Romance
Memories of a Heart Shaped Bed
On a scorching drive to Vegas for their second anniversary, a playful wife turns up the heat with ice and exhibitionism, leading to a steamy upgrade, a heart-shaped bed, and a night of passionate, uninhibited celebration.
Our second anniversary was coming up. We had gotten married on Valentine's Day and had been broke as hell so there was no honeymoon. We had been broke for the first one too but I had put some money away for this one. It wasn't much but enough for a weekend in Las Vegas and a couple of shows. It would make my bride happy and therefore I would be happy.
From Costa Mesa, California to Las Vegas is a straight shot and freeway all the way. I had our old van at the speed limit and Kitty, my wife, was grinning from ear to ear. According to that grin, I was going to be a very lucky man when we made Vegas.
As it was, I was already getting lucky as Kitty turned in her seat and brought her feet up to rest near her ass as she leaned on the door. Our old van does not have air conditioning so we were both dressed for the heat.
A thin yellow cotton sundress was all that she had on. How do I know this? Well, she never wears a bra. Her breasts are small but very sensitive. With her feet up on the seat, I could see she did not have panties on. The flaming red V of hair on her mound was shining like a beacon.
"Hey kiddo, do you feel a draft?" I asked her as I pointedly looked at her sex.
She chuckled and shook her head. "Nope, it's too hot for a draft, unless it's beer."
"I see something I'd like to give a little head or rather a lot of head."
With a laugh, she lifted the hem of the sundress and spread her knees. "Ain't it too bad you have to drive."
"Don't make me pull this car over." I told her like a parent to an unruly kid.
"Oh yeah, now you're talking. Do I get a spanking before you eat me? How is that a threat? It's more of a treat."
I shook my head and laughed quietly. "We'd never make Vegas this afternoon if I did."
"It's way too hot in this van for any hanky panky, believe me. We would both melt. I'll wait for an air conditioned room, thank you very much."
I glanced in the back of the van. "Why don't you open the side windows and the roof vent? Maybe we can get some more air in this thing."
Kitty shrugged and then got out of her seat. "The air outside is just as hot whether it's blowing on us or not."
Opening the windows did move a little more air over me, so I at least felt a little cooler. That is until I looked in the rearview mirror. My beautiful wife was on her knees and sitting on her feet. She had her knees spread wide and she was missing her dress.
She had a piece of ice from the cooler in each hand, and was rubbing them all over her bare chest and breasts. After her hands passed over her nipples they were hard enough to cut glass and all crinkly around the base.
I reached up and adjusted the mirror a little. "Hey! Not fair!" I told her with a laugh. "You're getting cooled off and I'm getting hotter."
She grinned at me in the mirror as her hands roamed freely over her small breasts. I could see the water running down her stomach and between her legs. She gave a little shivering shake as her hands moved to her belly and headed south.
"It melts way too fast," she said with a sigh.
"Hot weather and a hot body, why wouldn't it melt fast. I'm surprised there's not steam."
She stuck her tongue out and then grinned as she leaned over out of my line of sight. She reappeared a moment later with another chunk of ice. Leaning back on one hand, she used the other to rub the ice over the slick bare outer lips of her sex and mound.
I was having a hard time keeping my eyes on the road, not to mention the hard-on making a tent in the front of my shorts. Kitty on the other hand was enjoying herself immensely as the rise and fall of her hips showed as she rubbed the chunk of ice up and down in her slit. With a hard shiver, she lifted her hips and inserted the ice in her vagina.
"Oh God, that's so cold and feels so good," she whispered just loud enough for me to hear over the sounds of the van and highway.
"Want something hot to push it deeper?" I asked with a big grin.
"You drive," my wife said with a whimper as her fingertips rolled her clit back and forth. "I.... I... I'll handle this, thank you."
Her hips lifted even higher as she moaned and then they jerked as she let out a soft sharp yell. Her orgasm crashed down on her like a falling glacier. The arm that had supported her gave way and she lay back on the padded carpet.
I adjusted the mirror and smiled as I watched my loving wife coming long and hard. My dick was like an iron bar and I could not help but grab it and squeeze. With the shorts in the way there wasn't much else I could do.
Traffic was light but there were a good number of semi-trucks on the road. I wondered if Kitty would have been as relaxed as she was, if the windows of the van had not been tinted as dark as they were. She was sprawled out spread-eagled in the middle of the floor.
She had not moved since her orgasm and I figured she was asleep. I relaxed back in my seat and concentrated on the road. Well, mostly. I love to look at my wife, especially when she is naked. My eyes would be on traffic and then flick back to her.
Then she wasn't there. I was about to turn my head when I felt her hand on my thigh. I grinned down at her. She was still naked and on her knees between the seats. Her hand moved to my hard dick and she gave it a squeeze.
"I guess this means you liked my little show."
"I always love your shows," I told her. "You're beautiful and sexy as hell."
"Even laying it on that thick isn't going to get you a blowjob. There's no cruise control on this pile of junk and we don't need to be going a hundred miles an hour."
With a laugh, I nodded and then groaned as she squeezed me tighter. "This thing wouldn't do eighty if you ran it off a cliff."
"My point exactly," Kitty replied as she climbed up in the passenger seat.
She sat there naked for a moment and then leaned back between the seats and snagged her dress. She laid it across her knees and then stretched her arms over her head and sighed. When she lowered her arms, she leaned back against the door.
"It's sure cooler without the dress."
"For you maybe."
She grinned at me as she slipped the dress over her head and settled it around her body. With one foot on the floor and one on the seat, I still had an open view of her sex. I stuck my tongue out at her.
"Save that for the hotel."
I had made reservations at one of the better hotels in Vegas. Our old van looked like a jackass at the Kentucky Derby as we pulled up out front. My t-shirt and shorts, and Kitty's sundress were a little understated to say the least.
The guy at the front desk looked down his nose and sniffed as I asked about my reservation. "Let me look it up sir."
After about ten minutes and waiting on three other customers, he came back to us. "I'm sorry sir but I can't find a reservation under that name."
I tossed an envelope on the desk and said, "Well, here's my confirmation letter so you better look again and quickly."
He gave me a hard look and turned to a file folder on the desk behind him. He leafed half-heartedly through the folder and then turned to tell me he could not find it and that the hotel was booked solid for a convention.
"Let me talk to the manager please." I told him in a low quiet voice.
"He's not available, sir."
In a loud clear voice I said, "I said let me speak to the manager. I will not be treated like this by some halfwit that screwed up and lost a reservation."
"Sir! Lower your voice," The man replied.
"Why should I lower my voice? I've had confirmed reservations for three weeks and now you can't find them," I said even louder.
A door in the back corner of the reception area opened and a man in a three-piece suit appeared. "Is there a problem?" He asked looking from me to the desk clerk.
"You mean other than this nitwit not being able to find a confirmed reservation," I asked back.
"Sir, we are over booked because of the convention," the desk clerk said.
"That is not my problem." I told him. "I have a second honeymoon to deal with and the little lady ain't going to be happy."
The manager looked from the desk clerk, to me, and then at Kitty.
Kitty smiled at him and whispered, "If you don't want a honeymoon couple doing their thing in the middle of the lobby, I suggest you find us a room."
The manager picked up the confirmation letter and looked it over. With a glance at Kitty, he turned to the rows of key boxes and studied it a moment. He selected a key and turned back to hold it out to Kitty.
"I think you will find this very satisfactory," he said with a grin, "and Happy Valentine's Day and Happy Honeymoon."
Kitty nodded and turned toward the bank of elevators across the way. I grinned and picked up our bags. "Good choice," I told the manager with a wink before I turned to follow my wife.
"What about the paperwork?" The desk clerk asked.
"You can fill it out, can't you?" The manager asked with a frown. "At least I hope you can."
That is how we got upgraded to the bridal suite.
On the ride up to the tenth floor in the elevator, Kitty stood in front of me and rubbed her ass against the front of my hips. I reached under her arms and cupped a breast in each hand. As I squeezed and kneaded her breasts, she would moan softly.
By the time the doors opened, my dick was like an iron bar again and she was leaning back against me as I kissed and nibbled on her neck. With a whimpering sigh, she straightened up and headed for the door.
I grabbed the bags and followed her. I was very aware of the tent in the front of my shorts and the way the head of my dick was rubbing on the rough material as I walked. I was also aware that anyone walking down the hall towards me would know I had a hard-on instantly.
Kitty found the right room, unlocked the door, and held it open for me as I carried the bags inside. Man, talk about your swanky sexy rooms, this was something like I had never seen. A huge red velvet heart shaped bed dominated one corner of the room. There were mirrors on the walls next to it and on the ceiling above it.
In the opposite corner was a red heart shaped tub big enough for three or four people. Visions of my wife naked in that tub flashed before my eyes as I carried the bags over and placed them on the luggage stands. Even the sinks were red and heart shaped.
I turned back to the bed to find my beautiful wife laying spread-eagled face down on the red velvet bedspread naked. I was stripping off clothes as I headed that way. I crawled up on the bed between her legs and lay down with my hard-on in the crack of her ass.
Kitty giggled and shifted her hips from side to side. "Is that for me?" She asked with lust strong in her voice.
"It sure is," I told her as I lifted my hips and moved down slightly.
Her ass lifted and I felt the head of my dick brush against the hot wet opening to her sex. I thrust my hips forward and we both groaned loudly as my shaft sank halfway into her tight depths. She made a whimpering sound as I pulled back and then we both groaned again as I rammed my hips forward and planted my dick to the hilt.
"Oh, I love it when you do that," Kitty whispered.
"Happy anniversary darling," I whispered as I started to fuck her with long slow full strokes.
"Oh hell yes!" was her only reply, as her ass lifted higher to meet me.
It was not long before my hips were solidly spanking her ass as my dick made deep thrusts into her pussy. Kitty was making a whimpering moaning sound deep in her chest as her orgasm built. Her pussy was hotter and wetter, and grabbed at my shaft as it moved in and out.
I love fucking my wife from behind, my dick goes deeper and I love the feel of her ass as my hips spank its firmness. Kitty had her upper chest on the bed and her head turned to the side. Her eyes were tightly closed and she had that breathy I'm almost there, look on her face.
She had a handful of velvet bedspread balled up in each hand as she pushed back to meet me. The sound in her chest grew louder and louder as I continued to fuck her long and hard.
Suddenly she yelled, "Fuck me!"
With a grin, I came up on my knees, got a grip on both of her hips, and did just that with hard fast strokes. I knew she was very close and I was a little ways behind. I made the effort to catch up, believe me.
The extra effort was well worth it as she turned her head to bury the yells of ecstasy in the bedspread as she came big time. I was only a few strokes behind her, as her pussy clamped down tightly on my dick. I planted my hips against her ass and came deep inside her.
She gave out with another loud yell and shoved back against me, as her orgasm seemed to find another level. I flexed my hips slowly, barely moving my dick inside her. I knew from experience that doing this would prolong and draw out her pleasure.
We lay cuddled up spoon fashion in the middle of the red velvet heart shaped bed. My dick was still in her pussy even though it had softened. I had my arms around my loving wife and held her tightly. She would sigh softly ever so often.
After a while she whispered, "I love you."
"I love you too," I replied as I hugged her tightly.
"Thank you for being so thoughtful this year. I still can't believe that we're actually on a second honeymoon."
"The first one was so much fun I figured we just had to do it again," I whispered jokingly.
"That first one was fun even if it was in an unheated cabin in the middle of a snowstorm," Kitty replied with a giggle.
"It sure kept us in bed a lot."
"You are talking about the cold aren't you?" Kitty asked.
"What cold? I had a nice warm new wife to cuddle with among other things. I'm surprised we didn't start a forest fire or something."
"Or something is right, I walked funny for three days after we got home," Kitty said with a snicker.
"Are you bragging or complaining?" I asked as I kissed her neck and shoulder.
"Neither. I'm just stating the facts," she replied as she moved her head to give me easier access to her neck.
"I'm not sure we'll have the quantity of sex this time around but I will guarantee the quality will be even better," I whispered as I nibbled on her ear lobe.
She shivered and nodded.
"We have reservations for a dinner and a show at eight tonight so that gives us about three hours to rest up and get ready," I told her as I slowly licked and kissed my way down her neck and out along her shoulder.
"You keep messing with my ear and neck and I'm going to feed you something not on the normal menu," she whispered back with a whimper at the end as I bit her shoulder lightly.
"I'll have to pull the cork first," I told her as I pressed my hips against her ass.
Kitty giggled and said, "There's going to be one hell of a mess when you do pull that cork."
"Then I'll get to see my beautiful wife in that big red tub won't I."
She nodded and then sighed as I kissed my way back up her neck to nibble her ear again. "But first I need to use the throne so why don't you clean up your half of this mess and start the water in that tub."
"There just happens to be a bottle of champagne in the ice chest," I whispered in her ear.
With a giggle she replied, "You thought of everything didn't you. You know what that stuff does to me."
"I sure do, it makes you horny and takes away your inhibitions."
"What inhibitions?" Kitty asked with a grin.
"Your anal ones."
"Oh, those inhibitions," my wife replied with another giggle. "So you think you're going to get a little booty huh?"
"It never hurts to try."
Kitty laughed and then sighed. "That was the one cherry I had left to give you on our first honeymoon. You better be glad I had never tried it and found out how much I liked it or you wouldn't have gotten one at all."
"I have all of you so cherries are not all that important and you know it. We've both been around the block a time or two."
"A time or two for you but more like four for me," she said referring to the number of times we had each been married.
"Who's counting?" I asked and then nibbled my way down her neck to her shoulder.
She whimpered softly and then groaned as I bit her shoulder. With a shiver, she whispered, "Okay, pull the cork and get the bubbly while I take care of business."
I chuckled and moved my hips back slowly. Somewhere between earlier and now, my dick had firmed up. We both moaned softly as my dick came out of her tight sex. A moment later, Kitty groaned and scrambled off the bed. "You weren't kidding about pulling the cork. There's a flood going on."
Rolling over onto my back, I watched my wife hurry across the room to the swinging doors that led to the commode. As she went inside, I asked, "Is that thing heart shaped also?"
She laughed. "No, but it is red."
I had cleaned up my side of our mess and was opening the champagne when Kitty came out of the commode area. "This place has Valentine's Day written all over it."
The cork popped and I hurriedly poured two glasses. As I did, I replied, "What gave you that idea besides all the red hearts?"
She walked up behind me, wrapped her arms around my waist and kissed me on the back. I chuckled as she licked my back. "Not to mention all the love in the air."
She licked me again and stepped back to swat me on the ass. As I turned and handed her a glass of the bubbly, she grinned. "As salty as you taste, this should be tequila."
I leaned forward and licked between her breasts. I licked again and then smacked my lips. "I love the way you taste."
Kitty chuckled and sipped her champagne. "I didn't say I didn't like the taste, that was a hint for us to get in that tub and get clean so we can get all dirty again."
"Sounds like a winning idea to me," I said and sipped my own drink. I smacked my lips and nodded. "Not bad even if it is the cheap stuff."
"Be glad I'm not making you drink it out of my shoe."
I took another sip and smiled. "You were wearing sandals, so...."
"I have heels in the suitcase."
"Heels and thigh highs," I whispered as I picked up the bubbly and escorted my wife to the heart shaped tub.
"Those too," she said as she leaned over and adjusted the water going into the tub. Two large red towels were stacked on the corner of the tub. She ran her hand over them and then turned so I could refill her glass. "I also packed a new little black dress."
"You're going all out," I whispered with a wink.
"At the moment, you are worth it," she said before taking a sip of the champagne.
With a grin, I whispered, "I love you too. Now get your happy little ass in the tub."
A long soak in hot water does wonders for the mind and body, especially when you can also play foot games with a lovely sexy lady. At present, she was the one playing foot games. She had my hard dick between her feet and was massaging its length with her toes.
I picked up the champagne bottle and leaned forward. She held out her glass and I refilled it. I topped mine off and leaned back. "Why haven't we ever done this at home?" I asked.
"Because your big ass takes up too much of the tub," she replied with a grin.
"Then we'll need a bigger tub when we get our own place."
She smiled and nodded. "Yeah, one day but right now I'm enjoying this."
"So am I," I whispered as I brought my left foot up and pinched her right nipple with my toes.
She laughed and sat her glass aside. She sat up and then wiggled back until she was against the far side of the tub and out of reach for my toes. She moved her feet out of my lap and used them and her hands to move up until she was sitting on the side of the tub, her back against the mirrored wall.
Spreading her legs wide, she used one finger to point at her sex. "You wanted this earlier. How about now?"
"Anytime and anyplace," I said as I sat my glass aside, turned around and over to glide over until my face was between her thighs.
Kitty laughed. "Why do I have this vision of an alligator all of a sudden?"
My head moved forward and my mouth covered her small round sex. My tongue found her opening and wiggled inside. She had started to laugh again but it quickly turned into a moaning groan as I tongue fucked her as hard and fast as it would move.
Her hands found the back of my head. I glanced up to see her leaning back against the mirrors, her eyes closed and her lips parted as she groaned deeply. I lowered my head and took a lick from her asshole to her clit. She gasped as my tongue bumped over the tight pucker of her anus, whimpered as it dipped into her vagina, and moaned as I ended up rolling her clit around.
I quickly lowered my head to tickle and tease her asshole. As I wiggled the tip of my tongue against her tightness, she flexed her hips.
"Oh yes!" She said with a hiss in her voice as I probed deeper.
When I moved my tongue away from her ass, she made a frustrated whimpering sound. I zeroed in on her pussy with my tongue as I used a finger to tease her asshole. This brought a quick gasp, followed by a long drawn out groan as the finger explored her opening and slowly entered her. Her hips flexed driving the finger even deeper.
Her fingers were tangled in my hair as she groaned even louder and pulled my mouth even tighter to her sex. Now she was fucking herself in the ass on my finger and in her pussy with my tongue. She was getting close to another orgasm.
A few moments later, she was pulling my hair, trying to get my tongue away from her sex. With a grin, I let her move my head. When I did, I pulled the finger almost all the way out of her ass, rolled my thumb up close to my finger and rammed forward. My finger buried itself in her ass and my thumb entered her pussy.
Since Kitty was distracted, she wasn't pushing or pulling on my head. The perfect time to attack her clit with my tongue. She was well on her way to getting off on my finger and thumb as my tongue found her clit. The orgasm was explosive to say the least and went on and on. One minute she was trying to pull my head away from her clit and the next she was pulling it tighter.
I had added more hot water to the tub and we were laying in it cuddled up. Kitty sighed and wiggled against me. "Did you plan that or was it just luck?"
"You mean using my thumb and finger as a distraction?" She nodded and I grinned at her. "It was spur of the moment. Using what was at hand, so to speak."
She wiggled against me again as her hand found my hard dick and gave it a squeeze. "Maybe I should sit you up there in that corner."
"Or you could climb up here and sit on what you have in your hand."
"Do you have any idea how much water I would splash out of this tub, if I did?"
"I don't think it would be the first time this tub was emptied that way," I replied with a grin.
She groaned softly and then shivered hard. "Calling room service for a bucket and a mop might be embarrassing."
"Still being in the tub when they arrived, now that would be embarrassing," I said with a grin.
"Uh, for them or me?" Kitty asked as she rolled over on top of me.
Ignoring her question, I caressed her back and butt for a moment. "You could try using some restraint."
"Uh, what?" she asked as she sat up astraddle my hips.
I laughed and said, "Slow and easy."
Her hips moved back and forth slowly, her sex rubbing along the length of my shaft. "I've tried that but...." She paused to groan softly as her clit bumped across the flange around the head of my dick. "It never stays that way for long."
"Then we should move this party to drier ground," I said sitting up.
My wife wiggled on my lap as we kissed passionately. Her arms were around my neck and I was once again exploring her hips and back. With a groan, she broke the kiss. "If we get back on the bed, I'll end up sleeping through supper and the show."
With a grin, I gave her a quick kiss and said, "I can wait if you can."
With a laugh, she stood up. Her sex was right above my face. When I reached up and cupped an ass cheek in each hand, she laughed and swatted me on the head. "It's too soon for another round that way."
She leaned over to grab a towel. When she did, her sex was pressed to my nose. My tongue shot out but I only got a short swipe up her slit before she backed up. She grinned down at me as she dried her arms and then her chest and breasts.
"An interesting point of view," I said as I watched her.
She chuckled and took half steps to each side as she dried her belly and hips. She dried her thighs and then took a swipe up between her legs. She took a gasping little breath and came up onto her toes. "Oh yeah, sensitive," she whispered as she came down off her toes.
With a smile on her face, she sat on the side of the tub and made a show out of drying her calves and feet. Her sex flashing me as often as not. When she was finished, she spun around and stood up. Looking down at me, she grinned and said, "You can drain the tub now, I am finished."
"Yes dear," I said as I stood up and grabbed a towel of my own.
I used a foot to hit the drain switch on the tub. I dried off as it drained. Kitty walked over and lay down on the bed to watch me. She had a smile on her face and laughed when I made a show out of drying my dick. When I was dry and out of the tub, I tossed the towel over my shoulder and picked up her champagne glass.
Pouring the last of the champagne in her glass, I walked over and handed her the glass. "Your champagne, Madame."
She sat up and took the glass. She took a sip and made a face. "Warm champagne ain't the same as cold champagne."
I took the glass from her and dipped the head of my dick in it. I held my dick down level with her face. "Try it this way," I suggested.
She laughed and scooted forward on the bed. Her warm mouth on the head of my dick made me groan softly. Her tongue swirled around the head several times and then she popped me out of her mouth. She shook her head and said, "Better but still not great."
"Some people are just picky," I said as I walked over and poured the champagne out in the sink.
As I started back toward the bed, she met me half way. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her body to mine. "The sausage was excellent but...."
I cut her off with a kiss. The kiss was short but loving. We held each other for a few minutes before she said, "Is it time to get dressed?"
"Close enough," I replied as I stepped back with a grin.
We both dug into the luggage. She slipped the little black dress on and turned so I could zip it up. It fit her nicely and the scooped neckline showed cleavage. "Very nice," I said as she turned around to face me.
She grinned and winked as she picked up her makeup bag. "You get dressed while I try and perform some magic on my hair and face."
"I thought the well fucked and satisfied look was in this year."
Kitty laughed and headed for the bathroom.
I had a hard-on in the front of my slacks as we left the room but it was under control as I had underwear on. Anyway, my suit coat covered it if I had it buttoned up. The reason for the hard-on was the show my darling wife put on for me as she put on the thigh high stockings and her high heels.
We were in the elevator as she reached over and used a hand to trace the outline of my hard-on. "What will people think?" She asked with a grin.
"That I'm with a beautiful and sexy woman," I replied.
She laughed as she moved her hand. "You are so full of bullshit that your eyes are brown."
"They are brown as you well know but that doesn't change the fact that you are beautiful and sexy."
The elevator doors opened and we stepped out. "Where is the restaurant?" She asked as we crossed the lobby.
"A block down to the left," I replied.
"Where is the show?"
"In the main lounge here in the hotel."
"Then we can walk," she said as we reached the door outside.
It was surprisingly cooler as we stepped outside. "Perfect," my wife said as she took my arm.
We had drinks with dinner, which was excellent by the way and we had drinks with the show. We were in a great mood as we rode the elevator up to our floor. With several other people on the elevator, we had to behave ourselves.
When I opened our door, Kitty grabbed my tie and led me inside. "Such a deal I have for you," she said as she turned and came into my arms for a kiss. The kiss started out sweet and tender. It didn't take long to reach passionate.
The fact that I had the back of her dress pulled up so I could squeeze and massage her bare ass probably had something to do with it. When I traced the cleft up the center of her ass, she groaned and came up on her toes. A fingertip teasing the pucker of her anus had her moaning into my mouth.
Suddenly she broke the kiss and went to her knees. She fumbled with my zipper before she got it open and could fish my hard dick out. With a moan from both of us, she sucked on the head and swirled her tongue around it.
I leaned forward and undid the zipper at the back of her dress. Her head was bobbing up and down as she shed the sleeves on the dress and leaned back. She was naked from the waist up. Raising her arms, she said, "Skin me."
With a chuckle, I reached down and pulled her dress off over her head. As soon as the dress was off, she was back to sucking my dick and doing a damned good job of it. I moaned and flexed my hips. The head of my dick touched the back of her throat, which brought a deep moan from her.
I could feel my orgasm starting to rise way too soon. I stepped back and pulled my wife to her feet. We were back to kissing as I slowly walked us backwards to the foot of the bed, which was a point. Kitty ended up sitting on the end of the point with her legs spread wide.
Pushing her over backwards, I grinned as I grabbed an ankle in each hand. I pulled and then pushed until her knees were up at each shoulder. She groaned and then gasped loudly as I planted my face in her wet hot sex. It wasn't long before her hips were rocking back and forth, as she fucked herself on my tongue.
Not wanting her to come so soon, I lifted my head and looked down at my loving wife's face. Her eyes were tightly closed and her mouth was open so she could breathe hard and fast. When my tongue didn't go back to her sex, her eyes popped open and she groaned loudly as she saw my grinning face.
"Don't worry, this is the rest period before round three starts."
"Round three?" she asked in a husky whisper.
I whispered. "Ding," and dropped my head to lick and tease her asshole.
She gasped, moaned, and stammered, "I, I, I," before she let out a soft yell. My tongue was probing the tight ring guarding her rear.
Somewhere about then, she was coming like mad, as my tongue probed the depths of her ass. She was yelling and rocking her head from side to side. Her hips were rocking from side to side and trying to drive my tongue deeper. Finally, one of her hands came up and swatted at my head.
She'd had enough. I gave her asshole one last lick and lifted my head. She had that well sated look on her face as I slowly lowered her feet back to the floor.
I took my time taking my clothes off as I watched my wife's face. Her hard breathing was under control and she had a big smile on her face. About the time I was completely undressed, she opened her eyes and looked at me. "I, I think you won that round."
"The first round almost went to you but that would have spoiled the rest of the match," I told her as I walked over and sat down on the bed.
"Who won the second round?" She asked with a breathy sigh.
"We'll call that one a draw but I was setting you up for round three," I told her.
She chuckled and shivered. "That was nearly a knockout."
"Oh no, there are two rounds to go," I said with a big grin.
"Two rounds?" She said in confusion and then her eyes went wide. She groaned and shivered hard. "Yeah, there will be a knock out tonight."
I gave her a wink as I moved to the center of the bed and laid down flat on my back. "I'm ready for round four whenever you are."
She groaned as she moved up to cuddle with me. "I think we need an intermission."
I chuckled and rolled slightly toward her for a kiss. The kiss was slow and sweet. When it broke, she rolled toward me and sighed as she snuggled against my shoulder and chest. I reached across and pulled the far edge of the comforter over us.
Something hot on the head of my dick woke me up. That same hotness made me groan as it descended down to encase my shaft. Kitty was straddling my hips and groaned right along with me. She saw my eyes open and whispered, "I, uh, started without you."
I chuckled and replied, "Not really since you're sitting on my dick."
"True, very true," she said as she raised her hips and slowly lowered them down until she was sitting on me again. She rocked her hips from side to side and then back and forth. "Is this the start of round four?" She asked in a breathy whisper.
"It seems so," I replied as she raised her hips again. As she lowered them, I raised my hips sharply to slap her ass.
She groaned and said, "Well played," as she leaned forward and placed her hands on my chest. My hands found her breasts and squeezed them. She groaned again, lifted her hips faster, and dropped them harder. My hips slapped her ass even louder than before.
Her eyes closed for a moment before she opened them as she lifted her ass and dropped it back onto me. The slapping sound wasn't as loud since I didn't lift my hips. Her vagina had a tight grip on my shaft as she raised her hips again.
When she dropped her hips, the slap was louder yet as my hips rose to meet her. She paused to rock from side to side again. Her eyes opened and she grinned down at me. "I'm going to win this round."
"What makes you think that?" I asked returning her grin.
Her inner muscles tightened up even more as she raised her hips. When she dropped down, I pulled her upper body closer to me and rolled us over. She laughed, as we were moving. The laugh was replaced by a wide eyed look as I lifted my hips and started to fuck her with long full hard strokes. Her legs came up and wrapped around my hips.
This rolled her ass up and gave my dick a better angle and a deeper stroke. She let out a soft yell and wrapped her arms around my upper body. A dozen or so strokes later, her legs unwrapped from my hips and spread out in a wide vee. She was getting very close to coming.
I raised my hips extra high and my dick came out of her sex. She let out a yell of "No!" I reached down between us, grabbed my dick, and rubbed the slippery head against her anus. I pressed forward and then slowly lowered my hips.
My wife's mouth and eyes were wide but she didn't make a sound. Her hips were jerking and flexing as my dick went deeper and deeper. When my hips touched her ass, she took a deep gasping breath and moaned long and loud as her hips stopped moving.
As she let that breath out, I slowly lifted my hips. This brought a yell to her lips and her hips were jerking and bucking as she started to come long and hard. I'm not sure who was fucking who the hardest. A few minutes later, I didn't really care as I was coming myself.
Somehow, I kept my weight off her as her hips slowly rotated down. My softening dick came out of her ass. She didn't seem to notice. I grinned down at her slack jawed look and heavy breathing. "The winner and still champion," I whispered as I moved over to lie down beside her.
So much for Valentine's Day. From then on, I always made sure we had money for a honeymoon on our anniversary. There were a lot of fun ones but this one sticks in my mind so many years later.