Sleep gradually and reluctantly gives way to wakefulness as the morning sun peeps through a tiny gap in the curtains. My first awareness is of you stroking my face as I lay nestled on your shoulder, your fingers tender on my soft skin. Good morning! I swim slowly up to consciousness and my fingers begin to wander, slowly exploring your chest, your stomach. You inhale sharply as I toy with your wiry pubic hair, and press your body into me.

I playfully nip your neck and you give up caresses and pull me tightly into your side as if only you can hold me tight enough our bodies and souls will merge into oneness.  I feel your manhood rising to attention, wrap my hand around the shaft and affectionately begin fondling it, squeezing and kneading your glans.

I shift in your arms so that I can watch in wonder as your arousal blossoms and your flaccid cock transforms heartbeat by heartbeat into a magnificent lunging charger, trembling and primed, eager for battle. Just like that, I am soaking wet and aching for you. Thick it grows, and thicker still. I swallow, yearning to sample it, to hold it in my mouth as it surges. I incline my chin and kiss your ear, and you grasp my jaw between your forefinger and thumb and nip my bottom lip playfully. “Ow!” I yelp softly, but the twinge unlocks desire, and I shower your face with kisses –forehead and cheeks, eyebrows and nose, ears and eyes – before settling with finality on your parted lips.

Our tongues dance a lively tango, but suddenly I pull away, letting go your cock, ignoring the stab of disappointment that flashes over your face.  I revel in the sudden deliciousness that you’re mine now, entirely and completely mine. I move between your legs and attack your pecs with my teeth and lips, nibbling your nipples, swishing my soft hair back and forth over your abs. My smirking eyes stay locked on yours, relishing the control I have over you.

I can restrain myself no longer as you dissolve into pleasure, so tormented with desire that your impossibly swollen manhood positively quivers. I kiss the tip of your prong and savor the taste of it a moment while my tongue teases your opening, lapping the pearly drops that form there. You're completely still, tense, watching me warily. It is like I’m a young tiger toying with its prey, allowing its victim to imagine the outcome is still in doubt. But I have the upper hand. I am in control.

Abruptly, I engulf your head in my mouth. Your penis has stretched to its full length now, powerful and menacing, your musk dusky and deep. You lean forward and kiss the top of my head, caress my hair. Already you’ve learned how much I love that; how close it makes me feel to you.

I take you deeper, lathing your frenulum while rolling the spongy helmet around my mouth. Reaching under, I cup your balls in their funny wrinkled sack and fondle them, loving the way they jerk and twitch at my touch. You groan and cry out, grab handfuls of my hair and use them as handles, thrusting deep. My lips clamp tight around your thick shaft, teeth lightly grazing as you plunge in and out. All I can do now is let go and take it and moan.

With gritted teeth, you piston faster, and faster yet, forcing your cock deeper. The rubbery tip bludgeons my throat and I struggle not to gag. Have I done this to you? Has fervor ignited such a fever that you can no longer restrain your lust, your need? Use me as you will, sate your passion with my body! I am yours.

A long groan is wrenched from deep in your soul, your cock thickens, and I know you're getting close. But to my surprise you stop, releasing the death grip on my hair, your breath steadying.

“Come hither, young lady,” you whisper, in a deep voice husky with desire. “Lay on me.”

I do as you request, pressing my body to yours, my stiff nipples dimpling your chest and your obscenely tumescent phallus hot against my swampy vee. We kiss long and deeply. You hold me still, not allowing even the slightest distance between us as you suckle my tongue. Can you feel my heart as it races with feverish thirst for you? I whimper into your mouth, consumed with need.

You feel me squirming as I seek relief and have compassion for my plight.

“I want you this way,” you say, turning me until my bottom is wide open to your gaze, swollen and slick with moisture. I blush when I realize how exposed I am, how vulnerable. My swollen petals, my weepy opening, my quivering bottom hole, my throbbing clitoris peeking from her concealing hood - all my secret places lay fully exposed to your gaze. Your prick throbs in my hand and I know you are staring, entranced, memorizing every detail. I am swept up in the tide of your arousal.

You grasp my hips and pull me roughly against your face. Morning stubble rasps my skin as a warm, wet tongue burrows mercilessly into my sheath, thrusting like a miniature cock. I grind my bottom into your face, your grip tight on my bum. Oh, God, it feels good! So good..

Right before my panting mouth your cock is dripping pearly essence. I lean and take it back into my mouth and begin to suck, my cheeks hollow with the effort, probing your opening with the tip of my tongue, lapping at the seeping sweetness. It is difficult to concentrate as your tongue continues its work, slipping from inside me to lap forcefully at my furrow, toying with my urethra, flicking the tip of my nubbin. I moan with delight and my bottom squirms, my anus winking as spasms rack my womb.

I drink in your cock, my fingers frantic on your shaft and balls. Blood rushes to my clit as your mouth captures its little shaft between your lips and flick the tip. I suck harder and feel you expand. Please... Please come in my mouth! I want to taste you, complete you!

I rock slowly as my clit ignites an inferno, relentlessly rubbing your face with my pussy, your nose stabbing my bottom. We are both so close, our nerve endings screaming.. So close...

And then, simultaneously, we ease the pressure, denying one another finality, knowing that when we do reach our peak it will be unspeakably intense.

Your cock throbs against my tongue as I suck more softly. I grip your glans lightly between my teeth, flicking your slit with my tongue, tasting you, stroking your shaft. Your talented fingers glide between my legs, tracing the wetness sliding drop by drop down my thighs. I can feel you gazing at my rose, fully in bloom, weeping copiously. Again I blush. You kiss the inside of my right thigh and suckle the inside of the left, then a long, flat tongue laps my furrow, tasting me. You pull me closer and bury your lips in my delicious folds as wetness soaks your face, but instead of quenching your fires it seems to ignite them.

The plundering of my pussy begins in earnest. I see all that came before was merely a preview of the real thing. No part of my womanhood is spared assault as you bring all your weapons to bear. Your tongue spears my opening as your lips pummel my labia and your chin savages my clit, leaving your nose to grind between my cheeks, taunting my musky secret places.

A finger probes my bottom and I press back against it, forcing it inside, its passage made easy by the slickness of my juices. Oh! That feels so good... so intimate... I am yours completely, now! Finish me! Complete me!

My mouth explodes into action, tongue flicking faster, circling your head. I plunge down again, taking all of you into the back of my throat, gagging this time, inhaling deeply, so I can force myself to take more of you. A muffled moan vibrates my sex and you suck my clit in deeply, the finger inscribing circles in my bottom joined by two others in my vagina, filling me. I long to cry out to heaven with the bliss of it all, but your phallus is lodged deep in my throat and your fingers are driving me mad and my clit.. oh, my clit.. I.. I can’t hold back.. Oh, I’m coming! I’m coming! I’M COOMMMIIINNNNGGGG!!!

I shatter, and as I shudder and choke and cry out, your cock swells impossibly large, and freezes for the beat of a heart before jet after jet lashes my throat!  Gulping frantically, moaning, choking, I feel my walls and sphincter squeeze hard on your digits, my whole bottom clenching again and again as convulsions rip through every cell of my body.

And you join me, your seed forcing its way to my stomach, viscous streams spurting hard and quick. You grip my hips with steel fingers, holding me firmly in place as, bucking and shaking, you empty yourself, your face thrust heavenward in an agony of pleasure almost beyond enduring.

And the world ceases turning, and time pauses, and just for a moment we soar together through clouds of bliss.