"Oysters? What's up sweetie? Looking to get lucky tonight?" He joked, kissing her as he came in from work. She stuck out her tongue, but her eyes smiled back at him. "You think you need an aphrodisiac to get me going?"
"To get you going? No." She wiped her hands on a towel and turned to face him. In one quick movememnt, she removed her t-shirt, bringing his hands up to cup around her sati- encased breasts. Slipping her hands inside his suit coat, she stroked his chest, running her hands down his stomach to massage his growing member through his slacks. He was already half moaning, half chuckling as she leaned closer, placing one burning kiss at the base of his throat. "I don't need an aphrodisiac to get you going." She whispered.
"No, you certainly don't." He gave her breasts a gentle squeeze, loving the way he could feel her nipples harden under his touch. "Looking to get lucky now?" He asked.
She kissed him, sucking on his lip for a moment before stepping back. "Nope." She answered, grabbing her t-shirt and slipping it back on. "And neither are you. Don't forget your parents are coming over tonight for dinner. They should be here in just a few minutes."
His parents. He had forgotten. "That was terribly mean." He told her. She just grinned wickedly, and went back to her dinner preparations. Groaning, he headed to bathroom to take a shower. A cold shower.
Dinner was a rousing success, and his mother had left with the recipe for the garlic and oyster stuffing that had gone with the roast. They'd made love after his parents left, and he'd made her cum three times to make up for teasing him. She'd fallen asleep in his arms, her soft body pressed against him, her warm breath on his chest.
He awoke before the alarm, his arms and his thougths full of her. Garlic and oysters were reputed to be aphrodisiacs; he could always blame his morning erection on dinner last night. So it would be her own fault if he woke her up early to help him through this. He smiled at the thought.
But how to wake her up. Too much shifting would awaken her too soon. He cupped one breast, gently stroking the nipple, trying to hold it all in one hand. This was pleasant, but not enough to make her as horny as he felt. The other hand wrapped around his cock. stroking as he thought about her wet pussy clamping down around it, her juices squeezing out around his cock as he pumped in and out of her.Precum began to ooze out, wetting his fingers. He knew how to wake her up.
Bringing his fingers up to her lips, he smeared his precum across them, even under her nose to tempt her with the smell. She moaned, turning in her sleep. The nipple under his palm began to harden, and he could see her tongue dart out to lick him off her lips. He couldn't keep the grin off his face and he brought a second serving to her mouth, presing his fingetip between her lips. With a sigh, she sucked the finger deeper into her mouth, her tongue darting around it as if it were his cock. When it was clean she relased it, pushing heself up on one arm to look at him in the semi-darkness. "Feeling our oats this morning?" She asked sleepily.
He smiled again, bringing more precum to her mouth. She captured both fingers in her mouth, sucking them clean, then she turned back the blankets and wrapped her hand around his cock. Suddenly her mouth was there, her tongue lapping up the rest of precum before she engulfed him, her head bobbing up and down.
"Oh, Gawsh....." His back arched, the burning in his balls warning him that he couldn't stand up to this incredible torture mcuh longer. "Honey.... stop. Please." He rested one hand in her hair, groaning as she took him deep, practically swallowing the head. "Let me make love to you. Don't... Don't..."
He came, his seed spilling down her chin as she struggled to swallow it all. When he could stand it no more, she leaned away, counting to thirty mentally to allow him time to calm down. "Feeling better?" She asked.
"Ungh." He closed his eyes, then groaned again. "That wasn't what I'd
intended, love. I thought we would make love before work. Give you a nice long ride before we have to get ready. But I'm not complaining! This was great."
"Well, sport, I think we can still make love." She reached down and stroked his semi erect penis, feeling it twitch "But you can't expect me not to want to taste you when you tease me with your cum. That's one powerful aphrodisiac you used, you know."
"Oh really? A taste of my cum turns you into a raving sex maniac?" He chuckled. They both knew he was almost fully recharged and ready to go. "Well then, my little horny wench. Climb on board and ride me to your hearts content!"
She laughed, but did as he bid. He wasn't surprised to feel how wet she was; he knew she always got turned on by tasting him. Just like he did when he tasted her. Her first orgasm hit fast, and just watching her shudder and quiver as the waves of pleasure rolled through her made him want to spend the day in bed with her.
For now, he was content to let her do the work. He watched as she slid her fingers between her pussy lips, coated her fingers with her own sweet honey, then rub it on her nipples. Aware of his eyes on her, she licked her fingers clean, then leaned forward to feed him her breasts.
His mouth full of her breasts, her warm, wet pussy clutching at his cock, all he could do was groan happily. She was going crazy as he gently bit each nipple, his fingers rubbing her clit while he pounded up into her. She felt him tense up, his cock pumping into her, and she cried out his name, finally collapsing on top of him, completely spent.
They lay together quietly until the alarm went off, forcing them both to get up and get ready to face the day. Both went to work with smiles on their faces. After all, tomorrow was the weekend, and they had all day to spend in bed......