***Explicit Sexual Content*****Note: The people in this story are fictional, they don't truly feel any of the feelings as portrayed in the following story, nor do they exist. If you think one of them represents you, congratulations you may be the most self centered person to exist. The events which happen in this story never happened, that early in the morning, nor at all. Just enjoy the sex filled story. It's purely for entertainment purposes. So whack away!** *oh yeah, feel free to tell me what you think about it in the comment section...now I'm done*She lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering, is he thinking about her too? Could anything top their first encounter? He probably didn't even think of it, that was months and months ago. She wondered about that very question every so often. Would there be a chance to find out?
She couldn't lay still anymore. She got up and washed up and brushed her teeth. Was it too early to go downstairs? Would he need more sleep?
She felt her stomach start to knot up from a sudden moment of excitement. She knew he was down there right now, asleep on the couch, or would he be awake? She looked at herself in the mirror, told herself to calm down and to get dressed.
Dressing in a pair of tight black stretch pants and a loose t-shirt, she opted for no bra, just incase.
Downstairs she could hear the slow steady rhythm of of his breathing. She tip toed past him into the kitchen and grabbed a small glass of juice. She was about to tip toe past him again to go back upstairs, when he mumbled good morning and asked what time it was. She told him that it was 7:30, he grumbled. She stepped closer and leaned down a bit and asked him what he had said. He reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her so that she was sitting on the edge of the couch. "Where ya going? is what I said". She stuttered out "oh I ....I was.. just going back upstairs, s-s-so that you could get some more sleep" she gathered her wits and added "unless you want me to join ya on the couch..." He cocked one eyebrow up and thought for a split second, his answer came as an action instead, he lifted his arm and the blanket at the same time as an invitation to her to join him.
He was so warm, it was so warm under the blanket. She could've just closed her eyes and drifted back into sleep with his arm wrapped around her and the warmth he had created under that blanket. She had matched the rhythm of his breathing and was about to drift off when, her eyes flew back open.
She had felt it, it wasn't just a twitch in his arm. He had started moving his hand down her side to her hip, he paused there for a moment, gave her hip a light squeeze. She realized then that she had been holding her breath, and let it out with a little sigh of enjoyment. He continued down from her hip to her thigh, at least where he could reach too. He caressed her leg for a moment before he started back up her hip.
When he got to where her shirt overlapped her pants he lifted the edge of the shirt to ensure that his hand would go up under her shirt as he moved it back up to her belly.
He slowly slid his hand up her belly to her right breast.
She never realized just how big his hands were before, until that moment when he covered her breast with his hand and started to lightly massage it. He would move his hand to the bottom of her breast, cupping it, and then slowly moving his hand so that her breast slid out from under it so that he was able to caress the entire breast. She loved it, she never said anything for fear that he would stop and the moment would be gone. She found herself several times just holding her breath in, a way of hoping to make the moment last. She sighed and made little slight moans, this was her way of saying don't stop.
He had stopped caressing the entire breast and was focusing on her nipple now. He took it in between his thumb and forefinger and lightly rolled it between them, he moved forward and started breathing on the nap of her neck, sending shivers down her back and making her nipples even more sensitive. She arched her back as he did that and moaned her approval, she wondered for a moment if she ever told him that that drove her crazy.
She was starting to feel that this was a little onesided. She wasn't able to do anything to him for he was behind her. She snaked her arm under his while he was still playing with her breasts and ran her hand down to his hip. At first when she touched him he gave a little jump, like he wasn't expecting her to. Then gave a little sigh into the back of neck and started kissing and lightly sucking the back and side of her neck. She put her hand on the side of his hip and pulled him in toward the back of her and sighed. In return he slid his hand just under her breasts and pulled her into him.
She wanted to kiss him. The urge to kiss him came in an instant and wouldn't go away. She remembered kissing him the night before and wanted so badly to do it again. In the spooning position they were in on the couch it seemed unlikely that she would be able to kiss him. What started as an urge became an all consuming passion that needed to be fullfilled. Just as it became all consuming to her, he slid his hand down her belly and between her legs. Even through the pants he could feel the heat her pussy was radiating. As soon as he slid his hand between her legs, she moved her hand from his hip to behind his head and craned her head around, just as he started to lean forward and caught his lips with hers and kissed him with all the passion that had been building. She moaned into his mouth as they kissed while he rubbed her pussy through her pants.They broke off the kiss and were both out of breath.
He took his hand from between her legs and she started to moan disapproval with that action until she realized that he had slid his fingertips into the top of her pants and started to slide them down. With a sharp inhale she lifted her hips so that he could get them down. Her mind was racing, not a word was said, he just knew. He knew and she loved him for knowing. She pushed the pants off after he got them past her knees.
She was going to roll over to face him but he stopped her and made her face away from him still. They never said anything. He put a little pressure on the back inside of her right thigh. An action that she took as meaning bend her knee, so she put her right foot on her left knee.
Both of their breathing had increased. She was wanting so badly for him to touch her again. She reached her right arm between them and twisted her hand so that her palm was against him and lowered it until she found his dick, it was so hard. He did a sharp intake of breath, making her think, that was unexpected. Her head was swimming, she couldn't think straight, she wanted so much to have him inside her.
He slid his hand between her legs, this time from behind. She was bracing for the intense feeling that she would feel when he found her clit with his finger, instead he caressed the lips of her pussy with his fingertips. She wasn't expecting that to feel so good, she felt a warmth start at her belly button and slowly wash over the rest of her body. She moaned with pleasure and felt her whole body relax into his even more.
Instead of going for her clit it almost seemed like he did everything he could to stay away from it. Caressing the inside of her thighs, rubbing with the slighest touch of his fingertips on her pussy lips. She was getting so worked up and so wet, she couldn't believe how wet she was getting, she would've been embarassed at how wet she was if it weren't for the intense pleasure that was making her not care. He was doing it so if he didn't like it, it was his fault anyway. With the way he was still kissing and lightly licking her neck she didn't think he seemed to mind.
She gasped in pleasure when she felt his finger slid into her pussy and immediately find her until now impossible to find g-spot. She was so overtaken by the feeling that she thought her eyes would roll into the back of her head. He slowly and gently moved his finger in and out of her pussy. She arched her back pushing her bottom towards him trying to get more of his finger into her. She was so excited that she was wet from front to back.
He had worked up a rhythm that she was really enjoying, he would slid his fingers in, caress her g-spot, slide them out again and light graze his fingertip over her anus. She wasn't expecting that to give her such a jolt of pleasure, she couldn't help but let out a little yelp.
He went on with this rhythm for a few moments, she was so worked up that she just wanted him to take her. He could have asked her to do anything at this point, she had never been so turned on without having clitoral stimulation. She was getting to the point where she just wanted to be ravished.
She had just gotten into the rhythm when he changed it up. She started noticing that with each time he was putting a little more pressure on her anus. As soon as she realized it she got a little worried, she had only ever had anal sex twice and both times it hurt real bad.
He could tell she was tensing a bit, he leaned forward and kissed her just below her ear and whispered "We won't if you don't want to, but I want to fuck your ass so bad"
She couldn't help it, she moaned and before she realized what she was doing she had whispered out in a hoarse tone "oh god yes" in her head the little voice had said "What?"
He groaned like that was the best thing he'd ever heard, steadied his breathing and whispered into her ear "relax hun I won't hurt you"
She tried very hard to relax, at some point in this whispered break she had gotten so excited at the thought. She couldn't believe that she was going to go through with this but was so wanting it.
Before she could think another thought she felt something pressed against her anus. It was the head of his dick. She gasped at the feeling of it, it was so hard.
Harder then it was last night when she slid it between her lips for the first time, harder then when she made it explode in the back of her throat. As the images of the night before flashed through her mind, making her want him inside her even more, he pressed against her anus and slid his dick into her ass.
When he was all the way in he stopped for a moment so that she could get used to it. She couldn't believe the feeling, she couldn't even describe it to herself. It was a pressure, but it was a beautiful feeling. She felt a tingling sensation start from her pussy and spread up her body in waves, until it hit her cheeks in a wonderful pink flush.
She gasped, and was overcome with the feeling of wanting him to stay right where he was and a need to have him sliding in and out of her. He must of sensed this need and with a slow movement he slid in and out of her ass. Both of their breathing had turned into rasping pants of pleasure. She was moaning softly, while in her mind she was screaming oh my god fuck me. He continued the slow pace not wanting to hurt her, waiting until she gave some sign that she was comfortable enough for him to speed up. He wasn't sure if the last moan she had let out was a groan of pain or a moan of pleasure. While he was in mid thought, he thought he heard her say something. "What?" he asked.
"Fuck my ass" she moaned. His stomach leapt with excitement, he had wanted to hear her say that to him for a long time. He moaned and started to speed up, she gasped and let out a low gutteral moan as he sped up.
When he heard that moan his breath caught and he let out a shakey lustful exhale.
He put pressure with his hand on her thigh for her to put her legs together. She brought them together and was moaning and gasping. He then reached over her leg and put his hand between her legs. This time he went straight for her clit, which by this time was aching to be touched. As soon as he touched it she let out a moan that was so loud, she tried to say something but was so overcome with passion that it came out as gasps. Her eyes flew wide open again at the touch, she almost completely lost it and almost orgasmed. She didn't tho she wanted to wait for him, she wanted them to cum together. Which was going to be real soon if he kept up on her clit while fucking her ass. She was going out of her mind, she wanted to yell, she wanted to moan, she wanted to just explode. She craned her head around again trying to kiss him again, she could never explain to him at this point in time with words how he was making her feel. The only way she thought she would be able to convey how crazy this was making her was by kissing him. When she turned her head to him, they locked eyes and she knew, she knew that he could tell, from the look in her eye. The look that comes on a womans face when she wants it all and even more, when she's gone to that place filled with all the lust and all the passion. When she's ready to just explode, because she can't be filled with that much. If she could've gotten any closer to him she would've tried. He smiled an she just nodded, and kissed him with everything that she had built up inside her. She never wanted him to leave her.
All of a sudden her eyes flew wide open again and she got the look on her face like something was about to happen that she couldn't control, he nodded at her, he knew what was about to happen. With that nod he had given her permission. She squinted her eyes shut and felt the wave of warm tingling sensations wave overlapping wave from her toes to her head, again and again. She moaned out his name over and over again. Wanting him to know that she knew it was him giving her this immense pleasure, she wanted him to know that she wanted it to be him, that she wanted him to not have to leave again. Just when she thought it had subsided, she heard his breathing, it was ragged and deep, he gave out a couple of moans and on the last gutteral moan she knew that he was cumming. That sparked something within her, she was all of a sudden hit with another orgasm, not quite as intense as the last one. However it was intense enough that before she could stop it she had blurted out "oh my god I'm cumming again" she came again and he urged her on with low whispers in her ear.
When both were spent they lay there on the couch, breathing heavily and feeling satisfied. He put his arms around her kissed the back of her neck again and they both fell asleep. When they awoke they never said anything to each other about the mornings activities. He slipped his clothes on and went out the door and made the long trek home again. She waved good bye and went upstairs to have a shower and went about her day, straightening up and then making dinner for when her husband got home.
