Slippery Bits

After waking up far too early this morning, I got invited back to bed once M came upstairs. We slid between the sheets and cuddled for a bit while the cat scaled the hills and valleys of our bodies. We spooned with me cradling her from behind, mainly talking and getting comfortable with each other, warming up a bit. Then M rolled to face me, her breasts pressed tight against my chest and my stiff prick jutting awkwardly in between us.

M inched towards the headboard a little, bringing her neck into range, and I obliged by kissing and sucking just a bit, right below her ears. She purred and twisted in response, pressing even closer against me and rubbing her loins against my thigh. She was characteristically impatient, and took only a modest amount of nibbling before she rolled me onto my back and mounted me.

She positioned her hips so that the head of my cock bumped right against her clit, and then rested in that position, enjoying the rubbing and the length of my hot shaft against the lips of her cunt. She leaned forward enough to bring her breast to my mouth, and I sucked gently, drawing her nipple between my lips. I held her nipple gently with my teeth and lashed across it with my tongue. Her entire body responded; her nipple tightened, her breath grew ragged and her hips shuffled forward and back, rutting against my cock.

Soon her resolve broke and she moved forward just enough to catch the head of my cock between her damp pussy lips, and then started pushing down. I reached behind her hips and pulled her cheeks open, which parted her lips as well. With a curve of my spine, I pushed up and in. There was just enough friction that it took some gentle nudging to get fully buried, working in a quarter inch at a time, and then pulling back to spread pussy juices. The anticipation was wonderful, feeding her just a bit at a time, feeling her gasp and stretch to accommodate the fullness. Once our pubic bones pressed snug against each other, I started a slow patient stroke. M is impatient and always wants everything right now, but I know her well enough to know her strongest orgasms come when I draw things out a bit and make her wait, make her want and crave the release. She squirmed and rocked against me, rushing towards the coming release.

It finally hit her, in a long, drawn-out moan, and she sagged onto my chest. I kissed her neck and scratched across her ass cheeks until she sat back up. Then I pushed her further backwards until her palms were on my shins, leaned far back while I pushed up into her, getting closer to my own orgasm. She drew one leg up and planted her foot onto the mattress, raising her pelvis and inviting me to arch even higher, thrusting into her with a wet, slapping noise. I held onto her hips with both hands and bucked and thrust until I spasmed hot and damp inside her.

She laid down in front of me and I spooned against her again, just as we started, only a bit warmer and a little out of breath.

There had been some fighting a few days past, and then some walking on eggshells while hurt feelings were mended and rushing hormones drained. The prior day there had been some fondling and frottage, but nothing further.

With an hour to go before work, I asked M if she cared to spend some time with me downstairs. She smiled big and said yes and trotted down the stairs before me. I got undressed and slid into the still-unmade bed and spent a few seconds petting the cat, waiting. M soon joined me and disturbed the cat. I said, “If I can’t pet the cat, I think you should pet me.”

I laid back, in the very middle of the bed. M got onto all fours and leaned over me, her hair dangling over my neck and chest. She kissed me firmly, and then nuzzled into my neck. My hands roamed freely over her body, getting reacquainted, warming her flesh. She presented her neck to me, and I kissed and bit right on one of her happy spots. The skin on her flanks immediately prickled with bumps and she leaned in tight against me. She scooted forward and lowered one dangling nipple into my mouth, and then the other. I suckled firmly, and when she pulled back to switch sides, I held on just a little long, softly scraping her nipples to attention.

She shifted downwards along my body, sliding her palms under my hips and cupping the cheeks of my ass. Her hands kneaded and pawed at me while her buried her nose into my groin into the edge of my pubes and breathed deeply and brushed her head against me like a needy cat. She nudged and nestled like that for some time, while scraping her nails across my cheeks. She finally pulled back, and enveloped my stiff cock into her warm mouth, swallowing me down in one fluid motion. My hands tangled into her head, stroking and urging her and she sucked me deeply, her tongue sliding and stroking the underside of my cock. My hips moved of their own accord as I tightened and writhed in response to her mouth above and her hands below.

She brought her hips sideways to me, so that I could reach her pussy while she continued to suck me. I wasted no time, stroking her clit and spreading her lips. Her jaw tightened and she quickened her pace as I pushed her into a fast orgasm. While her clit was still throbbing and tender from the first assault, I slid my middle finger into her hungry cunt and felt her tighten around me. I slipped back and forth quickly, my finger jacking into her while my palm slapped against her clit with each stroke. She pulled her mouth low on the base of my cock and held there while she rode out another pulsing, heaving moan.

When her head cleared just a bit, she pulled back from my cock and I asked to lick her pussy. She climbed over me, one thigh on each side of my head. I wrapped my arms around her thighs and lapped greedily at her spread lips, ending each stroke at her cunt. She cried and twisted, her palm slapping the wall at the head of the bed. She took it until her will power broke, and the she lifted off my mouth and brought her hips to mine.

She planted herself at an angle, one side supported by her knee and the other side supported by her foot and bent leg. I leaned my hips sideways to meet her, and jerked upwards with my groin. I love this position; her body weight is almost entirely off me so I can move and thrust freely and fast. My balls and pubic mound made a slapping noise as I arched upwards and pumped into her. M tossed her head and shoulders side to side, crying out. I gave her especially long strokes, pulling far back so that i could slap into her cunt with all the more force and passions. She arched her back and cried out again, and I pulsed inside her, wetly, hotly.

I was so ready to curl against her and nap afterwards, but work made other demands.

We were supposed to be in a rush to get on the road, but there are some things you should never be in too much of a hurry for. M walked up to me and said, “Notice I still haven’t gotten dressed this morning? I was hoping you might want to take advantage of that.” I told her I would grab a very fast shower and join her, all squeaky clean and warm on the bed. A quick wash and rinse and there I was.

With such an explicit request pending, I wasted no time taking action. I curled up behind M on the bed and pressed my hips against her luscious ass. One arm snaked under her and started playing with her breast, gently rolling her nipple between my index and ring finger, and occasionally pulling away form her chest, stroking her nipple erect. The other hand brushed her hip and briefly combed through her pubic hair. At the same time, I kissed and pulled at her earlobe, then kissed and suckled my way down her neck.

As impatient as ever, she only took a little of this treatment before she rolled over on her back and presented spread legs for me. I slid my hands between her thighs and found her moist already. I wondered what she had been reading on the computer before she approached me. Whatever it was, I was more than happy to take advantage of the effect it had had on her. I lightly waggled my middle finger, flicking across her swollen clit, and her hips bucked in response. I gave her the first fast orgasm she craved, and then dipped my fingers lower and spread her fluids around, painting her pussy lips and folds. I slid a finger into her waiting pussy and gave her a very few teasing strokes before pulling out and fingering her clit again, making her pant and cry out in orgasm.

She accepted only a bit of this before purring “I want your cock too much to wait”. She rolled to her knees and straddled me. She reached down with one hand to grab my cock and nestle it between her drooling lips. With a satisfied grunt, she impaled herself on my prick and waggled her hips until our pubic bones bumped together. I cupped her breasts and taunted her nipples, which made her groan and bounce just a little on my cock. She leaned forward and lifted her hips just a little, giving me room to flex my thighs and start pumping into her from below. M claims she never liked being on top before she met me, and I certainly do everything I can to keep her happy with the position. I thrusted up and into her eagerly, hungrily, pistoning with long strokes, pulling the thick mushroom head of my cock almost all the way out before pushing it home again.

M rocked to an orgasm from the shafting, and her extra twiching, shaking and clutching set me off easily. I tightened and tensed into a long spasm, my cock blossoming briefly in the heat of her cunt before the inevitable wilting and withering. She laid down fully on me and kissed my lips and my neck, said “Thank you.” before bounding off to the bathroom for a warm washcloth.

Just before I was due to settle in for an afternoon of work, M came upstairs. With a glint in her eye she asked, “I was wondering if you might want to come downstairs for a few. Maybe lie down with me on the bed?” I didn’t need to be asked twice. I gallumped down the stairs, shucked my clothes and climbed under the throw blanket. M followed suit and scooted close to me, face to face. “Brrr, it’s cold. Warm me up.”

We spent several minutes kissing and stroking each other’s back and hips. I’m very fixated on kissing lately. I moved smoothly from deep kissing with my tongue swirling against hers, to gently sucking on her lower lip and lightly holding it with my teeth. She would pull back slightly and let me be the aggressor, and then she would push forward and swarm me with her lips and tongue.

Eager for more, M shuffled towards the head of the bed a bit, bringing her breast to my face. I sucked her nipple into my mouth and I could feel her body tense in response. It’s as if her nipple were wired directly to her clit, as I start licking and sucking, her hips press forward looking for some attention. I delicately held her nipple between my teeth and wagged my tongue side to side, brushing across her nipple. She responded with a sharp intake of breath, and placed one of her legs over my thigh. With a free hand, she grabbed my wrist and pulled it towards her groin.

When I started stroking her pussy, that combined with my attention to her nipple made her go rigid with pleasure. Her pussy lips parted gradually and she was already becoming slick with excitement. When she was fully spread and painted wet with her own flow, I stroked her clit to make her whimper. When I could feel that she was building to an orgasm, I pulled my hand back and gave her a playful but firm spank on her clit and open lips with my flat fingers. She gave a little cry of surprise, and I resumed stroking her for just a couple of seconds, before spanking her pussy again. I muttered filth to her while I continued this alternating pattern. “Do you like this? Do you like having your pussy spanked? I can feel your pussy heating up and your lips swelling. Do you like this? Do you want more?” She finally broke and whimpered to me “Yes, please. Just make me cum, please make me cum. I’ll ride you so good if you’ll just make me cum.”

I relented and stroked the shaft of her clit just the way she likes, and watched her face as the wave of pleasure crested and broke over her. She leaned into it and floated in pleasure for several long seconds before her eyes opened.

She pushed me onto my back and straddled my hips. Without any hands or guidance, my cock burrowed right between her wet lips and with a push of my hips I started pushing into her hot cunt. I was enjoying being a little rough with her, and so I pushed aggressively, bullying past her lips without waiting for my cock to get wet with her cum. I liked the thought of leaving her a little sore and swollen afterwards, so she’d remember it during the remainder of the afternoon. I pushed and pushed, until her cunt had drooled down the shaft of my cock and everything slid fast and freely. I curled my hands around the top of her pelvis and pulled her a little lower on my cock, while my hips twitched and thrust up, fucking into her from below. She leaned forward just enough to give me room to work and I pumped relentlessly. She experimented with shifting her hips back and forth, rubbing her clit against my pubic bone, and sitting upright and rising and falling on the shaft of my cock. Her nipples with painfully stiff and her breasts bounced and swayed as she rode up and down the shaft. I continued to forgo any finesse and just gave her a solid intense fucking, pounding into her and holding her hips tight. She came hard and pushed against me a little deeper, which was just enough to send me over the edge as well. She held that lovely angle and depth just right as my cock pulsed and spasmed inside her. She shone with a self-satisfied smile and kissed me on the forehead. “Okay, I’m done with you now.”

I adore sex in the afternoon. That’s the time both M and I are likely to be bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, playful and energetic. I walked up to M as she puttered in the kitchen, and without preamble, turned her to face me and slid my hand down the front of her pants. She inhaled deeply, and widened her stance just enough to accomodate me. I stroked and fingered her enthusiascally, supporting her a little with my other hand when her knees began to buckle. “Another” she said, and I complied, roughly rubbing beside her clit and making her cry out.

While her eyes were still screwed tight, I pulled my hand out and turned her to face the french doors the face the deck, and the yard below. I lifted her hands, positioning them on either side of the door frame. I tugged her pants to her ankles and bent her until her cheek pressed against the glass. Reaching between her legs, I resumed fingering her. She came to a full boil in no time, crying out “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I let her catch her breath, and she lifted her head and stepped out of her pants. “What do you want to do next?”, she asked with a smile.

We went downstairs, and flitted from position to position, tasting everything. First I laided her on the bed with her head hanging off the side, and fed her my cock. As she sarted sucking, I leaned forward, lifted her leg under my arm and arched into a sort of 69. I lapped at her pussy and felt her gasp around my cock as she responded to my attention.

She eventually pushed me away and asked to slide into a 69 with me on the bottom. She leaned back into a kneeling position and I slid my head right between her thighs, under her pussy. She folded over and sucked my cock deep as I resumed licking her. I quickly brought her to two more orgasms and she sucked up and down the shaft of my cock. When I got her right at orgasm, she lifted her head and rested her cheek on my thigh so she could breath, cum and cry out.

She rolled sideways off me, and I laid on my back and said I wasn’t done yet. So she straddled my face again, facing my head this time. She was spread wide and dripping wet, and I lapped straight up the middle of her cunt, ending at her clit with each stroke and making her moan each time. Two more fast, hard orgasms, and she surrendered again. As she rose she said, “I want to fuck standing this time.”

I moved her towards the window, lifted the blinds, and put her palms on the window sill. I stepped behind her and used my hand to guide my cock into her pussy. M adores this position, as the angle is just right for my cock head to batter her G-spot. She started praying to gods she doesn’t even believe in as I pushed deep and started up a steady pace. Her elbows rattled against the window pane as I pushed into her from behind, until she braced herslf better and started pushing back against me. Her moaning came in a contant flow now, and I wasn’t sure where one orgasm trailed off and the next began. She stopped even trying to look out the window, and lowered her head and shoulders even further and leaned back against me, sagging into my stiff cock.

I stroked into her several more times, and then pulsed into a deep orgasm just as something extra opens in her pussy and she sank even deeper onto me, if that was possible. I braced my hand against the window frame and let my head clear before I stepped backwards and slipped my cock out of her.

It’s a little colder here than we are used to, so when I woke up this morning I spooned up tight behind M and drew as close to her as I could. She was wearing a little waffle weave shift that had ridden up on her waist, so I nestled my cock against the cleft of her ass and kissed gently at her neck. She stirred and wriggled back against me. Her answer early in the morning can vary from “G’way, only lunatics are awake this early” to “Bring it on”, and I took her response to be the latter.

I snaked one arm under her to cup her breast, and with the other hand I gently massaged her thigh and combed her little tuft of pubic hair with my fingers. She made a welcome noise and I felt her nipple stiffen against my palm. She threw her top leg back over my leg, parting her thighs and inviting further attention. I increased the pressure on her neck, pressing my teeth into that bundle of muscles until I felt her go rigid, while I gently pulled at her nipple. Finally I brought my hand to her pussy, parting her lips and finding her quite wet already. I painted her open lips with her own fluids, making everything wet and slick with her pleasure.

I pulled back, rolled M onto her back and covered her, kissing the other side of her neck, then kissing her full on the lips. I padded backwards on all fours, pausing briefly to suckle at her nipples, then sliding further down to lap at her spread pussy. I love the musk of her cunt when it’s swollen and aroused. I’m willing, even eager, to suck her long past the point where she’s eager for my cock. I usually have to pace myself, drawing out her orgasms and teasing her so that I enjoy the licking before she pushes my head away and pulls my shoulders forward. I licked above her clit, on the hood, blunting the attention to make it last longer. When her breath quickened and she started moving to get more direct attention, I moved further down and plunged my tongue into her cunt, sucking in her juices. When her hips stopped twitching, I went back to her clit and teased her some more, before retreating again. I repeated this pattern several times, until I finally felt sorry for her and started a fast, fierce pace, unrelenting. That time when she rocked her hips, I gave her what she wanted, and she came loudly and incoherently. I’ve long since learned that something about her mumbled patter means I should stop licking and simply suck hard at her clit, or press hard with my tongue, holding a pressure against her clit. Either sustains her orgasm for several seconds, holding her on that peak of bliss for just a little longer.

I gave her just a brief few seconds to recover, while I adjusted my shoulders and turned my head a bit sideways. Then I started lapping sideways across the top of her labia and her clit with a broad, flat tongue, lapping like a puppy. She immediately started cumming again, her chanting reaching higher and higher.

I climbed forward over her body and she eagerly reached down for my cock and fitted the head into her spread lips. Despite how wet she was, it took several strokes to get fully seated into her pussy. I taunted her as I wiggled my way forward, “What a tight little cunt. Is this your first time? Am I supposed to go slow just because your little pussy can’t handle my big man-dick?” She smiled big and pushed her hips up, “Yes, but I don’t care. Batter into me with your big man-dick!” Once her flow had coated my shaft, I slid in and out of her easily, stroking from deeply and lifting up and forwards to bring pressure on her clit as well. She gasped, and started rocking in time to my strokes, fucking back at me. She reached a fast peak, came, and then growled at me, “Lift my leg”.

I put her right leg over my shoulder and pushed even deeper into her. Her eyes got big as my cock just brushed her cervix, and then I started fucking harder, giving her everything I had. She held her knee to her chest and started wailing. I felt the wetness of her cum smacking against the top of my ballsack and I slapped into her repeatedly. Her shoulders tossed side to side and she knocked several pillows onto the floor as I fucked her roughly. I finally sank deep into her and spasmed hard several times, feeling her cunt squeeze and grab in unconscious response, milking my prick.

When the heat of the moment was past, I released with a gentleness in proportion to the prior savagery. I leaned back slowly, eased her leg down and coaxed her onto her side. I slid behind her, spooning her again, this time with a cum-drenched cock. I kissed her neck again and said “Good morning”.

M woke up a couple of hours after me and came upstairs to find me at the computer. I gave her a “Good Morning” and asked if she might be willing to revisit the bed for a bit. She grinned and said, “Sure!”

We slid between the sheets and she started warming my chilled body. We cuddled close, face to face, and she squealed softly each time my icy hands brushed her back or hips. As I warmed up, she pressed closer and we kissed, long lingering kisses like teenagers. She pushed me onto my back and laid her hot body against the length of me, radiating heat into my chest and continuing to kiss me from above. Her pussy bore down on my cock, and ground against the stiffness. With very little prompting, she slid forwards along my body, dragging her pussy up my belly, up my chest, and finally she was straddling my head, with her pussy poised just over my mouth.

I inhaled deeply, taking in her heady aroma. I started nuzzling against her thighs and open labia, and licked gently, parting the lips and moistening the folds. M braced one hand against the wall and another on my head, and parted her thighs a little more to sink lower onto my mouth. I took that as my cue to become a little more aggressive. I built a slow steady pace of gentle lapping along the shaft of her clit. M is so impatient, she twisted and rolled her hips trying to get a little more, but I have learned from long experience that she cums harder if I make her wait just a little bit, if I drag it out. So, I bend and flex to resist her pressing for more, and maintain my steady strokes. It took a few minutes, but when her orgasm finally hit, she’s nearly incoherent, getting out a grunt that somehow meant, “Stop licking, just press, squeeze” and so I pulled her clit hood between my lips and pressed, held, until her trembling subsided. I gave her just a moment of open her eyes and take a deep breath, and started again, high on the shaft of her clit. Her pussy was flowing with musk now, and I lapped it up hungrily, and when she rolled her hips forward I obliged by lapping directly at the head of her clit, which made her cry out loudly. I am really enjoying being in a house, when we don’t have to worry about being noisy.

When she could breath again, she dragged her wet pussy back down my torso, and slid right down onto my flagpole cock. We immediately started a hard pace, her rocking from above and me thrusting up from below. Her eyes were clear and focused until I reached up to cup her breasts and gently pinch her nipples. Then her eyes rolled back and she started cumming again, a vision that makes my cock strain. I thrust harder and faster, forcing one more orgasm into her just as I cum what feels like pints. She planted her hands on my chest and sagged there, feeling the pulse and throb of my cock. When she could feel my erection dwindling, she rolled onto her side and pushed back against me for spooning and pillow talk.

We awoke just as the sky was barely beginning to lighten. We talked in low tones, talking about the chores of the day, what we had planned, the cat that had found a warm spot between our legs at the foot of the bed. I soon pulled her close for spooning, so that I could kiss at the back of her neck and below her ears. She soon rolled to face me (which must be “forking”, no?) and pressed her tits against my chest. My hand cupped her ass cheek and pulled her close.

The cliche seems to be that women most want sex late in the evening, and men are ready to go first thing in the morning. That pattern certainly holds true for M and me, but on certain mornings she awakens determined to drain me dry. And this was one of those.

I stroked her pussy, to find it wet and sticky from the night before. I was half-stiff already, but she quickly sucked me into a full erection and straddled me again, just as the night before. She leaned over me low and started whispering in my ear while her hips rocked up and down on my cock. She knows I have a weakness for dirty talk, dirty stories, and she was determined to use this knowledge to get me off as fast and as hard as possible.

“Later today, we can go to Juvie and find you two little nymphets, serving time for seducing their teacher. You can check them out and take them to a hotel room and punish them in the only appropriate way…” The words themselves matter rather less than simply hearing her low dusky voice and feeling her warm humid breath against my ear and neck. It wasn’t long at all before my hands grabbed her hip bones and pulled her low on my cock while I throbbed in release. She shone with a broad, self-satisfied smile, kissed me on the nose and said, “Good morning!” before dismounting and padding off to the bathroom.

I am a very lucky man!

M and I stayed with friends, sleeping in their guest room while we waited for our furniture to arrive. When we finally slipped off to bed, it was already quite late, and we were happy about sleeping on a real mattress for a change. We started snuggling closer, nuzzling against each other when I considered the creaky wooden floors and noisy wooden bed frame, on the floor immediately above our hosts’ bedroom. Not that this stopped us, but it did slow us down a bit.

We kissed and snuggled for a bit, stroking bare skin. I had almost forgotten that she had gone to the waxer earlier in the day, so I was delighted to find a bare pussy, velvety smooth, impossibly soft. I petted and stroked her naked lips until she was slippery wet and mewing into my neck.

I was eager and ready, rather harder and longer than is my norm. M wrapped her hand softly along the shaft of my cock and murmured “Oh my”. She turned her shoulders, lowered her head and engulfed me in one move. My hand went to her pert bottom and resumed stroking. We were trying hard to be quiet, so I never heard her cry out, but I could gauge her response to my fondling by the sudden frantic increase in her sucking of my cock. When she couldn’t take any more, she pulled her head back and sung her leg across my middle and pressed my cock head again her wet cunt. Just as she said, “Give me a second”, I lifted my hips and the head nestled just inside her. She moaned, and pressed back against me, slipping deeper and deeper, until she had the full length of it and I could feel a bead of moisture slide along my balls.

The pace was necessarily slow and patient, as we tried to keep tell-tale noise to a bare minimum. I pushed against M’s chest and rocked her backwards so that I could stroke her clit while my cock throbbed inside her. She took only a very little of that before rolling forward again and squeezing her pussy tight, milking my cock. Several strokes like that and I came deep inside her. Just as my cock pulsed and surged, she moaned deeply, responding to the throb and the hot splash of cum inside her.

We fell asleep almost instantly, warm, comfortable, sated.