Morning Surprise

So after my.... steamy Saturday night with Josh, I went on with my regular routine with work and classes. Josh and I talked every day since then with phone calls, messenger, and a couple of lunch dates. Finally we got a break from our busy schedules and went out to dinner at one of my fave restaurants downtown. I had only been there a few times but was instantly hooked to the French cuisine that they served. Throughout the entire date Josh and I talked, chatting about our hugh school memories, how college was going for us, etc. I can't begin to describe how good it felt catching up with my old friend, and how better it felt to learn that he moved back to the state. Soon we finished eating and made our way back to my place. I had hopes of re-creating that night we had together, but they were soon crushed when I got a phone call from one of my friends. She had had a little accident on the way home from one of her relative's house that involved a road raged driver and ended with her being ran off the road and blowing a tire. It would be a long trip to her location and too long of a wait for both me and Josh, so ultimately I told him we could continue later.
The next morning I happily snoozed in my bed after a long night of staying with my friend as she gave the police her description of the horrible experience and consoling her, after all that I was pretty warn out. So you could imagine the annoyances I had when someone dared to knock on my door. I looked over to my clock. It was 8:15. With an irritated sigh, I pulled myself out of bed and went to the door ready to give a few inappropriate words to whoever disturbed my slumber. I flung the door open. To my surprise it was Josh. My anger quickly subsided. "Hey.", he said in a smooth voice. "Hi.", my quiet voice squeaked. "I was out getting some breakfast and thought you might like some too.", he held up a brown bag and some styroform cups. "Aww, how sweet. Come in.", I stepped aside for him. It had been a sweet gesture that put my crankiness aside.
We watched tv on the couch and had a wonderful breakfast filled with flirting, teasing banter and kisses here and there. I had to be to work at 1 that afternoon. I figured that would give me just enough time to enjoy some of Josh ;).
Making the first move, I straddled his lap. I looked at him with a devilish grin. He ran a hand through my hair and guided my lips to his. I could feel his erection through the fabric of his sweat pants. Feeling a little daring I massaged the lump. A groan came from him and I continued to knead the hard flesh. His hands went down to my hips, bringing me on his cock. I ground my hips on him, our breaths becoming faster. Coming to my senses, I interrupted and went to the bathroom. Guessing that he didn't have a condom on him, I looked in my bathroom for one. ( I volunteer at a clinic where they give out condoms like candy) I looked for one that could perhaps fit him. Luckily I came across one that was the exact same brand he used the last time we had sex. I came back out and tossed it to him. "You were always prepared.", he grinned.
He was about to put it on when I stopped him. He looked at me with a questioning gaze. I took the condom from his hand. I pulled him from the couch and pulled his sweat pants and boxers down. I opened the condom and took his erection in my hand. Stroking it slowly, I placed the condom at the tip of his cock and rolled it down. He looked at me with wonder until I was finished.
His hands roamed all over me, tearing at my bed clothes until finally we were both nude. I pushed him down on the couch and got on top. Our lips locked as I slid on his cock. I had to admit, I loved the feeling of him filling me up. It was still a tight squeeze though. I gripped the back of the couch as I bounced up and down on him.
I almost forgot how good morning sex felt. Before I knew it, Josh lifted us off the couch. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist as he thrusted into me time and time again. I could hear his balls slapping against my skin. I was lost in euphoria in our new position. To make things even better, I felt myself being put up against a cold surface (I always wanted to be fucked up against a wall) I opened my eyes and realized that I was not in fact up against a wall but the glass door that led to my balcony.
Now, I'm not usually one for public sex, but the feeling of us being so exposed for anyone to see us filled me with a rush I had never felt before. I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips as he thrust into me again. I could feel myself get closer as my wet pussy began to throb. I didn't want it to end yet. "Put me down.", I begged. He obliged. I got in front of him, facing the window and he slid his cock back in me. It felt even better with him fucking me from behind. I leaned on to the window, not caring if someone was watching us. (Probably not though, my balcony faces the forest :P)
I squeaked as he slapped my ass repeatedly with each thrust of his cock. I reached down and began to play with my clit, driving me even closer to the edge. Between his delicious moans and his cock fucking mevso good from behind, I couldn't think straight. "Make me cum",I commanded and begged through moans. His hands gripped the back of my thighs and he pulled my feet off the floor. My legs were spread completely now, allowing him even deeper inside me. I placed both hands on the glass, steadying myself as he drove into me harder. I was close again and was sure my orgasm was coming up. I whined as he ground his hips into mine. "Ah.. fuck...", he said through pants. A few more thrusts and we were both cunning. My body shook on him as multiple waves of my orgasm hit me. He held me to him as he came. After a few more blissful minutes we came down from our high and enjoyed the rest of the morning watching cartoons... in the nude :P
Published by Clitastic
12 years ago
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Fantasticlover 12 years ago
hooot
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CATD
CATD 12 years ago
really nice!
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BENTLEYROD
Loved it
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