My husband and I were laying in bed the other morning, having just awaken, and I desperately needed to get laid. Our daughter was home, but that has never stopped us before. He said, "wanna fuck" and I said, "close the door lover." I watched his beautiful ass as he walked over to close the bedroom door. We both brushed our teeth and then jumped back into bed.
He quickly booted up a computer and started to find an erotic story to get my juices flowing. He was reading out loud and I curled up on his side to get some skin. As he read, I let my hands wander over his yummy body. I just love his skin. And he loves mine! I started with his chest, just drawing lazy circles. Those progressed into larger circles that inevitably drew my hand like a magnet to his cock. I knew he would be erect for me. My favorite play toy surged with blood as my fingers neared and then caressed him gently. One pelvic thrust from him and I knew he was ready for more.
I slipped under the covers and slid his dick into my mouth. I so love that first taste of his manhood. As the velvet skin becomes one with my mouth, I get so wet. And this morning was no different. Within minutes my pussy was dripping. No, it was flowing. While I was enjoying the feel of his dick in my mouth, I wanted—no I needed more. I was ready to ride him.
There are times when I will suck him for a while. He will caress my back with this left hand as he stimulates his dick with his right hand. On other mornings he will reach down and finger me to readiness. I also enjoy a command or two and he will order me to touch myself. I know how much he likes to watch me Jilling Off. But not THIS morning.
With one quick motion, I threw back the covers. I quickly slipped in between his legs and gobbled his dick again. I was slurping on his head as he was thrusting into my mouth. I was so ready for my first orgasm of the morning. I... Just... Could... Not... Wait. I climbed into his lap and guided him home. That first deep stroke, oh my god. He filled me so full. And I was so ready. Within seconds I could hear the slurping noise created by my flooded pussy. The juice was pouring out of me and quickly coated his dick and balls, my thighs and even pushed up onto my ass. I was slimed and loved it.
He began fucking me in earnest, lunging up into my wet readiness. I kissed him on the lips and it began to ripple through my entire body, starting with my flooded pussy. I sat further back and rode out my first orgasm. It was wonderful. He always points out the goosebumps as they rise on my torso and tits. He stopped thrusting and allowed me to enjoy the moment. But not for long. As I was just finishing, he pushed again. Just one thrust at first, and then a few more slow and steady strokes. I was ready for more, but had no idea how the morning would go.
He stroked into me for a few minutes and then I felt him grab my left arm. He pushed it towards my back and I knew instantly what he wanted. Or so I thought... Often he wants me to feel myself and tell him how wet I am. Sometimes he wants to share my juicy fingers. But as I reached back I heard him say, "finger your ass." Now I love him touching my ass and I am no stranger to stimulating my own back door. I felt a little flutter of anticipation in both my pussy and ass as my fingers approached my wetness. It was only a second until my fingers were slick with my wetness. I smeared them upwards and coated my ass crack and puckered asshole.
I loved the feeling of my fingers as they caressed my tight little pucker. I warmed it up with my index finder, but knew I wanted to go deep with my middle finger. He was still fucking me as a I rode him and I began to fuck my own ass. I tentatively pressed the digit in, one knuckle and then two. Before I knew it, I slammed my finger fully in my own ass. I could feel his dick, both his cock filling my pussy and the flesh of it from within my ass. With my finger, I could feel the ridge of the head of his cock as he was thrusting into my tight and wet pussy—It was wonderful. I knew instantly and desperately hoped we were going to have that kind of ass fucking morning. I love a good deep dicking in my ass, but we tend to save that for special occasions. Well this was going to be special and I was prepared to love it!
That is when he began to push me over the top. I heard him whisper, "you fucking slut." "What an ass whore you are. There you are with your own fingers in your ass. What a slut." He then asked whose slut I was? I told him I was his slut.
He took control and told me what to say:
