Morgan and I

“Morgan!” I gasped as he slid his hard rod into me. He quickly pulled out, then just put his tip inside me.
“Quit teasing me, goddamn it.” I glared at him. He pushed his full length inside me and held it there for a second. He pulled out then repeatedly slammed into me.
I moved my left hand and put it on my breast, playing with the nipple. Morgan moved his head down, licking my breast.
“Harder… faster…” I breathed out. He grunted and pounded into me faster. I wrapped my legs around his waist and scratched his back, feeling nothing but pleasure.
“Tianna… I’m going to cum.” he gasped out, making me moan and arch my back. He put his head down and took my breast into his mouth, making me reach my peak.
“Morgan! Ugh, I’m cuu-uuming!” I yelled. I arched my back and pushed him towards me. His whole body hardened as he came inside me. He groaned as he pulled out of me. I layer on top of him and kissed his neck.
” I love you Morgan.” I whispered into his ear.
“I love you, too baby.” He said as he fell asleep. I smiled and got up, needing to take a shower. I pulled the blankets onto him and walked into the connected bathroom. I turned on the water and made sure it was the right temperature before jumping in the shower.
I started feeling aroused again, my hands automatically slid up my belly. Playing with my belly piercing, sliding my fingertips between my breasts. I started playing with my nipples, gasping lightly. I turned around, facing the shower head. I imagined Morgans mouth attached to my breast. His hand touching my other breast, pulling and tweaking my nipple.
My nipples hardened instantly. I slid my right hand back down my belly. I touched my outer vagina lids, making my legs shake a bit. I adjusted the shower-head, sliding down the shower so I was sitting on the ground with the water falling down on my open clit. I played with my nub for a bit before sliding a finger inside me.
I gasped and arched my back. I added another finger inside me, pounding my fingers inside me. Which instantly brought me to my climax. I stopped playing with my nipple and pulled my fingers out of myself.
“Having fun, without me?” Morgan accused. I smiled and looked at him,
“Yes.” I said.
“Tsk Tsk Tsk. Someone needs a punishment.” He said smirking.
“Oh yes, master. I misbehaved, I deserve a punishment.” I said, faking sadness.

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One Response to “Morgan and I”

  1. scar023 says:

    Very nice. Wish I could catch someone doing that and punish them. Good story.

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