I wake, turn slightly, and there she is, sleeping.
She is facing me, her head resting on its side on the pillow. Her hair, brunette, frames her face, highlighting her eyebrows. The eyebrows are neatly trimmed, black and angular. I gaze at her manicured eyelashes, then plant a gentle kiss on her eyelids.
She stirs, her eyes struggle open and she remembers where she is. A small smile flashes across her lips. She lifts an arm and places it on my chest. As the bedsheet shifts to accommodate the movement, I glimpse a breast, rounded, the nipple prominent. It is cleavage up close. Beautiful.
Her eyes close again and she wriggles in closer to me, her arm now moving from my chest around to my back. She brushes my nipple as she moves, lingering long enough for me to understand she is awake, receptive, willing.
I feel her breasts on my chest. I feel the full feminine roundness of them, not so much a barrier between us as a comforting wall of flesh.
She is hugging me now, our faces close, our lips touching but not moving. I lightly touch her bottom lip with mine and rub her nose with mine. Her eyes open and she looks at me. She winks. I melt.
I arch my lower body into hers and my penis nestles into the area around her pussy. I can feel the strip of hair she maintains after waxing. She is warm and I hug her tight. Her arm begins to caress my back, her fingertips occasionally dancing on my skin, alternating with her palm rubbing firmly on my shoulder blades.
My left arm moves around to clasp her lower back. I have been there many times but I still marvel at the shape of her torso, the smoothness of her skin, the attractiveness of her form. I caress her back, pull her to me, my dick now squashed against her pubic region. I feel myself getting hard.
My hand clasps her bottom. It is tight, muscular, firm. She is fit, toned. Her arse is rounded and I run my hand all over it, squeezing, down, across, down again to the top of her legs.
Those legs! Long, slender but also fleshy and strong. As I stroke her thighs, she lifts one leg and moves it over mine. My hand is caressing her bum and I run a finger down between her cheek and reach under to touch her cunt. She emits a little sigh in my ear then nibbles the lobe and blows air into the ear.
We are motionless, enveloped in mutual warmth. My fingers rest on her pussy lips, unmoving. Her gentle breathing is the only audible sound in my ear.
"Hello," I say.
"Mmmm," she smiles back.
Now her hand caresses my back and moves to my arse. She firmly grasps one cheek, I clench it and she giggles. Her fingers are long and slender, now gliding across my skin, caressing, squeezing, the nails occasionally scratching lightly. She knows the effect this has on me. My cock hardens further and pushes against her. My hand remains on her pussy, not moving, just resting on her lips. I sense a growing dampness.
She lifts her leg away from my body and pushes me onto my back. I grin to myself as I realise she is feeling dominant this morning. Now my cock is fully erect. She strokes my upper left leg, squeezing my thigh, then running her hand up to my waist. She plays with my belly button, poking it the way a child might before darting back down to my legs.
She moves to my right leg, caressing again, squeezing, dragging her nails across my skin. A few minutes earlier, I was content to drink in her beauty and to lie with her, warm, cosy, tender. Now, though, I just want to fuck her.
But perhaps she intends to fuck me, for she pushes against my left leg, spreading my legs apart. She continues to caress my thighs, sometimes reaching down below my knees and then travelling back up with her fingernails, dragging through my skin. My dick twitches but she does not touch it.
She rubs my stomach, then takes my left nipple between her thumb and forefinger. She squeezes and pulls and I gasp, a little yelp of pleasure. Her lips move to my other nipple and she bites it firmly but painlessly.
I bring my right arm up to caress her back and stroke her hair. I pull her hair back so I have an unimpeded view of her neck. Does she have any conception of what that view does to me?
Now she is nipping, sucking and licking my nipples, moving from one to the other. Her hand has begun its journey back down my body, over my stomach, pausing to stroke all around and then moving past my cock until she is stroking my thigh again.
She lifts her head and our lips meet. Kissing hungrily, we wrestle with our tongues, both of us moaning urgently.
And then her hand is on my balls. Startled, I jump and groan into her mouth, pulling at her lower lip with my teeth and then kissing her deeply as she squeezes my nuts. I am conscious that my cock has been pulled to a forty-five degree angle from my stomach. Her hand kneads my balls, squeezing and rolling them inside their sack. Then her slender fingers grasp the base of my hard dick and she wraps her hand around my organ and grips it tightly.
Then there is stillness. She is gripping my cock whilst we look into each other's eyes, our lips touching but not moving.
"You are so fucking hard," she whispers to me, accentuating "hard".
"Mmmm," I smile back.
"I love your dick," she breathes into my ear and begins to stroke it slowly from the bottom up. When she reaches the tip, she stops, squeezes, runs one finger over the little opening and then slides back down to my balls, squeezes them and strokes back up again, this time faster.
I am fully hard now, so completely aroused, dedicated to the single goal of putting my cock inside her cunt.
We become a tangle of arms and legs as I push her back to gain access to her pussy. She fumbles at my cock as I reach for her cunt. She is breathing fast, her lovely chest heaving, her tits swaying as we reposition ourselves. I lower my head to take her left nipple in my mouth. Flicking it with my tongue, I suck on her tit and moan at the same time.
My hand is on her pussy but she has clasped her legs together.
