Home truth

When I walked into the bedroom and saw her form sleeping in the bed, I was immediately filled with lust. The day was yet to full begin and I had fresh morning energy coursing through me. Her dark ginger hair reflected the first bit of sun peeking through the curtains like a lustrous golden cascade. Her skin was almost luminous and I imagined the warmth was enticing.

I moved to the bed and softly lay down next to her, spooning her. My body contorted into the same shape she was in. She was warm beneath the sheets and inviting. I put my arms around her waist and pressed closer. Her body rose and fell ever so slightly as she slept. This close, with my face close to her hair, I could smell something exotic and deeply erotic. The smell of her shampoo, some lingering perfume from the previous day and the smell of her body in sleep all combined into a heady aroma.

I felt an erection pressing against her butt.

Gently, I moved forward and kissed the lobe of her right ear and then followed it with a kiss to her neck below the ear. Her skin was warm and felt like satin. I resisted the urge to grab and ravage her immediately But that was no way to wake someone you love. Instead, I continued to softly kiss the back of her neck, moving her hair aside and leaving little traces of wet to dry off on her hot morning skin.

My arms which lay around her, moved over hers. Despite the fact that she was sleeping, I found that her upper arms had exploded into a million goosebumps. My kisses to her neck brought an almost instantaneous eruption of new goosebumps.

Encouraged, I continued to kiss her and pressed my erection pressed against her corpulent butt insistently. I heard a soft moan from her and realized that she was enjoying this despite not having woken up fully.

I felt her shuffle inside the sheets and she pushed her back out a further, feeling and pushing up against my cock. I felt like I was going to explode already.

I plunged my arms inside the sheets and around her waist feeling the fold of her warm skin. She was wearing a soft cotton t-shirt and a mini pyjama shorts.

I enveloped her, letting my hands move up over her upper body to find her breasts through the soft cotton tee. She had nothing underneath and I felt her thick, angry nipples cutting through the fabric. She moaned more, and this time her body was pushing against mine more insistently. I lifted the sheet and entered into it with her.

Pressing up against her body, I too moaned now — not too loud so as not to wake her up fully.

My hands felt her body, tracking the curve of her hips, her curved, round butt and her thighs that felt like cream. Then, I gently ease down her shorts taking her panties along with it, wiggling it inch by inch until I’d gotten it down her midway to her thighs. I touched her bare ass — warm, soft and inviting like a well made bread. The things I wanted to do!

How was it that she was still asleep?

I put a tentative finger between her thighs and felt a warm and propitiously wet pussy. She moaned louder now, on the verge of waking up but perhaps treating this as a delicious dream, pushing against it. My fingers went into her folds and I gently rubbed feeling it get more and more wet. I was now fully hard and feeling the urgency to address it.

Slowly, I eased myself out of my shorts, letting my turgid pain spring free to push up against the crack of her butt. Then, like a thread into a needle, I pressed my cock between the lower part of her butt where it met her thighs. The juices had now made her inside part of the crook of her thighs wet and my penis slipped in smoothly. Once the tip of my cock pushed against her pussy, I moved forward smoothly, letting it separate and enter.

She was serpentine now — writing and thrusting her back out, spreading for me, her moaning now loud and histrionic. From her movements, I could sense that she was now fully awake. Her body arched as I began to fuck her from behind, gyrating back and forth to ride on my cock. She got more and more breathless as we continued and my hands fondled her breasts. I felt like I was going to come anytime now.

The feeling of being on the edge was so sweet that I didn’t want to release. I held back as long as I could but with every thrust and movement back into her, I felt like I had a little less control. Then, I felt the tremor and I grit my teeth and held even as she groaned in pleasure. Her movements were becoming faster and more forceful, thrusting more urgently.

Then, in one pulsing thrust, I was coming. My hands squeezed her breasts in pleasure as I spasm-ed inside her, feeling the helplessness of an exquisite release. Then, slowly, I unfurled, relaxing around and inside her, feeling the drip of my cannonade mixing with her juices, oozing between us onto the sheets.

She was purring slowly, still gyrating gently, wanting some more pleasure but realizing that I’d now gone soft. I put my fingers in her and she gurgled softly. I began to rhythmically whack her off. She whispered meaningless words and moved her ass to my rhythm and stuck it out such that I was also kneading on her clit as I went in and out. Then I felt her thighs begin to explode in short, swift spasms and a rush of wet flowed inside her. She continued this way for a long time as I rubbed her out and then eventually, when my fingers were going to cramp themselves from the workout, she relaxed and put her hands on mine with my finger still into her pussy, holding it there, sighed and said, “Oh daddy!”

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