I’ve always had trouble sleeping. You’ve known that, practically since you’ve known me, hell, it’s one of the many things we have in common. The other major thing we have in common is really liking sex, really *needing* sex… and frankly, liking and needing the same *kind* of sex. That is to say, sex when you take charge, order me around, take what you want from me, use your strength against me and fuck me until I scream, only to finally say those words that send shockwaves through me – good girl. I love being good for you, and you love that what is mine, is yours.
It was very early in the morning. I could tell that it wasn’t the middle of the night but that the sun had yet to rise behind the not completely effective blackout curtains in the bedroom. I checked the little clock on the nightstand, 5am… of course it was 5am, I was, after all, punctual to a fault.
You were snoring a little, lying on your back. Perhaps that’s why I woke up, though the arousal I felt led me to doubt that. No, I’m pretty sure I woke up because I was horny again, and my subconscious knew you were there, warm, and slightly hairy, lying to my left side, with a perfect cock that got so hard, so easily, and so often, that it seemed like unbelievable fantasy.
You smelled nice, we’d showered together after we’d fucked last night, and I could still smell the soap that had, in addition to cleaning us, been enjoyed as slippery bubbles for fondling each other. I suppose the scent was supposed to be “mountain breeze” or something like that, but I wasn’t quite sure what that was supposed to mean – to me you just smelled clean and fresh, and I took a deep breath as I made my way under the light sheet that covered our naked bodies, careful to disturb it as little as possible so as not to wake you. As I moved down, my legs moved against each other and I felt my pussy lips glide effortlessly against each other from their wetness, which was leaking out with nothing, not even hair, to catch it. My wet little cunt wanted you badly, it throbbed and wanted to be filled once again by you, but I resolved that I wanted to give you what you loved most, most of all.
Covered by the sheet, and propped up on my right arm, I moved somewhat blind but guided by where I knew your hips to be. Here, I could smell something a bit more unmistakably like a man – it never truly disappeared completely, and it had been a few hours since we’d showered. I moved my left hand softly to locate your dick, and then engulfed it entirely with my mouth. You’re a “grower”, so I can do this when you’re soft. It only lasts briefly, as you tend to gain an erection with rapid speed when my warm mouth holds your entire cock, ever so delicately, within it.
I was gentle and tender, I wanted to delay your inevitable awakening if possible. I started to move my tongue within my mouth and against your dick ever so slightly, and in what seemed like no time at all, you no longer fit fully inside. I sucked on the head and lightly cupped your balls with my left hand as your cock continued to grow, and sure enough you gained a full hard-on right as you gained consciousness.
I couldn’t see you, under the sheet as I was, but I heard the sharp intake of breath and the quick jerk of your torso as you woke suddenly. I increased the suction slightly, and would have smiled if my mouth hadn’t been full of your dick, at the groggy “ohhhhhhh… hello there” that followed as you felt around and moved a hand through the hair at the back of my head, and grabbed hold. You loved to use my hair as a handle when I sucked your cock, to direct my head up and down at the pace you determined, and make my mouth fuck you. But right now, you didn’t do that, just, held onto my head as I bobbed my head up and down, somewhat slowly, but steadily. You let out slow and ragged breaths, which let me know you were enjoying yourself, but they also let me know you were not about to explode – good, I wanted to enjoy you enjoying yourself, for a little while longer.
I switched gears. I held your cock in my left hand and squeezed it gently, but firmly, for a second as I moved my body over your left leg and set up shop between them, no longer caring to keep the sheet over your chest, now that you were awake anyway. “You taste good, baby” I said, making eye contact as I saw you watching me, an arm propped behind your head with the pillow up against the headboard. I licked between your balls and up the shaft, then took as much of your cock in my mouth as I could again, while looking up at you. I placed my right hand flat on your lower stomach and dragged it down to your cock, which caused the friction of my palm to tug the trail of hair that led from your belly button, moved so that my thumb and index finger gripped the base of your dick while my left hand gently held your balls. My weight was mostly on my elbows in this position, one resting on the bed, one on your upper thigh, but I was comfortable enough, and there was no need to change anything for a while.
I toyed with your dick. I ran my tongue around the head within my mouth, sucked the head and tongued the frenulum, then I’d suddenly take you in as far as I could. None of it made any sense, I wasn’t quite trying to get you off yet, just, to make you feel good and cross all the wires in your brain. I sloppily licked and sucked, getting you all wet with saliva, and played with your balls gently while gripping the base of your shaft. Sometimes, I’d move my hand up and down in rhythm with my mouth, sometimes just squeezing you right at the point where your shaft disappeared further into your body, pressing down to the parts of your dick that rarely received any attention, given that they were “underground”, so to speak. Your hand reached for my hair again, and I knew you’d probably start pushing my mouth down to take you deeper, soon. I felt a wave of lust rush to my own pussy, just the thought of you *potentially* taking control of the situation was enough to get me even wetter. But, I just kept on doing what I was doing for a few more minutes, pleasing myself with your pleasure.
With you as far in as I could get you, I sucked hard, while simultaneously moving my mouth up – the resulting intense pulling on your dick via my mouth stopped as I got to the head, and I once again tongued around the edge of the glans, then quickly engulfed you once again. This time, with the hand holding onto the back of my head twined with my hair, you pushed me down on you with a moan, and I knew you wanted me to get on with it, and get you off.
I started to suck you with greater urgency. I started one of my signature moves, which is basically a continuous suction/basically pretending to swallow non-stop. Able to maintain that for at least a couple of minutes, it tends to be a sure fire finisher – yes, your balls now moved upwards ever so slightly, your breathing became quicker and you started to moan my name, moving your hips up in little thrusts and putting pressure on the back of my head. The positive feedback was very encouraging.
I watched your face. Your mouth was open, but your eyes were closed. No, this was about giving you what you loved, and for that, you’d need to watch, so this would not do. Just as I felt you were about to cum in my mouth, I stopped abruptly and dropped your rock hard dick from my mouth and my hands as I watched your face.
Your eyes flew open, no doubt you were wondering, “what the hell?”. I smiled, aiming for coy, and moved my eyebrows up, briefly, just a little, to indicate that I knew *exactly* what I had done. I also knew well, it wasn’t for me to decide when you orgasmed, but hey, this was our game, I’d learned to break the rules sometimes.
“Ohhhh… you bad girl…” as you sat up a bit, pulling my head up by my hair roughly, making me gasp involuntarily. Now ¾ sitting, you moved your other hand through my hair so that you held my head in both, and moved my head, roughly, back down and simultaneously thrust your dick into my mouth, much farther than I could comfortably handle, making me gag. Yanking me by the hair, you moved me back up again, and pushed back down, somewhat violently fucking my mouth, using me to take your orgasm, punishing me and taking from me what I had so naughtily denied you.
I sucked when I could, but mainly you fucked my mouth in and out, mostly fast, but sometimes holding my mouth down on you deep and feeling me struggle against you. It was all I could do to keep my teeth out of the picture so that I didn’t ruin your pleasure. I was making my own noises now, little automatic protests reacting to the lustful assault on my mouth and you roughly pulling my hair, which seemed to encourage you further, as you quickened your pace, and started to moan again, telling me how sexy I was, a hungry bitch taking your cock like this, letting you fuck my hot little mouth, and how your balls were getting ready to empty themselves into it. I moaned a little in anticipation of this, your release, the ultimate expression that I had pleased you, and just then – with the vibrations in my throat – you started to shoot into my mouth as you fucked it. I couldn’t keep it all inside the way you were moving me up and down and thrusting into me with your hips, so it leaked down, coating your dick, changing its flavour, and I loved tasting your cum, which made me moan more, as you shot a couple more times.
With a “holy shit, you’re so fucking hot”, you released your hands from my head. I looked into your eyes, and, with satisfaction that I had no doubt satisfied you, cleaned you up with my tongue, lazily licking and telling you how much I loved your cum.
You sighed, and I was happy. I was a good girl, after all. And then you lifted my chin up between your thumb and fingers, looked me in the eyes and I saw a glint of the devil I knew lurked within, as you took on a disciplinary tone to tell me, “I’m going to go back to sleep now, but if you think you’re done paying for what you did, think again.” And then you quickly, almost randomly, pinched one of my nipples hard enough to make me yelp, and rolled over.
You utter bastard, I thought, as I squirmed at the thought of what you meant by that, suddenly so aware of my neglected, sopping wet pussy. I’ve always had trouble sleeping!
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