Good Morning
By danelle
The tip of the charcoal pencil glided across the crisp page, his hands deft and quick. But his mind replayed every second of their encounter that morning.
Damn it, Rob! He heard her voice in his mind. You scared the hell out of me!
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He was leaning on the door frame as he watched her bent over a newspaper on the kitchen counter. Her hair piled high on her head, but a few tendrils escaped the simple tie to frame her face. A strap of her white tank top slid down one shoulder as she cupped her face in her hand. Sweat glistened her forehead and neck. Her heart-shaped face free of make-up. Once in a while she would frown and purse her full lips as she read down the page
He grinned at the Mickey Mouse ears painted on her pink booty shorts. Her hips swayed a little when she turned the page.
And those lean legs! He felt his manhood stir.
He walked quietly behind her, careful not to let his body touch hers. Slowly, he blew on her neck.
She turned around, startled to find him there. “Damn it, Rob! You scared the hell out of me!”
He planted his hands on the counter, with her in between him and the table top, and leaned over to scan the news, “Read anything interesting.”
She giggled as she slapped him playfully on the chest. “Naah. I’m just about to make coffee. Now will you please move.”
He moved closer to her, pinning her body against the kitchen counter. “Wait, let me just read this…” he said as he nestled his chin on her shoulder. He felt his breasts against his chest, and lightly rubbed his hardened manhood against her hips.
“Mmmm…” he heard her say. He felt her hands on his waist pull him closer. “Better let me go…”
He nibbled on her exposed shoulder and mumbled, “Or what…?”
“Or I’ll …” She didn’t get to finish her sentence as he forcefully kissed her mouth, his tongue immediately assailing hers. With a knee, he gently pushed her knees slightly apart and pressed his manhood harder on her crotch.
He felt her heat. He heard her moan. He kissed her deeper.
His hand snaked beneath her shirt to cup her breast. His thumb rubbed her nipple. He felt her bite on his lower lip. “You naughty boy,” he heard her whisper.
“That I am,” he answered with a smirk, and with one quick movement pulled her shirt over her head. His mouth immediately latched on to her breast, suckling on the tip. He felt her arch her back to give him better angle. His hands pushed her shorts down her thighs and let it fall on her feet. With his middle finger, he gently rubbed his now moist slit.
“Damn it, Rob,” she moaned against his shoulder, her breathing ragged. “You’ve got to stop…”
He looked up to stare intently at her face visibly aroused. His finger slowly pushed inside her wet pussy. “You want me to stop?”
She closed her eyes and nodded, but spread her legs wider. He watched her bite her lip as his finger filled her pussy. He pulled out his finger and pushed it in again. “You want me to stop?” he asked her again. His thumb rubbed against her clit as his middle finger did cicular motion inside her.
“Damn it!” she gasped.
He quickly but gently grabbed her by the bottom to seat her on the counter top. Hoisting her legs on his shoulders, he flicked his tongue against her clit over and over. He let two of his fingers probe inside her pussy.
He felt her grab on his hair while her heels dug on his back.
“Damn it! Damn it!”
Her cries were muffled to him with as legs pressed against his ears. He felt her pussy’s hot walls clench his fingers as he continued to push in and out. He felt her legs stiffen. He knew that she’s in the brink of climax. His tongue quickly replaced his fingers inside her snatch as her body quivered.
He lapped up her juices until her hips stopped bucking.
She pulled him up by the hair and forced her tongue inside his mouth, tasting her own juices on him.
He grabbed her by the waist and carried her to the bedroom. He laid her gently on the bed then watched her watch him as he slowly took off his shirt and boxer shorts.
As soon as his cock was free from any form of restraint, she quickly grabbed it, pulling him close to her mouth. She stroked his shaft a few times while sucking at the tip.
“Aaahhhh, yes…” he said when she fondled his balls.
He thought of the garbage and horrendous traffic to stop himself from cumming inside her mouth when she deep-throated his manhood.
Her mouth released his cock with a pop and she said, “Fuck me now, damn it!”
With her words of encouragement, he positioned himself between her legs and pushed his cock deep inside her.
“Ooohhh…” They moaned together.
With his each thrust, her breasts bounced. He sucked on one nipple while his hand played with the other. With his each thrust, her hips pushed forward, her pussy clenching on his cock tightly.
The smell of sex, their soft moans, ragged breathing and soft slaps of skin on skin filled the room.
He felt her climax over and over beneath him. He kissed her mouth and was surprised to feel something else tightening around his cock.
He looked down to see her fingers in V-shape squeezing on his manhood as he pounded into her.
“Wow.” Was all he can say as he thrust faster and faster.
He looked at her face and she mouthed, “Fuck me!”
He buried his cock deeper and faster before finally releasing all pent up desire. Her pussy milked his shaft as he filled her with his hot cum.
He collapsed in exhaustion on top of her. Their bodies coated with sweat. He mumbled against her neck.
“What’s that, hon?” She asked.
He rolled over to her side and sighed at the ceiling. “Coffee…”
She playfully smacked a pillow on his face before standing up.
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The tip of the charcoal pencil glided across the crisp page, his hands deft and quick.
He stopped to look at his unfinished drawing on his table. He closed his eyes, leaned his head back on the chair and smiled. He licked his lips as he remembered the taste of the woman now illustrated in front of him. His manhood stirred.
He nearly jumped when he felt something grab his crotch. His eyes flew open. She is leaning next to him, her hands rubbing his crotch, a naughty smile plastered on her face.
“Damn it, Dana! You scared the hell out of me.”
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