Morning sex...
Does it get much better than when you're half asleep and a hand not-so-casually brushes against your hip, then tantalizingly slides up to glide over a covered nipple, causing your body to involuntarily arch, and your clit to go *ZING!*?
It is a fantastic wake up, as fingers keep tormenting and teasing those sensitive and responsive peaks of flesh...each touch making my pussy wetter and wetter, moaning and writhing as my hand seeks his hardening cock, stroking it to stiffness and hoping for more.
He slides his hand down, toying with my pussy through my panties as I spread my legs wider, inviting him to use me as I continue to toy with his dick.
I am left to want for a while as he pulls my nightshirt up and twists my nipple viciously, making my back arch and a flood of wetness drip forth. I am panting and whimpering as he tugs at my panties.
I peel them off, opening my legs, needing his cock in my hungry pussy, and needing it right now.
As he slides home, my hips buck up, meeting against his, needing him deep in me, filling me, stretching my cunt around him.
I moan in satisfaction as he starts driving hard and furiously in to me, my nails reflexively grabbing his back as he leans over, intense look spearing me on his cock and his gaze..."Are you still my whore? Still my bitch?"
I moan, nodding, incoherent...yes, I am...I'm always his whore...
He continues to thrust in to me, wet sounds as he slides in...thrusting harder, his breathing swallowing as he slams hard once more, his cock jerking in my pussy as he cums, low growls of satisfaction as I shiver in delight.
He takes a few deep breaths, hissing as he withdraws from within me, our mingled wetness sliding down my ass to the bed as he rolls onto his back, a low and quiet laugh... "Fuck, I love morning sex."
It is a fantastic wake up, as fingers keep tormenting and teasing those sensitive and responsive peaks of flesh...each touch making my pussy wetter and wetter, moaning and writhing as my hand seeks his hardening cock, stroking it to stiffness and hoping for more.
He slides his hand down, toying with my pussy through my panties as I spread my legs wider, inviting him to use me as I continue to toy with his dick.
I am left to want for a while as he pulls my nightshirt up and twists my nipple viciously, making my back arch and a flood of wetness drip forth. I am panting and whimpering as he tugs at my panties.
I peel them off, opening my legs, needing his cock in my hungry pussy, and needing it right now.
As he slides home, my hips buck up, meeting against his, needing him deep in me, filling me, stretching my cunt around him.
I moan in satisfaction as he starts driving hard and furiously in to me, my nails reflexively grabbing his back as he leans over, intense look spearing me on his cock and his gaze..."Are you still my whore? Still my bitch?"
I moan, nodding, incoherent...yes, I am...I'm always his whore...
He continues to thrust in to me, wet sounds as he slides in...thrusting harder, his breathing swallowing as he slams hard once more, his cock jerking in my pussy as he cums, low growls of satisfaction as I shiver in delight.
He takes a few deep breaths, hissing as he withdraws from within me, our mingled wetness sliding down my ass to the bed as he rolls onto his back, a low and quiet laugh... "Fuck, I love morning sex."
4 years ago
