The Morning Wears On

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Both still lying on the bed, with me still between your legs, I rest my head on your thigh. Your chest is still rising and falling quickly as you come down from the heights of your orgasm. You face and chest are both flushed, while strands of hair stick to your face. The sun is now streaming through a crack in the curtains and its golden beam strikes you across your glorious breasts and creamy tummy. The room is warm, both from the sun, and also our recent activity. Lazily I turn my head slightly to the side, and blow another raspberry on your thigh.

You call me an arsehole and giggle as you throw my pillow at me. I easily duck it, and then move myself up the bed. I’m now on my back, lying beside you. You look over at me, and see that I am looking down at your body. Your eye’s travel further down and see that my dick is doing its best impression of an iron bar. Still recovering from the purple earthquake which ripped through your body a few minutes ago, you slowly trace the back of your fingers down the side of my hip, and then gently reach over and wrap your fingers around my shaft. I close my eyes and shudder, focusing on how great it feels.

‘Is that for me?’ You ask. I grunt an affirmative, as your hand begins to slowly pump up and down on my hard cock. I don’t think I ever recall being this hard. Not since I was a teenager at least. Your hand is gently encircling my penis as it rubs up and down quite casually. Every now and then however you give my dick a good squeeze. I groan in ecstasy when you do this. My breathing has become quite course. My eyes stay closed, so I can continue to focus on your ministrations.

A few moments later, your light touch around my dick is suddenly gone. ‘Aww!’ I protest. But then I feel the bed shift a little. I instantly pop open my eyes. Looking over I see that you are moving down the bed so that your able to look directly at my penis. When your face draws level with my hips, you just stare at my painfully erect cock.

You and I both watch it throb and jerk upwards in time with my heartbeat. As my cock continues to twitch and jerk around on its own, you look up at me, and I can see that you are holding your hands quite deliberately to yourself.

I wait for you to do something, but you just keep looking up at me. There is a wistful look in your eyes. I can see that you earnestly want to play with my dick, but you are holding back, like a child does as they wait for permission to play with a toy that isn’t theirs. Then I realise, you are waiting for my permission.

Smiling as I put my hands behind my head and look up towards the ceiling I say to you in a nonchalant tone ‘Be a good girl and suck my cock for me.’

I immediately feel your hand around my shaft again. I can’t help it, but I jump a little as you do, your fingers are cold on the sensitive and burning hot skin of my shaft. You take a firm grasp of the base of my rock hard penis. As you do, you can feel how engorged I have become. You can feel as it pulses in your grasp, so strongly it makes your fist move.

A few moments later I feel your lips press against the bulbous head, giving it a gentle kiss. I inhale sharply. Then I feel your tongue exploring my helmet. After a minute or two of this, I can’t stand it anymore and look down to see what you are doing.

You are looking up at my face with pure lust in your eyes as your tongue continues to swish around the spongy head of my cock. As soon as our eye’s lock I can see the evil smile in them. You had been waiting for me to look at you. You then transfer your full attention to my stiff penis. Using the hand which has a tight grip on the base of my cock, you direct it towards your beautiful pink lips. Quickly, you envelope the head of my cock in those luscious lips and I can feel them form a perfect seal around the head of my cock, just below the ridge. I am in exquisite ecstasy. I focus on the sensations which emanate from my hard member. The warm embrace of your lips is mixed with a wet sensation which is hard to describe. It feels glorious.

I can feel your tongue flick out and touch the opening of my penis, where you lap up the pre-cum which had been oozing out of its own accord during my heightened state of arousal. You make contented noises as your tongue seeks out every drop. My hands grip the bed sheets, scrunching them up as I seek to maintain control. But I can’t possibly last long. Not with how turned on I am right now.

Your other hand now cups my balls, your fingers playfully rolling them around. I tense as you do this. I realise exactly how vulnerable I am right now. I feel your hand begin to squeeze them, and my heart races for a moment, and then suddenly you release them and content yourself with raking your finger nails over my ball sack. I shiver in delight, at the mixture of pleasure and pain.

Your head is now rhythmically bobbing up and down on my shaft. Each time you are taking more and more of it into your mouth. You have curled your lips over your teeth, and have lubed my cock with your saliva. This enables you to bop up and down faster. You hand still strokes my shaft up and down but it also is now at a significantly increased pace. Looking further down I can see that your other hand is buried between your thighs as you finally slurp the whole of cock into your mouth.

‘Oh you are such a good girl. Look at that! My good little girl has my cock in her mouth. You like having my cock in your mouth don’t you?’ I hear you enthusiastically agree around my cock. You try and impale your throat on my cock. I can feel you trying to force yourself even further down. Suddenly you gag, and your eyes begin to water, but you keep going. As if your sole goal is to stab my cock into the back of your throat.

You suddenly pull your fingers from your angry red pussy and reach up, seeking out my mouth. I see what you are doing and immediately move myself to suck on them. You taste and smell amazing, and your fingers are literally dripping with your juices. As I suck on your fingers, you change your technique, and start powerfully sucking my dick each time you bob up on it. As if you are trying to draw my orgasm out of me.

Between the taste of your fantastic pussy and this new sensation I can’t help myself, my hips start bucking off the bed stabbing my cock further into the back of your mouth. ‘Ughhhhh’ I grunt. “Oh baby I’m going to cum. Have you been a good little girl?’ Another spasm wracks through my body and my hips jerk off the bed involuntarily. My hands are on the back of your head pushing you even further down on to my cock. ‘Is my good little girl ready?’ I ask. Just then I hear you gag as my dick hits the back of your throat. This combined with all the other sensations, sends me over the edge.

Raising my hips off the bed one last time I shudder as my orgasm quickly explodes through me. There is a roaring in my head and suddenly I can’t see. Everything is bursts of bright lights, and sudden darkness. I can feel thick ropey strands of cum blasting out of my cock. Your eyes go wide as those strands of thick hot jism suddenly hit the back of your throat. Quickly it pools in your mouth and you have to start to swallow as fast as you can. You continue to suck on my pole like a champion.

My cock eventually stops pumping out wads of cum, and I start to shudder due to the post orgasmic sensitivity of my knob. You continue to swish your tongue around its head, trying to lap up every errant drop of my cum. ‘That’s a good girl, you can stop now.’ I say to you, but you don’t seem to be listening. You are lost in your own world of delight. The sensation of your tongue is now becoming almost unbearable. In desperation I give you a sharp smack on your pale rump. The sound is like a whip crack. You immediately stop, and pop my cock out of your mouth.

Looking up at me you waggle my now slightly softer cock at me and you smile wickedly. I smile back at you. Reaching down I take your hand and pull you up to lie next to me, face to face. Leaning over I kiss you deeply on the lips. As the kiss goes on I feel you relax into me, which is exactly when I give you another sharp smack on your glorious arse. You give a squeal of delight, and then rest your head on my chest.

Smiling like the village idiot I lay back and stare up at the ceiling, after a minute or two I start to doze off. Just before the warm embrace of sleep takes me, I murmur.

‘You are such a good girl.’

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