I let out a soft moan, trying to let sleep pull me back into my dreams. You have other ideas it seems, because as I try to curl into a ball, you hold me close. I can’t help but smile, but I groan out. I pretend to protest, acting as though I’d ever deny you. We both know better, don’t we?
Your cock presses against my arse, poking gently. I let out a soft gasp, feeling you push a little more, I shiver. I know how long it’s been since you've brought up having anal. We only do it once in a while, and I think this is your way of asking. Smooth, truly. I can’t help but smile to myself.
The simple touch of your fingers come up, and caresses my nipples. You pinch them, pulling them until they’re delectable tightly beaded rose buds. I moan out, now awake, but still I keep my eyes closed. I push myself back into you; slowly you grind your cock along my slit. You can feel the wetness that has built up between my folds. Softly I move with you, one of your hands comes down and begins to dance over my clit.
Ah! Yes! I cry out as your thumb ghosts over my clit, feeling a thousand nerve endings flicker into life. It’s like euphoria through my body at the speed of life. My breathing is laboured, and you move to kiss my shoulder. Your hips moving along my slit, the thickness of your mushroom head hits against my clit every so often. Your lips wonderfully warm on my skin; the breeze from the window blows in. It teases our skin, which is warming quickly. My eyes still closed, not because I want sleep, but lost in ecstasy over you.
Your fingers are moving deftly over my clit, so light that I can’t breathe. It has me overwhelmed, I gasp out moans, which encourages you to continue. You don’t even move your cock inside me, not yet. You just run it along my slit, how can you turn me on so much like this? I don’t even care, don’t stop. My mind races with delight. My heart is slamming against my chest.
You whisper into my ear you want me to come, knowing how turned on I am, it’s so close. You move slower, but with such need. You growl in my ear. You know that growl I love so much? Yeah, mmm that one. Fuck! I push back into you, my toes pointing, and I begin to come hard. I let out a cry of short harsh gasps, moaning out your name. I convulse into a chain of spasms, a frenzy explosion of exquisite sensation.
Fuck! I scream inside my head. Such an intense orgasm, and it’s just the first one. You’re not even inside me. You reach over to the bedside table, and grab the lube. You apply a thick coat of it on your cock, and run it along my arse crack. A single finger penetrates me, working me into a lusty need for your cock. It feels so good.
You move to slide your finger out, helping me up on my knees. I lay my chest against the bed, as you move behind me. You stroke your cock along my crack, working down towards my pussy and back up again. It makes me heady, letting out a whimper. I want more; I want you inside me now! You've turned me on so much, and it’s been so long since you've been inside my arse. You place your cockhead at the entrance of my arse, pushing in slowly, I let out a whine. You’re easy with me; working in softly, the thickness of your head is what hurts the most. With a little resistance from my hole, you push in. With a grunt, I relax, feeling you work deeper inside me.
Now you begin to work your hips against my body, thrusting slowly, but with need. I twist, obeying an instinct I didn't know I possessed, writhing, encouraging you to keep going. With you, I never miss a beat. You thrust a little faster, fucking me harder with each stroke inside me. It becomes a little easier, finding a nice rhythm inside me, allowing us to both enjoy it.
For the longest time, we stay just like that, feeling you fuck me. Your fingers digging into my flesh, pulling me back into you. I reach under me, and begin to do the same touch on myself as you were doing to me moments ago. I deftly play with my clit, feeling you fucking me still. I want to come again, I need it. I move my fingers faster, you move deeper. You thump yourself harder with each thrust, my fingers matching your pace.