We were spooning as the sun streamed onto us through the skylights, and T was clearly awake, or at least half awake; she’d either manoeuvred herself into position with my cock between her legs or had woken like this and taken matters into her own hands. Or labia, actually – I could feel them on either side of my cock, hot and already slippery.
“Good morning,” I said, reaching down and holding her hip so I could get a bit more purchase and do firmer strokes while staying tight against her quim. “I see you’re both up.”
“Mmmm,” T mumbled, “as are you now, thankfully. He has been for a while and we’ve all been wating for you. Glad you could join us.”
I pulled T closer and nestled into her, kissing the skin that joined neck and shoulder and nibbling her ear, to which she reached back over her head with her upper hand, holding my head in place. I could smell the arousal on her skin, and T’s reaching up had pushed the covers down, exposing her breasts. I kept kissing and nipping her neck and ears but slid a hand round to cup one of her ripe tits. It filled my hand. I tweaked her hard nipple, relishing its firmness and the effect it evidently had on her as her body responded, making her undulate a little.
T changed the angle of her hips so I was poised at her opening, and I pushed forwards a little, sliding straight in an inch or two without any resistance. We both gasped at the intimacy and tightness – her legs were closed together – and spent a few moments enjoying the moment and the new sensation for both of us.
It wasn’t long until I couldn’t wait any more, so I started to push forwards and backwards a little, easing my way in, coating myself in her wetness. Because we were so closely spooned together I couldn’t move that much, but it was enough, rolling my foreskin back and forth, stimulating the sides of my cock head divinely as I slid in and out.
T shifted so her torso was perpendicular to me and drew her legs up , she was fully presenting herself to me, arse first. This meant I could give full length strokes, and my cock made squelching sounds as I went all the way in and out. I could also feel the tips of T’s fingers between her legs as she rubbed her clit. She was starting to moan, holding her breath and then releasing again as she pushed herself close and close.
I slowly pulled all the way out so my cock was placed at her entrance, and then quickly went all the way back in again. This was a huge turn-on for me – and her, too – she sighed a long exhale and whispered to me, “Yes, that, keep doing that…it feels so good.”
I kept at it, rapidly sliding balls deep and grinding a little before withdrawing slowly, pausing, and repeating as T touched herself and I played the role of assistant pleasurer. Before long she stopped moving all together and her body tensed as I was half way out, so I stopped where I was. She let out a long, “Huuurrrgh! Nnnggh! Oh….yes!” as she started coming, squeezing my cock as it flooded through her, her juices leaked out onto me and the bed.
T disengaged quickly, turned over to face me while throwing a leg over my hip, and slid right back down onto my cock. He can’t have been in the fresh air for more than 5 seconds. I pulled her close and she smiled as we started kissing, biting each other’s lips gently and tasting each other as our bodies worked out how to make the most of this position. I grasped the flesh of T’s left buttock hard, digging my nails in a little to give myself purchase, and began the long strokes again, all the way in, and all the way out, grunting slightly with the combined pleasure and effort.
The smell of our sex, and particularly T’s pussy, was filling the small, intimate space between us, which was hot with our breath and body heat despite the fact that the covers had since headed South. We held eye and frequent tongue and lip contact while our sticky, squelchy, loins did most of the work. I don’t think I’d ever experienced someone as wet as this, it’s like she was leaking.
I picked up the pace and started fucking harder; the noise levels went up correspondingly, our bodies sucking and slurping at each other, and a slapping sound and a grunt every time we fully converged. We were still kissing, but moaning and panting, too, and our faces were wet with saliva as we sucked and feasted on each other.
T had what felt like a mini orgasm after a few minutes, not deep and volcanic but evidently well above the usual great sensations of hot coitus. This added even more to the thick coating of juices on my cock and I could feel myself approaching the edge, that tickle around the helmet as I became more sensitive. I focused on her body for a while to make it subside, but it rose back up relentlessly.