Short Thicc Big Titty Goth Girl's Morning Fuck(s)
The first thing Cal noticed when he began to wake up was the sound of soft nasal snoring beside him. The second was the feeling of smooth skin against his body, followed by the smell of sweat, sex, and flowery body spray. He opened his eyes to a smooshed face on a pillow next to him, makeup smeared and streaked from the previous nights escapades. It was one of the cutest things he'd ever seen.
A sudden snort from Abby as she woke up made him jump a little as he realized he had been staring. She yawned loudly and in a half awake, blurry eyed voice asked, "Wha time is it?"
Cal looked over at the hotel's bedside clock and answered, "Uh, about 8:30. And morning to you, too."
Groggily she sat up, "Good. That means I have time for this." Clumsily she threw back the sheets covering Cal's naked body and proceeded to move down to his crotch. Before he had a chance to even react, she began to softly suck his limp cock, tenderly working his balls in her small hand and pressing up on the spot behind them. He immediately felt his head go fuzzy as her warm, wet mouth enveloped him first thing in the morning. It didn't take long for him to harden in her gentle care and he ran his fingers through her black and purple streaked hair as she bobbed up and down on his shaft.
Abby reached down and began rubbing her pussy, spreading her already flowing juices around. Cal could only lay back and moan with his eyes shut as he surrendered to the pleasure of an expert tongue rolling around the head of his throbbing member.
With a loud pop, Abby pulled her mouth off of him and muttering, "I'm fucking horny," before climbing on top of him, taking him in her hand to guide him to her slick opening. His head still swimming from just having woken up to the intense sensation of a breakfast blow job, Cal let out a breathless gasp as he felt himself enter her tightness. She was already soaked as she dropped the full weight of her barely five foot tall (according to her) body on his cock, immediately taking all of him and feeling him pressing against her back walls.
This only made her cunt even hungrier as she began to purposefully pump up and down on his throbbing rod. Neither of their brains were active enough yet to feel hesitation or self consciousness as she fucked Cal like it was her morning exercises. Her grunts as she plopped her thick booty onto him again and again combined with the wet slapping sounds from between her legs and her breasts bouncing heavily on her chest were almost overwhelming. He had to grab her hips and hold her in place to keep from spilling in her too soon.
"H-hold on, you're getting me too close. Take a sec so I can come down a little," he almost pleaded.
Abby obliged reluctantly, but continued to slightly rock back and forth. "Well you'd better work on your staying power big boy, cause this is gonna be a regular thing until you leave town."
Cal watched her moving on him and had to reach up and squeeze her enormous, amazing tits. Taking the hint, she leaned down so he could move them to his mouth and lick and suck her puffy nipples. His greedy fondling of her milkers made her both smile and moan at the sensation of his lips on her sensitive nippies. Still suckling on her, his hands moved down and began to caress her smooth, hanging belly. This caused her to blush a little, but it felt too good for her to protest. It did, however, reinvigorate her movements as her rocking increased in speed and intensity.
For the first time that morning, Abby looked down at Cal. His fuck drunk expression and black lipstick smeared face worshiping her breasts made her blush even more. Internally, she forced the feelings that were stirring in her chest down as his cock churned her insides. She was temporarily able to shove the emotions to the side and focus on the task at hand, making her cunt happy and feeding it this mans cum.
"Get ready, buddy," Abby warned as she began to shift to a squatting position. Not prepared for what was about to happen, Cal could only watch as she put her hands on his chest and began to slam furiously onto him. Neither of their minds were fully aware yet of where exactly they were, so as she pushed him into the bed while simultaneously forcing him as deep as she could made them both loudly voice their carnal pleasure. Those still in their adjoining rooms whether trying to sleep or not were treated to the raucous sounds of a woman yelling "Fucking take it!" and a man responding simply with a combination of "Oh fuck!" and "Shit! Shit!" along with the squeaking of bed springs, leaving little ambiguity on what was happening in Cal's room.
Abby slammed down one final time as her pussy began to gush all over Cal, squeezing intensely as she let out a long, "Fuuuuuck!" He started frantically thrusting up inside her and didn't even have time to announce his own orgasm as he began to suddenly shoot his load deep into her still clenching womb. His fingers dug into her squishy hips as he released in spasms, his legs shaking from the intensity. Willingly, he sank into the post nut state of half consciousness as Abby's sweat covered body collapsed on top of him. Both were panting furiously as they tried to catch their breath, but Cal was still able to wrap his arms around her and hold her tight. This time Abby reluctantly allowed her walled off interior to soften a little and she timidly pawed at his heaving chest with her stubby fingers.
Unfortunately the moment couldn't last forever as Cal's pulverized bladder began to send threats up to his brain. A depraved intrusive thought, possibly sprung from Abby's previous nights mention of him urinating on her face, entered his mind and he briefly wondered what it would be like to simply let go while still sheathed in her inner walls. He guiltily shoved the thought out and gently moved her limp body off of him so he could almost comically speed walked to the bathroom. The act of holding his piss in was becoming painful as he wrestled with lifting the toilet seat before he began spraying all over the place. With a resounding sigh of relief, he was finally able to relieve himself without causing a giant mess.
Cal looked down as his powerful stream continued unabated and saw his cock still covered in a combination of his own semen and Abby's cream along with a still damp coating of her juices. He was surprised by the sound of Abby entering the bathroom. She was doing the peepee dance as she proclaimed, "Hurry up or I'ma piss in your shower!" The sound of both his potty party and his audible satisfaction had sent her scramble the bathroom to avoid having an accident on his bed.
While watching her hop from one foot to the other Cal struggled to push the remaining amount out of himself as the slapstick scene was teetering on tragedy, a task only made more difficult as the sight of her jiggling jugs was threatening to make him hard again and temporarily interrupt the process. Finally he was able to shake the last drops out before helpfully dropping the seat to make way for Abby's crash landing. "Oh Jesus fuck that was close!" she exclaimed as the sound of what could only be described as a spraying hose filled the room.
Not sure what to do in the situation, Cal stood there dumbly as he watched the girl he'd only known for two nights going to the bathroom right in front of him. Unconcerned, Abby finally relaxed as the flood turned to a steady trickle and noticed that he was still in the room. She also noticed that he had started getting hard again. "Oh yeah?" she smirked, glancing back and forth from his face to his dick. Cal blushed deeply and was about to try and mount a defense as to why he was becoming so aroused in the presence of a urinating woman, but she ended the train of thought by pulling him closer and taking him carefully in her fingers. She tore off a piece of toilet paper, then squeezed the remaining drops out of the head and wiped them off before beginning to slowly lick his shaft clean of the mixture of both of their cum.
Cal felt a funny fluttering in his tummy at the combination of her mouth again on his growing erection while the sound of her relieving herself still filled the room. He was both a little wierded out and conflicted about what he was supposed to be feeling and for some reason it was making him even more aroused. Abby slurped up the little gobs of white that were still clinging to his cock and licked up her own squirt off of his balls, teasing him by taking each ball into her mouth and gently sucking them before moving back up his length and finally sucking him into her mouth again. Cal leaned back on the counter behind him as his still sensitive cock was again being filated so soon after cumming.
