A cuddle is the perfect cure to a bad day [MF]

I could tell you were having an off day as soon as I walked through the door. All the lights in the apartment were off, no sounds, no smells (I thought you were planning to bake today). I check the couch and the bathroom before discovering you curled up with Rosie in our bed. I call to her and she crawls out from under your arm, stretches, and walks over to me. I scratch her behind her ears before shrugging off my work clothes and climbing into bed and under the blankets behind you. You lift your head slightly as I maneuver my left arm under your neck and wrap my right arm around your chest just below your breasts. Your skin is warm, and I wonder if you’re not feeling well or if the increase in temperature is due to your hibernation in your blanket cave. As I settle in, I naturally match my breathing to yours and our chests rises and fall in harmony. I reach up with my right hand and run my fingers through your hair, and you grab my left hard as it protrudes from under the pillow and rest your cheek on my palm. Your inhale deeply through your nose taking in my scent and I sense some of the tension leave your body.

We lay there in silence for what seems like an eternity. Every so often you wriggle your butt and press back into me. Whether you are attempting to scratch an unseen itch or trying to get comfortable I don’t know. However, the feel of your barely closed posterior pressing into me activates an almost involuntary reaction. Finally, I press back while muttering, “If you keep scooting back we’re going to fall of the bed, hun.” I think I glimpse a shadow of a smile on your face as you immediately wriggle once more. I’m sure you have to feel my fledgling erection at this point, but I arch my back into you once more to make sure.

Your wriggle in response makes it quite clear that the game is afoot, and my next move is to brush the hair from your neck and lightly glide my fingers along the side of your neck. This elicits a sharp intake of breath from you, and I notice goosebumps erupting along your neck chest. At the same time you arch your neck towards my touch. Acting on my explorer tendencies, I decide to follow the trail to see how far they went. Unsurprisingly, I discover a whole new world of flesh open before my eyes as your body responds to my touch, craving the feel of me against your skin, anticipating my discovery of each new expanse. My fingers, glide lightly over your skin, soon find themselves drifting over the soft mounds of your breasts. As the trail shows no signs of stopping, I take the briefest of detours to investigate your nipples. Each of which seem to have joined in the game and are standing resolutely above the surrounding flesh.
You arch toward my touch again, your lips parting and a gasp escapes. Your hands reach for me wanting to explore my flesh as I explore yours. Sensing your intentions, my cock swells are your hands approach. My own hand envelops your breast, rolling your nipple between my fingers, feeling the hard nubs resist my gentle squeezes and tugs. As your hands get closer I tilt my hips upward creating separation between our bodies to allow you access. You turn and look up into my face, seeking out my expression as you begin to softly stroke my cock. It’s almost as if you are trying to read my face to see what I desire. My cock twitches at the warmth of your hand as your fingers close around it. Your gentle stroking of my foreskin causes me to unconsciously begin thrusting into your hand. As you turn your head I can see the questioning look in your eyes. In response, I release your breast and cradle your cheek in my hand as I bring my lips to yours.
My lips part and I can feel the electricity between us as our tongues touch mid-kiss. Meanwhile, your hand tightens on my cock in response to my thrusts, your body arches toward me bringing your breasts to rest against my chest and you face closer to mine. I try to tell you with a look that I share your yearning to be feel consumed by the other. I see the understanding in your eyes and you lean your cheek into my hand, your breath catching as our lips and tongues touch. The feel of my mouth on yours makes your heart flutter and your pussy gives a spasm of desire. I caress your tongue with mine as they dance back and forth. I’m trying to focus, but your hand on my cock is making it unbearably difficult. Sliding my hand down your neck I break our embrace and, turning your head, I press my warm lips on gently to the side of your neck. Over and over I leave a trail of kisses across your neck until I reach your earlobe. Your rhythmic breathing changes as I draw your lobe into my mouth and suck on the soft flesh.

This new sensation drives you to distraction and you begin to moan and write for me, reaching to pull me closer, wanting more of me. You gasp and arch toward me, begging for more. In response, I slide my hand slowly down your spine until it rests in the center of your lower back. My movement forces you to lose your grip on my cock, causing it to spring upward. With our bodies so close, it makes a soft *thwap* noise as it strikes your thigh at the top of its arc. I nip your lobe with my teeth and arch my back, probing with my cock as I press you closer with the hand on your back.

You let out a low whine when you hand releases my cock, but as your realize its proximity to your already dripping sex, you push yourself toward me, suddenly desperate to feel me inside you. Your movement causes my cock to brush your outer lips and my cock twitches with excitement. I move my hand over your hips and, grasping my hard phallus, I run the head up and down your engorged lips, smiling as I feel my pre-cum mixing with your own juices. I align myself at your opening and move my hand back to your cheek, gently moving your head so I can look in your eyes as I enter you. The sensation of my cock running along your sensitive flesh makes your pussy open like the delicate flower it is, awaiting my intrusion. You moan with need, reveling in the feeling of my twitching against your sex. You struggle to keep your eyes open, your lids heavy with pleasure, but you want to look into my eyes, to be reassured by my gaze and to see my answering look of longing.

I pause at your opening until your eyes come into focus. Once they do, I smile, and my lips open, even as I hold my breath, as I slide into you. I wordlessly try to express my longing for the feeling of your silky interior as it caresses my hardness. In this moment we become one. As you close your eyes again I tilt my head to the side and press my cheek to yours as I thrust upward, completely enclosing myself within you. Your eyes roll up and your body arches toward me, wanting to feel all of me deep inside yourself. Having me inside you, feeling my breath on your neck, and the increased rhythm of my heart against your chest makes you feel incredible, as if you were meant to be a part of me.

You pussy tightens around me, spasming at the pleasure of my intrusion. I wrap my left arm around your neck, and I can feel your pulse beneath my fingers as I continue to thrust in and out of your marvelous vagina. My other hand on your lower back presses us closer together, as if, by the combined effort, we can merge into one. I can feel your heartbeat in my own chest, and feel your breath fill your lungs. I never want to leave this place of happiness and warmth. As I thrust in and out of you, you begin to rock your hips to facilitate my motion, wanting to feel all of me with each thrust. You can feel your pleasure building and you cling to me, wanting more but also never wanting this moment to end.

I can sense your impending orgasm by your change in breathing and the way your moans have increased an octave. Gripping your waist, I roll onto my back so as to allow gravity to assist in filling your pussy with every available bit of my hardness. I synchronize my thrusts with the rocking of your hips, and I have to bite down hard on my lip to hold back as my head massages the spongy tissue of your g-spot. The change in position makes you feel impossibly full and you can feel yourself tighten around me. The feeling of my cock hitting your g-spot increases the advance of your building orgasm.

You take advantage of the new position by pressing your hands against my chest to leverage your thrusts. You look down at me, biting your lip and furrowing your brow as you feel yourself get closer to release. I slide my hands up your arms and behind your back where I curl my fingers over your shoulders. This grip allows me to pull your entire body downward to meet each upward thrust of my hips. I have to breathe deep to prevent from cumming as I look up into your eyes and see the passion in your face. Using the cue of your contracting brows, I increase my tempo, longing to hear you explode in relief and feel you convulse around me.

Between the added downward pressure, the speed of my thrusts, and the concentration you can see in my face, you fall over the edge, crying out as you tighten even further and cum. Forcing yourself to keep your eyes open on mine, you focus on my reactions and the maintaining the connection between us. As I feel you tense I lock onto your eyes. With my hands still on your shoulders, I pull you closer until our foreheads are touching, our eyes inches apart, and I can feel your eyelashes on mine as I blink. The shift in your positioning nearly causes my cock to slip out of you, but I raise my hips to maintain contact as you shudder and spasm.

Reaching back with my hands, I grasp two handfuls of your ass and repeatedly plunge myself into you like a piston. The sound of flesh on flesh crescendos as your orgasm peaks. Our shared contact, and the feeling of my hands on your ass, pulling you onto me again and again, intensifies your orgasm until you nearly lose consciousness. Your focus diminishes to only include my eyes and the incredible feeling of my cock inside your spasming pussy. You tighten around me even more before crying out and the pressure breaks, evidence of your orgasm gushes down my balls and pools beneath us.

The feeling of your juice cascading over my shaft and drenching my balls is too much to take and I cry out your name as I thrust deep inside you. I can feel my cock pulsing as wave after wave of my hot cum shoots out to intermingle with yours. I release one hand from your backside and pull your face toward mine. I struggle to keep my eyes open as I ride out my orgasm. My lips are trembling as I tilt my head down so that I can kiss you. My orgasm and your name on my lips only perpetuates your orgasm as you feel me swell inside you, and you continue to spasm around me, milking my cock for every last drop of my cum. You meet my lips with yours and savor the taste and feeling of my lips.

Your chest heaving, and your heart pounding after your incredible orgasm, you bring a hand up to cradle the side of my face and tangle your fingers in my hair, wanting to remain in this moment as long as possible. I wrap my arms around your back and roll us back over onto our sides. My cock gives one last spasm as it slides from your saturated vagina and comes to rest on your inner thigh as we lie together. I lean back and grab a towel from the nightstand and begin drying you off. After ensuring that you won’t chafe from the excess moisture, I lay the dry side of the towel underneath us and pull you close once more.

I peer into your eyes and run my fingers through your hair, my mind and body satisfied and filled with a bliss only available when I’m with you. You lean completely into me, letting me manipulate your body, enjoying the care my hands are providing you, and the heavy feeling your orgasm brought to your muscles. Your eyes search for my and, finding them, endeavor to express how happy your are, how right it feels to be in my arms, and how much you never want to leave. You curl up into me, content to share in the silent but powerful moment and to feel my fingers in your hair which cause small shiver to run through your highly sensitized body.

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