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Trey sighed. It had been a long, hard day, a hard week, in fact. His wife Lisa nestled in his lap, her face buried in his neck and shoulder as she floated somewhere in the soft and fluffy world their cuddling often generated for her. She had some time ago gently moved herself onto his lap, pushed her skirt up and behind her, moved her legs far apart and gently pushed his two middle fingers up inside her. She tugged her pussylips wide apart until they were taut, pink and shiny and then closed the heel of his hand upon it with his fingers still inside her.

She closed her thighs tightly and trapped his hand within her, gently rolling his hand with her movements fondling him as she freed his cock from his clothing. She particularly loved the long, gentle lovemaking that began this way. He moved his fingers inside her vagina, clenching and unclenching his hand upon her clitoris as she rolled her thighs back and forth, controlling both the movements and the pressure of his fingers inside her and his hand upon her.

Gently she stroked him. She loved to fondle him. It would not do to bring him on too fast. She was aware of the intensity of his arousal and was careful not to push him over the brink, either physically or psychologically. She loved his hand upon her, and his fingers inside her.

She dripped with wetness as the movement of his fingers made soft sucking sounds, swirling, slowly circling inside her cunt. She gasped as he crooked the first joints of his fingers and slowly pressed them outward in a circle just barely inside the sphincter of her cunt. She spasmed and shuddered as she came. Her nipples stood erect and puckered, as his left hand curled around her and began to tease them, pulling and plucking, twisting and kneading, pressing and squeezing. She came that way several times, each time her cunt grasping firmly at his fingers and pulling them up even deeper inside her. Her arousal grew in intensity with each orgasm. Somewhere deep inside her was a primal gnawing, a hunger for him and his seed that would not be denied.

She sat erect, and swung her legs to straddle him as she opened his shirt and pulled it off of. She pulled away his trousers and his underwear. She turned 69 with her backside facing him so he could continue to probe her cunt and play with her pussy. That done, she proceeded to lubricate him carefully, taking him slowly into her mouth, inch by careful inch, each bob of her head moving him more deeply into her throat until the final bob placed her so deeply around him her nose was buried in his sac and her lower lip rested on the hard bone that underlay the soft flesh surrounding the base of his cock. She began to swallow, then to bob, swallow, bob, swallow, bob, her fingers lightly scratching his balls and the perineum that lay at the base of his pelvis. From time to time she lifted high enough to breath, licking swiftly at the tip of his cock, rimming the head with a flickering tongue, her teeth lightly raking up and down the tender, swollen head. She pressed the tip of her tongue into the opening that leaked his seminal fluid, lapping contentedly at the liquid that she found there. Suddenly she plunged the full length of his shaft into her until he was firmly embedded within her mouth and throat. She resumed her sucking, swallowing motions as he was arching and thrusting into her throat, moaning, but it was not yet the time. She was reluctant to tear herself from the sweetness that was flowing from his hands up into her cunt, shaking her with tremendous spasms, her buttocks clenching and unclenching as she came, and came, and came. His chest was slippery with the juices that had dripped from her.

Swiftly she reversed herself, swapping ends with such alacrity that her pussy hardly felt the difference in the rhythm of the stroke between his fingers and his cock as he pushed deeply into her, probing the depths of her cunt. She took a moment or two, sitting quite erect, her breasts bouncing as she moved, to position him very carefully, so that his cock not only lay within her cunt, but pushed gently into her cervix pressing against the top of her cunt, the feeling of fulness and completion that contact gave her threatened to overwhelm her yet again.

He lifted his knees behind her so that she could lean back a bit, lay her weight upon his thighs and stretch her pussy wide. She tilted her cunt forward and up so he could see himself enter her. Her clitoris stood firm and straight. He reached forward and began to flick the tip of her clitoris with a finger ever so lightly. he wet his fingers on her tissue, grasped her clitoris firmly at the base, and began slowly to wind it, like a watch.

She began to pump him in and out of her cunt, carefully maintaining the highly visible posture she knew he loved.. her thighs straddled as widely as they would go, her pussylips, pinched firmly one in each hand, stretched wide and taut so her cunt was clearly visible against the background of her shaved pubes (she didn't like anything obscuring his view of her, not even her pubic hair...she *loved* the look in his eyes when he looked at her..) Up and down, in and out, with each raise of her hips, a bit of her pulled out with his cock, and she gradually shifted her hands, while she firmly grasped and squeezed herself around his cock.

She began to hammer her pussy on his pelvis, her moans rising in pitch as she rose in tempo. She had come already half a dozen times, but he had not...not yet. Orgasms she had had aplenty this day, but it was not enough. She needed not just another orgasm, she needed *him*...his essence, his substance, that which made him what he was...and she began to plead and beg for it, to whimper, her muscles pulling and tugging, sucking and coaxing as she worked ever harder, relentlessly compelling him to greater heights of pleasure.

Her eyes closed, she could feel every nuance of the twitches and quirks of his cock's movements within her....she could almost *feel* his load mound up preparatory to the rush. "Oh yes! Oh YES! **Oh YES!!! TREY! GIVE IT TO ME...! PLEASE, DARLING! GIVE IT TO ME! I *NEED* IT...I ***NEED***...." and as she spoke the word, he erupted within her. A flood of warm, wet, sweet heat washed over her, beginning at a tiny, tiny point high up inside her cunt. As his hot liquid spread over her insides, the point expanded, until she felt as though she were flying apart. Then collapsing back into herself with a rush and a roar in her ears that made her head swim, she simply melted into him and disappeared. There was no longer Trey and Lisa...there was only *them*, whatever you chose to name them. They were one and she would hold him there with her as long as she could.

She lay down, rolling over, pulling him down upon her, her breasts between them so that his weight would allow her tiny movements to roll her hardened nipples between them. She lay, once again her face nestled in his neck as his fingers and hands roamed over her body, her legs spread as widely as she could, her cunt pulling him still deeper, massaging him softly, trying to keep him firm enough to remain within her as long as he could. An hour later they were still there, she still holding him within her, he still cradling her against him...and they slept, her pussy sucking softly at his cock...small movements that would have been visible from the right vantage point...her fingers still tenderly roaming his face and chest, touching, touching, touching, with a quiver to them every time they found him once again....and still she slept, tears of shared delight dampening the cushion which pillowed their heads...a smile drifting lightly on her lips...