Sarah and I had been a couple for quite a while when I began to realize her sex drive would not taper off as we grew familiar with each other. That was more than fine with me; it was merely surprising. I expected desire to dwindle with routine and repetition, but not for Sarah. She was always effortlessly finding ways to make things new. As a bonus, she was one of those women you think are too hot to engage in anything so base as a thorough fucking. Tall, willowy, and blond, she dressed and bore herself like a Senator with fashion sense. To spend time in bed with her was to be constantly amazed.
One Sunday morning, I woke with a strong erection. I had been dreaming of Sarah when, in the waking world, a fire truck passed by on the busy city street outside my apartment, siren blaring. Realizing I was awake, I was at first annoyed at having lost the dream, but then thought: Here was the real Sarah lying here with me! She lay on her back to my right, golden tresses arrayed about her head. I raised myself up on my right elbow to watch her steady breathing. I've never gotten tired of that rhythm. But my pulsing cock was on a mission.
Sarah had told me she liked to be awoken with erotic caresses, but I had never done it before, so I was unsure how to proceed. I pondered my options for a few seconds. Finally, I reached out and tentatively dragged the fingertips of my left hand across the underside of her right breast. She didn't stir. Slightly more bold, I cupped her breast with my the palm of my hand, thumb poised. Gently I caressed her. I fought the urge to lean down and suckle her. Instead, my thumb traced the edge of her areola, and I got my first reaction: her nipple began to stiffen. In fact, soon both her nipples were erect. I was doing something right! Then I did lean down and tease her left nipple with my tongue, and I felt her breathing accelerate. I hoped her dreams were shifting to something similar to what mine had been. My lips opened and engulfed her nipple, and the tip of my tongue swirled around the taut little nub.
I could hear her breath whispering in and out of her now as my left hand stole down across her belly and onto her right thigh. I couldn't resist seeing how wet she was; lucky for me, her legs were already parted, and I had no trouble slowly sliding down and in across her inner thigh. Sarah neatly trimmed her pubic hair to a small patch above her pussy, so inadvertent tickling would not be my undoing. Ever-so-lightly, I stroked her outer lips. Encountering Sarah's wet pussy for the first time in each of our sessions was always tremendously exciting to me, because it told me she wanted me more powerfully than any words ever could. I pressed gently inward and parted her outer lips to find what I sought. Her pussy was indeed warm and wet, and I began to stroke my middle fingertip between her lips, opening her and spreading her slick juices evenly.
By now, I could hear a bit of a quiver in Sarah's breathing, but when I stole a glance at her face, it seemed she remained asleep. I slid my middle finger upwards toward her clit, just barely opening her clitoral hood. I admit it: I'm a tease, even when my victim is asleep. Back down my finger slid between her gloriously wet pussy lips, and up again to part her hood. I could scarcely believe she was still asleep. I allowed my finger to lightly brush her clit, and I heard her breath catch. If she had been awake, she'd be saying "Oh, please..." But my finger slid back down between her lips again. Finally, I gave her clit the attention I knew she would have felt it needed, slipping up and gently circling her bud. Within a few seconds I heard her give the very slightest of moans.
Shifting slightly, I began to suck and lick her right breast while my middle finger continued to circle her clit, dipping down between her lips only occasionally to keep wet. I realized the tip of my cock was brushing her hip, smearing a drop of pre-cum there. Sarah wasn't on any form of birth control, and I knew she was at about the mid-point of her cycle, so this was something I had to be careful about. It also made me think how nice it would be to just shift down a little bit and... but no, of course that would be crazy. I concentrated on making just the right circles on Sarah's clit that I knew she loved most. It usually didn't take her long to cum if I was spot on, so to speak. Her moans were growing a little louder and more frequent, but she was wordy girl, and I was pretty sure that if she were awake she would be speaking her pleasure.
"James?" She was awake after all! "James... mmmmmmmm..." Well, OK, maybe she was only working toward wakefulness. "Oh, God... so good..." I pressed a little harder on her clit, still circling. "Baby... baby... I'm gonna... I'm gonna... Unnnnnnnnnh..." I felt the spasms in her pussy like distant mini-earthquakes as she came. "Unnnnnnnnnh..." Her legs closed on my hand and her hips bucked upward slightly. I loved to hear and feel her cum. I didn't stop circling her clit till she reached down and pulled my hand away. It was easier for her than trying to teach me when to stop, I guess. I cuddled up close to her and kissed every spot on her face but her mouth, which was gulping air. I held her while her breathing slowed and licked her sweet juices off my fingers. Not for a second did I forget my straining cock wedged between us.
"What a good morning!" she said, finally.
"Good morning to you, too, babe," I said, and kissed her warmly as my hand once again cupped her breast, thumb brushing her nipple softly. Her tongue slipped between my lips and my tongue greeted her. Soon I realized I had been gently humping her hip for a few seconds. She broke our kiss.
"Somebody," she said, reaching down between us to grasp my pulsing cock, "needs attention!" I stopped humping and let her stroke me. I renewed the kiss and she had me moaning into her mouth in seconds. She knew just how to stroke the sensitive spot on the underside of my head, and I would have cum very quickly, but she knew me too well to let that happen. She broke our kiss again.
"Baby, I need you inside me." Wow. She couldn't have missed my cock twitching in her hand when she said that. Immediately I was rummaging around in the bedside table's drawer for a condom... and rummaging... and.... uh oh. I moved over to get a closer look. There was the condom box, empty, and I had thought there'd be be a loose condom or two left in the drawer... but no. Nothing.
"Babe..." I started. My cock had already started to wilt.
"I already know," she said. "C'mere." I curled back up with her and her hand went right back to encircle me again, coaxing my erection back to life. "I really need you in me," she said.
"I know, but..."
"Yes, and I know, too. But I really need it. Before I woke up... You should have seen that dream! Well, I guess you were sort of there..."
"Sounds like the same dream I had."
"Mmmmmmm." She smiled. "Baby, just put it in me a little bit. I need to feel you. Don't cum in me, but..."
"Sarah, what's on your hand right now?"
At first, she wasn't sure what I was asking. "Pre-cum. OK, I can fix that." She knelt over me and took my cock in her mouth. For a moment, I thought she had changed her mind, and I relaxed into it, but then I realized she wasn't trying to get me off; she was trying to clean me. She was stroking the pre-cum already in my cock up and out and sucking it down. Hungrily, I might add. When she was done, she laid down next to me with a smile on her face. "That should make you safe enough for a little while."
I badly wanted to fuck her, which was tough. And I knew she badly wanted me to fuck her, which made it tougher. And she had just made it very easy for me to tell myself it was going to be all right, and by sucking my cock! So I did the same as you would do.
"OK. But just a little bit. And then I'm out."
"Just a little bit," she agreed.
She raised her knees and spread her legs and I knelt between them. My rigid cock stood out from my body, still glistening with her saliva. I looked at her with a nervous smile and shook my head a little bit, amazed at what we were about to do, then sat back on my feet and scooted my knees under her thighs so that the head of my cock lay just at her entrance.
"You're sure?" I asked.
"I'm sure, baby. It's OK. Just pull out if you're close at all."
