It was still dark outside when M curled against me in bed. She laid on her side and flexed her hip to put one thigh over my legs. With her free hand, she idly brushed across my chest, belly and upper thighs. She brushed down my pubes and against the root of my cock, but held back from doing more. At this point, I lost any confusion about how awake she was or what her intentions were.

I rolled on my side to face her, and slid down just a bit. In the dark, cradled against her chest, I found her nipple already stiff and gently sucked it into my mouth. My hand roamed over her hip, slipped behind her ass and start petting her pussy from behind. She moaned and pressed a little closer, giving my arm a little extra room to work. While I licked and sucked at her nipple, my fingers stroked high on the hood of her clit, arousing her, teasing her, but remote enough that it denied her any release. She flexed and twisted and then whined, “Please…”

I pulled back from her breast enough to ask, “Please what?”

“Please make me cum! Let me cum…”

Who could resist a request like that? Well, I could, at least for a little while. I continued stroking high on her clit, sucking harder on her nipples when I felt like she needed an extra push to keep her on edge. Her hips rolled hungrily, trying to get more direct pressure just where she wanted it, and I kept pulling back just out of range. When I could feel the spreading warmth and dampness of her pussy even from so high on her clit, I decided she was about ripe for the picking. My fingers dipped lower, dragged through her lips and spread her arousal around her lips and up on her clit. She made a little mewing sound, and I finally gave her clit enough direct attention to make her cry aloud. I stroked hard and firm while her hips bucked against my hand, holding pressure until her orgasm subsided.

“Cock! Now!”, she commanded. I rolled onto my back and she lifted up and immediately started sucking my cock. “You’re plenty wet enough already, you know”, I reminded her. She pulled back and said with a smile, “I don’t suck your cock to make it wet. I do it to hear that sound you make in the back of your throat when your cock enters something warm, wet and tight.” At least, I think that’s what she said. She resumed sucking with renewed vigor, and I was more than a little distracted.

She finally lifted her head and wiped the edge of her mouth with the back of her hand. I moved to the center of the bed, and she climbed over me, mounted me. She was as wet as I thought, and my cock sank home with no fumbling. She held still for a moment, adjusting to the girth of it, and I opened her thighs a little wider, and pushed her back on my hips, sinking her down to the very root of my cock. She sighed with contentment and then started fucking me in earnest, pumping up and down on my cock. Her cunt made a wet, sucking noise as it lifted high to the head of my prick, then pushed down hard, sheathing me all the way to the base. She sat nearly upright, with her hands braced against my chest for support. I cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples, just for the pleasure of hearing her gasp and feeling her pace quicken.

“Lift off and suck me again. I want you to taste your own pussy on my cock.” She obliged in an instant, hopping off and swallowing my cock deeply. She made eye contact with me, and when she lifted, she grinned and said “Like this?” before sucking me again. Her head bobbed on my shaft several times before she rose up, grabbed the base of my cock with her hand and sat on it again.

I leaned her back and moved my hand to the wet juncture of our crotches, stroking her clit for several seconds. She loves having her clit strummed while she’s full of hot cock, and sure enough, she came quickly, her cunt spasming around my swollen prick. She resisted thrusting against me as long as she could, trying to hold still while her clit was played like an instrument, but eventually she broke and fell forward to fuck hard, like an animal. I grabbed her hips and enjoyed the ride, thrusting up to meet her, pistoning into her. She came loudly, wetly, and I followed suit several strokes after. She laid on my chest and gasped for several seconds before falling to her side. I pulled her into a tight cuddle and we fell back asleep with little effort, spent and deeply relaxed.