I slowly awake, disoriented at first, from the feeling of strong arms around me. I quickly remembered that Mike was finally here with me. I am completely relaxed lying in my bed with him. It was as if the world had completely dissolved around us. I run the evening's events through my head: our first kiss, our dinner, and our incredible lovemaking. He had been unbelievable, not letting me do anything, just letting me feel his wondrous hands and mouth all over my body. Just thinking about all of this was getting me wet and wanting more of Mike. However, it was time to repay the favor to him. As softly and as quietly as possibly I slip from the warm cocoon of his arms. I wanted to freshen myself up before I awoke him with pure pleasure.
Making my way to the bathroom I gather a washcloth and glance back at Mike's sleeping body. All I could think was that this was it. This is what I have been waiting for my entire life. I quickly wet a washcloth and begin running it over my naked body. I slide it down my breasts and over my nipples. My nipples immediately harden at the touch of the cool wet cloth. Standing before the mirror, I watch the cloth run down my chest, over my stomach, and down to my pussy. I lightly run the washcloth over my pussy. My clit is still extremely sensitive from the orgasm that I had just had. With two fingers wrapped in a washcloth I begin to stroke my clit. Unable to stand any longer, I sit down on the toilet seat spreading my legs wider.
Dropping the washcloth to the floor my fingers continue on their journey. While one hand begins to rub slow circles around my clit, my other hand is rubbing my breasts and nipples, lightly pinching and pulling. I hear a noise from the bedroom; however, I am too caught up in my bliss to pay any attention. Needing more, I thrust two fingers into my dripping wet pussy. I bring my hand down from my breasts, and using my middle finger I continue to massage my clit, rubbing in little circles around the hard nub of my arousal. Using three of my fingers, I thrust them deep inside of me. I can feel the beginnings of my orgasm as my breathing quickens. Rubbing my clit faster and faster, I moan quietly because I do not want to wake Mike up. I feel the wave after wave of orgasm go through me. Collapsing up against the toilet, I hear a slight moan. I look up and Mike is standing there naked with his hard cock in his hand.
