After a too-long interlude due to creeping illness, M and I finally got a chance to reconnect this morning. I came back to bed when she woke up and we rolled about and cuddled for a while. As my body heat wrapped around her, she gradually removed layer after layer of shirt until finally she was naked, aside from socks. I laid on my back and M curled against me, one thigh draped over my thigh. After playing coy for a bit, her knee raised slightly, until it was pressed against the underside of my stiffening cock. She moved her knee back and forth very gently while her fingers traced lines in my chest hair.

M came up on all fours and leaned over me, her hair draping down around our faces. We nuzzled into each other’s shoulders and neck, nibbling and kissing, gently, playfully. M leaned forward and I lapped at a nipple that came within reach. She dipped her shoulders and pushed her breast at me, asking for more. I cradled her nipple with my teeth, flicking at it with my tongue and holding snug when M leaned away from me, scraping her nipple in a toe-curling way.

M had already straddled me, and I could feel moisture leaking from her, dampening my cock and thighs and she moved back and forth. Obviously, she was ready and eager for more. She crept backwards until she was kneeling between my knees and bobbed her head down, pulling my jutting cock into her warm, insistent mouth. She sucked eagerly, but I could tell this was just a prelude. And indeed, within seconds she lifted up and moved back to straddle my hips. With a practiced ease, she seized my shaft with one hand and sank her hips down on it, pushing it inside her hungry cunt.

I spread M’s hips wide and settled her far back on my cock, giving her every bit of length I had to offer. I deliberately set a slow, lazy pace, keeping her on the edge of arousal, but denying her the orgasm she was hungry for. I would speed my thrusts, feeding her my cock a little more aggressively until I heard that urgent note in her moans. Then I slowed my pace and enjoyed long, luxurious strokes in and out of her velvet pussy. I pulled my cock back until the head threatened to pop free, and slowly shafted it home again, watching the reaction on her face.

M lifted one knee and planted her foot beside my hip, lifting herself slightly off my hips. I rolled a little to the side to stay perfectly aimed at her, and started arching into the air, fucking up at her drooling pussy with wet slapping strokes. She cried out, “Yes, I’m gonna cum! Yes!” and I decided she had waited long enough. I didn’t pull back this time, but kept a hard steady pace, slapping in and out of her. She came loudly, and the way her pussy sucked and spasmed on my cock pushed me over the edge. I pulled her hips down tight against my arched groin as I fired hot semen into her, pulsing, throbbing. Mmm, every long lazy morning should start this way.