I can’t get enough of your cock in the morning. Rarely a full erection, rather just enough to curve your cock in an ever so seductive way. I love to lift the sheets and watch it twitch ever so slightly. I trace my fingers around your thigh, closer and closer to your balls where I cup them sweetly with my hand. You shift ever so slightly in your sleep. I place my head under the sheet, my breath hot against your skin.
I trace your beautifully lithe body with my tongue, down your happy trail, a small sidetrack to your hip bone. I trail a series of kisses down the top of your leg. The shift in your breath tells me that you are awake, almost. I nestle my head in between your legs, my hands tracing up the massively strong thighs that you used to pull yourself deep inside me last night, forcing me to arch my back and scream. I take a gentle lick, from the base of your shaft to the tip of your head. I taste my favorite concoction; your cum and my juices that have dried on your shaft after we collapsed against each other, our orgasms melding our bodies.
I can feel the blood rushing into your cock, filling it as I gently place the head in my mouth. The tip of it barely drags on my tongue, a little drip of pre-cum salting my throat. I suck more intensely as your cock continues to grow and fill. You are in that happy euphoric place between wake and sleep. I lightly finger your balls as you place your hand on my head and I take more of your cock in my mouth. I love the way your hand wraps in my hair and guides me as I take more in my throat, a little bit of control and a little bit of freedom, both of us working together. I take great pleasure in satisfying you, it makes me drip and crave a full cock inside me as well. I can feel the cum you filled me with last night begin to soak my slit and around my thighs.
I take your cock deeper in my throat, careful to not let you touch my teeth. I want it to be all soft and wet as I suck your shaft into the back of my throat. I wrap my hand below my lips, extending the pleasure you feel mirroring the movement of my mouth. Not too tight, not loose. Just right. This is something I have eagerly practiced a lot, I know my goal. I want to make you demand me to finish you. I am a patient woman, I can wait and most likely won’t listen the first few times you request it.
The head of you hits the back of my throat, your morning desire filling my entire throat. As you slam into the soft flesh, my eyes water a little and you moan. I can’t help but look at you and smile. You gently shove my head back down so that your cock crams into the back of my throat again. I let you control my head for a few moments before I resist. Your cock is tight and full on my tongue, I can barely take it as I deep throat you a few more times on my own. I can feel that the morning has made you impatient, you want me to keep going to finish you quickly. I am not in the same mood. I resist your hands and their increasing pressure on my head. You don’t agree. This is not a morning for demands. This is a morning for taking.
You pull your cock from my mouth, need in your eyes. You get out of the bed and bend me over so that my arms are on the bed, my ass in the air. You plunge your cock into me, the evening’s juices easing your passage as you sink into my tight hole. I hear you groan, your hands grab my hips. Your fingertips sink into them, your strength denting my flesh. If I am lucky, they will leave light little bruises that I will feel as I move throughout the rest of my day, reminding me of how much you desired me this morning. I turn to you, Use me, I say. You don’t need any more consent.
You start to pound your cock deep inside me, my large rounded breasts slamming into my chin. You love to watch them swing, you reach around and grab one, pinching the nipple sharply. My head arches back and you grab my hair, pulling it back, allowing me to see your sweet face in ecstasy as you plow into me. Again, your hands grab my hips, the rhythm intensifying as you come closer to your climax. The force against my body is so hard it requires me to brace myself on the side of the bed. I love every stroke where you bottom out, as though you are rearranging the inside of me to your pleasure. Molding the inside of me in the precise shape of your cock. Made just for you.
It is difficult to imagine you could go any deeper or any harder, but you do as your cock grows. I know from experience that this is the time for me to clench down on your cock with my muscles. I hear your breath gasp as it gets even tighter. I can’t help but let out a sexy little laugh, I know you are close and I couldn’t stop you if I wanted to. I don’t want to.
Your cock is completely engorged filling my every nook and cranny. Your balls are full and slamming into my clit with fury. And, then I watch your toes curl desperately trying to grip the floor. An attempt to ground you while you lose control. Then suddenly your body clenches and goes deeper, your hips fully pressed into me. Wave after wave of your thick cum coat my pussy as your cock jerks. You keep thrusting, slower and slower as you drain your balls against my cervix. The heat and need that has been building inside me erupts, my head tossed back to the sky. My orgasm comes in crashing waves, pulsing and spasming around your cock. Our breath is ragged, our exhalations synchronized.
You lean forward, your cock still filling me and rest your cheek on my back. Your hands trail my skin as you reach around to gently press my breasts to my chest. I feel your smile on my spine, then you turn your head and kiss the small of my back. Lips soft, full, loving. I will feel your pounding all day, feel the intensity of your desire, feel your cum drip from me as I do the dishes, run my errands. It will only make me want you more tonight.
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Beautifully written. Thank you. I happened to have morning wood when I read it, which made it all the more delicious. .