A Golden Morning

Louise stepped out of the shower, thin wisps of steam swirling around her and little pearls of water dripping from her back, leaving a wet trail of shimmering drops on the floor as she walked. Although it was one of the hottest days of summer, Louise still liked to have a hot shower, allowing the steam to carry the rose geranium and citronella fragrance from her handmade soap through the whole bathroom. She grabbed her soft organic cotton towel from the railing and started drying her hair as she walked over to the bed, allowing the drops of water to evaporate and cool her hot skin.

Michael was unashamedly stretched out atop the mountain of pillows that his wife liked to keep on their queen sized bed; little droplets of water on his chest were the last bits of evidence of his shower just minutes before. He was watching Louise going about her evening routine in their en suite bathroom while air drying under the ceiling fan.

It was middle November, a heat wave had hit and they were experiencing one of the hottest days in a long time. They couldn’t sleep in that terrible heat, so husband and wife had been playing an old favourite pc game, hoping that the heat would let up and allow them a few hours of sleep before getting up for work again, but fate had other plans.

Louise gave Michael a little smile and turned off the lights. Slowly moving towards the bed, waiting a few seconds for her eyes to adjust to the sudden darkness before climbing into bed, feeling her way around to lay down next to her husband.

Louise placed her head on Michael’s chest. She could just make out the outlines of his features in the darkness.

“Are you asleep yet, or do you just have your eyes closed?” She asked, already knowing the answer.

“I’m cloaked, you can’t see me”

Louise gave a little giggle and dropped her hand in a big splat on Michael’s stomach.

“I nuked you…”

A moment’s silence was followed by a snicker from Michael.

“I thought you said you were tired?” He asked trying to sound serious.

“I am, I was, it’s just this heat… It’s driving me crazy!” Louise moaned and started wrestling the mountain of pillows to the ground before flopping on her back to stare up at the ceiling in the semi-darkness.

Michael got up and turned on the air conditioner. A quick glance at the red digits on his clock radio told him that it was already around 4am. He walked over to the base of the bed and crawled up, kissing Louise’s legs as he slid higher. He kissed her knees, her thighs, her hips, all the way up her stomach and ended at her full-round DD breasts. Kissing and sucking on them while using his hands to explore the rest of Louise’s body.

Louise gave a soft sigh and enjoyed the sensation of her husband’s expert tongue lapping at her erect nipples, blowing on them and sucking them, making little popping noises when he sucks off the tight tittle peaks. She started weaving her hands through Michael’s hair, pulling him closer while he gently kneaded and fondled her breasts.

Michael kissed a trail back down Louise’s stomach, trailing his hands down her sides and sending shivers through her body. He found her neatly trimmed mound and planted little kisses all over it and along her thighs.

Louise felt the first embers of the fire in her gut start to smoulder with every kiss and she let out little moans of pleasure.

Michael ran his fingers along her slit one at a time, teasing her. He found the little bead buried in her hot folds and caressed it with his fingers.

“This is a Zerg attack!” Michael announced before following the path his fingers were tracing with his tongue.

Louise gave a muffled cry and lifted her hips to meet his eager tongue, her hands writhing and clenching in the sheets beside her.

Michael swirled his tongue around her swollen clit, sending little shudders coursing through Louise’s body. He licked his tongue over her hot bead, alternating in speed and direction, checking for his wife’s reaction and sticking to the movements that make her moan and writhe most.

Michael replaced his tongue with his hands and sat up to adjust his position. Louise had been trying to grab at him, and he moved so that he was facing her feet all the while coaxing sighs and moans from his adoring wife with his fingers.

Now in a better position, Louise reached out and took her husband’s semi-hard member in her hand. Michael’s body reacted almost instantly to her touch and she could feel his cock grow harder with every stroke. She knew that she wouldn’t last long under his trained touch and already found the heat in the pit of her stomach building to dangerous heights.

Louise reached for the bottle of lubricant with the one-handed flip-top that she knew would be sitting on the top shelf of her bedside table, just waiting for a moment like this. With one hand she flipped the top of her organic heating lube open and squirted a liberal amount onto her husband’s rock-hard member.

Michael groaned with the sensation of the cold lube hitting him. As soon as Louise resumed her slow caresses, the lube started heating up and sent little sparks of pleasure through Michael.

Michael entered Louise with the fingers of one hand, while with the others continuing a slow and steady rhythm on her clit. Louise gave a loud moan and Michael started working his fingers in and out a little bit faster every time.

Louise let out little breathless cries, her insides gripping at Michael’s fingers. Leaning his head down, Michael blew on her engorged clit before attacking it with his tongue once again.

This sent Louise spiralling over the edge and she arched her back, pushing herself into her lover, writhing and bucking against his body as her orgasm hit.

After a few seconds Louise caught her breath and turned over to focus her attention on Michael’s rock hard erection.

She placed one hand at the base of his shaft, squeezing lightly and with the other stroked in long, even strokes from the very top of his penis, down to meet her hand at its base. After a few strokes, Louise followed her hand with her eager mouth, licking the little bead signifying that her efforts are appreciated off the tip of Michael’s penis.

This produced a low growling moan from him and Michael placed his hands on Louise’s body as though he was holding on for dear life.

Louise worked one hand up and down Michael’s shaft, circling at the top and coming back down. She laid his penis flat on his stomach, creating space to pay attention to his balls. Softly kneading them, licking them and blowing on them to test for her husband’s reaction all the while holding his rock hard member in one hand.

She squirted more lube onto her hands and fanning out her fingers, started stroking Michael’s member against his body from the base up to the tip while stroking his balls with the other hand.

Michael's hips started matching the movements of her hands in a steady rhythm, giving soft sighs and moans. Louise took his member in one hand again, stroking it, licking it and lightly squeezing it. The tip of her tongue played on the rim of his engorged head, flicking across the very tip and licking it from base to top before plunging back down again.

Louise moved to be able to take Michael’s whole cock into her mouth and started sucking from top to bottom following with her hands.

She could feel Michael’s body tense up, and she knew that he would not be able to hold on much longer. She plunged her head down once more, and felt the hot streams of liquid spurting into her mouth, over her hands and onto her breasts. She swallowed as much as she could in one gulp, but the bulk still shot up to cover her breasts, neck and hands.

Michael lay very still while Louise grabbed at the discarded towel that she had used to dry her hair with earlier. Cleaning them both up, Louise followed the towel with light little kisses on Michael’s hips and thighs.

Louise crawled up and placed her head back in the little place in her husband’s neck, her favourite place. It was already getting light outside, and the sun was piercing through their window drapes, creating streaks of golden morning all over their room.

She closed her eyes and started drifting off to sleep in her lover’s arms.

“You look beautiful in this light.” Michael said looking over to his wife, an amber ray of early morning sun streaked across her face and kissed her lightly on the forehead.