I woke up the next morning as the sun began working in through the cracks of the curtains. At first, until my memory came back, it was just the normal morning and I reveled in snuggling up to my wife under the comforter. I began to come back to reality as I heard noise from the other bed. My head popped up and I looked over to see Jimmy, still asleep, spooning up behind Molly with his hand unconsciously cupping one of her exposed tits. I blinked a couple of times to make sure I was actually awake and seeing things straight. Then the memories of bedtime last night came flooding back. I leaned back from Lisa and looked down between us, across my bare chest and her naked back, all the way down to where my limp dick was pressed up against her ass.
As I realized it hadn't been a dream, my dick didn't stay limp for long. I kind of felt bad about it, knowing how little Lisa liked to be woken up in the morning before she was ready. But there was just too much bare flesh in sight to keep it down. I watched as the normal morning wood, combined with the situation, quickly popped my dick up to nearly full mast. Now what?
I decided to just let it nestle in between Lisa's ass cheeks and cuddle back in, keeping things as quiet as possible until she woke up. I even managed to keep my hands off her nipples, as bad as I wanted to play. I was nearly back to sleep when Lisa moved her head and kicked her feet just a little, signifying her impending waking. I continued to just lay there and let her progress at her own pace.
She lay still for a few more minutes before taking a deep breath, then raising her hand to put it on my upper arm where it wrapped around her ribs. She hit a sudden stop, and I assumed she just realized that we were all naked. I could only imagine that, alcohol and hormones now out of her system, she would freak, pushing me away, and demanding I get something for her to put on.
Instead, she gave a tentative little push back with her ass, as if feeling to confirm that we were really fully naked and that really was my cock against her ass. Question answered, the memories of last night must have come back to her and, much to my pleasure, she held onto my arm a little tighter and cuddled back to me, giving her ass a little shake as she did so. Together as one, we just lay there and I realized it was almost as if we were still in that post-sex glow from the previous night.
After a while, we heard motion from the other bed as Molly began to wake up. Lisa and I watched for a reaction as Molly rubbed her eyes, lifted her head to look at the clock, and then looked down at her exposed torso with Jimmy's hand still cupping her tit. After a slight pause to consider, she let out the breath she had been holding and dropped her head back on her pillow. She looked over at the two of us watching her and, with a cute little smile, said, "Good morning."
Jimmy, too, began to stir as we all just soaked in the joy of waking slowly rather than to the commotion of children setting the schedule for getting up. Realizing Lisa was having no adverse response to waking up in a room of naked people, I slid my hand up and gave her tit a little squeeze before teasing her nipple with just the tips of my fingers. In response, she pressed her hips back against my cock and I gave a little push back forward. It was nothing terribly obscene, just a little playful. Jimmy, too, became a little more animated as he gave first one tit, then the other a good, full-handed squeeze. He then slid his hand down her ribs. Covered by their sheet from there, I could only make an educated guess that he slid his hand down between he and Molly to make a little 'adjustment' to his cock before pulling his hand back out and put it on her hip, pulling it back against him.
"So what time is our appointment?" Lisa asked. As something to do during the trip, the girls had scheduled us for a guided tour of a local brewery. Neither of them were really beer drinkers, but they set it up as a bit of consolation to the two of us guys for putting up with their gossip and girl talk all weekend. That was, of course, before the weekend had taken the surprising turn last night.
Looking at the clock, Molly quickly calculated that we had just less than two hours to get all of us up, showered, and out the door.
"Two hours? Sounds like plenty of time to me," I said as I began to run my hand down between Lisa's thighs.
"Oh good grief," she playfully argued as she reached back to my hip and pushed me away from her. With a flare of drama, I fell onto my back and let out an over exaggerated sigh of mock frustration.
"I don't know, I don't think it would take me too long," Jimmy tried to resurrect the argument. "Should be plenty of time." He gave a couple of good hip thrusts against Molly, using his hand on her hip to provide more resistance and pressure.
"You two are so male," Lisa groaned. With a laugh Molly added, "No doubt."
"And you two seemed to rather enjoy our 'maleness' last night," I said. With their silence, I decided I won that argument.
"All right, I'll be the first," Molly said, throwing back the covers and rolling out of bed. She got up, grabbed a few things and headed in to take a shower.
As the three of us lay there, listening to the shower turn on, Jimmy reached for the TV remote and began flipping through the channels. While I watched the screen, waiting for him to settle on something, Lisa rolled over to me, and throwing a leg over, slid over on top of me. My heart quickened just a beat or two as she lay on top of me and her furry mound lay on top of my half-hard cock. She leaned in and gave me a few leisurely pecks on the lips before resting her head on my shoulder. As I ran my hands down her back to simply rest them on her ass, she gave a little roll of the hips to grind against my now stiffening cock. As she applied pressure, her curly hairs tickled the bottom of my cock and then down over my balls. She finished the down-stroke, then after a few seconds rest, slowly rolled her hips back up the length of my shaft. As I looked over, Jimmy was entirely locked in on the program he had found and unaware of our activities, or he was intentionally keeping his awareness hidden from us. Either way, I didn't really care.
I caressed my hands as low on her ass as I could reach, then out to the sides, communicating my desire for her legs to be spread wider. Taking my hint, Lisa bent her knees and pulled them up, causing her to be closer to squatting on my now hard cock than simply laying on it. From the new position, she continued the slow up and down strokes of her mound and I simply ran my hands up and down her back, just giving that gentle, loving encouragement of a lover in the hands of another.
After several minutes of nearly identical strokes, Lisa made another up-stroke along my shaft but moved up higher than before, sliding far enough that her pussy actually slid up and past the end of my bulging head. She again made the customary pause before sliding back down, but this time the head of my dick slid up between her thighs before making contact with her now wet, hot pussy lips. Without any pause whatsoever, she continued the down stroke, impaling herself on me. As she bottomed out, she again paused and I let out a sigh of contentment, simply enjoying the feeling of being wrapped in my wife's pussy.
For the next ten minutes, the slow sensual rhythm continued. Up stroke until only the head of my dick rested between her lips, pause, down stroke to my balls, pause. The two of us lay there, and slowly made love as Jimmy, apparently oblivious, was only feet away, in broad daylight, watching TV. I was so mesmerized, I didn't even hear Molly finish in the shower and come back out into the room.
"All right, who's next?" she asked with a definite cheer in her voice. I looked over to see her standing by their suitcase, still completely naked but for the towel wrapped around her hair.
