Eleven thirty-eight in the morning. That was the time I saw on the small digital clock sitting askew on the antique wood and gold nightstand. The room was still somewhat dark due to the thick champagne embroidered velvet curtains, but there were some rays of sun peeking in through the small openings, affording me some light to get a bearing on my surroundings.
The three of us were spread out over the king size bed. Pillows and blankets were both thrown haphazardly along with all of our clothes around the room in various messy piles, the only thing covering our naked bodies was the lone cream silk sheet left on the bed and our various limbs.
After my mind finally began to wake up, I found myself on my stomach in between both of them with one of his hands laying warmly on the middle of my back, the sound of light breathing tickling my ear. I smiled as I turned to my side, my body twinging at the slight soreness and my smile turned into a large grin at the tiny reminder my mind conjured up for me of our wild and crazy sex-filled evening; her beautiful moans as she came just from my tongue fluttering over her delicious pussy.
Speaking of her, there she was laying on her back, her tousled brown locks splayed over the beige pillow and her breasts were moving up and down with her erratic breathing. She turned her head to me and went to speak, but I signaled her to stay quiet as I nimbly crawled on top of her, giving her a passionate good morning kiss. "Let's wake him up properly," I whispered in her ear as my nose caught the faint scent of the sweet orange blossom oil she was wearing last night. Her breathing hitched as my hand traveled down her stomach to her pussy, finding it swollen and wet. "What were you thinking of, honey?"
"You...eating me out. I've never been with another woman."
I moaned as my tongue licked her neck. "Did you like your first experience?"
"I want more," She said and sighed as I began to trace her slit with my finger. "Please."
I nibbled on her neck and heard her sweet little whimpers as I moved my head and looked down at her. "Were you playing with yourself before I woke up?"
She nodded, blushing at being caught and causing me to clench my throbbing pussy. "I can't stop thinking of last night. It was honestly the best night of my life."
I slowly circled my finger around her hard clit and smiled as I watched her bite her full lip, clenching her brown eyes shut as a wave of pleasure shot through her soft curvy body. "I will have you again...but first we need to wake him up. Is that okay?"
"Okay," She whimpered again at the loss of contact from my fingers.
Sliding my finger in my mouth, I savored her sweet juices as they dripped down my throat and I forced myself not to moan so as not to wake him up. It was already getting much too hard not to say 'fuck it' and bury my face into to her delicious pussy, savoring her once more. "I need to taste you again," I sighed.
Those beautiful lips turned into a sly grin. "So do I."
I lightly grabbed her face, my thumbs grazing her flushed cheeks and kissed her as one of my thighs moved between her long legs. She had the same idea as she did the same thing, both of us grinding into each other, tongues dancing a passionate dance as we tried desperately not to make a noise.
