I love the morning, sun shining so brightly through the blinds. It makes the most interesting patterns on your body. Lines of dark shadows crisscrossing the suntan of your skin, and each time you toss or turn it creates another picture.
It doesn't take long for the light to wake you up, and always in such a cheerful mood, smiling and laughing. You leap out of bed, time to get dressed; I'll be peeking, watching you hold up your clothes as you try to decide just what to wear. My breath stops as you bend over to slide my favorite panties up those long, smooth legs.
Damn, babe, what a great ass you have, the tiny triangle of your panties sliding right over the luscious curves, so hard to resist just grabbing it, slipping my hands underneath and squeezing. I know, I know, shocking talk from someone who's so interested in your mind as well, but damn! I grab you, pull you back to bed.
Such a wonderful feeling as we lay next to each other, spooning, your ass rubbing on me, I know you can feel how hard you make me get. I love to just rub my hands all over you, your skin so soft and smooth. My fingers, accustomed to the feel of rough steel and rusty chains, delight in the warm silkiness of your skin.
Starting at your neck my fingers press down your spine, working up again, it's like some wonderful trail from your ribs traveling down that slope to your waist, then jutting back up again on the curve of your hips. You are a beautiful woman, babe, curvy, soft, smelling so sweet. And from your hips my hands make a detour, sliding back around your ass, taking my time.
I love when you whisper to me, telling my how wet you've become, my cock thickens at the thought, my pulse making it jump. You turn over now, facing me, and I have the pleasure of looking right into the face of my goddess, I'm not sure what I've done to earn this trip into heaven. Your glorious smile and your sparkling eyes fill my head with pride, making me feel not just like the only man in the world, but the best one as well.
Your hand snakes out, I feel warm fingers wrapping around my cock...mmmm...I'm leaky...you rub it into me, sliding up and down. Your lips start their own journey now, blazing a trail through the thicket of hair on my chest, stopping only to tease my nipples.
Leaning back, I let you take charge, I'm your subject after all, you my queen. Suddenly I feel your very warm breath on my cock, I know your lips will soon follow, and I'm not disappointed. Oh fuck baby, your mouth feels soooooo good as you take me inside you, your teeth lightly grazing me, your tongue tantalizing. Lips wrapped tightly around my shaft, your head bobs up and down, maddeningly slow, as your eyes bore into mine.
You know I'm under your spell, I can't look away, don't want to look away, such a beautiful sight, my manhood in your hands, in your mouth, like some special treat. You take it out,slapping it playfully against your lips, your hands stroking, cupping my balls, your saliva and my leaking making everything so slick. Your tongue darts out, bathing my balls, you suck one into your mouth, teeth just barely nipping.
Your stroking grows faster, your tongue swirling 'round the head, every few strokes you take me deep inside...mmm...so fucking hot...my fingers are tangled in your hair; it's getting hard for me to resist the urge to raise my hips, thrust inside you. You can feel my cock getting even harder, you know I'm close; your hand starts to fly. I can see the hunger in your eyes, and you take me out of your mouth and blow me a kiss as you feel my cock start to throb. Now you feel the cum as it boils through on it's journey and with a blast is set free. That first spurt catches you by surprise, feels so hot on your cheek and your chin. The next spurt cums as I moan out your name; it lands on your breast, like some kind of lava streaming out of a volcano and finally the last flies out, covering your hand and my stomach. You're just holding my cock now, wondering at the physical changes it's just gone through, softer now, but oh so hot. My heart is pounding, my hands softly stroke your hair, your neck, paralyzed by pleasure, not even able to speak.
"Like that, honey?" you ask with a smile, knowing full well I can't answer. But I nod again and again, a beaming smile plastered on my face. You lean in, your face next to mine, and our lips meet in a hungry kiss. I taste myself in your mouth, my tongue darts inside. You kiss your way to my ear, "it's my turn now, John, you're going to make me sooooo happy."
I like the sound of that, 'cause of course I do want to make you feel just as good as you've made me feel.
You slowly slide your body over mine, like a slithering snake, twisting and turning, it seems as though you're touching every square inch. I can feel your heat, your wetness as it moves along my body. I want you so much, I want you now. Your sitting on my chest, legs spread wide open, your treats just resting there, on display for me, like some treasured masterpiece. The sunlight glistens on the dew collecting on your lips. Your fingers dance along your thighs, showing me the path you want my lips to take.
