Oral for breakfast before work. [MF]

I stood by the edge of the bed, a fistful of her hair in my hand to guide her face around, to keep myself deep in her throat and, occasionally, let her breathe. An internal debate constantly firing: whether to be a responsible man and rush it so I can go to work, or to turn her around on her back and have my way with her face for the whole morning.

Morning sex is such a wonderful mix of the brainfog of weakened consciousness and the ecstasy of the first touch that timekeeping is impossible and every thought of lust becomes obsessive. It had taken all my will to simply get out of bed. Her head on my chest was, in my mind, unmovable. I presumed her fully asleep so it was a surprise to see her react so quick at my attempt of standing up. She gave me a quick peck on the lips and I finally did get up on my feet.

To be truthful, the last thing I wanted was to start my day, so any tiny delay was welcome. I stretched myself to try and wake myself up, or act like it, at least. As soon as I was done, I felt something on my leg. Looked down to find her rubbing her face on my thigh, meeting my not so well disguised semi hard cock. A few moments of deep eye contact as I let myself enjoy her touch eventually were broken by guilt.

— *I have to get to work.* — I said, wishing I didn’t.

— *Let me get to mine first.* — She said as her hand slowly pulled down my trousers.

I could feel her warm breath through my trousers and now her hand was feeling even hotter on my crotch as she pulled down. The eye contact was not to be broken, for it would only bring back the reality that time is chasing us and our day needs to start. So we kept it going, creating a bubble were time wasn’t real, just us and pleasure, nothing else matters.

Finally, the seam went pass the crotch area and quickly jumped out my throbbing cock. The way it feels hard in the morning is definitely more intense than any other time of day. It tensed and relaxed basically on its own since I was too foggy to control anything just yet. And past the view I could see her still staring at me right through it. She slowly began kissing it, making her way up and inhaling the moment. With her lips pressed against my tip she kept it in place while she gathered her spit together in her mouth. At this moment I am breathing heavily, holding myself from the thoughts this slow build up was giving me. She laid her tongue right under my glans with a pool of saliva which she then used to cover my tip.

The licking was followed by a smirk and a quiet moan. Her mouth promptly hugged the tip and there she chased the drops of her spit going down my shaft. The only thing pleasure allowed me to do was holding her hair and enjoy her mouth. She made sure to keep herself down for a long pause before she’d go back up the shaft to reset herself and head back down until I reached her throat.

The long pauses gave her time to push herself deeper and let my cock open that throat of hers for the day. Finally, she got to a point she struggled with and coughed. I knew she wasn’t a quitter so I tightened my grip and kept her in place. A tear fell down her cheeck right after she blinked while she let out a moan that sent vibrations directly through me. Everytime I got to the barrier she’d push herself further, not really getting deeper but definitely increasing the pressure I could feel with my dick stuck in her throat. We continued expanding her limit and warming up her throat until finally her nose was pressed against my body. When she did I pulled her all the way back to let her breathe, she kept her tongue out with a slight smile as I told her how the show could finally start.

And without missing a beat I grabbed her head with both hands and began to fuck her face. The distinct sound of face fucking and the feeling of her thick saliva running down my dick, with the enhanced sensibility of the early morning quickly got me near the edge. I didn’t want to, I craved more. Fuck work, I just want to flip her on her back and continue fucking her throat while I get her clothes out of the way to reveal her body. I always do, I always want more.

But this was the perfect time to embrace it and let it loose. So as soon as I got to the point no return I grabbed her hair with one hand from the top of her head to tilt her face back up to me. I pulled out of her mouth and immediately a sequence of long splashes of cum began to fall on her face and tongue, while my dick simply hovered over her, pulsing. When I was satisfied with the mess I made, I put my dick back in her throat so I could extend this immense pleasure. I was satisfied, and she was still keeping me deep in her mouth as it softened, she recovered her breath, and I my clarity.

Deep breath and, finally, it’s time to get ready. I instructed her to stay there and pleasure herself with her cum covered face while I got ready for work, and to not clean herself until she’s finished.

I was late.

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