Light stirs the dust mites that levitates around their bedroom, but it is not this that stirs Dinah awake. She is facing the window, the curtains drawn apart. A part of her desires a mystical force to yank the drapes shut and allow her a few more moments of unlit half-sleep. A part of her yearns for coffee. Last, but certainly not the weakest yearning - in fact it is the strongest - Dinah aches for her wife's cock.
Dinah wiggles underneath the covers to turn and face Camila. Still in the grips of sleep, Camila's eyelashes flutter with every deep breath she takes. Dinah admires her profile, the hollow of her throat, her collarbones, the swells of her breasts, her flat abdomen, only to pause. What was usually there is not.
The tent in the sheets.
This, of course, does not err Dinah's conviction to have what she craves. She peels off the satin sheets, exposing Camila's limp cock. While not as impressive as when she is in full mast, the sight of Camila's cock is still enough for Dinah to start feeling heated from the waist down. She lays on her sideways, her torso pressing against Camila's arm.
She rubs her body against Camila's limb, like a cat, her teeth digging into the slope of her shoulder. Camila doesn't stir, even when Dinah rakes her nails along her wife's thighs. Dinah curls her fingers around the base of Camila's cock. She wraps her lips around a pale breast and suckles a dusky nipple. Her tongue traces the bumps of the pliant bud, sucking in a sporadic rhythm.
Drawing her mouth back, a line of spit connects Dinah's bottom lip to Camila's slick nipple. She scoots down, nibbles on the slope of Camila's hipbone, and settles herself between her wife's legs. Dinah brushes her nose against the seam of Camila's full testicles and drags her wet tongue from the base to the head. She watches Camila's features for any telltale signs that she might wake up but at the same time, she knows that Camila can sleep through a thunderstorm especially after the night they had.
Dinah grips the base of her cock and holds her dick upright. She pumps, squeezing in gentle pulses, her wrist twisting with every stroke. She makes sure to drag her smooth palm against the top of Camila's cock, aware that it is one of her more sensitive spots. Precum streaks Dinah's hand. She smiles and licks her lips.
Camila's erect cock is heavy and rigid, it's veins throbbing as Dinah traces them with her tongue. She uses the tip of her tongue to focus on the underside of Camila's cock where the shaft and the head meet. Then she wraps her lips around the tip and slurps at it, precum and spit mixing together to slick up Camila's erection.
Dragging her hand smoothly along the lightly pulsing meat of her wife, Dinah nuzzles the base and licks her shaved balls. The baby soft skin of Camila's balls feels crinkled and warm and tastes musky, just the way Dinah likes it. She sucks a single sphere into her mouth and tightens her lips around it while she fucks her wife's penis with her fist.
Dinah pulls back, leaving Camila's testicles slick with spit. She glances up to make sure that she is still sleeping, and she is. Smiling, Dinah remembers being woken up by Camila's cock dragging in and out of her soaked cunt only last week. She woke up with a jerk on that day when Camila shoved her cock inside her in a particularly rough thrust that nudged at her g-spot. She came so hard that morning that they were unable to cease their rampant fucking until noon. It's time for Dinah to return the favor.
The juncture of Dinah's legs are wet and dripping as she sits up and straddles Camila's strong thigh. Dinah shivers and flattens her hands on the mattress as she drags her clit against the muscle of Camila's leg. She bites down on her lip to stifle her moan. Cum streaks along her thigh, and Dinah has to stop herself from just humping Camila's leg until she explodes like a desperate animal. Sucking in a shaky breath, Dinah climbs up on Camila's lap and flattens her pussy against her wife's stiff meat, her nether lips splaying to accommodate the thick shaft.
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Caminah Smuts
FanfictionCover By @SLOTHTATO Caminah Smuts that I've converted or are not mine. All credits go to the original authors of each story. Some lesbian but mainly G!P if you don't like g!p then I suggest you not to read this but read if you want to