It had been one of those days where everything that they touched seemed to end in disaster. The storm caused traffic, which was always bad, to crawl at a snail's pace and stop many times. So finally, after a ten-hour day, and a three-hour commute, Ted and Georgette were home. Now that the peanut butter and jelly was cleaned up, and the cats were fed, the husband and wife changed into their jammies, brushed, flossed, and curled up in bed.
Ted and Georgette had been married for almost a year. In fact, their first anniversary was this coming Sunday.
Theirs was a wonderful marriage, with a nice house and two zany but lovable cats. While they had known each other four years, to Ted and Georgette, being newlyweds was something special. Being married was different in very nice ways; different than their courtship and even the year they lived together. They were husband and wife and that suited them just fine.
Georgette snuggled against Ted. She loved the way she fit in the crook of his arm and how it gently wrapped around her body. Ted felt the warmth and compassion flowing from his wife. They cuddled silently, content with each other's closeness.
Ted and Georgette were young, newlyweds, and horny. A bad day at work and a horrible commute were no real obstacles to their passion and tonight Ted made the first move. He moved his arm and stroked Georgette's back. At the same time, he kissed the top of her head. She responded with a content sigh and started to rub her hand across his chest. He liked that. Ted slid down so that he and Georgette were looking eye to eye. They started to kiss. Georgette loved Ted's kisses. They kissed good-bye each morning and again when he picked her up after work. They kissed before going to sleep each night. But, Georgette especially loved the types of kisses they were sharing at that moment, because these almost always lead to naked passion.
Ted stroked one of Georgette's breasts through her nightshirt. He gently tickled her nipple by lightly moving his thumb back and forth over the nub and she (Georgette's nipple) showed her appreciation by standing on edge. Georgette adjusted her position slightly providing Ted a bit more room to work as a small, almost imperceptible sigh crept from her. The lovers continued to kiss.
After several minutes, Ted gently broke their embrace and rolled Georgette on to her back. Starting with the top button, he nimbly released it and placed a soft kiss where the button had been. He then covered the area between the folds of Georgette's nightshirt with kisses and slowly kissed down her body until he was blocked by the next button. He skillfully freed the button and caressed Georgette's skin with his lips and tongue. She knew where he was heading and was quite content to let Ted dawdle.
Georgette closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of Ted's lips and tongue against her skin. As she lay there, her mind raced with vivid memories and fantasies about she and her husband. There was plenty of material to draw from and she soon felt a warm tingle between her legs that pulsated through her body.
Ted liberated the last button and pulled her nightshirt open. Georgette, anticipating Ted's next move, raised her hips to allow him access to remove her panties. However, Ted had other intentions and started slowly moving back up her body. He followed the slightly damp trail back to his starting point, then took a left and kissed his way to Georgette's breast. He sharply and repeatedly flicked her nipple with the tip of his tongue drawing a soft gasp from his wife. She very much enjoyed the dance between nipple and tongue. As he slowly licked and kissed his way to her other nipple, Georgette moaned again.
While Ted's tongue concentrated on Georgette's breasts, his fingers traced light lines up and down her inner thighs. Ted moved slowly up one leg and ever so lightly ran a finger across her panty-clad pussy. Georgette gasped and opened her legs wider, hinting at what she wanted. Ted simply ran his hand down the opposite thigh.
Georgette growled and reached for what she knew would allow her to even-up the tease matrix -- Ted's cock. Using the flat of her hand, she gently rubbed his semi-hard member. She encouraged it to come to attention and felt it strain against the material of his boxers.
The lovers enjoyed each other's ministrations. Ted focused on Georgette's breasts but continued to tease her thighs and pussy. Georgette stroked and petted Ted's cock. It was a challenge of wills with each lover silently triple-dog daring the other to concede. Ted lost. He quickly rolled off the bed and pulled his boxers to the floor. With a yelp of victory, Georgette quickly stripped. Returning to the bed the lovers abandoned their gentle teasing. Now they were serious.
Georgette had always said Ted's tongue should be bronzed and wanted him to prove it once again. He kissed, licked, and nibbled down her body and over her tummy. Georgette grew excited anticipating the tongue-lashing she very badly wanted.
Ted moved down ... down ... down ... down and just as Georgette expected the fist lash from his tounge, he paused, hovering just above her pussy. She grabbed his head and attempted to guide him to her wet pussy. But, he resisted. "Damn it Ted! You can't get me all worked up then stop like that. Eat me, you bastard," Georgette commanded.
Ted smiled, reached up, and tweaked a hard nipple. He then ran his tongue up and down the outside of Georgette's pussy. He licked the lips and surrounding skin but every time Georgette thought he was going to go further, he shifted away. After a sufficient amount of begging, Ted spread her lips and licked the inside.
Georgette tasted wonderful and Ted ran his tongue up and down and in and out of her slit. But, he expertly avoided her clit. Georgette was groaning for more. Actually, she was begging for more. She offered him money, she offered him power, she offered him anything he wanted, she offered him the mother of all blowjobs (which made him pause). But, whatever she offered, he took a rain check and dived in for more. He ran his tongue up slowly, closer to her clit but skillfully pullingd away at the last moment.
Finally, after a series of extremely creative "pleas", Ted acquiesced and flicked his tongue over Georgette's clit. Then it happened; something that never happened to either of them before or after that night -- not during their courtship, nor during their engagement, wedding night, honeymoon, nor even in the year they had been married. And, it would not happen again in all their long marriage.
It was unbelievable! Ted was dumbfounded because at the exact moment his tongue found what Georgette wanted it to find, she started to laugh. Not some little snicker, or romantic giggle, she started to guffaw. It was a deep belly laugh -- an "I am being tickled with a feather duster" laugh.
Georgette thrashed about, laughing hysterically and each time he touched her clit, Georgette would just laugh harder. Georgette was thrashing about so much that Ted had to pull away or else she would knee him in the side of the head. All Ted could do was to wait for Georgette to calm down. However, she was showing no signs of calming and was in fact, laughing so hard she was holding her belly and crying.
Ted was shocked, confused, and defeated. His confidence was shattered. His ego and cock deflated. He rolled over on his side and just laid there, crestfallen and waited for his wife to stop laughing. He tried to work through the problem. Did HE do something? Was Georgette was laughing at HIM?
It took several minutes for Georgette to calm down. Wiping the tears from her eyes, she spooned up to Ted's dejected back and whispered a sweet apology into his ear. She whispered sweet nothings again and received little in the way of acknowledgement. Georgette knew she would have to apologize in a very special way and her apology would have to make Ted's toes curl.
Georgette got out of bed and walked around to Ted's side. She then pushed her dejected husband onto his back. Climbing back on the bed she settled between his legs and gently grabbed his deflated cock. She put the entire flaccid cock in her mouth and let it slide out slowly. She again put Ted's cock into her mouth and let it slip out. She knew her husband well enough to know it would not take much to convince his cock to wake up. And, she was right. Almost immediately Ted's cock stiffened, answering the invitation of Georgette's warm, wet mouth.
Georgette was having fun. She mixed things up and never did anything for long. She licked up and down the underside of Ted's shaft. Her tongue scampered from balls to head, and ended with a quick flourish over the tip. Georgette engulfed the head and played with his balls. Ted responded with a smile and a moan. Georgette felt triumphant because Ted's cock soon exceeded its full potential.
Georgette knew how to please her husband. But, if this was going to end well for her she needed some attention. She made a path of kisses up Ted's body, just as he had done to her. Reaching his face, she planted a wet kiss onto his lips and their tongues mingled for several moments. "Am I forgiven?" Georgette asked in a very pouty voice.
Ted said nothing. He simply rolled Georgette on her back and nestled his face between her legs. He wanted nothing more than to taste her juices and dove into her very wet pussy. Spreading her lips, he ran his tongue up and down her wet opening. Cautiously he ran his tongue over her clit and was rewarded by a moan and not laughter. Satisfied, he made quick circles over Georgette's clit, causing her to shudder in pleasure.
Georgette was in a lustful rush. Teased mercilessly by her husband, laughing hysterically, pleasuring her husband, and now pleasured by him, all worked her into a sexual frenzy. It was not long before she screamed and climaxed.
Ted lifted Georgette's legs onto his shoulders. His initial thrust was hard and deep. He quickly pulled back and once again rammed his cock deep into his wife. Ted hugged Georgette's legs to his chest as he rapidly drove deep into her. Georgette grabbed her tits and pinched her nipples. She bit her lip to suppress her cries of ecstasy. The headboard loudly slammed against the wall as Ted repeatedly drove hard and deep into his wife. Sweat poured down his chest as Georgette wantonly encouraged her lover to increase his efforts.
Georgette came at least once. But, it could have been more because she could not tell if it was one long orgasm or several orgasms strung together. Georgette did not give a fuck. One orgasm or many, Georgette's pussy tightened around Ted's cock and with one final, mad thrust, he came. Georgette felt the result deep within her.
Ted slowly released Georgette's legs and happily collapsed next to his wife, exhausted. He rolled on to his side and gently pushed his cock back into his wife. Georgette lay on her back with her legs draped over Ted's hips. Breathing heavy, sweaty and exhausted, and thoroughly replete, she enjoyed the feeling of Ted's cock slowly relaxing within her.
Eventually, the lovers crawled under the covers and Georgette settled next to Ted. She loved the way she fit in the crook of his arm and how it gently wrapped around her body. Ted felt the warmth and compassion flowing from his wife. They lie silently, content with each other's closeness.
The rain continued outside. As Georgette was drifting to a peaceful slumber, she thought she heard the sound of laughter. Not a guffaw or "I am being tickled with a feather duster" laugh, but a quiet, gentle loving giggle, mixed with the sounds of rain.
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