She is restless, awaking around 2 AM and unable to go back to sleep. He on the other hand seems to be sleeping contentedly. She lays close to him, feeling the rise and fall of his chest, and even in sleep she cannot keep her hands away from his body. Having him so close, smelling his smells, feeling his heat, hearing his soft breathing, all of it keeps her in an almost constant state of arousal and she is certain that is why she cannot sleep -- she must have him.
She slips from the bed to pee, and while she is gone he rolls onto his back. He is splayed out across the entire bed when she returns and there is no slice of mattress she can occupy that he isn't blocking in one way or another. She smiles, shakes her head, and takes a few moments to just look at him in his innocent slumber. He is spread wide open, one leg stretched out, the other drawn up slightly. Her eyes are drawn to his crotch, and she sees his penis is flaccid and draped across his balls in a perfect arch, laying against his thigh. She follows his trail up to his chest, watching him breathe, seeing his nipples like two little beacons tossed on his sea of fur. His arms are extended up, exposing his hairy armpits, pits she was exploring not so many hours ago. Then his face, and she sees a little smile curling his lips, a satisfied man, her man, all of him hers.
She realizes she is wet, he always makes her wet, and she shivers in the early morning chill. She needs the warmth of his body. Where shall she lay? She climbs on the bed between his legs, and her fingers slide up each leg, from his ankles, along each calf, across his knees, and up his inner thighs. Her fingers meet at his cock, and she leans down and lifts it with both hands, licking and kissing the foreskin that is covering his head, rubbing that foreskin along her lips, nuzzling it on her cheeks, gently rolling his cock between her hands. He stirs a little, his body shifting, and he sighs. She wishes he would awake, reach for her, force himself into her, and fuck her. Doesn't he realize how much she needs him to fuck her? How can he sleep so peacefully when her cunt is aching for him?
She gently slides his foreskin back, exposing his helmet, and she begins to lick and suck and probe his slit, sliding her tongue all around the base of his cockhead. She feels him begin to get hard and can hear a change in his breathing. She skins him back all the way, and licks the length of his shaft, then slides the foreskin up and over his head and around the tip of her tongue, and she tastes his first drops of precum. She strokes him with one hand, lifts and fondles his balls with the other, and she feels herself dripping, feels her hot pussy itching for him. Laying his semihard cock up on his belly, she lifts herself up to straddle him, and she lays down on top of his body, her head resting on his shoulder, her breasts pressed against his chest, and his cock brushing her pussy. She feels his body shift under her weight, feels his heat warming her, feels her cunt pulsing. She slides down and presses her pussy against his cock, she is open, and his cock fills her slit, the now-hard veiny flesh filling her, feeling so good as she slides her lips along the full length of his shaft, feeling really good as she grinds her clit against him.
She begins to rock and rotate her hips, grinding herself on his cock. He is stirring now, finally, and she feels his arms come down and wrap around her. Oh god the feeling when he holds her! Her cunt pulses when he touches her, and she is whimpering, wanting him, needing him, hot for him. He mumbles something she can barely understand, and she feels him gripping her, then reaching down and grabbing his thick cock. Lift up baby he slurs, lift up. She feels him guiding his cock against her pussy, rubbing her, and she raises her hips slightly and settles back on his cock. That first moment of heat, of pain is so intense it takes her breath away and she craves it constantly. He forces himself deep inside her as she pushes back on him, her hips rotating, feeling every inch of him spreading her.
He begins to fuck her, hard and deep. She is pushing hard back against his thrusts, grinding on his cock, rubbing her clit against him, and she cries out. He takes her face in his hands and pulls her to him, kissing her, chewing on her lip, sucking her tongue into his mouth as he drives his cock into her cunt. His thrusts cause her breasts to jiggle and drag across his chest, her hard nipples brushing against him and she arches her back and pushes her tits forward and he takes them in his big hands. Massaging and squeezing them, he brushes his lips with each nipple before sucking on each, biting and licking and kissing each, and she moans and her cunt clenches each time he touches her. She is ready to cum, so ready, she clenches, relaxes, her body goes rigid, and she cums, moaning a low guttural moan, her cunt clutching his cock tight, then releasing.
He feels her trembling, sobbing, moaning and his fucking continues, wet slick fucking, his thick cock filling her so that every movement creates friction, every movement filled with intensity, and she cums again, and again. He is breathing hard now, and he is close too. He slides his hands down to cup her ass and he thrusts harder and faster and deeper. Throwing his head back he grunts and dumps his load inside her, spurt after hot spurt of cum painting her insides, his body wracked with spasms as with each little jerk he drains his balls.
Letting out a heavy deep sigh his body begins to relax, and he becomes aware that she has been biting and clawing and crying. He takes her in his arms, kisses her long and slow and deep, and with his cock still inside her throbbing cunt, he continues to thrust ... slowly. Her whimpering stops, their breathing calms. He reaches down, pulls the covers up over them, and they sleep.
She slips from the bed to pee, and while she is gone he rolls onto his back. He is splayed out across the entire bed when she returns and there is no slice of mattress she can occupy that he isn't blocking in one way or another. She smiles, shakes her head, and takes a few moments to just look at him in his innocent slumber. He is spread wide open, one leg stretched out, the other drawn up slightly. Her eyes are drawn to his crotch, and she sees his penis is flaccid and draped across his balls in a perfect arch, laying against his thigh. She follows his trail up to his chest, watching him breathe, seeing his nipples like two little beacons tossed on his sea of fur. His arms are extended up, exposing his hairy armpits, pits she was exploring not so many hours ago. Then his face, and she sees a little smile curling his lips, a satisfied man, her man, all of him hers.
She realizes she is wet, he always makes her wet, and she shivers in the early morning chill. She needs the warmth of his body. Where shall she lay? She climbs on the bed between his legs, and her fingers slide up each leg, from his ankles, along each calf, across his knees, and up his inner thighs. Her fingers meet at his cock, and she leans down and lifts it with both hands, licking and kissing the foreskin that is covering his head, rubbing that foreskin along her lips, nuzzling it on her cheeks, gently rolling his cock between her hands. He stirs a little, his body shifting, and he sighs. She wishes he would awake, reach for her, force himself into her, and fuck her. Doesn't he realize how much she needs him to fuck her? How can he sleep so peacefully when her cunt is aching for him?
She gently slides his foreskin back, exposing his helmet, and she begins to lick and suck and probe his slit, sliding her tongue all around the base of his cockhead. She feels him begin to get hard and can hear a change in his breathing. She skins him back all the way, and licks the length of his shaft, then slides the foreskin up and over his head and around the tip of her tongue, and she tastes his first drops of precum. She strokes him with one hand, lifts and fondles his balls with the other, and she feels herself dripping, feels her hot pussy itching for him. Laying his semihard cock up on his belly, she lifts herself up to straddle him, and she lays down on top of his body, her head resting on his shoulder, her breasts pressed against his chest, and his cock brushing her pussy. She feels his body shift under her weight, feels his heat warming her, feels her cunt pulsing. She slides down and presses her pussy against his cock, she is open, and his cock fills her slit, the now-hard veiny flesh filling her, feeling so good as she slides her lips along the full length of his shaft, feeling really good as she grinds her clit against him.
She begins to rock and rotate her hips, grinding herself on his cock. He is stirring now, finally, and she feels his arms come down and wrap around her. Oh god the feeling when he holds her! Her cunt pulses when he touches her, and she is whimpering, wanting him, needing him, hot for him. He mumbles something she can barely understand, and she feels him gripping her, then reaching down and grabbing his thick cock. Lift up baby he slurs, lift up. She feels him guiding his cock against her pussy, rubbing her, and she raises her hips slightly and settles back on his cock. That first moment of heat, of pain is so intense it takes her breath away and she craves it constantly. He forces himself deep inside her as she pushes back on him, her hips rotating, feeling every inch of him spreading her.
He begins to fuck her, hard and deep. She is pushing hard back against his thrusts, grinding on his cock, rubbing her clit against him, and she cries out. He takes her face in his hands and pulls her to him, kissing her, chewing on her lip, sucking her tongue into his mouth as he drives his cock into her cunt. His thrusts cause her breasts to jiggle and drag across his chest, her hard nipples brushing against him and she arches her back and pushes her tits forward and he takes them in his big hands. Massaging and squeezing them, he brushes his lips with each nipple before sucking on each, biting and licking and kissing each, and she moans and her cunt clenches each time he touches her. She is ready to cum, so ready, she clenches, relaxes, her body goes rigid, and she cums, moaning a low guttural moan, her cunt clutching his cock tight, then releasing.
He feels her trembling, sobbing, moaning and his fucking continues, wet slick fucking, his thick cock filling her so that every movement creates friction, every movement filled with intensity, and she cums again, and again. He is breathing hard now, and he is close too. He slides his hands down to cup her ass and he thrusts harder and faster and deeper. Throwing his head back he grunts and dumps his load inside her, spurt after hot spurt of cum painting her insides, his body wracked with spasms as with each little jerk he drains his balls.
Letting out a heavy deep sigh his body begins to relax, and he becomes aware that she has been biting and clawing and crying. He takes her in his arms, kisses her long and slow and deep, and with his cock still inside her throbbing cunt, he continues to thrust ... slowly. Her whimpering stops, their breathing calms. He reaches down, pulls the covers up over them, and they sleep.