Dirty Housewives

It's a lazy Saturday afternoon, and we're lying on the couch. With the blind up, it's deliciously warm and doze-inducing: lying on our sides, with me curled up against your lean belly, your relaxed arm over my hip, a snooze seems a fitting past-time for the rest of the day. But, there's always something that needs to be done...

Wiggling into a sitting position, I'm standing up. With a groan, you tighten your arm around me.
'Don't go, baby. I'll miss you,' you murmur, trying insistently to pull me back down.
'Turkey, I need to sort the washing out,' I reply fondly. 'It'd be a terrible thing if I had no clean knicks.'
Propping yourself up on one elbow, you lovingly kiss my left breast before questioning, 'Says who?'
Laughing, I push you back down onto the couch, before standing up and huffing, 'Dirty boy! You'll have me corrupted, you know. You'll end up marrying a knickerless minx, and then where will we be?'
'Really? You promise?' You smile up at me from the couch.
'STOP!' I giggle, heading towards the bedroom. 'I'm doing the washing. Let me get this done, and we'll see what we can do about getting YOU all dirty...'

I finish in the bedroom, and stride back up the corridor to the laundry, pausing only to wink over my shoulder.

Returning with an armload of frilly, floaty, barely-there knickers, which I drop onto the end of the couch for sorting and folding, you're once again propped up on one elbow.
'Darling,' you venture, looking quizzical, 'You weren't wearing that before, were you?'
I look down at my two-sizes-too-small t-shirt, admirably filled by my black push-up bra pushed-up boobs, which just skims my black thong. My long, tanned legs are shown at their best in my black high heels. 'No, I wasn't. But I wasn't doing the washing before, was I?'
'Ah, so these are your laundry-doing clothes?'
'Yes dear. Surely YOU have laundry-doing clothes?' My straight-faced reply is admirable, but we're both close to giggling.
'Sadly, no. But I'm fascinated by yours.'
I smile prettily, bending down to sort my washing.

Trying not to laugh, I'm breathy in my enjoyment of folding. Never before has laundry been so much fun! I'm threading the knickers in between my fingers, rubbing the soft silk against my skin, strutting and posing with the knickers held up against my hips to check the fit and style.
You're sitting up, watching avidly, your own jocks unable to accommodate your obvious enjoyment.
Laughing, I flick a lacy blue thong into face, applauding when you catch it between your teeth. But, of course, nothing good lasts forever. In my showing off, I drop a pair of knickers on the floor. With care and stiffled giggles, I. Bend. Down.

You're galvanised to action. Growling playfully, you snap the black lycra cleaving my gorgeous arse.
With a yelp, I straighten back up, only to be swept up into your arms.

Expertly, you snake a hand under my arm to start rubbing my breast thru my t-shirt. I swoon with theatrical good feeling, my neck yours to kiss and nip, deliciously.

I kick my shoes off in the hallway, throwing my arms around your neck to kiss your face anywhere I can stretch. Our giggles only increase when I'm dumped onto the bed unceremoniously, you trying to simultaneously slide your knee between my legs, while stepping out of your pants.
In peals of laughter, I writhe and wriggle under you as you pull my thong down with your teeth. Pulling it off my ankle, you slide back up my leg to administer your very talented tongue to my aroused, wet pussy. My writhing increases- I'm so turned on that my orgasm is only seconds away from this first touch.

Gasping, I slide out fm under your mouth, pushing your hands off my hips. 'Too soon,' I gasp, 'Don't wanna cum yet.'
'But you're so pretty when you do,' you reply, similarly breathless.
Prodding you onto your back, I pant, 'You first!'

I'm between your thighs, my mouth on the head of your cock, my fingers firmly stroking your hard shaft. I know just how you like it- my tongue's flickering 'round the sensitive underside of your cock, my fingers playing with the sensitive skin, the suction so so good as I move my mouth up and down you.

It's your turn to start writhing under talented oral ministrations, a hand against my cheek as you moan, 'I need you, baby, I need to be inside you.'

I slide my mouth off your cock, and sit up. Kneeling between your thighs, we're staring at each other with wide-eyed lust.

'How do you want me, baby?' I whisper, crawling up your body. We kiss passionately, my hands cradling your face.
'What would turn you on most?' you whisper against my cheek.
'I want to see your face, baby,' I murmur in between kisses, 'I wanna watch you cum, and I wanna moan and scream as I cum, and I tighten around your cock.'
'Oh God baby,' you groan. You're sitting up beneath me, leaning back against the wall as you pull me down hard on to your cock. We both shudder at the sensation.
I'm so tight and you're so hard and so big that thrusting is limited. You're pulling my shirt up over my head, and I return the favour before you pull one breast fm my bra. With enthusiasm, you take a nipple into your mouth, sucking and nipping as I squirm around your cock. You can feel me getting wetter, and you're firmly guiding my hips up and down. I'm riding your cock, my arms around your shoulders, tightening every muscle with the pleasure of your mouth on my breast.
'Baby, I'm so close, I'm gonna cum,' I moan, my eyes shut and my head thrown back.
The hand on my hip snakes down my bum, slides across the cheek, before running firmly across my asshole. The pleasure is intense and I'm begging incoherently to cum.
'Oh God baby,' you pant between kisses, 'I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum. Cum for me, baby. Cum with me!'
You're pulling me down on to your cock as you thrust hard and deep into me. I yell as I feel you cum inside me, my own pleasure and orgasm making yours even more intense as I tighten around you.

Moving more gently against each other, my head drops on to your shoulder. Gently sucking your earlobe I whisper, 'That was fantastic - dirty housewives indeed.'
You laugh as you pull me to lie down next to you, and we finally settle into that nap.