Cozy Sunday morning

Anna wakes early on a Sunday morning. The house is quiet and plenty of time remains before they must rise and get the family ready for church.

She doesn’t stir, hoping to let Carl get a few more minutes of rest. But soon he stretches and smiles sleepily at her. She reaches out and lets her fingers trace the shadow of stubble on his cheek.

“Good morning, handsome!”

“Good morning,” Carl replies, sliding his hand over her cute tummy where it curves above her pantyline. “Why aren’t you naked?”

She laughs and make a mental note to leave off even the panties tomorrow night.  She knows he’ll eschew his usual boxers without a qualm. In 17 years of marriage, his favorite way to sleep with her has always been in the buff.

Carl enjoys the sensation of Anna’s soft body against him as he moves closer to her. Her arm encircles his neck and, as he kisses her cheek, he presses his morning wood lightly against her soft, round hip. The pressure stirs his senses. Now he will stir hers.

He draws his hand slowly from her belly up her torso and out along her free arm. Their fingers entwine and Carl feels her soft breast against his underarm. Anna turns her head towards him and their lips meet in a soft kiss. As his hand makes the return trip, the underside of his arm strokes Anna’s bosom. He continues his caress along her side, his palm gliding over the curve of her bosom before continuing it’s journey over her hip and down to her thigh.

Moving his hand upward again, he allows it to explore her smooth abdomen and up to her softly rounded breast, where he stops. He feels her large nipple wrinkle, harden and extend from the surrounding breast into his palm. Anna’s hand climbs down Carl’s arm, coming to rest on top of the one holding her breast. She presses it a little harder against her.

He takes her hint and squeezes her breast a little, enjoying her soft sigh of pleasure. Carl slides his body down along Anna’s a bit until his face reaches the level of her breasts. He leans in closer and starts to kiss around the other breast. Her arm around his neck squeezes him.  This nipple reacts the same way to his kisses as the other had to his touch moments ago. It gets wrinkly, deliciously thick and hard, and darkens from mocha to nearly chocolate.

Carl licks around Anna’s very erect nipple and then puts his lips around it, gently sucking it into his mouth. He swirls his tongue around the nipple while continuing his suction. At the same time, he massages Anna’s other breast and nipple. Anna’s hands, one on top of his and the other now grasping the back of his head, keep him right where he is. She lets out a moan and he releases her nipple momentarily.

“Does it feel nice?” Carl asks.

“Very,” Anna breathes.

Anna pulled her legs up and spread them wide apart, one leg over Carl’s hip and the other far to the side. Carl goes on suckling her breast in a steady rhythm and moves his hand from Anna’s other breast down to her round hip. Anna lets his hand go but continues to play with her abandoned breast and nipple herself. She rarely stimulates herself when they are together, and when she does Carl knows is very aroused.

As if to prove him right, Anna begins thrusting her hips into the air. Nothing touches her between the legs, but she thrusts them up and down anyway. It’s like they have a mind of their own. Carl caresses her velvety inner thigh and slowly circles closer and closer to Anna’s thrusting crotch. As he reaches her center, he rests his whole hand on her vulva. He can feel the heat from her aroused sex. Her lips are swollen and parted and her panties damp from her wetness.

Anna lets out another moan, reaches down and removes her panties. Then she tries to rip Carl’s boxers off of him. He helps her take them off without letting her nipple out of his mouth. He continues suckling as she takes his hand and returns it to her wet and swollen sex before taking a firm grip on her lonely breast again.

“Aaaah, that feel SO nice!” Anna moans.

Carl can feel Anna’s arousal. She is wet all over, especially between her lips. Her clitoris stands hard and erect. Her swollen labia leave her vagina wide open. Carl moves his finger all around in her hot and slippery juiciness. He massages Anna’s clitoris and slips his fingers deep into her vagina as she thrusts her sex against his hand.

“Oh, yeah. I can feel you really like when I suckle your breast for such a long time. You are so wet!” Carl said, lifting his mouth from her breast.

Anna hand in his hair pulls his lips back to their task. Her moans rise and fall in rhythm with her thrusts and his strokes along her clitoris. Carl thrusts his penis against her hip, becoming rather excited himself now. He feels a pleasurable tingle in his now rock-hard penis. A moan escapes onto Anna’s breast.

Anna pulls Carl on top of her. Lifting her legs towards her chest, she takes Carl’s penis in her hand and guides it towards her waiting vagina. As the engorged tip finds her opening, he presses his hips forward. He feels himself slide into her slippery heat without any resistance. As he reaches as far as he can into Anna, they both moaned loud.

“Ahhh, finally!” Anna groans as her womanhood stretches around her husband’s exquisite penis. It reaches deep inside, filling her and giving her such pleasure.

“You feels so, so good!” Carl exclaims, as he thrusts himself in and out of his lovely wife with great control.

Their mouths clash together and they share a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues explore the depths of each other’s mouths and they just can’t get enough. They are one flesh and deeply connected: mouths, genitals, souls.

Carl presses hard against Anna every time their bodies meet. She arches up to grind her clitoris against him. They moan in rhythm with their thrusts.

“Aaah, aaah, aaah! It’s so, so, SO nice!” Anna moans.

“Do you want to orgasm now or keep going?” Carl asks. He understand his Anna is close.

“Orgasm, PLEASE, please, please!”

“So it’s that good?” Carl tease her.

“Uh-huh!”

“Ok! Are you ready?”

“Mmmm! Go on! Go on! Go on!” Anna pleads breathlessly.

Carl continues his deep thrusts in the same slow rhythm, but they press harder against each other every time. He can feel Anna squeeze her vagina hard around him, a sure sign she is ready to orgasm.

“Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, AAAAAAAAHHH!”

The lovely sound of her climax fills Carl’s ears as he pushes deep into Anna and hard against her, holding still for a brief moment. He feels her vagina pulsate around the base of his deeply buried penis.

Anna revels in the intense sensation of her vagina rhythmically squeezing Carl’s thick, hard penis. Wave after wave of pleasure washes over her from her center, where they are connected.

After Anna relaxes again, Carl resumes his slow thrusts into and out of her. He look down and watches his penis disappear into Anna’s vagina as he pushes forward. When he withdraws it reappears, glistening with her slippery juices. He is so aroused by the sight that he can’t look away as he thrust into her again and again and again. After her orgasm, Anna’s vagina is even wetter and squeezes him tighter at her opening now.

“Ahhh! You feel so good around me!” Carl groans.

“Ohh, good! Keep going!” Anna softly encourages him. She spreads her legs further apart and holds them up in the air. Her hands on his butt pull him deeper into her.

“AAAHHH!” Carl presses deep into Anna one last time and he feels himself burst. His whole groin pulsates as his seed is forced out of him and deep into his wife.

He collapses on top of Anna, panting. He kisses her softly and caresses her breasts a little more before he withdraws and lays down beside her.

“That was very good. I love you.” Carl says.

Yes, it was and I love you, too,” Anna replies. “But I think it’s time to get up, now. We’re going to church.”