This could be considered either a follow-up or a companion piece to my story “A Slow Morning Fuck.” Anyway, I think it is absolutely the best way to start the day. Enjoy. Comments welcome.
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It’s early Sunday morning. Still dark and cold. We lay naked together in bed, still in the same spoon position in which we fell asleep the night before. My body molded tightly to yours. You are still asleep as I start to place gentle kisses on the back of your neck. You feel my warm breath in your ear. I lift my hand and lightly drag my fingertips down the side of your cheek to your neck and shoulder, raising goosebumps on your skin. My fingers continue tracing a line to one of your breasts and I tickle a soft spiral from the base up to your nipple.
Your breathing quickens though you are still in that gray area between sleep and wakefulness. You feel my knee slide between your legs, separating them as my hand slides down the inside of your thigh, pulling your leg back to lay over mine. My fingers now trace lines up and down the inside of your thigh, just grazing your pussy lips with each stroke. Your mouth opens and your breathing quickens while you exist in this gray zone as my tongue draws its own line on your neck to your ear. My lips gently pull at your lobe and the edges