Morning sun through the curtins

The morning light floods into your bedroom, you shift in the covers and stretch, making little sounds as you do. A contented sigh bursts from your lips. You groan slightly, then step out of bed and walk past its end to stand in front of your mirror.

Looking at your reflection, you consider yourself for a moment. You lift your tank top and stand there looking at your creamy tummy. You purse your lips, all the while I look over at you from the bed. You begin to look over the rest of your body. Your eye’s travel up and down your curves.

My view is double, as I can see you from behind and also your reflection in the mirror. I stare at your luscious hips, and a shiver passes through me. I feel my breath catch for a moment as you bend over slightly to inspect some feature a little closer. Your gorgeous arse pokes towards me, and your reflection’s cleavage plunges into the darkness of your top.

You smile over at me for a moment then go back to your assessment. Perhaps not realising what effect your little inspection has had on me, or perhaps you do, and this is just part of the game.

Quietly I rise from the covers and on the bed still, shuffle towards you on my knees. The air is cool on my bare chest, and there is the begging’s of a bulge in my boxers. I get closer to you, and something finally alerts you to my proximity.

You look up as I lunge towards you. My arms encircle you, and you make a small squeak as I pull you off your feet and lay you back on the bed. You giggle once nervously, as I lie beside you now, and you look into my eyes.

Do you see the hunger in them? Do you see the evil plans I have for you? To do to you?

Before you have a chance to say anything I lift your top away from your smooth alabaster tummy, and move me head so it is now hooked under your top. I lower my head to the sea of cream coloured skin.

Where I blow the biggest raspberry you have ever heard. For a second you obviously can’t believe what I have done, then you laugh and hit my on the back, I smile and blow a bigger one than before. You slap my back again and call me an idiot, you tell me to get off you. But the laughter in your voice betrays you.

I quickly switch to kissing your bare stomach, planting gentle kisses on your skin. My lips trailing across your flesh as I slowly work my way down. I detour to your right hip and between a kiss I gently bite you. I hear your breath flutter, and I feel your hands on the back of my head.

I cross back over to your cute belly button and quickly poke my tongue in to it. I inhale deeply; the scent of your skin is a mix of your favourite lotion and the warm cotton smell of your sheets. It’s so simple, yet it makes me start to get hard.

You are no longer laughing, I look up for a moment and see that your eyes are closed, but quickly you push my lips back against your milky skin. I hook my thumbs around the bands of your underwear, and slowly start to slide them down. I gently brush my lips across the newly exposed skin.

My fingertips caress the outside of your hips, and your upper thighs as you underwear creeps down. Your breathing has become much heavier now, almost a soft panting. You inhale sharply as I kiss the supple flesh over your pelvic bone. The slight bristle of my chin’s morning stubble, rakes across this delicate and sensitive area.

A small patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair is uncovered as your panties continue their descent. I rub my face across your bare pelvis now, delighting in how soft your skin is. I suddenly get a whiff or something different.

Something immediately feminine yet primal. I look down at the crotch of your panties and they are soaked. Your pussy lips are clearly outlined as the crotch sticks to them like a second skin. I immediately place my face between your legs.

I push my face forward into your crotch so that my nose is pressed against your mons, and my mouth only has a thin layer of wet cotton separating it from your pussy lips. You groan and tell me to stop teasing you.
I look up and with my face still pressed against your pussy ask you what do you want me to do. My muffled voice sends vibrations through your wet pussy, making you writhe. I ask you again what you want me to do, and this time you respond.

“Lick me, suck me, finger fuck me, and make me cum.” You gasp. The agony and the ecstasy, of me being so close, yet not doing anything is driving you mad. I extend just the tip of my tongue and run it gently up and down the middle of your lips. It plays over the cotton which is wet with your own juices.

You whimper and I feel your fingers twist in my hair to press my face harder in between your legs. My slow teasing has become almost cruel. Finally I judge the time to be right. I curl my arms under your thighs and back over the top where my left hand now grabs the right side of your panties and peel them from your burning pussy.

Burning is right, I can now feel heat radiating from your red and inflamed vagina. Your lips glisten with your own juices. I don’t have but a moment to admire its beauty before your hands force me back into your crotch. My chin rests just below your pussy, and my nose is buried once again in your mons.

Now I feel your slick juices coat my face, I feel your soft pussy lips against my own lips. Once again I stick out my tongue but this time there is nothing between it and the depths of your inflamed pussy. I start with a quick licking motion running all the way up your slit, with just the tip of my tongue.

Tasting the sweetness of you I want more, and I spread your lips apart with both my hands. This exposes the depths of your gorgeous pink pussy. I flatten out my tongue and begin to lap up and down like a kitten does to its bowl of milk.

You start to moan, and gently buck your hips into my face, trying to get me deeper into you. I poke my tongue out as far as it will go and thrust it into your hole, I quickly slip it back out, and back in again. All the time, your juices flow into my mouth like a sweet nectar.

I shift my tongue out of the depths of your glorious pussy, and gently peel back your hood. I run my tongue around your clit in circles. You thrash your head from side to side. It’s at this point that I slip a finger into you. As I gently lap at your clit, I slowly force a finger into your tight pussy.

I can feel your walls gripping my finger, clamping down on it, and then releasing it for a moment so I can wiggle it a little deeper. By now you are starting to moan and your breathing has become erratic. I look up and can see your magnificent chest rising and falling. Your shirt is scrunched up around your neck and one hand is playing with a nipple.

You are rolling it between your thumb and fingers, pinching it each time I thrust my finger into you. My dick is throbbing now, and is painfully erect. Giving you this pleasure is makes me smile, but the evil look in my eye say’s I’m not finished with you yet.

I stop rolling your clit around with my tongue and move back from your pussy. You whimper and call me a bastard, you breathlessly order me to keep sucking on your pussy. Instead I run my left thumb over your clit and hood. The direct contact causes your thighs to shudder. You call me an arsehole, and say that you love it.

With my right hand I now insert a second finger into you. I start moving them in and out of you faster. All the while I feel the contours of your walls trying to squeeze my fingers. I rotate them so they are now side by side thrusting into your slick pussy. All the while I keep rubbing my thumb over your clit.

I can start to feel you shaking now. Your hips are lifting from the bed and your head is arched back into the pillow. Your cheeks have turned rosy and your eyes are clamped shut. You’re entirely focused on my hands on and in your pussy.

You growl at me ” Faster, faster, faster, FASTER YOU SON OF A BITCH!” I smirk and happily comply. My fingers are now pumping in and out of your pussy like a piston. I curl the tips of them as I pull out, to rub against a more sensitive part of you.

“There! There! Right there! You pant. Both of your hands are now massaging your glorious breasts, pinching both of your nipples, as your hips continue to undulate as they meet my hand. The sounds rising from your crotch are almost like a sucking squelch as your juices run freely while my fingers pound into you.

I lower my face to your pussy, and quickly flick my tongue over your clit. Sensing you are close, I run my tongue around it in circles a few times, and then finally suck it gently with my lips. Your hips start to buck.
“Oh SHIT! OH SHIT! OH SHIT!” You shout into the room. I suck your clit a little harder, and your thighs clamp shut on my head. “DONT STOP! DONT STOP! DONT STOP!”

You are writhing around on the bed, your hips bucking your sopping wet pussy up into my face, my fingers are still ramming in and out of you as fast as they can. Were it not for your spectacular thighs locking my head into a vice like grip I might have had some trouble keeping my mouth over your clit.

Muffled now by the flesh prison my head is now locked into I can hear you scream. “IM COMMING! IM COMMING!” Over and over. But I already knew this by the sudden flood of your juices which have just covered my chin, and hands.

Popping your clit out of my mouth, you relax your thighs and spread your legs wide. I can see the muscles in your thighs quivering, while you still undulate your hips up towards my mouth. You breathing is quick and is really a series of gasps. Your chest is flushed red and so are your rosy cheeks.

My fingers are still inside you, and I draw them out. This sets off another chain of shudders through your legs, and your groan in ecstasy. I stick my head right into your pussy and smear your juices all over my face. The heat coming from your little mound is palpable.

Your breathing is starting to return to normal, and I look up at you. You are looking back down at me and I can see the strands of hair plastered to your damp forehead.

Then I smile at you with my face all shiny with your juices, and say to you. “Morning baby.”