I awoke early in the morning. It was just after dawn, the sun's early light filling the corners of the ceiling. Arthur lay beside me on his side breathing softly, uncovered. I turned to admire him, his calm face, the lines of his body, the smoothness of his skin. His penis hung limply, still coated with my juices; it was always hard to believe in its shape-changing properties. What was shriveled and limp now could become so thick, so full, so hard, so long, and satisfy me so much. Arthur, Arthur, what a piece of work you are. . .
On my back I let one hand wander between my legs. Still looking at my lover, I began caressing my pussy's lips. You are so sweet . . . my legs drew up at the knees, I watched as my hand dipped again and again down beyond my breasts, my rounded belly. Ahhh, the tingling began as I began to moisten. Arthur, what you do to me. . . my other hand played with my nipples, the fingernails scratching slowly up to the points of my teats, my fingers closing together and pressing ever tighter. The burning sensation traveled down my chest, joined below my navel and ran to my groin. I rocked my hips in response, my cunt flowed over my fingers.
Yes, Arthur, yes, yes, yes, I panted through my partly opened mouth. I turned my head back to the ceiling, the room becoming steadily brighter. My middle and ring fingers ran on either side of my glistening clit, now exposed by the movements, and then curved into my gap. I saw him above me, his arms extending down to either side of my head where his hands pinned my wrists. He rotated slowly, deliberately between my raised thighs, his cock filling my cunt, juice running out over my perineum and dripping onto the bedsheets. I lifted my bottom up and rocked in time with his motion. Arthur, Arthur, I am helpless under you, yes, yes . . .
My head rolled uncontrollably left and right as the orgasm gained in power. As I turned to him my eyes met his.
"OH!"
"Don't stop now, sweetness." He was watching me, oh god, watching me with my hand in my pussy, my teats hard and full, my body writhing next to his. I couldn't keep the eye contact as I spasmed, my hips snapping and thrusting forward, my hand working against the push. I grunted again and again, the sweat beading on my body and running over my sides as I shook with the release, oh yeah, oh yeah, Oh Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!
As she finished coming her legs splayed out on the bed. I sat up to admire her sweating, flushed, prostrate body, both her hands now by her head.
"You're so sexy in the morning, sweetness, do you start every day this way?" I dipped three fingers in her open, close-shaven cunt and scooped some of her clingy cum.
"Mmm, tastes so tangy," I sucked the tips of my fingers. "Here, see for yourself," and slid the digits into her still open mouth.
"Ooomm," she muttered, her eyes half closed as I fucked her mouth briefly and then stroked the fingers over her sweaty breasts and belly. I'd been hard ever since I first cracked open an eye and watched her hands play with herself, the one in her cunt hidden by her raised leg. Now I swung over between her legs, a drop of precum falling on her mons. I reached for her wrists and nosed my cock to her gap and then pushed in slowly.
So hot! So wet! Such clingy fleshy womansex! as I ran up her and then lay on her body and kissed her softly. My hands slid under her back and buttocks, fusing my body to hers.
"I love you, princess."
"I love you, baby."
We kissed wth tongues swimming past one another, my hips gently pulsing my cock lightly inside her. Then I rolled us over until she was on top of me. We kissed again.
"Now, get to work, woman."
"A woman's work is never done, is it?" Sandy smiled, brushing her hair back as she sat up, taking my cock even deeper inside her heated body.
"Not when she can come like you do." Sandy began a slow rocking motion, sliding the top of her slit over the bit of hair at the base of my cock until she came to a stop against the root of my stem. I watched as she lifted up, up, up, exposing my shiny pole between her shadowed thighs, her inner lips being pulled out by the friction. And then down she came, down, down, down over the rim of my head, the length of my cock, squishy noises emerging from our union.
"Unnh!" Sandy exclaimed, her eyes closed again, her hands gripping the hairs on my chest. As she repeated the cycle I reached for her tits and pinched her nipples.
"Ahh!" she yelled, grimacing in a mix of pleasure and pain. "You'll pay for that boy, no orgasm for you."