Hey readers! Author checking in! Sorry for no updates in a while. Life sort of happened with work and sickness and whatever, but I'm still very much working on the story, so thank you for reading! Make sure to read the end of the last part again, to know what's going on!
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I grumbled and sleepily rubbed my eyes as I felt someone touching me. I opened my eyes to find Damien cuddled close to me, his strong hand between my legs. I could only let out a small whimper as I noticed the thoughts about last night rushing back, making my pussy instantly overflow again. Damien gave me a kiss, but never stopped rubbing me through my pajama shorts. I broke free just to ask a pathetic: "Please..?"
Suddenly he had a big smile on his face. "Please what?"
"Please can I cum? I'm sooo horny!"
"God you're cute, Clara was right, I should keep you like this more often!" I whimpered again and reached out to touch my boyfriend to feel closer to him. He took my shorts off with a quick motion and took his time to caress my pussy.
"Look how wet you are, fuck that's hot! You're glistening from just these few touches?" I just nodded, I felt my wetness and how much I craved his touch. Luckily Damien provided me with just that as he slid his head between my thighs and now got a good look on my private parts. After toying a bit more with me, mainly enjoying me squirming whenever he traced the edges of my pussy, he soon started to dig in and lick my pussy. This was absolutely for both our enjoyment, while he maybe wasn't as experienced as Clara he knew me the best of all people in the world and also really enjoyed eating me out at times. He savored my taste with long, drawn-out licks focused on making me feel good. The touches felt so amazing that I didn't even get impatient when he didn't speed up for a time, I just thought even when he's licking me, his pleasure should be important to me. But after a few minutes he decided that he had enough of torturing me and suddenly sped up, focusing his tongue with short strong licks against my clit. Of course every girl is different, but if you want to make me cum with your mouth, this is your best shot at doing it. And with all that pent up pleasure from yesterday it took me no time to start heavily moaning, my covered tits rising and sinking with heavy breaths as I grabbed his hair and felt myself reaching the edge. And that monster I created stopped. He just stopped licking. I desperately tried to press his face against my pussy and even grind against it, but he simply pulled away, overpowering me with ease.
"No, no, no, please, please I can't take it, PLEASE let me cum."
"Awww, you're sweet when you're so desperate."
"No, I'm not joking!" I humped the air while talking. "Please, I'll do anything, I really, really want to cum!"
"Anything is such a strong word Gabs..." his fingers traced back to my pussy.
"I know, I know, but I really mean it!"
"Well, okay!" He stopped and laid down on his back next to me. "I want your signature waffles as breakfast in bed."
I blinked and looked at him, my pussy was covered in spit and my juices, my body still tense from being close to an orgasm. I was stunned. But if all I had to do to have an orgasm was cook my boyfriend some breakfast, I better get to work!
"Okay, sure! Any special wishes?" I said, trying to ignore my body screaming at me to jump on this man's dick.
"Oh just the usual, some extra whipped cream would be nice!"
With a nod I got up, didn't bother to get dressed and headed towards our kitchen. I don't know if anybody else has experience with this, but usually when anything sexual is interrupted for me I'm instantly more 'calm', less horny and it's a bit of a challenge to continue after an unwanted break. But this was somehow different for me, just like yesterday, the burning between my thighs reminded me to do a good job at all times. Even when it was preparing waffles (which I was good at anyways). Damien even left the bed once to help me, but I shooed him back into the bed to relax. As he groped my ass and was about to leave I even suggested for him to text with Emma or Clara a bit.
As I was done I knew I had to do this right. I prepared his plate with two chocolate cream waffles with whipped cream and a few mini marshmallows on top. While I went for my standard cinnamon waffles. But this wasn't the only thing I had to present. My pajama top was basically a silky undergarment, it wasn't see through, but very soft and only held in place by straps over my shoulders, I simply pulled my tits out of it and brought the plates into our bedroom, making sure to hold them at the exact same height as my breasts, just a nice touch I thought, so he doesn't have to split his attention!
"Wow." Was my boyfriend's short comment, but that mixed with his big eyes and his morning erection poking through his blanket was more than enough confirmation that I didn't do a terrible job. We enjoyed a bit of our waffles and Damien completely lost his role (again), basically showering me with compliments about how good they were. I thought we were all lovey dovey and he had totally forgotten about why I exactly did these waffles, but Damien brought me back into reality when he said: "And what about a morning blowjob on top?"
I took a last bite from my waffle, gave him a cinnamon kiss on his cheek and went to work between his legs. His erection was already very present, so I freed it by pulling his pants down. His cock instantly sprung out, which I appreciated with a few kisses against his hard shaft, before circling my tongue around his tip, making sure to give it a good licking. After teasing a bit of precum out of him I took his dick into my mouth. I know you all want to see me magically being the best cocksucker ever, but that would need a lot more training sessions with Clara, for now I just gave him a very casual, loving blowjob while my boyfriend enjoyed his breakfast. He deserved a morning like this!
But to my luck he couldn't focus on eating for too long, soon he put his plate away, watched me a bit and told me to lie down. I've never complied faster in my life as I jumped and turned around, feeling him go over me and seeing his hard, erect cock just inches from my pussy.
"Please fuck me, I need it so bad."
"Aww, you're such a needy slut for me."
"Yes babe, I'm the neediest slut for you! Please fuck my pussy."
His cock slid up and down my slit as Damien came really close to my face and whispered: "Only because you've been so good." And with that he started to thrust into me. God how much I needed that. God how much I missed that. God how much I LOVED that. If my pupils would be able to turn heart shaped, they certainly would have done just that. Damien fucked me just how I liked it. Hard, a steady rhythm and his hands all over me, no wonder I had to announce soon: "I'm going to cum, please can I cum? Please, please?"
"You'll only cum with my cock buried deep inside you from now on." I didn't have any objections to that, in fact I screamed one of the loudest orgasms I ever had into the world, Damien even did all the work to fuck me right through it, which led my now sensitive pussy to spasm once more as I came again on his perfect dick. Fuck I was a bit of a sex addict and Clara was right, this edging led to mindblowing orgasms. They were so strong that I think I ascended to a higher state of mind for a few minutes as my vision went hazy and I'm pretty sure I drooled all over myself, when I came back to my senses it was to the familiar question: "Hey? Babe? Are you alright?"