The Ex - Factor

Avi woke up to an unexplained happiness, a sweet unfamiliar smell and sounds of the sea. A gentle hum of the ship as they moved sounded like the perfect white noise, or was that the soft breathing of Sanya next to him. Sanya next to him, first thing in the morning! Avi's heartbeat rose for a while he assumed he was dreaming and realized he wasn't. He felt exhilarated, overwhelmed and excited all at the same time. Sanya stirred in her sleep, did she sense him waking up. Careful not to disturb her Avi turned to her side, meaning to get up and out of the bed but.. "Damn this woman is beautiful," morning light filtered on her golden face, her dark black hair spread out on the white pillows.

The picture of perfection stirred desires that Avi had cherished long ago, crushed and forgotten for many years, here they were, a living possibility. Avi hadn't experience the morning wood in a long time, down under the sheets him member stiffened in need. Smiling to himself he sank back down into his pillow, nuzzling closer to Sanya's sweet smell. If women are witches this smell in the hair is sure their magic power, Avi pulled himself around Sanya's cuddled frame, spooning her into a gentle embrace. His warmth eased her, waking upto to a bear hug is the best feeling in the world, Sanya reflected, stretching herself farther into him. Avi was amused by her waking up process of stretches, squirms and smiles... "such a baby" he thought. "Good morning babe" he said.

"mmm.." she turned to his side and snuggled into his chest. The smell from her hair grew stronger and closer. Avi's cock swayed, hardening further, as if to demand her attention. She felt it too and pressed herself closer, her tummy touching his cock, "n good morning to you too" she mumbled.

There's something about the morning needs of a man, it's raw, it's urgent and above all it's brutally honest. Now that he knew Sanya was awake enough and aware enough of the situation arising between his legs, Avi dropped all precautions. He pressed himself further, closer into a hug that left no space between their bodies. His eyes darkened into a storm.

She returned the hug, her legs dragging all over his side, till she wrapped it over his waist. Avi held onto her knee and pulled, desperate to feel the heat between her thighs upon his cock. He bent his face into the sweet smell of her hair, he found a spot on her shoulder and licked, hoping to taste the sweetness of that smell. but that wasn't enough, he bit into her flesh, he needed more. "Ah" she drew on e sharp breath, all sleep now gone, a fire lit between her legs. He ached to thrust himself into her warm wetness. With one swift move he pulled her over himself, positioning her to mount him. Her golden body filled his vision in full glory.

He took a moment to savour the view, like a golden bird unfurling herself before she dropped down to kiss his neck and shoulders, the magical hair blocking his vision. He closed his eyes, settling into the intoxication, gentling moving to her rhythm. After a while, as if she had had her fill, Sanya pulled back into her exposed position over him. Avi opened his eyes not wanting to miss the view, instinctively raising his hands to caress her breasts, heaving with every breath. She drew a sharp breath, widening her legs, a wet heat reached his groins. His cock squirmed a restless reminder. She brought herself closer around it. A moist warmth that felt so familiar. Their bodies moved to a rhythm now. A rhythm that brought them closer, and yet not close enough. She kept him out, teasing him with her wetness.

Avi opened his eyes mildly surprised at being teased like that, a knowing smile on Sanyas face annoyed him playfully. The girl's doing it purposefully. He gave a jerky thrust that disbalance her into his chest. Holding her tight into a bear hug he resumed their rhythm. Sanya lifted her face for a warm wet, morning kiss, and as they ate each others faces, she eased herself over him. A warm wetness enveloped him, Avi let out a long breath of peace. She broke free, pulling away into her position, towering over him with his maleness firmly inside her now. She squirmed in pleasure, a fresh wave of her wetness flowed all around him and tighter felt her hold around him. He stopped still, enjoying her dance over him, appreciating the view, feeling the heat, smelling her womanliness around them. She pounded on, a slow, steady, firm rhythm. The warm flesh around his cock tightened and released with each movement, a little tighter each time, till she couldn't get it any farther, she arched her back, flicked her head back exposing her piqued nipples and goosebumps all over her skin. He touched her gently, feeling her excitement in every little bump. "This woman is magic" he thought, she stretched further to his touch, tightenting her grip upon the cock even further. "Ah" he couldn't take it any longer. He needed to cum, now.

With darkened eyes boring into her. he took her into a tight hug, before pinning her down on the bed as he towered over her, ready to penetrate her depths, to pound upon her and fill her, take her, devour her. He kissed her, a deep punishing vigorous kiss while thrusting his cock back where it was. He thrust into her deeper, stronger. Her wetness flowed free, lubricating him on. With one heavy push he came, warm fluid filled her insides, bathing her inside out. He slumped into the smell of her hair at her shoulders, for a moment nothing else existed.

Exhausted and spent, he lay over her, his large frame strewn all over her body. She cared the back of his neck and occasionally kissed on his shoulder- the only little movements her pinned down position allowed. Pulling the sheets over him & making to move out of bed -

"I'll fix us some breakfast," she said.

"Now that was a good breakfast" he spoke at the same time.