I felt perhaps as you awoke and thought about coffee, you might want to reflect on awakening this morning and finding me next to you, sleeping on my back, with a morning erection pulsing gently with my heartbeat. You slowly remember last night, the bar, sitting next to me, dancing and flirting. Then remembering what transpired between us.
You shyly smile and reaching over, rub the underside of my penis with your fingers, you know, the sensitive part. I moan softly, you lean over and kiss me. “Good morning my handsome stud, er, um.” You grit your teeth as you forget my name.
“Jack,” I say. “And you are Katie the Beautiful!” I roll on my side facing you.
“Coffee?” You ask.
“In a few minutes,” I murmur, reaching over and running my hand on your taut stomach.
“I need to do something.” My fingers moving in circles, ever widening towards your naked pussy, still wet from the sensual orgasms you gave me.
“Do What?” You ask.
“This.” I reach the very top of your vaginal slit and circle it gently with my middle finger. I feel the wetness still on it.
You gasp as my finger travels down further and claims your clitoris and gently circles it while I watch your reaction.
You lie back and arch your hips, coaxing my finger to go lower, it does.
I feel your pussy begin to dilate and lubricate my finger which continues to rotate where it is devilishly pleasurable.
“If you keep that up Jack, I’ll cum!” You rub your pussy harder against my finger.
“Not until I say so Katie.” My free hand travels to your right breast and reverently massages it. I roll your nipple into a stiff, sensitive nubbin begging for more stimulation. I love your nipples, so responsive. I want to suck and fondle forever on them.
My mouth moves to encompass your side boob and licking my way up, capture the nipple with my gentle lips.
You of course, writhe and moan out as you cry for more. But not yet.
My right hand is fully on your warm cunt now and sliding slowly downwards, I feel my middle finger sink slightly into your soft entrance. My thumb gently circles your clit. I slowly move it inside you and let it touch your sensitive “G” spot.
Again, your hips attempt to get the entire finger inserted so you can fuck it. Your pussy is wet, hot and in need.
I deny you by pressing my finger up into the velvety roof of your cunt, worrying the sensitive tissue and sparking a need to cum.
I move thumb and finger within your molten pussy, curling my finger inside you elicits a primal scream. I love watching your face while I crook my finger over your pubic bone, feeling you raise your pussy, wanting all of it. So sensual.