After driving down from Arlington to Galveston, Linda and I had strolled up and down Beach Boulevard, looking into the shops, sometimes even going in and looking over the merchandise, laughing and talking about what we liked. Later we dined in a nice seafood restaurant along the wharf. Seated by a window, we watched the pelicans and the sea gulls scampering about in search of scraps.
After dinner we strolled along the beach, letting the fading sunlight warm us. Then sitting on the beach, we watched the sun settle into the Gulf, painting a warm, red glow over the skies, and us. The weather was warm and pleasant as we ambled back to our room at the Flag Ship Inn.
As soon as we entered the room, Linda grabbed her overnight bag and ducked into the bathroom. When she came out, Linda flowed sensuously across the room, opened the patio doors and stood looking out at the dark mysterious waters of the Gulf of Mexico. She was wearing a real long flowing white wisp of a nightgown. It was so sheer that standing in the patio door with the moonlight flooding around her; Linda may as well have been naked. It was obvious that she was wearing any panties. Personally, there are so many possibilities for taking them off that I like for her to wear sexy panties under her gown, but that was just me.
When Linda wore this gown, it was always my cue that she was horny and wanted to get frisky, so I immediately jumped in the shower.
When I came out of the bathroom, Linda was looking all sexy leaning against the headboard with her wispy gown spread out on the bed accenting the nice shape of her legs and, much to my surprise, she was talking on the phone to her mother.
As far as I was concerned, her mother was one of the most evil people ever to walk the face of the earth and I resented Linda calling her while we were on a romantic vacation.
So, just to be ornery I slithered up under the hem of Linda’s gown, playfully removed her panties with my teeth and then went down on her. Her trying not to moan while she was talking to her mother was hilarious.
With my lips and tongue, I made her orgasm three-times while they were talking.
Ever since then I’ve always wondered if she told her mother what happened, because the next time I saw her mother she kept grinning and looking at me funny.
I think Linda got off on getting her pussy eaten while she was talking on the phone, because the next week, we were laying in bed, reading and one of her girlfriends called. As soon as she started talking, Linda casually reached over, gently took me by the hair and put my face in her lap.
It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what she wanted. After that she couldn't talk on the phone unless my face was buried in her lap. After that, when the phone rings, I just automatically join her.
I don't know if she told her mother what was going on or not, but I do know that she told her girlfriends, because when they were over they would joke about borrowing me if they got a phone call.
Of course she also liked for me to give her oral while she was smoking, too. She would lean back on the headboard and get mellow ‘burning one’ while I was down between her legs with my face buried in her lap. Now that I think about it, she liked to get oral while she was watching TV, too. Sometimes I think she just like for me to eat her pussy.
As I rose from between her legs, Linda hung up and we settled down for the night. Our first session of lovemaking was slow, erotic and after seeing Linda silhouetted in the moonlight, filled with the wonder of exploring each others body as if for the first time.
Linda’s body moved and undulated as I sought out many of her sensitive areas and I was pleased to see that after five years of marriage that she still reacted with pleasure to my touch. At the same time, her hands sent electric shocks of pleasure through me as her supple hands found places on my body that I'd never thought were sensual.
The soft glow of the small scented candles she’d bought along made her body a study in warm curves, perfect skin and sensuality.
Our orgasms came close together.
I felt the whole of my inner being pouring forth into Linda, as her legs wrapped around me like a warm, loving blanket. The softness of her lips contrasted marvelously against the firmness of her arms and legs as we floated on a cloud of erotic passion.
We held each other as we fell asleep, with me curled up behind, my arm over her waist, cupping her warm breast.
I awoke to find Linda still snuggled against me. The warmth of her firm behind pressing firmly against my loins ignited anew the fires of my desire for her.
In the dim light of only a single candle, I traced the soft curve of Linda’s beautiful thigh, marveling as I did at the silky texture of her smooth skin.
Her breathing was deep, and rhythmic, as I watched her sleep.
When my lips sought and found the warmth of her back, I left soft kisses from the nape of her neck to her warm bare shoulders, enjoying the subtle changes in her breathing. She moved slightly and I felt an electric thrill as her warm slit glided over my hardening erection.
Moving my hand gently over the exposed flesh of Linda’s luscious bottom, I cupped the upraised curve of flesh and marveled at its curiously soft, yet firm resilience. As I lifted it, I heard the ever so soft sucking sound of Linda’s moist lips parting. Such an erotic sound that it caused my erection to swell.
Her slumber was still tranquil, even though Linda seemed to be dreamily enjoying my touch. I wondered of whom she dreamed about. But then decided that it didn't matter.
I leaned forward and blew my warm breath ever so softly across the pink moist lips of her damp slit. Breathing ever so softly so that there is only the slightest touch of my breath on her delicate flesh. At first Linda just twitched, but as she became more aroused she started slowly moving her hips and slightly parted her legs.
As her arousal increased, Linda’s movements became more pronounced and her legs spread even wider and wider. Once her legs were spread wide enough, I was able to get my face within an inch of her slit.
She murmured something unintelligible and shift her hips slightly. Afraid that she was about to awaken, I froze in place. After a moments pause, I resumed gently licking her delectable lips. I moved my tongue up and down her slit, seeking to entice her to give me further access to her treasure.
When Linda became aroused to the point of moving her hands down to rub herself, it was safe to flick out my tongue and start licking her sweet little pussy.
I believe this phase of sleep is called REM and if I was oh so slow and careful, Linda would never wake up.
As I gently stroked her with my tongue, her legs spread even wider and her hips started moving as she rubbed her delicate pussy rhythmically against my face. As things heated up, Linda’s fingers entwined in my hair as she pulled me tighter against her.
When she came, it was so powerful that she almost awoke.
Holding myself very still, I continued to slowly breathe my warm breath across her still aroused slit. When Linda finally calmed down and settled back into blissful slumber, I freed myself from between her legs.
In a few minutes when Linda awoke it was with a deep contented sigh. Even though her pussy was soaking wet from her ‘dream’ orgasm, Linda found that her hazy dream had left her incredibly horny. Turning Linda took me in her arms.
I moved my hand seductively up her side to her breasts. They were small globes of enticing softness, barely a handful. As I spread my hand over them, I could feel her nipples growing erect.
As Linda’s arms locked around my neck, our lips met, setting our bodies aflame. Our lips and tongues danced to each other’s passions. Our hands caressed each other’s bodies as I kissed Linda neck and leaned my head forward so my breath blew gently across her ear lobe. Then opening my mouth, I touched my tongue to it, visibly sending a shiver through her body.
Pushing Linda back down on the bed, I moved purposefully between her outstretched legs and pressed the head of my erection against the moist folds of her magic entrance. Her warm creamy wetness spread over the head and her musky fragrance reached my brain, filling me with urgency, and yet I restrained my desires.
My hand slide down Linda’s thigh, lightly caressing her velvety skin and then I moved it back up and grip the cheeks of her firm derrière. As my fingers dug into her firm flesh and pull her tighter against me, Linda gently moved as if she was still dreaming.
My own flesh was hard, rigid and eager to find its way inside of her again, urging me to surround it with her warm flesh. I continued pressing the tip against her entrance, feeling the warmth of her moist womanhood and slowly, ever so slowly, pressed forward. As the head penetrated her damp lips, I slowly start moving in and out.
My hands again slide up and rested on the sides of Linda’s hips, pulling her gently onto my shaft. Slowly, savoring every movement, I felt myself entering Linda… entering her deliciously sensual body, becoming one with her. My cock was only halfway in, still slowly spreading the delicate lips of Linda’s entrance. I paused, and withdrew, just a fraction, then slowly resumed my forward movement.
This time, I stopped with the head just barely within the grip of Linda’s muscular ring and felt her contract around me. Then, without moving, I felt the soft, slow, sensual feeling of her body opening up to me, and the head suddenly slipped past, allowing the walls of Linda’s pussy to grasp my shaft.