Every step you take

John's breath got ragged as he heard her whimpers and pleas. It was really hard to control himself when all he really wanted was to bury himself in her. Her arousal was obvious against his fingers and he let out a breath as he continued to tease her. His fingers met hers that was touching her clit.

John leaned over and kissed her buttocks as he let two fingers slide into her slick sex. He slowly moved them in and out as his mouth planted kisses on her ass.

His thumb joined her fingers teasing her clit. He rubbed it gently.

"I love you to hun. Just enjoy what i am doing." He says with a smile.
 
Erica groaned as her body bordered on the edge of lust. Her fingers moved from her sex up to her nipples where she teased and pulled them, then back to her clit, where she and John shared in the heat of pulling, rubbing and twisting the strip of hardening flesh. Her abdomen began to tighten and she felt her legs stiffen.

“John!” she screamed as her eyes clenched tight, her back arched, her pussy gripped and she covered her husband in the juices of her sex.

Her breath caught in her throat and she shook as waves of honey spilled free of her. Her head pounded and her face brightened red as she climaxed several times. As she felt her body receding she opened her legs and moved his hand from her sex.

“The real thing baby,” she muttered and pressed herself against him. “Now, John. Fuck me now.” She groaned and ran her hand over her slippery, hot sex.
 
John licked her juices from his fingers. Her climax aroused him even more. It was the most beautiful thing in the world to see his wife get an orgasm. Even better when it was as powerful as the one she just got.

"Your wish is my command." He says with a strained voice. He gives her ass a last kiss before he turns her over on her back. He had thought of taking her from behind but he figured he could do that later. Now he wanted to look at her face as he fucked her.

She spread her thighs to him and he was not late to put himself between them. He guided his semi hard cock to her slick opening. He pressed his body full over her as his member slided inside. Her hard nipples pressed against his chest as he moved in and out of her. Soon he felt that his erection was fully back and he started to thrust a little harder inside of her without taking his eyes from her face.
 
Erica smiled softly up at her husband, welcoming his sex into her warm pussy. Her eyes glazed for a moment as the heat of their joining surrounded her and she shivered against his skin. Lacing her fingers behind his neck, she pulled herself up to kiss his lips, tasting the moist juices of her arousal from just moments before, and washing his palette clean. She slipped back down, her hands releasing themselves and skating down his spine as her hips rose up to meet his thrusts.

She purred as he made love to her. Her moans and gasps increasing as she skated her palms down his ass cheeks and gripped them, driving his cock deeper inside her.

“Oh fuck yes,” she muttered and turned her head to the side, offering her neck for his perusal.

The scant bit of breath from his mouth rushed over her and she shook with renewed vigor. Goose bumps appeared on her flesh as the blanket of air brushed her flesh. She could feel her pulse beating inside her fragile skin and knew it beckoned him to taste it.

“Yes, baby. . .mmm,” she whispered. Her pussy tightened around him, only to release and then clinch again.
 
(OOC, Sorry for the late reply.)

John felt his pulse race as he pushed himself into his wife. Her muscles clenched along the length of his sex. He felt the heat of her body, pressed against his as he kept up the pace. Her offered neck and throat was to much for him to resist. His tongue and mouth sent a wet trail over her neck. He gasped against her soft delicate skin as he could almost taste her heart beat.

He put his arms under her knees and spread her thighs even more so his cock went even deeper. He abandoned her neck and his lips closed around her nipple. He nibbled and sucked on the hard knob as he thrusted hard in her.

"God damn it." He grunted with pleasure as he felt her squeeze his cock so good.
 
Eric moaned as she felt her spouse move in and out of her. Her fingers moved in time, teasing her nipples and then moving to caress her clit. Eventually, she was pushing further against him, taking in another inch and then another. Soon she had all of him buried to the hilt once more. She began rocking back and forth, enjoying the friction their bodies created.

Faster they moved and soon she was feeling her body tense and stiffen. When her climax reached its high she covered his sex with her heat and allowed it to flow thick and fast from her womb.

“Eric,” she gasped out and felt another tremor rock her.
 
John groaned deeply as he felt her take all his length inside of her. When she climaxed he helt her sex contract around his cock. He moved in and out of her a few more times. Then he felt his own orgasm. His mouth covered hers as he emptied himself. He grunted against her lips as his seed flooded her sex.

He kept on moving until he felt the last drop had been spilled. Then he collapsed on top of her. He lay very still, with his cock still inside of her. His breathing was ragged. He wiped sweat from his brow and looked down at her. "I'm sorry that i woke you up." He says with a grin.

He kisses her softly on her mouth before he eases his weight of her a bit. He pulls her into his arms and feels very content. "Next time it is you that have to wake me up." He says with a wink.
 
Erica chuckled. “We’ll see,” she told him. She kissed him and eased from the bed. Her hands reached out, gripped the robe she always kept at the side of her bed and slipped into it. “I’m going to start breakfast, why don’t you shower and it’ll be ready when you are.”

Erica left the room, tying her sash as she went. Quietly she made her way to the bathroom, used the facilities, washed her hands and her face. When she exited, she headed to the kitchen to begin the coffee as well as her morning hot tea.

Bacon, eggs, toast and juice were soon being fried, scrambled, heated and poured. Eventually, she was lost in the quiet of the morning and moving through the rituals she’d been performing for several years. The sun shone through the window and Erica felt a sense of calm settle over her.
 
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