Morning Glory's Dirty Secret

The steam still clung to the bathroom mirror, distorting my reflection as I stepped out of the shower, the lingering scent of sandalwood and citrus clinging to my skin. My mind, however, was consumed by one thought: you. It had started subtly, a persistent warmth behind my eyelids, a phantom sensation of your touch. Now, it had solidified into a plan, a desperate craving to connect with you on a primal level. I meticulously arranged the sheets on our bed, pulling them taut and smooth, anticipating your presence with an almost painful eagerness. You were exactly where I wanted you – nestled deep within the pillows, a languid curve of your body visible beneath the covers. The perfect position. A slow smile stretched across my face, a silent promise of the pleasure to come. My body throbbed with anticipation, every nerve ending tingling with the desire to fulfill this burgeoning need.

I moved towards you, my movements deliberate and slow, savoring the anticipation. As I drew closer, the air thickened with the unspoken heat between us. I gently reached out and brushed my hard cock against your lips, a silent invitation, a blatant declaration of my intentions. You stirred slightly, a jolt of surprise rippling through your body, and your eyes snapped open, widening in shock as you took in the sight of my erect member. A moment of hesitation hung in the air, a palpable tension that crackled with unspoken desires. Then, you pulled back, a delicate hand instinctively covering your mouth, as if to contain the overwhelming urge to kiss me. Your eyes scanned my form, assessing, judging, before uttering the words that would unleash the storm within me: “Tell me to suck it…please.” The request hung in the air, a challenge, an invitation, a blatant expression of your own desires. There was no denying the heat that surged through me, the desperate need to oblige. I felt a primal instinct take over, overriding any sense of propriety or restraint. I obliged without hesitation. My stiff shaft pressed against your lips, sending shivers down your spine. You shivered, a delicate tremor that intensified my own arousal.

As you began to lick around the head, a slow, deliberate dance of your tongue against my sensitive flesh, I felt my body begin to writhe with anticipation. The rhythm of your licking was intoxicating, each movement a promise of pleasure to come. You opened your mouth, a wide, inviting invitation, and I yielded, submitting completely to your control. You held it there for a second, savoring the moment before initiating the rhythmic bobbing motion. It started slowly, a gentle rise and fall, but gradually increased in speed, drawing me closer to the edge of ecstasy. My hands ran through your hair, encouraging your efforts, pulling you deeper into the experience. The vibrations from your movements were almost unbearable, a symphony of sensations that threatened to overwhelm my senses. Your moans were a sweet, intoxicating soundtrack to our escalating passion.

As you continued your oral assault, I reached over and playfully teased your nipple, gently tugging at it through your pajamas. You shivered, a visible sign of your arousal, as I moved on to the next one, continuing to tease and tantalize. The anticipation mounted, a delicious torture that only intensified my desire. Suddenly, you ripped through your pajamas, discarding the flimsy fabric that separated you from my touch. You scooted over in the bed, creating ample space for me to join you, eager to continue the burgeoning frenzy. And then, you shocked us both by dipping down, resuming your relentless assault on my cock.

“Save that for tonight,” I grunted, my voice hoarse with anticipation, “Right now I want you to taste me.” You looked at me in surprise, a flicker of amusement in your eyes, before nodding in agreement. “You heard me. I want you to go down on me while I finish what I started.” The command was explicit, demanding, and utterly irresistible. There was no hesitation, no second thoughts. I moved closer, driven by an overwhelming urge to fulfill your desires. I pulled you over on top of me, initiating a magnificent morning 69. You took me in your mouth, your hands expertly maneuvering my body, while I took you in mine, feeling the heat of your arousal course through my veins. We moved together as one, a perfect synchronization of pleasure and desire. We licked, suckled, and nibbled, each movement building the tension until we were both on the precipice of oblivion. The air crackled with unspoken heat, the scent of our sweat mingling with the lingering aroma of sandalwood and citrus.

As our bodies writhed in unison, I felt my control slipping away, succumbing to the intoxicating force of your presence. You pushed me further, demanding more, and I eagerly obliged, reveling in the pleasure you were bestowing upon me. I attacked your clit, a desperate, primal act of submission, while you continued your relentless assault on my cock. You stopped sucking long enough to tell me to bite it. I did as told, softly nibbling your nipple between my teeth. The sensation was exquisite, sending shivers of pleasure through my body. You moaned with satisfaction, the vibrations intensifying the already overwhelming sensations. You shoved my head to the other one. You eventually could not stand it anymore. Stopping what you were doing, you started ripping off pajamas. You scooted over in the bed and made room as I joined you. Then you shocked both of us by dipping down to continue sucking my cock.

I told you I wanted to pound you and fuck you hard. You said, “Save that for tonight. Right now I want you to taste me.” I looked at you in shock. You continued, “You heard me. I want you to go down on me while I finish what I started.” I needed no encouragement at all. I pulled you over on top of me, and we engaged in magnificent morning 69! You took me in your mouth while I took you in mine. We licked, suckled, nibbled until we were both on the edge. I fucked you with my tongue and attacked your clit, and you were done. You sat up and did the hottest thing that I have ever seen you do–EVER! As your orgasm hits, you ride the wave and instinctively grind your pussy into my face. When you come back down, you look over and see my stiff cock ready to explode. You asked where I wanted to blast off. Of course, I said, “Kate, I want to cum all over your tits.” You smiled and shifted onto your back. Looking at me, you said, “I want your cock between my breasts. And I want you to lose it all over me. I want to make you feel as good as you just made me feel.”

I scrambled to climb on top, hardly able to wait. You grabbed your breasts and squeezed them around me, and I slid my throbbing cock in between them. Then you did my favorite thing. As I pushed up, you took me in your mouth. Your saliva lubricated my cock; It felt so good as it slid between your sweet tits. I leaned down to kiss you hard then told you I was cumming. You looked up with anticipation. I picked up the pace. Then I lifted my cock from your chest and grabbed it in my hands. I moaned out loud and blasted your tits with my cum. Shot after shot pulsed out. But you still wanted more. As I finished, you took me in your mouth and milked me off. It was the hottest morning of our lives, and as I came down you whispered, “If you thought that was hot, wait for tonight.”

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