It's Sunday morning, and I'm lying naked on the most pulchritudinous being on Earth. I looked up to his gorgeous sleeping face in admiration all while the sun peeked through the clouds for my convenience. It's a miracle he's still asleep. He has been up every morning before the sun. I kissed into his chest to feel the warmth of his flesh beneath my lips. He's real. Rubbing my hand over his resting abdomen and up to his neck. He shifted inappreciably at my touch. Taking in the morning air through his nares, before peeling his eyes open. He squeezed me into him on a tight morning hug. Groaning on an inward yawn. He sounds so happy.
"Get up here." he rasped, lifting the covers for me to slide fully on top of him. The way his voice sounds when he's tired. I leaned to nibble at his earlobe. His shaft hardens beneath me. Springing at my butt. I ran my tongue up the rim of his ear, making him quiver with ecstasy. He rests his hands on my hips as I saddled him. My hair was a mess from the pounding he put on me all through the night, but I didn't give a shit. I have the morning dew, he has the morning wood. I lift up while grabbing his hard guiding him inside me, where he belonged. I licked my lips as I sat entirely onto him with steady breaths. He rested his head back, allowing me to take over. I grind slowly on him. There's a song in my head... Kool and the Gang- Summer Madness. Rolling my hips--sliding him around inside me. I concentrated. His thickness was most rewarding. Ethan wakes all the way up gripping me tight. He rocked into me--harmonizing with the melody I have playing. I position my hands over his hard pecs for the ride. Shifting his pelvis upwards with every roll I made. Rocketing me up.
"Fuuck me... " he mouthed in great pleasure with lustful eyes. With one hand I rubbed up against his chest, using the other to hold on. Defying gravity as I blasted off. His circling increased with my deep rolls. I'm truly dancing on him. I sat up while rolling to his pinnacle then.... I plunge down. Robbing us both of air. I go up...then I go down. His eyes become enraged, he bit down hard on that bottom lip. I continued going up...around... then down. His reaction was mind blowing, and I liked it. I go up once more...and hold........................... His eyes widen with premonition. This is good.
"Don't play with me woman!" His chest, roaring. I held myself up rolling on his wet tip. He yanked me down hard.
"Whoa!" I screamed. Robbed of my slow dance. He hammered down over and over and over, until sitting up became ghastly impossible. I bend til my face was in his neck. He battered me relentlessly on his erection. Smashing me down. Our bodies, bashing. I screamed in increments between each drilling blow of turbulence. Rocking me. Room shaking, lamp breaking. He thrust up slapping my ass down at high speeds. I'm on fucking spin cycle! Fucking Apollo 14! Challenger 2! Voyager 3!! I gripped his chest with my fingernails.
A radiation of high penetrating power that originates in outer space and consists of high-energy atomic nuclei. This was a cosmic orgasm!!!
"Shhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttttttttttttt!!!!!" I could feel a blackout nearing. I became limp as I flood. I tried to sit up.
He held me all the way down and yanked me back and forth sending me to another dimension.
"Good fucking morning!" he grinned. His balls rolling against my ass felt insanely good. "You like that?"
"Yes!" I pant.
"I want you to come again."
"Yes!!" don't mind if I do!
His muscles tensed. His throbbing hard let me know he's close. I reached behind me and ran my hand over his large balls. Orbiting them in my palm.
"Ooooh damn you!" he was losing it."Kiss me now!" he demanded. I leaned forward kissing into his delicious mouth. His hands splayed in the back of my head. Kissing me hard, intensively with wild passion. His thick shaft swelled inside me before he rammed his pulsating orgasm into me. My muscles tighten around his swollen hard. He tore away from my mouth. "You don't want me to have any sense do you?" he watched my mouth. I bit my lip for his enjoyment.
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Midnight
RomanceClairvoyant nurse, Cala Jones maintains the daily chaos of Med Surg at Carolina Memorial with a full bladder, empty stomach, and a warped sense of humor alongside her two best friends. Newly single after eight years with her lousy, abusive, and chea...