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By dawn's early light
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By dawn's early light It was a quiet morning, the two of us laying together in bed, the morning light just beginning to illuminate the room...and her sleeping form wearing only sheet. Still in a bit of a sleepy haze, I rolled over and moved up close behind her. She felt the bed rustle a bit, and stirred only slightly, a soft, pleased moan emanated from somewhere deep in her chest as she adjusted herself back into me. We fit together very nicely, she and I. We lay there contentedly, my face buried in the warmth of her neck, our bodies tweaking and adjusting until the perfect fit was achieved. But as is the case with me and this particular position - her soft warm body molded against me, conforming to the bend of my body like the mate to a jigsaw piece, and her luscious ass pressed snugly against me - it wasn't long before a subconscious signal shot out from some primal recess deep in my brain to an equally primal place deep in the pit of my pelvis, and the floodgates opened. A fresh supply of oxygen-rich blood rushed unchecked into my pelvis and - what do you know - "Junior" started to stir...stretching from a night's slumber into awakening. Perhaps there's some proximity alarm in the head of a man's cock that tells it when it's close to warm, moist places...or maybe it has some primitive sense of smell. Whatever the case, it was clear the swelling wasn't going to subside any time soon. Now...we'd never experimented with anal...talked about it, yes. Curiosity expressed, yes. I'd done some light touching and massage both in the shower, with a lubed finger, and with my tongue while feasting on the juicy garden just above. But she'd also told that the one and only time she tried with someone, the pain was an instant turn-off. Obviously the inexperienced dolt who came at her was pretty clueless - not to mention clumsy and inconsiderate - and must've tried to slither into her like a snake chasing a gopher into its burrow. So it wasn't my intention to go knocking at her back door...I really just wanted to snuggle up behind her and go back to sleep. Not! And even in her only half conscious state, she too felt the swelling. From our position, it didn't take much for Junior's head to end up sniffing the cleavage between her fleshy buns. I say "sniffing" because that's how it seemed...he pulsed and twitched like a bloodhound hot on the trail of a fresh scent. And this was a high-quality erection too...not one of those shallow ones that just inflates the cock from the base, but one that came from somewhere much deeper, and lit my whole pelvis on fire. Damn. I really had intended to just spoon with her. And in a futile hope that if I ignored it it'd go away, I remained still...rather than being my normal horny-male self by capitalizing on the situation and trying to "dock" with her, I simply held my position...some tactful, disciplined station-keeping with Junior's now fully swollen and blood-engorged head nestled just inside the humid crevasse. Well, duh. Even in her semi-lucid state she felt the warm probe nuzzling into her. And the lack of insistence on my part must've engendered in her the trust that I had no desire to hurt her. But at the same time, the sheer naughtiness of this both interested and enticed her. She arched her back slightly, pressing her ass back towards me and parting the cleft enough that Junior came into contact with the tightly pursed entry. Then she relaxed, and I felt the loving hug of her buns as they held me in place. Gawd...knowing where I was, not to mention that I'd been invited by her - plus the physical sensation of her buns wrapped around and cradling my cock was a killer combination. Not wanting to ruin the moment by rushing anything, I pulled back ever so slightly...not fully withdrawing mind you - I'm not crazy enough to do that - but just enough. I paused for a brief moment, then allowed myself to move back to where I was just touching again. When I did, there was a very different sensation. Hmm...Junior was drooling...not much...kind of like the way a cat does while purring and paw-kneading ("makin' buscuits") as its head is stroked. It was as though a small bead of lube had been applied and wetly paved the way for Junior to open her just slightly. Again, I pulled back a bit. She felt it too, and answered by pressing back onto me again...gently, tentatively, very shallow. Woof! Each cycle, each forward press and backward retreat only increased Junior's slobbering until his head and her orifice were drenched by his sweet, clear pre-cum. And each time she pressed back against me, the muscles relaxed more fully and she took me ever deeper. Taking it very slowly the way we were - the correct way to introduce something like this - gave her time to relax, adjust, and allowed her to open to the experience. She was wide awake now, the rush of sensations...the physical and the very powerful mental realization that she was doing something so taboo and forbidden - and enjoying it. Her breathing became quicker and more shallow, and I felt her lift the upper leg enough to allow her hand to move between them. Yum! , Her fingers moved to the now very well irrigated folds between her legs, and I heard her gasp as she began masturbating herself. "Use it like a mouth" I whispered to her. "What...?" she gasped breathlessly "Relax as we move together, flex closed as we move apart...like the way you'd work your lips over a Tootsie-Roll Pop" I moved slightly deeper into her with the next forward thrust, but still only head-deep...just what I'd intended. Then as I pulled back, I could feel her contract and almost spit me back out. As her fingers worked their familiar and experienced magic on her pussy, her anus was gripping and releasing me...working the slippery head like a favorite piece of candy. As she came, which she did shortly after hearing me tell her how to use her body on me, the ring of muscles guarding her back door released their tension and she opened enough that her well-lubed orifice fully engulfed the entire head of my cock. Then as she clamped down, it was like a tightly pursed set of lips sucking just the head of my dick. As her body shuddered from the many orgasmic waves that pulsed outward from her groin, she gripped and released faster. Feeling what felt like a toothless knob-job, plus hearing her gasping in ecstasy as her hips bucked wildly back into me was all it took, and the contents of my reproductive system erupted into the small cavity. I groaned through clenched teeth as wave upon wave of muscular contractions completely voided every last drop, far more than could be held by the tiny pouch. The hot splava filled the whole of her chasm, and with one final gasp and backwards thrust onto me, she took the entire head, and some of the shaft into her. As she did, Junior - who was now exhausted and spent, began to slump into a very satisfied state of relaxation. No longer at attention and able to maintain his position inside the very snug opening, he just slid out "God, I'm overflowing." she said, rolling onto her belly so the thick fluid wouldn't run down onto the sheets. We lay there, panting, buzzing, reveling in the experience we'd just shared. "Stay put." I said after a few moments. I got up from the bed, standing on wobbly knees, and went into the bathroom. I grabbed a washcloth, soaked it in warm water, then returned to clean up the mess I'd made. After all...since I made it, it was the gentlemanly thing to do. Both still buzzing, we curled back up with each other, and drifted off to sleep. |
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that sounds wonderful...and I am suddenly missing spooning very much....  
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