Yesterday morning darling and I slept in. When he finally woke up, I grabbed him and pulled him on top of me. He wanted to go to the bathroom but i got inpatient. I yanked him back into bed and told him to get naked. He took his robe off but left his boxers on. I pulled them down. "I said naked."
"Pushy pushy"
"I know I am."
"but I have to pee."
"Well go pee and then come right back."
I poked him with my foot til he got out of bed.
When he came back it was time for sex and I wasn't having any more stallling about it. The details of the escapade were a bit fuzzy since it was early in the morning.
Later that night, I got a call from Bella. We were gabbing away about girlie things and her new vibrator and wedding plans of mine. I think Darling got jealous that he wasn't the center of my attention any more. He began to molest me relentlessly, trying to make me horny enough to hang up. I kept right on talking. He had his hand up my shirt for a while, playing with my nipples.
I enjoyed it so I took off my shirt and bra but kept talking to Bella. About the time she started discussing cakes she was planning to bake for her boyfriend's upcoming birthday, Darling was unbuttoning my pants.
I got the rest of the way undressed and he started to finger me and caress my clit. Now it had become a game. Could I stay in a normal tone of voice and hold my own end of a conversation about cakes during sex?
He was grinning wickedly. He could tell he'd be getting his own way soon. Thankfully she needed to hang up before he actually got around to fucking me. I don't think i could have kept composure through that! He decided it was my turn on top since he got his turn that morning. I fucked him slowly and made him wait just on the edge of orgasm for a little while. I figured it was fair since he'd just tormented me for about 15 or 20 minutes. I'd never let it be said that I'm not fair. lol.
I could feel his whole body breaking out into a sweat just waiting for me to let him cum. Finally I gave in, holding him close and kissing him as I rode him. As I got up to get cleaned up, I mentioned in amazement that it had been years since we had sex twice in a single day and how I enjoyed my turn on top. He said something to the effect of him planning it that way so I wouldn't have to wash sheets a second time in one day so close to bed time. I teased him, "How romantic you are!"
"I wasn't trying to be romantic, just considerate."
"oh well in that case..." I laughed. we cleaned up and snuggled into our brand new and now twice broken in bed. I slept the best I had since he moved in.
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