The night was calm because we had experienced a series of good, energetic couplings and were tired. The lack of activity the month prior made saying it was ‘lovemaking’ a euphemism for the way we both had high levels of hormonal activity. Another pleasantry, for we were horny as hell and just wanted to fuck!
Afterwards, our high oxytocin levels had us ready to trust each other. If Laura had asked me to walk off a cliff, I would have done it without question, and I have a fear of heights.
Waking up is a task that can occur quickly or take an infinite amount of time.
As many men do, I have a good-sized erection in the morning (that comparison is only to myself, and I am not saying it is above average in any sense)
That hard flesh in the morning is a wonderment for most women because it involves no action on their part. Moreover, for a woman who is aroused in the morning, it can serve as an instant dildo with no work required to add lubrication.
The morning after, I found myself in my typical state, despite all our efforts the night before. Probably fueled by my underlying memories of a spectacular evening after a month apart. I didn’t realize that the memories associated with the previous night would be extended.
Sleeping on my stomach, my day began with a hand grabbing my ass and squeezing. A fully awake Laura had her breasts on my back and tongue in my ear.
“Good morning. Great ass, Jim, I can’t stop wanting to squeeze it.”
She was loquacious in addition to a bit excited in the morning, “The thing I like most when we fuck missionary is not only that you can kiss me, and you are inside me, but I can play and scrunch your ass as much as I want. And even finger fuck your little puckered rose!”
This type of alarm clock would sell well. She was still horny, and I didn’t want to discourage a good thing.
“Show me your morning gift, Jim. If you turn around, I’ll make sure it’s worth your time.”
Reaching between my legs, she caressed my balls from behind. Running her middle finger just above the base, you sensed my condition.
“Turn around, now. You’ve got a big one, and I want it.”
“Okay, Laura, get off my back.”
“Oh, so now I am harassing you. I will, but maybe you will want me to ‘get on your back’”
“Laura, you took that wrong. I mean that I can’t turn over with you on me.”
She let up, and I rolled onto my back.
“Your cock is so erotic. It has many different looks. A month was so long.”
“When it is small, I want to make it large. When it’s large, I want to make it small. And I am a glutton for your cream.”
I waited because I couldn’t understand what she wanted.
Going to my feet, she opened my legs and crawled up. Holding my manhood in her hand, she lowered her head, and I was at her mercy with my morning glory when she started to suckle. At first, my eyes were closed. When I opened them, she was staring up at me with her eyes conveying emotions, mixing lust, worry, and deep affection. She was sexually charged and irresistible. When she saw my eyes open, she focused on the meatus. Looking at me, she was focused on applying her special skill. Cradling her head, I offered her whatever she wanted.
“I’ll take what I want today, Jim. You don’t offer,” she harshly stated.
She went back to give me her loving attention. After a brief time, she paused and offered, “Today is my riding day in at least two ways, so lie back and enjoy being my cock.”
Moving up, placing my legs on either side of my hips, I looked up at her and took in her breasts, full, nipples pointed, swaying gently with her movement. The hint of wetness from the reflection of the light on her beautiful slit, hiding her sex.
Still wet from her mouth, she was on her knees, straddling me. Lifting my cock at the base in her fist as I caressed her legs, I wet my thumb and ran it across her soaked slit. Laura’s clit was like my cock; ready to burst as she placed my cockhead just inside her introitus, stimulating my frenulum.
“Give me a good ride, and I’ll give you another surprise!” she said, teasingly.
Laura finished the phrase and slammed herself down on my cock. Impaled on my rod, she hesitated for a few seconds, savoring the feeling of fullness. Starting an up and down motion, as she moved up, a fraction of a second later, I thrusted up to keep her filled and then dropped down to receive her pussy, swallowing my flesh.
Laura’s tits were swaying with her movement. Although her breasts were so much to handle, I reached up to play with them. Pushing them up from underneath, I pinched her nipples.
One of my hands sneaked down to her slit and excited her love button. She was riding hard. I was worried about my balls, but she reached behind and rubbed them.
“Mmm…all full for me, Jim?”
“Laura, take my man milk, but cum first.”
Bucking and rocking back and forth on my shaft, she closed her eyes, and a torrent of her gush shot onto my abdomen and chest.
Her release was so erotic that I couldn’t hold back. As she raised up with half my rod still in her cunt, gripping me from behind at the base of my shaft, she felt the pulses as my cock furnished cum in five distinct doses.
As she watched my rod little by little diminish, glistening in the morning light, gobs of man seed dropped onto my cock and body.
“You covered me in cum, Laura. Aren’t you going to do something about it?” I asked.
“Yes, I was waiting for breakfast, but I am not waiting any longer,” she answered.
She was focused on my cock, and I remained sensitive to touch, but that was good. She moved down and was now tending to clean up as much as possible by sucking and feeling me.
“It’s us, our cum, Jim, we are delicious.”
“Bring your greedy mouth here and share, Laura.”
She moved up and brought some of our cocktail as she rubbed her breasts on my chest.
“Drink up, Jim, I know the producers, and they can get you more.”
She opened her mouth to mine as we kissed and shared our juices.
“Mmm…Laura, you serve so well. A drink that is unique and fresh.”
“Your pleasure, Jim. Cum any time for more,” she said, with a little sexy laugh.
Without hesitation, I kissed her and began tickling her.
“You male pig. You tickle me when I least expect it. I don’t know if I should give you the surprise,” Laura pouted.
“Please, Laura. Don’t hold back.”
“Okay. Some coffee and croissants. Then squeaky clean all over if you want it.”
Your insistence on cleanliness was just a little strange. A nice, light breakfast. We sat side by side with some kisses and playful touches.
Afterwards, I was able to shave and brush my teeth. The night was amazing, and the day had started the same way.
All the preliminaries completed, I headed to the Roman shower.
As I entered, she came in behind me. I always found it sexy to wash each other. The soft touch with a washcloth or hand is magic. Water and the clean feeling are incredible.
We had perfected time in the shower, and it often led to other shower-based fun. But today was a little different.
She enjoyed it when I soaped her up and felt her breasts from behind. My cock was always ready to snap to attention for her as I slipped a hand between the crevasse of her ass. That usually starts a shower longer than normal.
“Enough for now, Jim. That hardon of yours has all the fun. Just once I’d like to know what it’s like,” she stated.
“Laura, if you figure out a way to do that, I’m game.”
“Promise?”
“You know I’d do that without hesitation.”
Turning to face me and pressing her breasts to mine, she kissed me deep, long, and hard. When you reached around to play with my ass, I was a little shocked but pleased when you fingered my ass.
“All clean, my Jim. Time for your little surprise.”
We stepped out of the shower and dried each other off with soft towels. Still puzzled, I thought she would tie me up and mount me as she had done before.
“Put this blindfold on and don’t peek. If you do, I will tie you up.”
“I’m easy, Laura, no need to get bossy,” I replied.
I slipped the silk bandana over my eyes, and she led me to the bed. Instructing me to lie down and wait. I did as I was told.
It seemed like a long five minutes in the dark. After that time, I heard music that I identified as Smooth Operator from Sade. She knew I considered that song extremely erotic.
Then I felt her lips on my ear, and she whispered that we could stop any time I wanted. Now, I was a little worried. That inquietude eased with her lips on mine and our tongues clasping in sexual fervor. I knew she would not do anything to hurt me, but I wasn’t sure what was next.
Leaving my lips, she kissed and nibbled my chest, sucking on my nipples as I had done for her.
The tension mounted as she slowly edged down my body, gently grazing my sides and touching me. I could see nothing but hearing the erotic music with her kisses and light bites, making me want to take her.
“Laura, you are exciting me beyond reason. Let me fuck you, please,” I begged.
“Calm down, Jim, you aren’t going to be fucking me right now.”
With a devilish giggle, followed by sucking and biting, she paused.
“My turn to mark you as mine,” as she sucked hard on my nipple, then just below my neck, and surveyed her work, “You can see later, but you have a mark that I will take a pic of later. It’s sexy.”
I couldn’t see what she was doing, but I knew that she was going to play with me somehow. Not seeing her drove me crazy when her lips found my meatus, circling the head with her tongue as she sucked.
The sensation of her going up and down my shaft with only the touch of her hands and mouth was so intense. Finally, she let me touch her head and breasts as she took me into her mouth.
“Your tits are so hard, and your nipples are ready to puncture my skin, Laura. Is this my surprise?” I inquired.
“No, but soon you’ll feel it.”
Forcing my legs apart, she sucked on the base of my cock.
“I love sucking when you are hard. Now, turn over and get on all fours,” she commanded.
After my blind condition captured all the sensations, she slid her tongue into my ass crack. She had briefly done this before, but now she was circling my little pucker, and I was collecting her saliva.
“Oh, that is so new, Laura!” I reveled in the new feeling.
She had just penetrated my little hole, and her finger was deep. Much deeper than I would have thought with just saliva.
I was now moving up and down with her.
“What a surprise, Laura!”
“Sorry, Jim, only half-finished.”
She slowly re-entered me with two fingers this time. Pulling my ass up so I was on my knees, she had me as I had never been.
“Jim, now I’m going to give you your surprise.”
Kneeling between my legs, she slid a slippery rod in my ass crack. She had a strapon!
“We are going slow, Jim. I want to fuck you. When you give me your cock, I love it when I feel it pierce me. I want you to know how I feel when you enter me,” she whispered in my ear.
She touched my back and continued to play with my ass. It seemed like she wanted to know if I would get up and leave.
“Laura, that is so beautiful. I couldn’t refuse you. Fuck me and make us cum.”
Lubing up the strapon more, she lined up and pushed on my pucker. She took her time, and I was more relaxed and excited as she entered me. Her artificial cock penetrated my sphincter, and my little hole twitched with anticipation.
“Oh, it’s tight, but not bad. Keep on, Laura.”
She was now halfway and starting to push on my prostate. It was hot to feel her in me.
As she was proceeding, my cock was not as hard as before, but she bent over me and took my shaft in her hand.
“Jim, I’m so horny now, I’ve never fucked anyone before. Your ass is so tight. I don’t want to hurt you.”
She caressed my back and ass with one hand and my cock with the other. The slight pain when she had entered subsided as she progressed.
“Laura, this is so erotic. No woman has done this for me. Let’s try to thrust and then pick up the speed. I’ll let you know if I like you fucking me, but it is great so far.”
Reaching back, displacing her hand, I touched the support for her strapon, trying to touch her pussy, but she was a little sticky, and the dildo she was using on me had another side for her to fill up her cunt and provide her with stimulation.
“Every time I thrust on you, it fucks me too,” she told me.
We started speeding up. It touched my prostate, and I couldn’t believe she was pushing into me and had me near ejaculation.
Now she was becoming almost as excited as I was when we fucked.
“I love playing with your ass and cock while I drive my little dick into you,” she stated.
Kissing my neck and thrusting into me, I felt my man juice rising. She was mirroring my movements, and her hand pushed on my perineum. She was also starting to be close to an orgasm.
“Laura, I love you fucking my ass.”
“Then cum for me, Jim. Give me what I earned,” she ordered.
She pulled out and guided me onto my back. As I turned toward her, she grabbed my rod and, holding hard, jerked me. In less than a minute, I shot long streams of man seed that she directed onto my chest. I was still excited, but my focus was on her pleasure.
The harness attaching the double-sided dildo was easy to remove. Once removed, my hand moved her double-sided dildo in and out, and the sight of her nectar made me pull her to me in a stupor for what she had just done for me. I re-planted the dildo in her soaking pussy, while our lips opened to a passionate embrace. Wanting to show her how much I wanted to please her.
I stopped and removed the dildo from her sopping pussy.
“How do you like it, Jim? It is a double dildo that can be used without a harness, but using the harness makes it easier to maintain the smaller part inside you,” Laura asked.
“Clever design. I found it really exciting to have you fuck me,” I answered.
“You know, Jim, it is fun to fuck you, but it is more work than I thought,” she confided.
“Laura, being fucked by you is great, but I like how we usually do it. We can add this to our repertoire, but I want to have your pussy around me, and to fondle you until you cover me in cum.”
“Okay, Jim, I agree once in a while, but I prefer it when you fill my cunt whenever possible.”
With that, we went to the shower again, kissing and fondling.
Taking a break, we could feel my cum between us, like someone had thrown my sperm in the middle.
“It’s nice to remember the thrill of something new, the excitement of a new pleasure with someone close. That moment is prolonged a little with your cum covering us,” Laura offered.
“A profound statement. For me, when we are kissing, and I finger you, I love to taste your honey. I don’t want to wash my hands. Your odor on my hands brings me back to the moment.”
“Jim, you can be so crass, but direct. It makes me a little wet when you tell me that. I don’t want to wash us off, but your cum is drying.”
“Don’t worry, Laura. I won’t let you dry out. Let’s get a shower–together. “
“You priapic man-slut! Haven’t you had enough?” Laura reproached me.
“I have a theory that when you say ‘enough’ for sex, that means you are bored. Boring is the time in between sex. You can have other interesting things, but when you give yourself to someone and let your inhibitions fade to please that person, that is the best feeling–ever! Sorry, too preachy,” I responded.
“No, it’s a way to think about life. One of my other lovers, a guy who was a genetic scientist, once told me that every organism—not orgasm, she specified, had two basic drives: one was to preserve the status quo, and the other to reproduce for continuation. I would argue that ‘continuation’ included the practice needed to reproduce.”
“Okay, Laura-Enough-into the shower before I’ve had ‘enough’!”
Shower time, Laura.
“I’ll join you in a couple of minutes, Laura. I just wanted to clean up your engineering marvel.”
“Wash it fast, Jim, or I’ll have had enough, and I’ll look for someone else to make me less bored.”
“Almost done soaping the apparatus up and rinsing it. You can start getting unbored without me.”
“Much more fun with you. Hurry up! I want something interesting in me.”
“And you call me a horn dog,” I joked.
Walking to the shower entrance, she greeted me.
“Welcome to Laura’s Spa, sir. May I help you with your dick? Your body smells of sexual odors. Our special today is to provide you with more of those, but for hygiene, we need to wash you from head to penis first, to use the correct term.”
“How much is this going to cost me, madam?”
“We are generally paid in milliliters of semen, sir.”
“An interesting currency. At least it’s not liters!”
That exchange was followed by her coming up to me, kissing me deeply with her tongue, telling me that she was not finished with me.
“You are rumored to have a Fort Knox equivalent of semen, and this spa treatment is going to put a serious dent in your assets.”
“Wow. Someone just put a serious dent in my assets a little while ago.”
A playful spank with a short laugh, and we kissed and held each other close as I played with her breasts with the water cascading over us. She sensed my cock rising from her attentions as we were lost under the water.
Dropping to my knees, her breasts were not left unattended. I moved her legs apart, and her slit with the water running around us was a magnificent sight.
Pulling her toward me, I decided she needed another matching hickey.
“Jim, you are nasty. Do it. Let me see your handiwork, rather mouth work. So erotic to have you sucking on me.”
“You’re so soft and smooth, Laura. How can I resist you?”
“I know where you’re headed, and you won’t find resistance once you’re there,” she added.
Meandering down her lower torso, kissing and nibbling at her body with the water like a storm, I am captivated by her body. My two hands running from your breasts and around your back to your ass.
I eased her onto the little bench in the shower while squeezing both ass and breasts, and then back again, my mouth found her slit. Licking up and down, followed by exploring those wondrous folds of her labia, had me intoxicated.
Probing more profoundly into her slit, I ran my tongue over her little bean, circling and tasting her cyprine, even with the water flowing.
“Oh, yes! I love it when you suck and are twirling around my clit! Tongue fuck me, now!”
Sliding lower between her legs, my tongue continued as she was bucking up and down fucking my tongue as it stabbed at her pussy hole.
A hand slinked in behind, and she let out an ‘oh’ as my pinky says hello to her rose bud. She was more excited, and she rocked back and forth with my other hand, manipulating her breasts.
Working on her clit, I sucked it, and while fingering her cunt. In a surprisingly short time, she was releasing her sweet honey.
“Laura, don’t make me wait. Flood me with your juice.”
After all the oral stimulation, Laura was on the verge of releasing all her pent-up elixir.
“Yes, Jim, take all my cum!”
At that moment, she delivered at least four big jets of cyprine to my face, and I swallowed all I could along with the shower water.
Her body was moving back and forth over my face. Her choice of words was limited.
“Oh fuck, my cunt, my fucking cunt,” she issued with associated phrases.
“Jim, we need to stop meeting like this, or I swear I will die from dehydration!”
“Okay, Laura. I won’t eat you out anymore.”
“You stop, and my legs will crush your head! But I need a rest.”
With that brief pause, we actually washed each other. There is an erotic component to that, even after making love, that is associated with two lovers touching and cleaning each other slowly and then rinsing the partner off. We finished washing, but you wanted to wash your hair by yourself.
I stepped out of the shower to dry myself off. Unexpectedly, when I am dry, the doorbell sounds. I waited, and Laura said, “Maybe they will go away?”
