I woke sometime early in the morning. The last thing I remembered from our great night together last night was watching you play with my cum on your stomach.
My morning erection was tenting the light sheet that I don't remember covering myself with. You were laying on your left side facing away from me.
I rolled onto my side almost spooning you. I wanted to be closer to you. But I didn't want to wake you. I gently placed my right hand on your forearm. I wanted to be feel your skin. You didn't stir. Very slowly, gently, I moved my thumb back and forth over your fair skin. I moved it back and forth for maybe a minute. I wanted to memorize the feel of your skin under my thumb. I rubbed lightly so as not to interrupt your sleep.
I slid down the sheet to expose more of your body. You were naked like me, but you did not look like me. You were soft and round and hairless. You showed no sign of tan. Your arm looked like a sheet of paper and even whiter being rubbed by sun-kissed thumb.
My morning erection was not going away. How could it with you lying naked next me? The desire I had for you enticed me to be brave. I changed from a light pet of just my thumb to full on caress of your arm with my whole hand.
I started by your shoulder and ran my hand down to your resting elbow. Lightly, with just the tip of my fingers. I got to your elbow and paused. I lowered my fingers slightly and started to rub back up your arm. I made small ovals over your biceps and triceps. I don't know how long I traced your skin. It felt like forever and it felt like time passed quickly.
You were still asleep. But, stirring. My ministrations infiltrated your dreams. You breathing became a bit more pronounced. You slid your ass back into my crotch. You weren't quite grinding, but you were not still, either.
As you moved, my yearning grew, along with my member. I turned the attention of my fingers from your arm more to the side of your chest. My fingers worked up from your elbow, but this time on the topside of your arm. I brushed lightly across the side of your breast. I dragged my fingers up to your shoulder and across the nape of your neck. Back across your chest to your shoulder. Just the very tips of my fingers running across your skin. I could see your skin betray you showing your arousal. My touch left behind goosebumps on your skin.
Down your side my hand went. Tracing your arm laying over your gorgeous body. Very slightly touching your breast. Halfway down your ribs my digits made a slight course adjustment. Instead of heading back up your side, my middle finger looped under right breast. It trailed under your breast and headed back up your chest, in the valley between your two mounds. My touch was light, but it was having an effect on you. Looking over your shoulder, I could see your areolas beginning to get puffy and your nipples erect.
Up your chest my hand moved, slowly, but deliberately. I was enjoying getting to know your body. I was enjoying seeing your body's reaction in the light of the new day.
I became more brazen. This pass over your breast, I skirted of edge the your darkened, puffy and aroused nipple. Just along the outside. Teasing and arousing you. You shifted a bit and pressed your ass into my crotch just a little bit more.
Around the outside of your nipple middle finger went. I circled it. Tracing it's outline with my middle finger. My circles continued but decreased in size until finally they were just on your nipple. Circling, rubbing pressing on your nipple. It was hard under my finger.
I pressed the butt of my hand into the side of your breast just under your bicep. My fingers strained towards your ignored other mound, but fell short, fell into your cleavage. I palmed your whole tit. I squeezed it. Not hard, but with enough pressure to massage the pleasure into you. And it worked.
You grabbed my hand and with yours. You led it south, down your body, off your breast and over your stomach. I knew what was up. I let you lead me home. My fingers left your nipple and slowly tracked down your stomach. My touch electrified you and turned you on. You ground your ass into me. My cock resting between the cheeks of your ass.
You drew my fingers down towards your belly button, passing on the way the cum I had deposited on you from our lovemaking last night. You must have missed some when you used your fingers to feed it to yourself.
Your hand coerced mine to go lower. You led them both down below where your waistband would sit. Down below where your pubic hair should start. Down to where your slit did start.
When my middle finger reached the outer area of your pussy, you let go. I don't know where your hand went. I was busy planning out how I was going to touch you.
My middle finger followed your natural slit. It passed over your clit and over the hole I knew I would be entering so soon.
I stopped my palm at the top of your mound, but kept my finger moving down until it was fully extended. Now my palm was covering the whole of your pussy. I could feel the heat coming off of your. I could feel the moisture from your arousal. I could smell the musk of your enthusiasm.
I cupped your whole pussy in my hand. I pressed down, carefully on your clit with the bone under my thumb. I moved it back and forth over your bean. I wanted to excite you, but not get you off. Not yet.
As the top of my hand worked at your button, my finger started to work at the entry to your pussy. I started with gentle pressure and small movements back and forth. My finger was synced with my palm. They both moved in unison with the same goal of getting you ready to be entered.
My finger teased your opening as your lips became stimulated. Your juices started to flow. I entered you first with the just the tip of my finger. Then more. I was in up to my first knuckle. My palm still worked on your clit. I worked my finger in and out of you. You were enjoying it. Your ass pressed into me, harder, more. My hips acted on their own and slowly ground against you. They moved in and out simulating being inside you.
