I came back downstairs and found M still sleeping in bed. I doffed my shirt and eased into bed behind her, nuzzling close. M stirred somewhat, and we chatted softly as she came awake. I was reminded of a recent time when m said, “You have permission to wake me for sex whenever you like”, and so I decided to take advantage of that.

With no warning, I tugged on one of M’s legs and rolled her onto her backside, legs open. I squirmed low under the covers, my feet sticking out the foot of the bed, and then slithered forward until my chin reached M’s pussy. I exhaled deeply, hot humid air warming her mound. M purred with pleasure and lifted her thighs slightly, offering herself up to my eager mouth. I started selfishly, sucking for my pleasure, not hers. I pasted open kisses along her lips and mons, open, wet sucking kisses. I felt her skin change under my lips, labia unfurling as it fills with blood, then crinkling with pleasure. As her lips parted, my kisses gradually grew more specific, tugging at her lips, parting them and darting my tongue inside. Thick musky fluid clung to my tongue, and I brushed it up the center of the slit, wetting her lips and clit.

M jerked her hips, impatiently, trying to bring her clit directly in front of me. I pulled my mouth back slightly and curled the tip of my tongue. I used the end of my tongue to tap and slap at her blossoming clit hood, spanking her clit in a steady beat. M shuddered and moaned, and her fingers tangled in my hair, holding my head and trying to pull me forward, hungry and greedy for more. I resisted, knowing that a slow build-up always gives her a bigger orgasm, and maintained my tongue metronome, tap, tap, tap. My arms reached under her thighs and clamped down on her belly, holding her still while I continued my Chinese water torture, tap, tap, tap against her swollen little clit, listening to her cry and curse, “Fuck, yes! More, more, I need… fuck…” until she shook all over and groaned low. As she came, I plastered my mouth over her entire pussy and sucked in, tugging at her lips and squeezing her clit while she shuddered and cried.

I finally pulled my mouth back with a nasty wet sucking noise, and then blew cool air on her bare, tortured pussy. She cooed and I gave her a wicked smile. She lifted her leg and pushed her heel against my shoulder, driving me away. “Okay, your turn.” As she got up, I took her position on the center of the bed, head propped up to watch her work. She sat up on all fours and buried her nose in my pubic hair, breathing deeply. She turned in place, bringing her ass towards my hand. My cock was already fully erect, and she slowly worked it into her mouth. With one hand I cupped her head, and the other reached between her thighs and started fondling her drooling cunt. With one swipe my fingers were coated in her sticky jizz, and my fingers slid freely between her lips, gliding and slipping freely in her slit and over her clit. My cock buzzed from her moans as she trying to keep focus on sucking me off while I drove her to distraction with my fingers. My hips moved of their own accord, fucking her willing mouth, thighs flexing and lifting my pelvis off the bed. My fingers sawed against her clit with almost no friction until I felt her lips and tongue press firmly against my prick while her thighs shook.

M pulled back and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She advanced, swinging one thigh across my waist and settling back, easing her flowing cunt down on my cock in one smooth, practiced move. Lost in her own thoughts, she started riding at a canter, rising and falling on my cock, chasing her own orgasm. I reached forward and pinched her nipples, causing her to cry out in pain, but also spurring her forward, faster. Her thighs tired before she reached her goal though, and she leaned forward on my chest, panting with frustration. “Let me try”, I said, and rolled her off of me. I sat up on my knees and urged M towards the center of the bed, then moved between her thighs.

She reached hungrily for my cock and pulled me forward, feeding her clasping cunt. I lifted one of her thighs over my shoulder and drove all the way in, and her eyes closed tightly. I started thrusting hard and fast, and M clasped her hands to her breasts, kneading and pinching as I urged her towards orgasm. Her head tossed side to side, her hair splayed across the pillows and her eyes and I pushed and pushed, until her eyes popped open and locked on me as she exploded in orgasm. Her free heel ground into my ass cheek, holding me close and deep as she groaned and shook. I barely let the first wave pass before I started driving my cock into her again, racing forwards towards my own orgasm. I hiked her leg even higher and battered her open pussy. There’s a cruel part of me that wants to leave her sore, slightly torn, walking funny. I want her to feel the effects of my cock for the rest of the day, I want her to feel a wicked pleasure when walks a little funny that afternoon. I bore into her cunt repeatedly, until my ass tightened and my feet curled and my cock fired hot cum against her twitching pussy walls. I held still against her, breathing heavy, feeling the blood throb in my cock as I unloaded my balls into her. I finally lowered her leg slowly to the bed and pulled back, leaving a snail trail along her thigh as my cock pulled free from her abused pussy.