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Morning Surprise
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Subject: Morning Surprise (m/f, cons)
This story is truely fictional but was written wtih someone special in
mind.....
Ever since I met this man, I have had this dream. It involves one of my
favorite pastimes ... so I decided instead of telling him all about it I
would just show him. It would be much more fun that way.
I am a late sleeper. I love my weekend mornings lounging around in bed,
curled up in my soft, warm flannel sheets. The softness of the material
against my skin cuddles me, helping me stay fast asleep. But I was having a
hard time sleeping this morning because I was planning to fulfill one of my
dreams today.
He was sleeping soundly beside me. I watched his face, so peaceful. He had
the cutest smile. Obviously he was remembering the night before, but that's
another story altogether. I knew he would be waking up soon because he had
this natural alarm clock inside that woke him up at the same time every day.
So I just waited for his move.
Just like clockwork he woke, stretching and yawning and trying not to wake
me. He was so sweet about letting me sleep late. I heard him walk out the
room and head into the bathroom. I sat up in bed waiting for that sound,
letting me know it's time to make my move. As usual, he did his morning
ritual. I could hear the water running ... brushing his teeth ... and the
toilet flushing; always the same. Then the long awaited sound: the shower
turning on.
That's what I was waiting for. I tiptoed toward the bathroom and listened to
hear him enter the shower. Just knowing what I had in mind was making me so
excited. I heard the curtain pull back and I knew it was time. He wasn't
much on long showers but today I didn't think he would mind.
I cracked the door and saw the steam starting to rise in the room. I walked
over the curtain, my heart racing a hundred miles a minute, and pulled it
back. It surprised him, the noise and the cool air rushing into the shower.
But he started to smile when he saw me standing there in all my glory with
that smirk on my face he had learned to love.
I stepped in and immediately started running my hands over him. I melted
right into his body as the hot water streamed over us. The warmth of the
water and his arms around me, caressing my body, caused the heat to build
between my legs.
I reached down for the soap and started to rub it across his chest. A lot of
lather formed between us. I worked my hands up over his shoulders, down his
arms, rubbing the soap everywhere. I worked my way across his chest and down
his tummy. Making sure he got good and clean.
My hands wandered down to his hips. I could feel his hardness growing
against me. I wasn't going to touch him just yet, just teasing him for now.
I put the soap down and press my body up against his. Rubbing my breasts on
his chest and my tummy across his ... the lather allowing me to slide up and
down and side to side. The sensations were making my nipples get so hard. I
rubbed them against his chest and could feel his cock growing harder against
my leg as I did.
He reached for the soap and started to lather up my back. I pressed my hips
closer to his as my chest slipped and slid against his. His hands worked my
back, massaging and rubbing, then working their way down to my ass. His
hands cupped my ass as the soap fell to the bathroom floor. He pulled me
closer and closer as we started kissing. Passionate kisses, our tongues
probing each other.
I broke our hold so I could start to slide down onto my knees, the water
running over his shoulders, showing a trail in the suds of where I had been.
The lather washed down the drain. I kissed down his chest, lingering over
the nipples to nip and tease them with my teeth.
He was extremely hard as my kisses ventured down across his belly and down to
his hips. My hand roamed up his legs. My fingers traced up the inside of
his legs, teasing the inner thigh, until I reached his balls, caressing and
fondling them.
I lightly pushed him back a step so that the water could wash the soap away.
Then I took his cock into my hand. It jumped at my touch. Holding it firmly
at the base, I ran my fingers down the shaft toward the head. Running my
finger slowly around the head, I looked up to see his eyes, glued on what I
was doing. While my eyes locked with his, I took the head of his cock into
my mouth. He closed his eyes and let out a deep moan.
I slowly took him into my mouth, my hand working with my mouth to form one
long tight tunnel around him. I could feel his muscles tense in his legs.
With my free hand I fondled his balls. Lightly teasing them. I pulled back,
releasing him slowly from my mouth. Then I licked up his shaft. Teasing up
the length of his hard cock. I teased up the bottom of his shaft, where that
vein meets the head in the sweet sensitive triangle. Flicking my tongue
across this, his knees almost buckled.
I then ran my tongue around the head of his cock. Starting in wide circles
at the edge and working my way in to the tip. The circles getting smaller
and smaller. There were drops of pre-cum waiting for me when I reached my
goal in the middle. All the while my hand was still working the shaft.
I took him back into my mouth. Sliding him in and out. My hand worked
feverishly to stimulate as my mouth continued to suck him as deep as I could.
As I moved faster, I could feel the tension building. He was moaning louder
and his hips were starting to move in rhythm with my strokes. I knew he was
about to cum. I wanted to put him over the edge so I took him deep in my
throat, completely surrounded by my lips. This sensation was all it took, he
started to throb and unload all of his hot cum down my throat. I released
him from my mouth and let him cum all over my mouth and face. Feeling it
spew hot and sticky all over me.
I continued to stroke his shaft, slowly but firmly. I wanted to keep him
hard. I stood up and kissed him, letting him taste his cum on my lips and my
face. The water washed away the remainder of it on my body. He obviously
loved all of this because I was soon rewarded with even a firmer cock that
was ready for more.
I then turned around in his arms, my back facing him. I leaned into him so
his cock would be placed right between my cheeks. I moved up and down him,
pressing myself into him. His hands came around and found my breasts. He
caressed them, squeezing them together. The nipples were completely hard and
firm. He rolled the nipples around in his fingers while kissing my neck.
He knew what I wanted. He reached down for the baby oil. He started pouring
it all over my back and down my ass. I could feel it sliding down my crack.
He rubbed it into my skin but continued to move south. When he reached my
ass he poured more oil on it. He then started to work it into my ass,
lubricating it. The touch of his finger was so exciting. I moaned, wanting
more.
He worked his finger deeply into my ass as I pushed back on his hand. As I
started to loosen up around his finger, he slid another one in. I gasped as
he started to finger-fuck me. I was so hot for him that I couldn't take it
anymore. I had to have him.
"Please," I begged. Leaning back into him, I turned my head back so I could
moan into his ear. "Please, I want you so bad." Now he was being the tease.
He just grinned at me as his fingers worked deep inside me. Finally I
begged, "Fuck me up the ass." This is what he wanted.
He slowly removed his fingers, then I could feel the head of his cock sliding
up my crack. I wanted him so badly. I moved, trying to make him enter me.
Thrusting my hips on him. As I moved, I could feel the head of his cock at
the opening of my ass. I leaned forward, offering it to him. He grabbed my
hips and started to thrust inside me. Slowly he filled me. As he did I
started to lean back into his body again, pressing myself into his chest, my
ass curved into his hips.
He hands stroked up my body, still coated in all that oil. Our bodies slid
together as he slowly moved in and out of my ass. His hands moved from my
breast down across my tummy. He ran his fingers through my pubic hair and
into my slit. This caused me to press my ass harder against his hips. He
went even deeper.
I reached up above him, grasping for the shower head. I found the Shower
Massage and removed it from its holder. I quickly adjusted it to the fast
pulsating setting and brought it around to my body. I moved it down to my
mound. With one hand, I parted my lips to expose my clit, the other pointed
that fast and hard pulsating water toward my clit. His fingers moved to my
pussy, sliding one and then two into me, finger-fucking me as I vibrated my
clit under the water.
He began to slowly thrust into me, filling my ass full, fingers working in
rhythm with his strokes. My clit started to throb under the pressure of the
water. I couldn't take it anymore. I began to thrust my hips back into him,
faster and faster. I could feel my orgasm building deep inside me. As it
started to take my body, I pushed myself hard against his cock. My whole
body erupted in spasms. My knees shook. His free arm surrounded me to hold
me up as I came.
Wave after wave, it washed over me. I continued to stimulate my clit,
causing more and more until I couldn't take it anymore. Just then I felt him
cum in my ass. This set me over whatever edge there was left for me. My
muscles in my ass squeezed him as he throbbed deep inside me. My pussy
clenched onto his fingers. I dropped the shower massage to the floor and
water sprayed everywhere.
When we finally calmed down from our orgasms and caught our breath, we
started giggling at all the water shooting everywhere. The ceiling was
dripping. He slowly removed himself from my ass and I grabbed the massager.
As I stood, I realized my knees were still weak. He put his arms around me
to hold me up and I cleaned us off with the shower head. We kissed so deeply
and passionately.
As he held me, I realized the water was starting to turn colder. We had used
all the hot water up. We forgot to wash our hair, etc. He didn't mind.
When I mentioned it he just said, "I guess we will have to take another
shower when the hot water comes back." With this he grabbed me and carried
me into the bedroom. "I'm sure we can find something to do until then ..."
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