This is my first erotic story ever, but I welcome constructive criticism. Apologies if I didn’t tag it quite correctly. I’ve kept the narrator details light so you can imagine yourself in their place, and spending time with the woman in the story. Enjoy!
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A gentle melody filled the early morning air. A sound like an old music box. It was playing a song that sounded so familiar, but I couldn’t quite place.
Then suddenly, as if someone had turned an imaginary volume knob to the proverbial eleven, the melody became loud and unbearable. Gentle music box notes hitting me like large chunks of hail pelting my ears.
I woke up.
My lids heavily eased open to see my phone alarm going off. My fingers fumbled with the touch screen for a few seconds before they finally slid the alarm to stop.
A deep breath.
After what felt like forever, I sat upwards and slowly slid my feet onto the floor. I shuffled around my room gathering running clothes and a pair of socks, and I stumbled putting them all on despite sitting down as I did it.
A deep breath.
I can do this, I told myself. I got up to leave and on my way out of the room I caught a glimpse of my wife. Or more accurately, I saw one of her cute, chubby legs poking out of the blanket. My thoughts turned to what I wanted to do to her, but I pushed those away since this was my one time in the day to run.
A deep breath.
The run itself was uneventful. Not much usually happened this early in the morning. It was a little nippy today. The church was dark and empty. A few houses had a light on for those that needed to get ready for work. I passed a fit, older man on a bike. Sometime later I passed a couple of ladies having a morning walk. They were chatting about something, but I couldn’t hear it over my own breath. I sneaked a peak at their legs clad in elastane, and wished I was at home snuggled between my wife’s legs.
I was still working my way up to my running goal. I was getting better, but I was slow getting there. I didn’t get out as much as I would like, and life made things busy and unpredictable. But it is what it is, and I was improving even if it was only slight.
Several deep breaths.
The sun was just starting to brighten up the sky as I got home. I kicked off my shoes at the door and shuffled my way back to my room. A part of me hoped I could lay down for a few more minutes, but the rest knew that was a bad idea. I quietly stepped into my room.
A quick, short breath.
There lay my wife. She had rolled around while I was away, turning the bedding into a tangled mess. She was stark naked and laying on her back with just one leg wrapped in any bedding. She was a vision of beauty. Her gentle face was curved and peaceful, and she had soft curves everywhere. My eyes lingered on her breasts that hung to either side of her chest before drifting down to the generous belly and hips that perfectly framed her pussy in a pillowy triangle.
A very deep breath.
I hungered for her. She looked so beautiful and her body was so inviting. I licked my lips a bit and decided.
I leaned up to the edge of the bed, and started easing myself onto it. I ran my hands up her legs, but keeping them about an inch from her skin. When I reached about mid-thigh I pressed deep into the soft flesh, kneading as I went. She started to squirm.
I leaned my head down to her pussy. It was warm and unshaven and I gave it a little kiss. More kisses followed, running up and down her legs, over her stomach, and around to her hips. Occasionally, my tongue would peek out and push deep into her skin. An audible “mmm” escaped her lips. This continued on for a few moments more, but I can’t say how long. Time was lost on me while I spent time with her.
Finally, I plunged into the real treat. My thumbs ran up both sides of her vulva, and spread it apart. She was already a bit wet, and I was pretty sure she was already awake. Her clit glistened a bit in the morning light, but I wanted more. I wanted her gushing. With her still spread apart, I leaned closer. A mere inch away.
A deep breath.
I breathed hot and heavy against her exposed labia. My tongue slid from the bottom up and flicked her clit. Her breathing got heavier, and her shoulder started to squirm a bit more.
My thumbs stayed in place while my fingers reached out to grab more of her flesh. I pushed by face into her, my tongue lightly swirling in circles around her clit. It swirled more and more and faster and faster. Slight moans started to rise out of her. I then slowed and pushed harder into her. My tongue made sure to feel that deliberate bump, and with each pass of my tongue her hips jerked. Then I heard it, “Oh, fuck. That feels good. Give me more.”
A sharp breath in. A rush of cool air came across her clit.
A breathy sigh outward, and warm push against it.
With each of my breaths, she made sharp breaths of her own reacting to the change in temperature.
“Oh, Fuck. ohfuckohfuck”
Then as I was breathing, I began to flick my tongue against her. Her hips were jerking a bit more, and I felt a moistness against my chin. Her legs began to press against me from both sides. This went on. In and out and in and out. My tongue changing pressure and speed as I worked her clit, batting it around like a cat with a toy. She moaned, and then, “Oh god, baby. More.”
Then I stopped. Everything was still. From my place between her legs, I heard a quiet “noooo…”, but it sounded far away. I breathed normally. Counted the seconds. I wanted her to wait until she almost begged for it. Then I dove in harder.
I swirled my tongue again around her clit, making it slick with my spit. Then licking from the bottom up, I proceeded to close my lips around it. I sucked, and I sucked. I tightened my lips up a bit, and rubbed my tongue gently and then roughly around the pink bead present in my mouth. I sucked. And as I sucked I pushed my face into her. My nose and chin bumping against her. My tongue pushing and rubbing against her clit. Her hips bucked against me, and she tried to dig my face deeper into her. She moaned louder, and louder still she said, “Oh shit. I’m almost there. Keep going. That feels so good.”
Her hips were now pushing off the bed, and I took this opportunity to grab hold of her ass and give it a good squeeze. Each cheek was big and soft, and I loved how it felt in my hands. I then snaked my arms around to grab hold of her waist and feeling the softness surrounding my hands. I loved how she felt. As she pushed her hips into me, I pulled her in as well using my grip on her.
I then began to moan myself. Part of his was how horny I was while eating her out, part of it was that I knew she loved hearing me moan. I made sure to moan when my tongue was pressed against her; allowing the vibrations to pulse through and add an extra sensation as I sucked and she bucked.
“Oh fuck”, she began yelling now, “more. harder. fuck!”
I continued. Pushed my face against her. My chin and nose and cheeks were drenched in her wetness as she bucked wildly against me. Her moaning now synced with our motions.
I then brought one of my hands around and slipped a finger inside her pussy. The tip of it searching for that bit of bumpiness that could elevate the experience. It took only a moment of searching before I had found it. Making sure my finger stayed moist, I began to finger her in time with our movements. Her thrusting became erratic along her her breathing and her moaning. More of her began leaking out. I peaked up to see her breasts swaying this way and that. Poking out just in view above her soft belly was her adorable face, scrunched up and mouth open and moaning.
Grabbing my hair and attempting to shove my face in more, she arched her back and jerked her hips into me as hard as she could. Her screams reached a full roar, and her pussy gushed all over my face. She stayed there for a moment with her hips raised up above the bed. Then it came down and she kept me there between her legs. My every attempt to move she gave a shudder and clamped me harder, begging me not to move just yet.
I then pushed my tongue out and gave her clit a licked. She jerked, and yelled, “shit! stop it. I need a second.”
And finally in reply I said, “Well, you don’t have a second. I need you now.”
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/rqonay/breathing_exercises_mf_ff_tf_first_person_oral
Those are the best mornings