Early Morning 10

Every sensation felt so real, It was hard to tell if it was a dream or reality. Nimble fingers playing his tool like a fine instrument. Every teasing stroke drawing seed from deep within the well. Even asleep, the throbbing intensified. The dream was delicious. He could see her leaning across his waist. Her back to him. Her form flawless. Her back smooth. Her skin porcelain white with flecks of the purest gold. How he loved her freckled skin! God how he desired her. The passion he felt even after all the time they had been together.... Irrepressible and impossible to deny. She teased the most sensitive part of the head with her nipple and then her tongue. Her finger nail tracing the length of his shaft. Alternating back and forth. One then the other.

The tension was mind altering. His cock full rigid, the throbbing intensified by her fingers. He could feel seed rise and begin its journey. It was obvious she could too because she stopped... his cock hung free. Unsupported by her hand. A minute passed. She must have felt the tension ease. Tentatively she took it and began the building process, slowly stroking his cock. Licking kissing the head. Tasting the first drops of precum as they rolled down the shaft... drip, drip. His heartbeat in her full control. She was a master of control. God knew how much he needed her.

She knew exactly where the tipping point was.... She would patiently pause... watch his cock throb and pulse in deep need of release... she wanted it too. But on her terms. Drip... she would bend and lick the thick cream as it rolled over her fingers and down the shaft. Drip another flowed.

The head, if he could have seen it would have been deep purple in color, thick firm. So incredibly sensitive every touch felt like he would come unglued. It seemed this journey of edging went on and on... he felt like he was going to have to beg for her to release the tension... moaning he cried out... was he awake she asked herself. Not wanting to turn and see. The thought of edging him in his sleep turned her soul a dark crimson as passion flood her depths.. she wanted so badly to taste him. She wanted it all... every throbbing drop til none was left. His balls empty.

She was wet soaking wet. She had always wondered what it would be like to control a man's orgasm, the same way he had controlled hers. Her pussy quivered at the thought of forcing him over the edge.. covered in cum had been a fantasy of hers she had longed to experience. She was dirty but the only one that knew how dirty she was, was her.

There was something so primal and erotic about drawing a man's orgasm from deep within. The thought nearly made her orgasm. The tingling sensation pulsing deep in her clit. Slowly she stroked him in long slow strokes. Feeling every vein yield to her fingers. The tension was unbearable, she had to feel the jets of warm white seed spray all over her. Had to. As she stroked she could tell he was close.... His breathing choppy erratic she was deliciously in control... his cock pounding with every beat of his heart. His moans deep primal.

She could see his balls pulled up tight to himself. She cupped them and gave them a squeeze as she rotated the shaft on the upstroke. She loved the way the swollen head pushed her fingers out opening her hand. The pressure had to feel amazing to him... had to. After nearly an hour of edging she picked up the pace and began quick purposeful strokes. Each intended to bring him to the edge of eruption. She wondered would he awake? Or would he think it an erotic wet dream.

She reached between her legs and slowly circled her clit with her finger. She was surprised at how incredibly turned ON she was. Her pussy soaked, with the silkiest cream which only added the sensation as she slowly caressed her bud. She so close to going over the edge herself. With his cock in one hand and her own sex in her other gently fingering her warm wet silk tunnel. Her g spot engorged begging to be released.

The cock in her hand suddenly erupted. Stream after stream of thick hot silky cum coated her tits. Gravity took over causing the ropes to gently glide over her flesh. The sensation and dirty thoughts in her mind racing caused her pussy to explode ejecting her cum across the bed.. panting and still being wracked from the convulsions her body twitched as rolls of ecstasy ravaged her form. Her mouth engulfed his still rigid shaft and she milked every last drop from the deepest recesses of his soul.

Surely he was awake after that she thought. As she slowly turned she saw his eyes still closed the deepest sense of peace washed over his face. She nuzzled in next to him. The cum now gliding off her nipple onto his chest. We will be a sticky mess when we wake up she thought, as she slowly drifted off to sleep wrapped in his arms. Safe secure content.