So much fun to write. I start with a blank screen and the title, not really knowing where it's going. I have two characters, one of whom bewitches me. Strap in.
I awoke to find a tall, sleeping form cuddled into my backside, arm across my waist. I could hear her deep breathing. I dared not move. She needed her sleep, especially after last night. Incendiary sex, followed by the most gentle lovemaking, had tuckered us out, to say the least. The feelings of love were thick in the air.
I tried to stifle the need to urinate, which worked, for a while. Finally, I slipped away silently, taking my clothes into the bathroom. A quick shower felt refreshing, and I was fully awake. I'm not sure whose toothbrush I used, but I tried to wash it thoroughly afterwards. When I snuck back into Kim's bedroom, I saw blue eyes peeking at me from the covers.
"Good morning, bright eyes," I said. "It's a new day, and I'm happy that I'm in love with the most wonderful woman in the world."
That earned me a smile, and teasing. "And who would that be?" she said, voice muffled by the pulled-up covers. "Where is she? I'll rip her apart."
Her last night's shyness was gone, thank heaven. The burden of leadership was uncomfortable on my shoulders. "Now, now," I wagged my finger. "No need for self abuse."
"Yeah," she said, as she emerged from the covers to stretch an arm high and yawn. She was naked, and I admired her breasts. "Why abuse myself when I have you to do it to me, like last night?"
I was a little surprised. "Are you calling last night abuse?"
"Well, you carry me to my bed, force me to give you oral sex, remove my clothes, and sex me until I scream. What would you call it?"
"Blissful."
"Hmm. I guess you're right. If that was abuse, call me a confirmed masochist. Kiss me, you fool." She held out her arm to beckon me. I jumped onto the bed, and on hands and knees, bent to smooch her. She was immediately aware of morning mung mouth. She covered her mouth with her hands "I must taste terrible."
"You taste like you've just awakened from a deep sleep. I take no offense, and in fact I'm delighted to be able to taste you first thing in the morning."
She jumped out of bed, grabbed some clothes from her dresser, and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door. For my part, it was fun to watch her run around naked.
I went downstairs and found the stuff for making tea, and got the water heating. I was just pouring two cups when Kim came down the stairs, toweling her long hair. And oh, my. She wore a long white T-shirt that came partway, but only partway, down her long thighs. And the newly-beloved hot pink leg warmers.
"You look nice," I said. "I like your outfit.
"You just think my leg warmers are sexy," she said with mock petulance.
"You're right, I do," I said.
She came up to me, standing close, her face inches from mine, hands at her sides. "Oh yeah? Then whatcha gonna do about it?"
I put my hands on her shoulders, and gave her a gentle kiss. Toothpaste. "Do you really want to find out?"
She nodded, slightly, once.
I moved in, took her in my arms, and kissed her. She melted into me, and went up on tippy-toes with her arms around me. As we kissed, I had to do some reconnaissance. My hands worked their way down her back, and found their way under the T-shirt, grabbing what I thankfully found to be bare cheeks. This would be easy.
"I think, fair maiden, that I need to abuse you."
"Oh, please, sir knight, spear me with your lance!"
"'Spear me with your lance?'" As in I Can't Believe You Just Said That.
"You know what I mean."
"I think I know what you want."
As we continued to kiss, I peeked and saw the route, and began to slowly back her towards a kitchen chair. When we got to it, still kissing, I maneuvered us around to where the backs of my knees were against the seat. I broke our kiss. "Pull down my pants."
She resumed our kiss, but her hands worked my belt, snap and zipper. She pulled down jeans and briefs in one swift move. She laughed. "I'm getting better at this!"
My pants at my ankles, I sat on the chair. Taking her by the waist under the shirt, I had a brief glimpse of pussy before she spread her legs to the outside of the chair (with the leg warmers rubbing the outside of my thighs. Yum.) and settled her down. Her hand guided my cock to her opening and I slid inside, her sitting on my lap, impaled. I quickly lifted her shirt off, and then my own. We were naked on the chair (except for those leg warmers), entwined.
We just settled in. I caressed the outside of the leg warmers. I could move my head down slightly and take a breast in my mouth, which I did. Kim took my head in her hands and pressed me to her chest. I sucked each nipple in turn. I sniffed. I looked up at her, smiling.
"You put perfume in your cleavage," I said. "For me?"
She smiled down at me, and wiggled her butt a little to stimulate me. "I wanted to be irresistible," she said, remembering what she asked me when I gave it to her on Christmas Eve.
"Kim, you are irresistible all by yourself," I said. "You don't need perfume for me. But that said," I licked a long lick up between her breasts. "I like it." I pressed my nose between her breasts and inhaled for emphasis.
She held me there. "Oh, David, I love you so much." She set up a gentle rocking on my lap. My arms encircled her, and as we made love. I felt her back with my hands. The smooth skin, the muscles, the curve where her back met her buttocks. I held her hips, and just let my hands follow the movement of our soft thrusts. Her pussy was so tight on my cock, all warm, and slick. I could feel her inner contours, feel my helmet as it slid up and down her vagina. My hands went to her shoulders and pulled her down, kissing her, my tongue searching for, and finding hers in her mouth. We reversed and her tongue entered, licking under mine and circling it, I bit down softly and she giggled, but stayed inside my mouth. All the while, we rocked a steady, slow rhythm.
Then, she just melted into me. What had been close became closer. I could feel her skin against the length of my chest and belly, feel her hard nipples poke me. Her arms pulled me closer, our lips locked. I moved my hands and grabbed her cheeks, and began to move her back and forth, sliding myself in and out of her nether lips.
Just as I thought we couldn't be any closer, she moaned, shuddered, and pressed even closer as she climaxed. That was too much for me, and my cum came shooting up. It caught her by surprise and she jumped.
"Oh, Dave, I can feel it! I can feel you shooting inside me! Oh, Dave, making love to you is so wonderful." She pulled me tight and ground her pussy against me, milking every drop.
We clenched each other in the tightest of hugs for several minutes. Then, she looked at me. "Worked up an appetite yet? I want to make you a special breakfast." She clambered off me (with my hands sliding on the leg warmers as she did), put on her T-shirt, and set about a frenzy of activity making Belgian waffles with whipped cream and strawberries. As she worked, I glumly handed her a cup of tea.
"The tea is cold," I complained. "It wasn't a while ago."
