He woke me up with his lips wrapped firmly around my clit. I didn’t realize this right away though. At first I was only aware of feeling deliciously erotic as I slowly regained consciousness after a long, deep sleep. By the time I realized what he was doing my body was already responding naturally to this pure, uncut pleasure.
He was gentle … almost too gentle. But it felt so good! I almost didn’t want him to know I was awake for fear that he’d stop. But he knew. Without losing contact with my pussy, he glanced up at me and winked. I smiled and relaxed, resolved to wring as much pleasure out of this as I possibly could.
But as he continued to suckle and manipulate my clit with his mouth, I slowly began to crave more. I wanted him inside me … I needed to feel his weight on top of me. But I know my man. He won’t stop until I scream, so I settled back to enjoy this delicious morning treat.
And it didn’t take him to long to get me there, either. With a little nudge of my hips, he began to lick and suck faster and harder. And just when I began to feel that first flutter of an orgasm, he added his fingers into the mix.
Yes … right there … like that!
I’m not sure if I spoke out loud or if he could read my mind, because it just got better and better. I grabbed his head to hold him in that exact position. He was so compliant, allowing me to grind against his face harder and harder. And then suddenly, my mind exploded into a million little stars, and I was flying to the moon!
I didn’t even get a chance to catch my breath before he was on top of me, cramming his enormous dick inside me as I slowly came back down to earth.
“Good morning,” he whispered, kissing me on my upturned lips. I could taste myself on his mouth.
“Good morning to you,” I replied when he finally let me up for air. I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him closer, and when I did so, he closed his eyes and moaned.
I loved the way he rolled his hips in a nice, steady rhythm. He was still being gentle, knowing that I’m sensitive down there after I cum. But I could feel the urgency in his movements. He was trying to restrain himself, but his need was mounting. I appreciated his patience.
Finally fully recovered, I was ready for him to take me. I was ready for him to let go and wrench his pleasure from my body. I started to match each one of his thrusts with an even harder one of my own. He moaned louder and began to pound into me a little faster.
This was better, but I could tell he was still holding back. Grabbing my knees, I helped him shift his weight so that he could put my legs around my shoulders. Now he was as deep inside me as he could possibly get, and it left me breathless.
“Go ahead,” I urged him. “Take your pussy!”
That’s all he needed to hear. Rising up onto his knees and using my thighs to brace himself, he started to pound his way to glory. His groans sounded raw and wild, and I was just as loud.
I watched as he threw his head back in ecstasy, his eyes shut and his neck muscles taut. He was getting close, which was a good thing. His weight on my thighs was making it harder and harder for me to breathe. But there was no way I was going to stop him. Not when he was so very close to nirvana.
Somehow he managed to pound even harder, even faster. And he angled his body towards me so that his pelvis hit my quivering clit hard. It felt so good it almost hurt!
Now my own orgasm was building and he could tell. Releasing one of my thighs, he used one hand to brace himself on the bed. Then he started hitting it so hard, my own hips lifted off the bed with each thrust. I grabbed his arms for support and couldn’t help it when my fingernails dug into his flesh.
He was frowning now, his face showing the strain of his exertion. Sweat dripped from his forehead and mingled with my own. His moans were more like growls and that just amped up my own ardor. His dick felt so painfully good, tears formed in my eyes.
And then our eyes met … and suddenly we were in the exact same place: teetering on the edge of an abyss so deep it was almost scary.
I bit my lip as my climax began to take hold. And as much as I wanted to keep watching him, I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore. This was about to be a huge one, and I was powerless to stop it.
Just as my body exploded in pleasure, he let go, too. I don’t know who screamed louder, me or him. And then we were floating together in paradise.
It took us longer than usual to recover. He held me so tightly in his arms, his heartbeat felt like my own. We were panting and purring and whispering those little nonsensical words one whispers in these moments. He planted sweet little kisses on my forehead. I buried my face in his muscled chest and sighed contentedly.
And then the alarm clock went off signaling that it was time to get ready for work. I really do love me some morning sex!