Interrupted sleep

I’m sleeping. I wake up from the sound of my bedroom door. But I’m not moving, knowing who’s here. I hear her undressing and feel the covers being withdrawn. I feel her warm body next to mine. She follows her finger behind my right ear and kisses my shoulder. Her hands move through my body. When they fish in my underwear (jungle boxer shorts)

I’m rolling on my back. We share a deep kiss while I lift my ass so she can facilitate my only clothes. I kick them out, the kiss isn’t broken. After a few passionate minutes of kissing, she kisses her way through my body. When she comes to my stomach, her hands touch my thighs, starting at the knees. When she gets closer to my erotic center, which stands proud and long, with her mouth her hands work all the way up there. While using one hand to stroke my dick and balls, she licks my dick and uses her other hand to massage where my thighs meet my body. She takes me in her mouth, deeper and deeper, and gives me enough tongue action. Her hand pumps what’s not in her mouth as the other goes on is the work in my joints, moving to my balls and ass too. Harder, longer. As I go over the edge… Slow them down and lick me like a lollipop. I moan, and she continues this blessed torture until it becomes too much. I fill her mouth with my coming. A little shaking along the side of her mouth. She kisses her way back to my body and we share a soul kiss.

I’m licking the dribble off her face. I walk down her throat, take my time. I twist my tongue between then over her breasts, spend extra time on her swollen nipples. Back between her cleavage and down. My tongue is swirling in her belly button. She’s moaning. When I get to her pubic hair, I change my angle of attack. I go to her middle-high and lick, using my hands to offer moral support from the shins up. I put her knees over my shoulders when I grabbed her, taking the time to lick her thigh joints. I’m riding my tongue over her labia while I just stroke her opening. I’ll stick my tongue in. I put a little in and out of action before I take her clit in my mouth. She’s losing control. I hum, she goes over the edge and her juices, which now slowly flow into my mouth. I’m going to continue with this amazing torture until she begs me to stop, or for 20 minutes – a little longer. She grabs my ears and pulls me between her legs. We share a kiss. I fall into her open vagina as my tongue dives into her mouth, dancing with her tongue. As I stay inside, I lift her up, looking down to see how my body moves in hers. I put her knees over my shoulders and dive deep, slowly. She calls “Ohhhh, Mike,” and I’m increasing my pace. The beautiful head I have received stops me from coming, while the head she has got prims her for orgasm after orgasm. I slow as she breathes, never stop. When I’m tiring, I move down and our lips flow together. I push deep and slowly, and then deep and fast, making them off again, as I move only an inch from her body. I’m approaching my crisis now.

I grab her shoulders, put my weight on her body and keep going deep. When I go to the handle, I get into her hard, she joins me and holds me firmly against her as we leave the world. We stay still when we catch our breath. I stay in her while I’m getting soft. I’m rolling off her. We share kisses, caress and kiss talk as we relax in the afterglow. We talk about the past and relieve tensions with soft pillow and caress. When the energy returns, I move my hand through her body. She looks at me with a look of expectation (she on her back, I on my side) as my fingers slippery over her opening.

If it relaxes I dive into one finger, then two. First, I’m gonna collect slowly and deeply juices. My fingers close her clit as my pace increases with her breathing. Her sex flush returns. Faster, faster, in and out. She’s starting to move under my hand. I’ll stay with her like glue. She starts shaking when she goes off. I show no mercy for what looks like an eternity, but is actually just a few minutes. I slow my fingers and her breathing slows down. I pull my fingers out and lick my handy work off. She smiles and rolls on her hands and knees.

I have risen to the occasion when I climb on board and enter her oh so slowly and ohhh so deeply. My pace increases when I massage her sides and massage forward. I pull her towards me, she pushes back into me. Our paces are increasing. My hand goes to her joy button when we drive together and both go off. I’ll collapse when we breathe. We’ll roll out together. I’ll grab down and change the blankets. I grabbed her and grabbed my cup of water, took a deep sip and passed it on to her, still keeping in touch. She lays the cup on the ground (or rather, drop it) and we drift off in the sleep of lovers.