A Surprise Followed

It surprised me when I woke and saw he was still asleep. He always wakes up before I do. I guess he had a tough day yesterday. He volunteers with a charitable organization that builds houses for deserving families who otherwise couldn't afford one. It's not a handout - they will have a mortgage, but it's lower than it would be otherwise, thanks to the volunteer labor and many material donations. Yesterday they sheathed the roof trusses which he's told me means two guys on the ground hoist 4 by 8 sheets of 5/8" OSB straight up to two or three other guys balanced on the trusses who grab them and put them in place. Each sheet weighs about 70 pounds! He must have been one of the guys on the ground.

I slipped quietly out of bed and crossed the hall to the second bath so as not to wake him by using the en suite. I peed and moved my bowels then closed the toilet lid before flushing. I was thrilled to find he was still sleeping when I climbed back under the covers.

We both sleep naked and that morning he was lying on his side, back to me. I snuggled up, spooning him with his ass cheeks nestled into my groin. I carefully reached over his hip and took his still flaccid cock in my hand gently. He moaned softly in his sleep and straightened his leg giving me even better access. Even though I merely held his cock without moving, I could already feel it starting to grow and stiffen. I imagined he was having an erotic dream, likely stimulated by my touch.

When his cock reached its full seven inches and plump girth, I pressed softly on his hip. He yielded to my direction, rolling to lie fully on his back. Careful not to disturb or wake him, I pulled my head beneath the sheets and positioned myself at a rough right angle to his body. My hand lifted his cock from his abdomen and I opened my mouth. I used my tongue to lick around the ridge at the base of his circumcised cock head, eliciting a moan from him.

His hand pressed against the back of my head urging me further onto his shaft. His rhythmic breathing indicated that he was still asleep and I assumed again that his movements were acting out what his subconscious thought was a sexy dream. I smiled to myself, thrilled that I could give him what would soon turn out to be a very welcome surprise.

I worked his cock with my mouth and tongue as my hand cradled his balls. I wanted to delight him but not bring him all the way as I had other plans. I knew this was already a fantasy of his - to be awakened by a blow job. Little did he know that he was in for much more.

"Oh god!" he cried as I took his entire shaft in my mouth and throat, my nose buried in what would be his pubes if he didn't shave as completely as any porn star. His other hand reached my head and he held it between the two. I let him take control and he raised and lowered my head to drag my lips up and down his shaft.

After a few minutes he shuddered and I knew he was getting close. I pulled my mouth completely off his cock, then gave his tip a sweet kiss. "No! Don't stop! Please, I'm close!" he cried out. I pressed two fingers to his lips and said "Shhh," as I straddled his hips and reached over to the nightstand.

Taking the bottle of lube waiting there, I lifted my butt up off him and generously slathered my back door with it. I pushed a finger inside to ensure every area was lubricated and then squirted more lube on his shaft. He looked at me incredulously as I lifted his cock upright and placed the tip at my virginal ass. "It's your lucky day, hon. Two fantasies fulfilled for the price of one!" I grinned.

Deliberately willing my sphincter to relax, I held his cock in position as I pressed down. Unknown to him I'd been practicing for the past few weeks, first using my fingers then moving to a small rigid vibrator. But his cock was easily twice the diameter of either of those and the hollow feeling in the pit of my stomach betrayed the small fear I tried hard to deny.

I pressed down harder and felt the sudden breaching of my tightest muscle. A brief stab of pain caused a sharp inhalation of breath through my mouth. I wrapped my hand around his shaft to prevent it from going any deeper as I focused on slowing my breathing and relaxing my ass. Once I adjusted to this previously denied assault I released my grip and lowered my hips further, until about half of his cock was encased in my ass.

Once again I stopped as he looked at me and said, "Are you okay?"

"Yes. I just need a moment to get used to it," I told him. Once I had I slowly lowered myself until I was resting on his thighs, his full length deep inside me.

"Jeeze," I said. "It feels like your cock is in my stomach." When I was comfortable with these new sensations, I began to raise up until only the head remained inside my dark passage. Then I slowly lowered until I again had him deep inside. As I fucked him with my ass I was mildly surprised to feel pleasure. I had half expected that this would be something I would merely tolerate for his pleasure. Much to my surprise and delight, it was turning me on.

I reached between my thighs and found my pussy saturated with my wetness. I barely touched my clit and triggered an instant orgasm, inspiring me to pump faster on his cock. He reached up and took both my nipples in his fingers, tweaking them in the way he knew always excited me. I don't care what the medical field says, I'm firmly convinced that there are nerves that run directly from each nipple to my clit. He knew exactly how hard he could squeeze to give me maximum pleasure without crossing over into unpleasant pain.

"Hon, you are so tight. I'm not going to last long," he said.

"It's okay. Fire when ready, babe."

A minute later he did, shooting his cum deep into my bowels as he grabbed my hips and held me down. "Don't move!" he demanded as his cock shot spurt after spurt into me. I couldn't discern whether I was actually feeling his cum or just imagined it as I felt his cock throbbing with each shot. In either event, I had wave after wave of orgasms coursing through my ass and pussy. Rarely have I ever cum so many times and with such force. 'If I'd known, I'd have given up my anal virginity years ago!' I thought to myself.

He finally finished cumming and released his iron grip on my hips. I sat still while we both strove to catch our breath. The little devil who lives inside me couldn't resist the temptation to reach down and twist his nipples, nearly as sensitive as my own. He yelped and bucked his hips up until I stopped.

His chest was coated in a light sheen of perspiration, so I ran my hands over my own breasts and discovered I was the same. This was one of the most intense sex bouts of my life and I was curious to learn what he thought. "So, did you enjoy?"

"Oh god yes! You know I've always wanted to be wakened with a blow job and you managed it. But I honestly thought you would never agree to anal. That really surprised me!" he said.

"I knew you really wanted it but you never pressured me. I love you for that, so I did a lot of online research and actually got up the nerve to ask Beth if she'd ever done it," I told him. "Turns out my best friend had been keeping a secret from me. She told me she thought I'd think her a slut if I knew she not only did anal but loves it. She gave me some tips and I played around back there to get used to the feeling. Nothing like the real thing, though!"

At that point I felt his cock reach its fully flaccid state and a slight movement of my hips popped it right out of me. I lifted off him and rolled to the side, lying next to him. I examined his cock and was pleasantly surprised to see no 'solid matter' on it. Nonetheless, ATM would never be for me and a thorough washing was in order. I jumped out of bed and turned on the shower in the attached bath, motioning for him to join me.