Best Morning I’ve Ever Had

Skip to ** for sexy-times. Hope you guys enjoy, still rings true as one of my favorite experiences.

I passed out at a party, and woke up on a couch, looking into the kitchen at a goddess making a pot of coffee. She was wearing a thin flower print sundress and a purple crop-top. Her long curly brown hair hung down her shoulders, and she flashed me a smile as I stretched on the couch, and she offered me a cup of coffee.

We were up early, very early. She said she always woke up this early, and the couch didn't exactly allow for my deepest sleep, so the light clanking woke me up, but honestly after seeing her I was grateful.

We went out on the back porch and sat on a couch as we reminisced about the party before. It was quite a large one (a moving in party for my friend), and we didn't remember meeting one another (though there was a hint in the air that we both regretted that). She was friends with the roommate of a mutual friend of mine, and similarly passed out upstairs in her friend Jenna's bed.

She pulled out her pipe and packed the bowl., asking if I smoked. I said sure, and she told me I probably wouldn't like the first hit, but that I'd get used to it. It was a bowl of weed mixed with some random other herbs, at it tasted like potpourri. She smiled at the face I must have made, and I noticed her blue eyes looking up at me.

We chatted a while, getting the pleasantries out of the way and both of us casually affirming that we had no significant others. She had scooted closer to me over the course of the conversation. The conversation turned to her saying she had just broken up with her boyfriend a few months before and admitted to being in a bit of a dry spell.

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I told her that now “I wish even more than I met you last night.” And she looked over at me, giving me that beautiful smile again. She said, “why last night, and not this morning?”

I stammered a bit, and her eyes looked mischievously up at me, as she put her hand on my thigh. She leaned in an kissed me, she tasted like coffee and flowers and kissed unabashedly. She placed my hand on her side as she turned to face me, kicking her knees on the couch. The way her sundress opened exposed her legs, and I began to rub her calves and inch my way farther up her thighs as we kissed.

She began to open and rotate her outer leg, opening it and coaxing my hand toward her. I teased her inner thighs and began to grace my fingers on her underwear, lightly teasing her lips as her gasps and moans interrupted our kisses. Her hand clumsily began to tear at my pants as I teased her, but I focused attention back on her, and peeled back her panties.

I got off the couch, spread her legs, and went down on her. She was sopping wet, tasted . I pressed my tongue flat on her clit and she moaned the most glorious and sexy moan I've ever heard while grinding her hips upward to get friction on my tongue.

I began to use my fingers to play with her lips as I flicked her clit with my tongue. I began to insert my finger inside of her, slowly, as she pushed her hips farther down on my fingers. I built up a rhythm alternating between my tongue and my fingers pushing in and out, driving her wild. She had one hand on my head and another was squeezing her breast. She clamped her legs around my head as she bucked underneath me and held my face still.

She panted, and relaxed a moment before dragging me back up onto the couch and pulling my pants down. I had built up a rock hard erection watching the amazing sight of her orgasm, and I was ready to go. She looked at me seductively and licked my head with a flattened tongue, kissing underneath my head and pulling back the skin on my shaft, grabbing lightly at the base. She enclosed the head and began to bob lightly, swirling her tongue through-out and giving me one of the most amazing feelings I have ever felt. She pulled the skin back, pressed her warm hand against my balls lightly, and began to rub while she pushed my cock further and further into her mouth.

She was holding me down with her arm and doing all of the work, her head moving faster and faster, and her hand alternating between holding the base and squeezing and tugging on my balls. I felt and immense orgasm building up in side of me, and I know she could tell. She began to bob a bit more frantically, making her motion alternate between rhythmic and erratic. I was on the edge, waiting for release, and I let her know.

She looked up at me while her hand pumped away, alternating between tight squeezes and loose grip, and she kept the head in her mouth, furiously swirling her tongue. I came harder than I ever have, bursting into her mouth and she worked every last drop out of me, sat back on her knees and looked up at me with that smile that started my day. She got back up on the couch while I recomposed myself and put my pants back on, and she leaned her head on my shoulder while draping a hand around me.

It would still be a couple of hours until anyone else woke up.

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