Despite his tough talk of a “long night,” Mr. Davis – Grant – and I were both exhausted after sharing a pizza. We cuddled up together in the bed, nothing but a cozy comforter covering our naked bodies. More importantly, nothing separating each other as we rested together, his bare flesh under my arm as I laid a hand on his chest. I listened to his heartbeat as he drifted to sleep, his efforts temporarily interrupted by my fingers sliding down to his half flaccid manhood. We fell asleep together, both undoubtedly excited for the promise of tomorrow.
My dreams were almost as wonderful as my busy day. I was laying blindfolded on the bed, legs stretched wide while unseen hands held my wrists and feet. Lips pressed against mine as my tongue swirled around the one dancing into my mouth. Fingers tickled down my sides and across my stomach, while more hands groped at my breasts. My aching pussy tingled, wordlessly pleading for attention as my arousal grew exponentially. Another set of lips kissed at my neck, trailing down over my chest. They closed over each nipple, nibbling at one before suckling the other.
An unimaginable heat grew within my chest and between my legs as the wandering lips continued kissing down from my ribs, over my stomach, slowly approaching my drooling pink entrance. I moaned heartily into the persistent kiss as the lips finally reached my pussy. Bliss swept through me in an instant, I hardly had time to register the tongue brushing across my clit before my climax erupted. The hands and lips, tongues and fingers became indistinguishable from one another as my mind swirled, the dreamy orgasm consuming me.
I woke from the most intense wet dream I’d ever experienced, and found myself emerging into another. Mr. Davis was kneeling over me, his knees digging into the mattress between my still spread legs. The dull sensations of kisses remained tingled on my skin, as though he’d been stimulating me through my wonderful dream. My eyes locked onto his, lust seizing complete control as I wrapped my legs behind him. His perfect cock plunged deep in one quick thrust, every glorious inch stretching my inner muscles once more.
His hands were on my hips, pulling me up into him as he thrusted forward. My butt lifted from the mattress, settling on his legs as he filled me. The thickness piercing me grinded around with the slow gyrations of our interlocked bodies. I let my arms rest in the sheets around me, hands atop the pillows. My moans filled the air as the grinding was replaced by a steadily increasing fuck, quickening with every thrust. The bed creaked under us, headboard thudding into the wall harder the faster he pounded into me. I could feel my breasts bouncing on my chest every time he thundered into me, my moans rising in pitch to near shrieks. His thumb brushed across my clit as his hand left my hip, fingers sliding up my stomach before grasping one of my jiggling mounds.
My ass returned to the mattress below, his hands now preoccupied elsewhere as the other wandered it’s way up my side. The hard pounding gave way to a slower, more intimate love making, our lips joining in a shared moan as our tongues searched each other out. He pinched and rolled one of my nipples between his fingers, his other hand pulling one of my own away from its pillow. He pressed it into the mattress somewhere near our bodies, I’d begun losing track of my extremities as an orgasm built. His probing thickness rubbed against every right place inside, his hands worked my body so expertly elsewhere, the passion of our kiss and his moan echoing into my mouth lit a fire inside me I had only ever read about before. I came under and around my lover, inner muscles contracting his bare cock, massaging his meat as if begging it to release his seed deep into my fertile folds.
Spasms rocked my body, and a sharp moan broke our kiss. My eyes clenched shut as every other muscle in my body convulsed. Pressure around me shifted as he rose, and his fingers began stimulating my throbbing clit as he thrusted harder into my cuming pussy. Juices gushed from around his veiny shaft as my orgasm intensified, my fingers grasped at the sheets around my twisting body, shrieks of ecstasy ripping through my throat. He pushed in, our pelvises meeting wetly as my climax surged on. The sensations of being fully stuffed by his warm rod, my velvety tunnel struggling around him as my muscles constricted, and his magic fingers perfectly toying with my sensitive bean drove the orgasm to incredible heights. I realized at some point I’d stopped breathing, my attempt at filling my lungs with a shaky inhale left me exhausted beyond reason.
My muscles all began to relax, and I found myself completely limp under Mr. Davis. Totally at his mercy, unintentionally off birth control, not a condom in sight. I had intended to ask him to cum on my stomach, or on (even in for that matter) my ass, maybe even finish him off in my mouth. But as our fucking continued, our bodies slick in sweat and juices from my pussy, all I could manage were weak moans. Not that I’d go for anything else, he already came inside me once, what’s the harm in another warm, creamy load pumped into me?
The prospect of another creampie, Grant’s balls emptying out deep inside me, his hot, sticky load gushing into the deepest reaches of my pussy nearly began a whole new orgasm. I moaned and whimpered under him, listening to his breathing. He was getting close, I could tell. With concerted effort, I rolled my head to face him, and opened my eyes. My lips kept spreading into what I knew to be my ‘O’ face, but I finally managed to speak. The words nearly surprised me, but succeeded in triggering another intense climax. “Do it,” I cooed, “cum in me.”
He slammed deep, our bodies slapping together with a powerful thrust. His cock remained buried deep for a few seconds, then withdrew. I groaned as my head pressed into the pillow below, quivering legs locking behind him as my next orgasm began. “_Please_,” the whimpered word slipped out just before his thick manhood crushed into me again, once more staying hilted for a few seconds. I faced him again, my eyes burning into his as he withdrew, my constricting folds practically slurping at his emerging cock. _Cum in me_, no noise escaped, I was only able to mouth the request. He surged forward, hands gripping my ass as his lips locked onto mine again. His veiny meat plunged as deep into my convulsing sex as it could go. I managed to wriggle my hips against him, and felt a throb shake his buried organ inside me. Warmth gushed from his tip, spreading further with every pulse. I moaned into his mouth as he grunted into mine. My body shook under him, elevated ass keeping every last drop of his potent load inside.
My hungry, climaxing pussy practically suckled his pulsating cock, drinking his seed deeper into my spasming crevasse. Our kiss grew more intense, moans crashing into grunts as our bodies surrendered to orgasmic bliss. His hands dug into the sheets beneath me, grasping at every inch of my back. My own hands flew to his shoulders, wandering behind him as my fingers scratched at his flesh. The firm bumps of his muscles excited me further, deepening my already dizzy climax. He began thrusting lightly into me as his orgasm subsided, using my constricting tightness to milk out the last of his semen.
His lips broke away from mine, a breathy moan slipping from my mouth in his absence. He kissed down my neck, grazed teeth across my chest, and serviced each of my stiff nipples with nibbles and licks. He sucked each glistening mound, pulling them up before letting my breast fall back to my chest with a wet ‘pop’. I continued to spasm and jerk beneath him, every stimulation drawing my orgasm out longer. He finally relented, just before my stubborn climax could become painful. I allowed my still quivering legs to unwrap behind him, curled toes resting on the sheets near his knees. My eyes focused on him, his features clearly visible despite the darkness in the room.
“Heck of a morning workout,” he chuckled. I grinned broadly, a haphazard laugh breaking loose before I could stop it. “Little after 3 a.m., plenty of time for more sleep.”
“_Mmmmm_, before breakfast,” I cooed. A small gasp slipped from my lips as his softening probe fell from my pussy.
“What’ll you have?” he asked, laying next to me on the bed. He laid on his side, facing me while propping his head up with an arm. His free hand closed around my breast, palm brushing across my still erect nipple.
“Sausage, of course!” My voice was obnoxiously high, I’m sure, but it didn’t keep him from laughing heartily. Especially when I sent a hand down to his slick cock. I groped his manhood, remnants of our passion coating his member. My fingers slid to his balls, “Maybe with a side of eggs,” I moaned.
“I’ll see what the kitchen can cook up for you,” he replied. He leaned over me, kissing me again before laying back onto the mattress. His hand left my chest, and he retrieved the comforter at the end of the bed. He dragged it up to cover us both. I continued cupping his package, our eyes remaining locked as he slowly drifted off to sleep. His soft snores flowed into the room, slowly gaining volume.
“Like I’m going to wait until daylight,” I teased. He responded with an unconscious grunt. My fingers began toying with his limp member, juices from our combined pleasure providing lubricant. Hardness gradually returned, a proper tent forming over his crotch as I softly pumped my hand up and down his shaft. I crawled under the covers, the scent of our recent sex urging me onward. My feet slipped out from under the thick sheet covering us, one knee rubbing against his shoulder as my head floated down his body.
I licked at his thick head, our mixed flavors savory and sweet on my tongue. My lips wrapped around him, tongue swirling across his gleaming skin. Moans shook around his shaft as I took him deeper, a soft gag sneaking through once his tip contacted the back of my throat. I couldn’t see in the near total darkness, but knew my nose was inches from his balls. _I can take this_, I thought. _I can totally take his cock into my throat_.
I rearranged, repositioned, and tried again. Settled between his legs, my feet no further down on the bed than his, I tried again to take him completely into my mouth. He was just too big, and I didn’t really have the willpower at this time to put enough pressure. I gagged and coughed as his cock plopped from my mouth, tears welling up in my eyes, mix of frustration and gagging. With a shrug, I took him back into my mouth, happily sucking and slurping at the girthy meat. I fondled his balls with one hand, using the other to toy with myself. I jacked at his exposed cock, let it slip from my mouth, used my hand to stimulate his impressive cock and sucked the testicles so eager to flood me with their sperm.
His cock began to throb once I put it back into my greedy mouth. A hand gripped the hair behind my head – I hadn’t even realized he wasn’t snoring anymore. He held me down, impaling my face fully on his cock. I lowered myself for the best angle, sent both hands to work between my legs, wiggled a little while gagging around the probing member, and felt it pop into my throat. My air was cut off, but I pushed harder. The first pulse erupted into me when my lower lip touched his saliva covered balls. Ropes of cum splashed into my throat, nothing interrupting their path into my stomach. My eyes began to roll back into my head as Mr. Davis unloaded into my bulging neck, his semen coating my throat as more and more cum flooded in.
He pulled had to pull me away, so lost in the moment I was. I took a series of deep, shaky breaths when my throat came unplugged, globs of his cum seeping down to my stomach. I sucked the rest of his orgasm free, savoring his taste as his fluids swam over my tongue. Another orgasm was so tantalizingly close, I just absentmindedly sucked him while rubbing and fingering myself. He pulled me further away, his still hard cock popping from my lips just as climax consumed me.
I moaned and writhed between his legs under the sheet. The comforter fell away, and he joined me in the center of the bed. He nibbled at my neck and groped my breasts. The finger of one of his hands trailed their way down my shaking body, joining my hands between my legs. I pulled my drenched hands away, allowing him to stimulate me, expertly guide me through orgasm. He sunk two fingers into my convulsing pussy, his palm covering my throbbing clit. Semen leaked from my open mouth as he began shaking his hand against my body – hard. I jerked violently, falling into his other arm, which had at some point wrapped itself around me. All I could hear apart from the wet sloshing of his hands between my legs as my pussy gushed was someone practically shouting “_OH FUCK_” over and over.
I collapsed into him, and he mercifully slipped his soaked fingers out of my beyond satisfied hole. He laid back onto the bed, guiding me down with him. My legs were rubberized jelly, the rest of my trembling body not much steadier as I let him bring us both down. I laid on top of him, my legs resting between his. I could have sworn his cock was rock hard again, throbbing between our bellies, but thankfully he didn’t feel the need to start another round. The comforter found its way back over us, and we fell into a satisfied sleep. The last thing I recalled that night was Grant’s chest hairs under my cheek, his heartbeat pounding in my ears, slowing down as he relaxed on his way to sleep.
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