Sunday Morning [FM] [Oral] [good girl] [romantic] [mild ds]

this is my first erotica, I felt really proud and wanted to share!

It’s a beautiful Sunday morning, I wake at 7:30 feeling refreshed with the birds chirping outside my open window, and a fresh breeze blowing in, bringing in the smell of overnight rain on the sidewalk. I slip into a long linen skirt and loose cotton top, no bra and no panties, maximumly comfortable, and yet suggesting my beautiful curves as the cotton top accentuates my heavy breasts and perky nipples. I turn on the radio and start with a cup of coffee. It’s one of those Sundays with no urgency, nothing critical, but not quite lazy either, where I feel energized enough to tend to my household tasks, but relaxed enough not to care too hard. This is a state where I feel sexiest. Calm and comfortable, competent and caring. An image of femininity as I float carefree from task to task, my long skirt clinging to my thighs, grazing over my sexy hips and ass. I start a load of laundry, carrying the basket on my hip, making use of my curves. I rinse beans that have been soaking overnight, and prepare to cook them for hours on the stove top. I have nowhere to be.

You’re enjoying the carefree morning as well. You felt me leave the bed a few minutes ago, and now you miss my warmth, you were hoping to lay in bed with me a little longer, grab me around the waist and keep me there as long as you wanted until you were satisfied. The sound of my bare feet on the hardwood floors and chipper, delicate morning noises are fodder for you to fantasize about me in the kitchen, preparing for the day. You envision the way I pull my hair up to a bun on my head to expose the nape of my neck, the way my shirt exposes my breasts when I stand on my tip toes to reach the highest shelf. You can feel the blood begin to rush to your cock, you feel a pulse and instinctively give it a little thrust. You want to smell my pheromones, feel my smooth skin, see me in the morning light, which has given you the jolt of energy needed to get out of bed. You wander into the kitchen, shirtless, wearing just you boxers, and offer me a morning kiss on the cheek. I smell your body, and instinctively turn in for a kiss on the lips. You start the kettle for me and begin to make me another cup of coffee while you watch me flit from room to room. You catch my glance and stop me in the doorway to kiss my neck tenderly, and graze my ass with your hand. You make me melt, your soft lips and beard against my neck feel so intense. You let me go so you can finish making my cup of coffee. You add just enough milk so it becomes creamy and warm, not hot.

You bring me the cup of coffee with a kiss on the cheek. Then a kiss on the neck. and a hand on my waist. And a kiss on the lips. I put the coffee down and drape my hands around your neck while you delicately but deliberately kiss me all over. You run your hands down my back and cup my soft ass in your hands, and I pull your warm, strong body in closer to mine, feeling every single one of your muscles activate, thinking about how small I am in comparison. In a moment of lust, you push me up against the wall, I let out a moan of desire for you and you dominance. i gently grind against your body as we kiss lustfully, my pussy beginning to swell and gush beneath my skirt. you reach under my skirt and part my thighs, which sends a jolt of electricity through my body. You slip your finger in between my pussy lips, feeling how warm and slick i am for you, and i moan in delight as you tease my clit, ever. so . gently. It feels so good, i begin to lose my words. We make eye contact while you trace my pussy with your long elegant fingers, you make me melt, you make me crave your cock, which i can feel growing against me.

I drop to my knees. I grab your ass and thighs with my hand, squeezing you in desire. Your legs are so strong. You release your hard cock from your boxers, you’ve been fantasizing of me all morning, and here I am: at your feet, looking up at you lustfully, before your hard cock. I part my lips and slowly take the tip of your cock in my mouth. I tease you, just barely touching my lips to the sensitive tip, offering a moment of my warm tongue along the head of your cock. you go crazy, and precum oozes from your cock, a hint of whats to come. I use my tongue to lick the entire length of your cock, to your balls, now heavy with your cum. I begin to suck your cock, head bobbing slowly and rhythmically against you as you get deeper and deeper into my mouth. You brace yourself against the wall, and begin fucking my face, controlling the pace and urgency, while saliva drips from my lips. I gasp for air and look up at you, wanting more. You take your cock in your hands while I lick your balls, teasing them, hopeful that you’ll fill me with their cum. “Stand up, honey” you order me.

You direct me to the kitchen table, where you place me facing you, on top of the table where we will have lunch later, dinner with our friends later. I sit on the table and lift up my skirt, while you step out of your boxers and forcefully spread my legs. You tease me with your cock until I cant fucking bear it anymore, I need it inside me. Instead of offering me your cock, you feast on my pussy instead, licking my sweet juice while I writhe beneath you in ecstasy. You can’t get enough of my pussy, you’d eat it every morning for breakfast if you had the chance. The warmth and power of holding me down and breathing in my femininity, controlling my pleasure. Your tongue teases my clit just right, I moan with gratitude, truly desperate for your cock, hungry to fill my pussy with what it wants. Finally, with a beg, you oblige, and stuff your thick cock inside of me, and i crumble with that feeling of finally being filled by you. You take my shirt off while we’re fucking on the table so you can watch my breasts sway and bounce, so perky and heavy. you thrust into me slowly and deeply, then a little bit faster. I touch my clit while you’re fucking me and the pressure feels incredible, spread wide for you, with your cock inside of me, wet as can be. “To the couch” you order next.

With a spank on my ass, you take my skirt off, and fling me over the arm of the couch, ass up. You tease my wet swollen pussy with a finger, feeling how juicy i am for you, gently fingering my clit and asshole before you stuff your cock back into my wet pussy. You smack my ass and watch it jiggle against you, you love the way my ass moves with the rhythm. You grab hold of my ass cheeks, spread them, let them go, and it feels so good. I am rubbing circles around my clit in ecstasy, your cock feels so thick inside of me, filling me up in the best way, feeling so much that I my orgasm is inevitable. I beg to cum on you cock. Can I cum on you cock? Please? Before you have a chance to answer, I begin to cum with a moan and a whimper as my pussy contracts against you, and you grab my ass and spread it to get yourself deeper and deeper into me, making me feel simply incredible. You call me your good girl with your cock inside of me, slowing your rhythm briefly as I recover from my orgasm, but desperate to fuck me and fill me with your cum—the sight of bringing your lover to orgasm turns you on more than anything. You put your hands around the smallest part of my waist, just above my hips, and shove yourself deep inside of me, i moan with delight as you slip in and out of my lubricated pussy. Watching my ass bounce against you and my pussy contract against your cock, you empty your balls deep into me, filling me with your cum, defiling the sexy slutty madonna who has been tempting you all morning. You slide your cock out of me, watch your thick cum drip down my clit, and grab an other handful of my ass, before kissing it.

We relocate on the couch to a cozy pile, holding and touching and kissing each other. Laundry whirring in the washing machine, beans gently simmering on the stove. You pass me my coffee, which has gone tepid, but doesn’t matter so much to me. You offer to make me another one, and to put my other one in the fridge to enjoy as iced coffee later. I say yes please, but first, a few more moments in each others arms, as we doze into a brief mid morning nap.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12r74gr/sunday_morning_fm_oral_good_girl_romantic_mild_ds

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