Chapter 08 – Joanne and Danny – Continued - The Second Day
Joanne:
Softly, sleep became slumber, slumber became half-sleep. I opened my eyes slowly to darkness and closed them again, a smile spreading across sleepy lips. Danny's sweet dick pressed against the crease of my bottom and his hand spanned across my nipples, snuggling my breasts in one large hand. Through half closed eyes, I saw the alarm clock's red neon 5:11AM shining across the white sheet. His hand barely moved, just touching, gently squeezing my breasts together.
I felt him press it a little further between my legs and I opened them, almost imperceptively, as if still asleep. I knew that he was enjoying the theft of my body and wanted his pleasure to continue. His hand felt lovely, softly caressing my nipples from their slumber. I sighed quietly and move my bottom slightly against him. I could feel him stop like a thief in the night, tense, holding his breathe. I thought he was going to withdraw his hand and pressed slightly against his arm to keep him there.
I moved again, snuggling in half sleep, arching my back slightly. The head of his cock was right at the entrance. His hand continued its caress, squeezing my breasts a little more. His cock was warm, warm and hard: the bulbous head nuzzling my vagina.
He took another deep breathe... and held it.
I knew his excitement must have him close to cumming again. I wondered how long his lovely cock had been toying with my bottom, quietly sneaking up on me. How long had he been lying there while I slept, thinking about the warmth of my body and feeling the warmth where our bodies touched? I moaned softly to encourage him. His fingers found the nipple of my right breast and played softly.
"Mmmmnh!" I muttered, still pretending sleep. I kept my breathing even. I felt his hardness thrust again; a long sustained thrust. I could tell he was trying to slip into me, his buttocks tensed, holding the position, holding the point with his dick. I rotated my hips slowly, sensually. He popped inside. I had to hold my breathe to keep from moaning. I let my breathing continue steadily. Danny was still taut as a bow, holding his blunt cock in position. I felt the head of it nestle inside, then slip forward an inch or two. The angle of our bodies kept him from deeper penetration.
It felt perfect. The head was nicely angled against my G-spot now. He didn't move. His hand tightened around my left breast and squeezed, surrounding it in a loving cup. Slowly, he fondled me; his big hand exploring, his finger touching my nipple. I heard him take a deep breathe and relax, still buried in my warm pussy.
He began thrusting a little. I let him fondle my cunt with his big cock, relaxing back into slumber, pleasurable slumber.
"How long had it been since I had felt so wanted, so needed, so appreciated by a man?" I thought.
In my sexy slumber I moved a little, tightening around the head of his dick and smiled. He gave me a lovely little fuck in my wonderful half sleep. I moved just a little, caressing the head of his cock with my wet vagina.
He moaned softly and I felt him thrust deeper, holding on as his hot sperm spurted inside me. Another nudging series of thrusts and more creamy sperm filled me. I felt his body relax and then felt his cock slip from my grip. His arm snuggled me close and his wet dick lay spent between my thighs as his cum oozed softly from me. His body felt warm and comforting snuggled spoon-like against me as he dozed into a deep sleep.
It was 7:30 when I awoke again. Danny's arm still lay across my body. The stickiness between my legs reminded me of my youthful lover's insatiable need during the short night. The stickiness brought the broad smile of a secret, remembered pleasure.
Quietly, I slipped from under his arm careful not to wake him. In the shower, I let the hard thunder of Chicago's wonderful high-pressure water supply flood my body. I soaped and fondled my body, deep in the memory of Danny's purloined plundering of my pussy. The hand shower felt refreshing as I spread my legs and let the sharp pulsing spray play over tender lips.
As I dried my body, I watched as the steam disappeared from the mirror. The fog retreated upward, revealing my thighs, and then the soft curls of my mound appeared as I toweled vigorously across my back. As more of the mirror cleared, my nipples, pouted from round breasts, looking slightly enlarged. As I applied the hair dryer, my face appeared, still wreathed with a small, satisfied smile. But as the eyes of this stranger appeared, I saw tears welling up to spoil the happiness. I stood examining myself as the tears flowed. It didn't last long and I brushed them away.
In my heart I knew that I would have to have a good cry over this. These were not tears of regret. Not for the standard reasons, at least. Instead they were the bittersweet acceptance of the sure knowledge that this lovely affair would be short-lived. Danny was a dedicated and excited lover now, but soon he would find even more lively and sustainable thrills with his real love. There would soon be someone his own age, someone else to enjoy the rich joy of sexual discovery with. The tears stopped and the smile returned.
I was going to be OK with this, I decided. But for this moment, I would bask in his love and his eager lovemaking.
Danny slept soundly as I quietly opened my suitcase and slipped a gossamer-like nightie over my head and then stepped into the matching see-thru panties.
I swept the cover from my young lover's athletic body and admired the relaxed length of his cock now lolling limp against his leg.
Danny:
The dream was vivid. I could feel the intense, wet, warmth of Joanne's pussy around the head of my cock. I recalled losing the battle to hold back cumming and then the flood of relief as I shot hard and full into her. The warm creamy mix of our juices was like a warm bath surrounded the sensitive head of my cock. The thrill of taking her as she slept had been thrilling. I shuddered with the continuing pleasure of slipping my raging hard-on between the buns of her beautiful soft ass. Hearing her moan in her sleep as I probed to find the entry raised my excitement even more. I felt my body shudder as I anticipated the soft folds waiting to be explored and spread by my hard cock.
I relaxed and enjoyed the circle of her cunt just behind the head of my cock. She was delightfully wet and warm.
But something was different. I realized that I was dreaming. But the taut pussy around my cock seemed real. I slowly opened my eyes to the gray early light of day. I stretched languorously, feeling wonderfully alive even though I had not had much sleep. The wet wonder continued around the head of my swelling dick. With surprise, I realized that Joanne was leaning over me and that it was her mouth that bathed my cock.
My cock jerked sharply and expanded while she kept tight hold of it. I now felt her hand cupping my balls. I reached and found the smooth roundness of her thigh and then moved higher to touch the lovely curve of her bottom. She was wearing a pink nightie and the silken pleasure of panties over the opulent cheeks of her ass greeted my exploring hand.
"Good Morning." I moaned.
'Mmmmmmm," she replied, her mouth continuing its incredible teasing of my cock head.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" she repeated, her humming reverberating along my shaft.
I reached for her breast and brushed under the short gown to let her nipple fall into my palm. They were beautiful. I could see them hanging from her body like huge bunches of grapes from a vine, and looking every bit as appetizing. I squeezed gently.
"Ouch." She murmured. "Easy," she said softly, my precum stringing from her lips as she looked toward me. "They're a little tender."
"Sorry." I said, feeling stricken. I withdrew my hand from her nipple.
"No, no, more. Just a little easier."
I massaged her nipple between my fingers as I looked excitedly at the way her breasts hung from her body, nipples pointing straight down. She took the head of my cock in her mouth once more. It was excruciating pleasure and I lolled my head back on the pillow. I thought I might have died and gone to heaven. But another emotion began to assert itself. I needed to take a leak. Badly.
"I have to... I need... "
"Oh... sorry, " she said, smiling.
She took one last lap around my cock with her tongue and then stood up, her hand lingering on my balls.
"Can I watch?" She said, sounding mischievous.
I stood up and put my arms around her, taking a long lingering pleasure from the feel of her body wrapped so nicely in nylon.
"Not sure I can stand that." I answered. "You look wonderful!" I held her at arms length drinking in the sight of her nipples and the triangle between her legs looking so delightfully sexy through the nylon.
I rushed away and into the bathroom. My cock was still jutting straight out and of course I could not piss in that condition. I stood, eyes closed, trying desperately to think of something other than Joanne's breasts and the thrill of being inside her body. Slowly, slowly, I forced myself to think of something else and relax the muscle keeping me from urinating.
I felt her body against me, felt her arms go around me, felt the soft nylon against my back. She stroked my nipple with one hand and reached for my slowly diminishing cock.
"Let me..." She whispered.
My cock jerked to attention again. I kept my eyes closed and thought pure thoughts.
Slowly, in spite of her nearness, my penis relaxed slightly. I concentrated on relaxing. I thought of the schoolwork I had to do yet this weekend. Finally. Finally, I relaxed enough for my stream to start. Joanne leaned around to guide the stream. It sounded like a waterfall and she gasped a little at the volume and pressure behind it. Even pissing with her hand on my cock was a delight, I thought.
"You DID need this!" She laughed. I looked to find her head peering down at the bowl at the stream as she giggled. "Am I being naughty, or what?" she said, looking up at me.
I could only sigh with relief as it finally stopped flowing. I turned and gobbled her into my arms again and we stood pressed together tightly. Together, we looked into the mirror at my naked body and her wispily covered curves. She pressed her tummy against my cock, now hard and pressed upward between us. I felt her squirm and press against it.
It was delicious.
"Now …... now can I have you?" She asked, smiling into the mirror.
