MorGaSMs... Part Deux

It was a good night. There was a late dinner with a few drinks and lots of great conversation. Listening to him share the things he loves, the plans he has, and the frustrations he goes through, not to mention the complaining of my constant questions. I loved it. It turned me on. The look in his dimmed eyes. The curve of his full lips when he laughed. At times, he would speak, and the only thought on my mind was feeling him inside me. Eventually, we headed home; where he commenced to undress, get in the bed and crash.

My bare ass turned towards his back and I closed my eyes. I loved when his foot searched for mine under the sheets.

Only a few hours later, not quite dawn, his alarm went off. He tossed and turned and rested on his back. I turned my body towards him. Reached out to him. Touched him. I pulled the blanket back and saw a pitched tent in his boxers. He was ready. I smiled as I pulled his dick from his boxers. My mouth had wanted him for so long. My mouth had missed him. My mouth yearned to taste him. I kissed his dick good morning. Licked its tip to let it know it was missed and I was happy to see it again. Covered his head with my mouth to let it know how much it was appreciated; to let it know how thankful I was to have the pleasure of it. Licked down the sides, sucked on his balls and took his whole dick in my mouth, to let it know how bad I wanted it; to let it know I was ready for it.

He got out of the bed and stood up. As he took off his t-shirt and his boxers, I gazed at him grinning. Looking at his body was like a Kodak moment. Chocolate, sculpted, smooth and sexy. It was perfection. He spread my legs and slowly eased inside of me. He glided in and out of me slowly; deeper each time and then out to the opening of my yoni. He felt so good. I held on his to back and wrapped my legs around him. His dick had a thickness that hit spots perfectly, and I came multiple times with each stroke. His arms cocooned my body as he rose above me and we both watched him sliding in and out of me. I held on to his chest, rubbed his nipples and enjoyed the way he was made me feel. I enjoyed the way his body was covering mine. I enjoyed when he came down on top of me and held me tight as he sexed me so damn well. He moaned. A low soft moan. As he stroked my insides, I climaxed. My mouth only knew one-syllable words as my legs shook and my body convulsed.

He pulled out and stood up on the side of the bed. I turned on to my stomach and backed up towards the edge of the bed. I lifted my ass and arched my back and he slid in, grabbed on and fu**ed me. He clutched my ass. He clutched my shoulders and he pounded his dick into my wetness. I pulled at the sheets, fingers clasped tightly around them. He had me in complete bliss. I wanted him to go as hard and as deep as he possibly could. I wanted to feel every single inch of his dick. I wanted to hear his grunts, as it got too intense for him. I wanted the orgasms to never stop; this pure euphoric feeling to never cease. He raised one leg on to the bed and pulled my ass into him. He spanked me. As he grabbed on to my shoulders, he dove his dick into me a few times, fast and hard, and came. His body fell on top of me, moist from sweat. I could feel his heart beating on my back as I felt my own heart racing through my chest. I felt connected. I felt utterly delighted. I felt safe.  I felt perfect. And I wanted those feelings to last a lifetime.

The day could now commence.

MorGaSMs