Chapter 42

John woke to find himself spooned up behind his naked wife, his cock stiff and pressed against the warm flesh of her asscheeks. He smiled to himself as he woke slowly and laid a hand on her supple hip to hold her in place. He briefly thought about what Malcolm had told him the night before. Was this erection his own, or one of those chemically induced? He shrugged off the worry. Anita began stirring awake, and his stiff cock felt good pressed against her backside.

Anita stirred awake to the pleasant and familiar sensation of her husband’s aroused cock pressing into her rear. He was so horny in the mornings, especially if he didn’t have to work. She shifted her hand to touch his, on her hip, then reached up to rub the sleep from her eyes. Looking over her shoulder at him, she gave him a soft smile of love, then a contented sigh escaped her lips. Raising a leg slightly, she shifted her hips closer to John, and was rewarded when he nudged closer. His stiff prick slipped between her legs, and Anita stuffed the engorged cockhead in between her slick pussylips. John pushed in until he was balls deep.

“Oh, baby, I just love to wake up this way!” she gasped happily. She had already had a small orgasm just from his cock slipping inside her. Now that he was slowly sawing back and forth in her aroused cunt, she was in heaven. “Fuck me, John, fuck me!” she begged.

“Mmmm...” John murmured happily as he fucked his wife slowly. Her pussy felt so hot and tight and slick, it was like his cock was in an oily vise. He rolled her over so that she was face down on the bed, swinging over her without missing a single stroke, then straddled her thighs and drew up his knees. He gazed happily down at her plump ass and began shoving his cock into her cunt hard. He began slamming into her, waking her completely.

Anita began moaning and crying out as she orgasmed repeatedly. “Fuck me, John! Fuck me! I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” She tried to raise up and shove back at him, but his weight was too great for her; she could only lay there and take the marvelous fucking she was receiving and gasp as she came. “Harder!” she begged.

Across the hall, Laurie and Cory woke to the screams of their mother screwing their father. The two girls were naked beneath the covers, surrounded and half laying on the toys they had been playing with the night before. Before John had kicked them out of the room, the two girls had been daisy chain eating with their mother. Now, as they listened to Anita being fucked, they began to get ideas. Cory looked over at her sister and smiled. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

Laurie grinned widely. “What, that we should be getting some of this action, too?” She tumbled out of bed and pulled her sister upright. “Come on, what are you waiting for?”

Cory grabbed her robe and wrapped it around herself, then tossed its mate to her sister. Together, dressed only in skimpy and short silk robes, they left their bedroom and went across the hall to their parents’ room. Laurie led the way, and when she got to the door, didn’t bother knocking. She simply opened the door and barged in, leading Cory.

John looked up as his daughters came in but didn’t miss a stroke. Anita, her face turned away from the door, never even noticed. John simply grinned at the girls.

“Way to go, Dad!” said Laurie.

Anita turned her face towards the door. “Morning, girls. Did we wake you?” she asked.

“I’ll say!” admitted Cory. “Jeez, Dad must really have you going!”

Another orgasmic spasm wracked through the beautiful mother, and she gasped as she nodded agreement. “Oh, yes!” she weakly answered.

“Well, we’re next!” announced Laurie, taking off her robe.