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'Morning Sex' - Sexual Stories
After making love to you all night you are now fast asleep. I would have moved slowly from the bed to begin your morning seduction.
Quietly I would have made you a warm cup of tea, pancakes with Strawberries and whip cream, cold apple juice and a small red rose on your plate.
Candles would be flickering in the bedroom. Setting the table quietly I walk back into your room. I slide into your warm bed; wrapping my arms around you I gently nibble, suck and bite on your pretty little ears. You moan and take hold of my hands, your hands and mine cupping your perfect small breasts.
My cock hardens and I slowly push it in between your soft thighs. You feel my warm head pushing against your wet pussy. Bending your legs ever so slowly you allow me to enter you.
I pull your hair gently but with control; you arch your head back and kiss me with your soft pink lips. Your blue eyes lock onto mine and never once do you speak. My cock slowly pulls out of you and then slips back inside of you. Your dark, hard nipples are pinched and pulled by your hands and mine. I slowly thrust into you, making love to you, faster and faster. You continue to look at me. My green eyes are intensely gazing at your beauty.
You cry out as I ram my cock into your pussy in a sudden swell of primal passion. You gasp. Squeezing your breasts even harder, you push against my cock; my hands roam down between your thighs rubbing your clit between my fingers.
My thrusts are harder and faster and you cry out as you begin to tremble with a strong but gentle orgasm. The candle's flickering light bounces our body's shadows along the wall. I kiss you passionately. I whisper, “good morning” in your ear. Your blonde hair is messed all over your pillow; sweat running down your white breast down into your cleavage.
I lead you to your kitchen table pull out your warmed plate of pancakes from the oven I run the strawberries over your breasts and shoot the whip cream onto your plate and pancakes. I dip my fingers in it and let you suck it off. You smile, kiss me, and let out a long sigh.
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