I moaned softly. A gentle sucking on my left nipple sent shivers down my spine. But I didn't move. I lay still, moaning softly, half-awake as my dream faded. I opened my eyes slightly to see Matt's lips covering my nipple, suckling gently at it. I closed my eyes again and enjoyed the sensations, moaning softly as he woke me up with his talented mouth.
Then his kisses trailed down, over my stomach, lower. Would he?
His tongue traced a teasing line down lower, and then to the side, slowly circling my pussy. I spread my legs for him and opened my eyes, looking down at him.
He smiled up at me now that he knew I was awake. He slipped his arms around my legs and under my butt, lifting me a bit, pulling me against his mouth. I enjoyed being his early morning breakfast.
He slowly explored every fold of my pussy, licking, nibbling at my labia with his lips, sucking, licking again. I kept still, moaning, biting my lip, letting him explore and tease me, knowing I must be dripping for him now.
I glanced over at the clock. 7am. Early, but that was good, still time to get a run in.
I groaned deeply as his tongue flicked over my clit, tearing my attention away from the clock. Oh fuck was he good at this. I responded by spreading my legs wider and lifting my hips for him, giving him better access.
He licked harder, his tongue flicking back and forth. Two fingers slipped inside me, then a third, stretching me. I groaned a long, low groan as his fingers filled me, forcing me open. I hadn't been stretched like this in a long time. Three years?
I had a brief flashback to getting fucked by an ex-boyfriend, Jake, my senior year of high school. His cock was the biggest I'd ever had, but he was a total jerk and didn't really care about my pleasure. He just kind of rammed his big cock into me and thought it would please me.