oh. God Danny. Uhhhhhh." You scream as you grab the sides of my head and hold me in place. Like I'm going to try and go anywhere. As you go rigid and explode into your orgasm, I continue to caress your clit with my tongue and I can feel your inner walls spasm around my finger as I continue to finger you.

As you start to become sensitive I pull away from your clit and move downward to taste your cum on my tongue and my lips as I remove my finger. As you feel my tongue on your lips, you begin to thrust your hips against my face, forcing my tongue inside of you. As I continue to thrust my tongue in and out of you, I can feel you finally coming down from your orgasm and start to push me away. As always, I try to stay for just a second longer and get one more kiss and taste of you, but you squirm away and push my head to the side.

As I crawl up beside you, I pause for a second to kiss and lick your nipple and cup your breast before I tell you to relax for as long as you want to in the bed. I will get the dogs out and keep them in the living room while you rest.

Of course you protest and want me to stay so that you can take of me, but I tell you that today is a Jenn day and that sometime in the future you can surprise me with a Danny day and pamper me with all of your womanly wiles to make sure that I was satisfied. But it isn't going to be this morning. With that, I kiss you and get out of bed and pull the covers over you and leave the room.