I woke up at 1 am with a throbbing pain between my legs, struggling to open my eyes and breathe, my lungs short of air from having kept my pulse low for awhile. Now I clearly feel it rising again as my hand searches down to grab a hold of my cock. It is rock hard, the front of my boxers is wet and clinging to the throbbing shaft as if it is trying to keep it down, it is pulsating and pushing upwards to peek out from the elastic band. I must have had a good dream I didn't remember it. All I remember is falling asleep to the smell of Heather's shampoo lingering in her hair long after she showered.
She is laying with her back closely pressed to my chest, her legs pulled up and her chin sunk down towards her chest. She is asleep; her hands are grabbing onto the edge of the duvet as if she is trying to cover herself up and I feel it strangling me, leaving me unable to move while sweat starts forming in a layer all over my body. My face is wet and red by the time I push the boxers down and feel my balls. I wonder for how long I'd been asleep like this. I feel as if I'm bursting though partly asleep, my heartbeat only slowly catching up with me as I'm adjusting my eyes to the dark room, soon making out the shape of Heather's figure pushing up the duvet. Earlier in the evening in the kitchen, she was bent over the island edge, her legs slamming into the lower cabinet and her arms desperately grabbing the edge.
They'd been all over me; we'd been fucking for the third time her arms wrapped around me as she tried holding still, covering up her screams by closing her mouth tightly around my neck. She left five bite marks which had now turned a deep shade of blue. They stung a little as I turn my head to glance into her hair, the long locks surrounding my face and making me breathe shampoo again. She smells wonderful. It didn't help my hard on. I wanted to go back to sleep, but I couldn't. The pulsation is too loud, sending shivers through ever vein in my body. I give the head a light squeeze and can immediately feel the precum slipping out of the tip and into the damp fabric of the boxers. There is no way I can go back to dreaming like this and with a quick glance at Heather's sleeping face, I start jerking off. My fingers move up and down the warm shaft, the movement slowly at first but soon quickening in pace.
The sound of my palm hitting the base of my cock echos in the room like small slaps. My balls pull up at ever jerk. The hairy sack is filled with cum and I try pulling at it to make it go quicker, I was left on the edge without relief. It made me gasp and swear beneath my breath. " Come on," I whisper and press the back of my head into the pillow, trying to think of something sexy, my mind is blocked with the drowsy dream from earlier and I'm unable to do anything but to stare up at the dark ceiling. " Fuck..." I whisper out of breath and let go of my throbbing cock to wipe my forehead. The pain is worse my dick wants more than a hand and a fantasy, as I turn my head again and glare at Heather, I know what I had to do.
I slip closer quietly. She didn't move. Her curved back pressing to my chest again as I press my groin in between her legs, my hard cock resting on her soft, warm thighs. I feel now she is sweating too; it is lightly moist here and as I push myself in, I gasp to her hair and bit my lower lip. It is like being licked and squeezed by a pair of tight, pretty lips. I pull out a little, letting my cock slip until only the head is held securely and I push lightly forward again, feeling the stroke down the side of my veins, filling me with warmth. She still isn't waking up - it makes me move closer, placing a arm in around her and, as if she is asking me to continue, the pressure makes her let go of the duvet which slips a little down, revealing her small, perky breasts. I'm now rocking steadily to her thighs, my gaze resting on her breasts, and I can't help myself from grabbing one of them, clenching it in the palm of my hand and making her gasp.
" Mhmm..." Her sound made me stop, but she kept sleeping, the light whistling telling me she had no idea what is going on. I got brave; my cock kept pulsating more and my pulse rising, I start tugging on her nipple, fondling her breasts and rocking more faster, my cock moving in and out between her legs fast my balls slapping her skin. Heather starts making more sounds; her hands start moving, her lips spread open as she gasps in her sleep, turning her head as to listen carefully to what is going on. I reach up and press my fingers to her mouth to feel she is breathing deeply and she is still gone. I can't quite understand it, then my lazy memory picks up on the nights event; Heather had a headache and taken a sleeping pill to make sure she would doze off. It was working wonders and it left me questioning if I could do anything to her now, play with her body however I want without having her wake up. I didn't know how powerful such a pill is. All I know is that I'm hard, Heather is next to me and, as I slip my hand up between her legs, I realise she is wet.
Her labia spreads for me and her clitoris rubs hard aganist my fingers. She is dreaming sweet dreams too; her eyes are moving beneath her eyelids and soon her lips close around my fingers, sucking them in as if she is trying not to say a word. I feel a mixture of my cum from the day before and her liquids having dried on her skin, with the sweat it seems to melt, helping as a lube as I drag my fingers up and down her labia, in between them and pushing at her entrance, the ring of muscles opening and closing for me as if she is telling me to go on. My body is alert; I know this is wrong, but my cock does not care. I can't help myself. With my breath caught in my throat trying not to say a word, I grab at my cock and lead it up between her legs to her pussy, all the way up until the fat cockhead slips between her labia and rests at the entrance. I take in a breath.
Heather's labia clenchs around me tugging at my cockhead as she is milking it. I start pushing inside of her, her lips open and she gasps. In sleep her whole body is unprepared, now it starts waking up at the strange entrance, pushing me back while I push myself inside with force. I sense her lips wriggling now as if moaning or speaking, and as I look down at her face again, her eyes are opening, the hazy blue in them confused. I gasp and push in further, and her eyes close shortly and then open wide. She is about to say something, I press my fingers closely to her lips, soon covering her mouth with my whole hand, and she looks up at me confused and I smile lazily and push in more.
Her legs are moving now, I'm part way inside. Her slick, wet entrance is squeezing me, tugging at me as I force her open, pushing my fat cock all the way up into her. The whole length strokes across her clitoris making her mumble words to my palm. Her hands are up to grab at my arm, I'm not moving it; I press her back into me with my hand on her mouth and one on her breast, filling her fully with my cock in a loud gasp of pleasure. Her wriggling only makes me hornier; the way she struggles around me is like rubbing, sucking and tugging at the same time, sending me close to the edge and making my balls pull up.
I feel sweat all over my body, especially now as Heather is this close to me too, and I take a good hold of her chest as I start pulling out of her only to force myself up inside of her again, making her squirm. She has no escape; I start fucking her harder, my cock dripping precum deep inside of her as I rock her on and off my cock, then hold her tightly locked up against my body as I move my hips, fucking myself towards an orgasm using her tight pussy on myself as a toy of release. I feel her struggling starting to give up as my cock presses harder and harder to her clitoris, making it impossible for her not to feel pleasure snaking through her body, soon she isn't struggling to speak but licking at my hand and kissing it, and I finally move it, letting her gasp in needed breath.
" Fucking.. hell John!" she gasps. " I wanna.. Ah.. Sleep..." And I plunge two fingers deep in between her lips in a breathless laugh. " I wanna fuck, babe," I growl in her ear and her teeth close tightly by my knuckles. It hurt, I didn't move, rather it made me fuck her harder, making the bed rock on the floor and her whole body bucking up and down. She is gasping between her tight bite, her eyes rolling around as I fondle her breasts, tugging at the nipples and playing with them. I'm so close to coming; her warm, tight pussy is squeezing me towards an orgasm quickly and my balls slapping aganist her flesh just pushes them more and more up, ready to release. She gasps before I did and I feel her pussy quivering and tightening around me as she cums, it makes me let go of her face and push her over, pressing her face into the mattress as she is whining, trying to come back to reality as she is spasming her release, I need it much more than she does.
I move myself on top of her, it is easy to keep fucking without her struggling anymore; she is pushed deep into the mattress, I slam rough and hard inside her despite having come already and I hear her gasp for breath, sobbing at the raw, forced entrance. " Oh god... John," I hear her whisper and I bit down on her shoulder, making her whine and finally feeling myself sent over the edge. I shuddered as I cum inside of her, filling her with four thick loads of cum. She gasps and slams her face into the pillow as if to hide it while I pull in heavy breaths, my lungs throbbing with a need for oxygen. I finally relax, slamming my body down on top of her smaller one as I gasp out in pleasure.
" That was amazing," I mumble. Heather slowly turns her head and glares at me. " I'll pay you back for that, asshole," she said, her voice wasn't angry. I smile at her lazily. " Are you getting off?" she asks after a minute or two, and I shake my head and wrap my arms around her as I stay on top of her. " No. Sleep tight." " John, seriously. Pull out of me at least." I press my nose into her hair, smell her shampoo and mumble: " This will make the morning fuck easier. Go to sleep." And so I did.
Around 5 am in the morning my warm hand strokes across Heather's lower back as I push her further up. Her skin is soft, her spine curves beautifully and all I can think about is how lucky I am having meet her and having her as my lover. " Damn, you are so sexy," I purr as the lacy negligee slides from her shoulders. I can't take it off of her without waking her up. I brush a lock of her messy hair out of her face and admire her beauty. I like this look the best. " You look so sexy," I whisper in her ear and she moves slightly. I start slipping both my hands down her body. I brush across her skin with my fingers, digging my tips into her buttocks leaning down to kiss each cheek. She smells of sex and sweat from our earlier fucking, of perfume and deodorant wearing off. She tastes wonderfully of me.
As I grab her moist panties and drag them down, I can smell how I had been in her, had her - the scent of fucking is overwhelming and as I push my face in between her buttocks, it only grows. I let her panties hang loosely by her knees as I spread her open and start licking at the line of her ass. My wet, tongue slips around her pucker, teasing the muscles at her entrance and leave a wet trail down towards her pussy. I purse my lips and kiss her wetly on the inside of her thighs and her ass, I place sloppy kisses on her hole. She tastes of soap and sperm, and every time I drag my tongue down closer to her pussy, I taste her wetness. Her labia opens easily for me allowing me to tease her with my mouth and feel how they pulsate and grow a little at the treatment. Heather starts to move on the bed and she is panting in her sleep. It takes a little more to wake her up fully.
I pop my finger in my mouth and wet it well before pushing it into her ass. Her pucker complies with my pushing and the muscles only slowly tighten around me. As I force a second finger inside of her, that is when Heather bashes her eyelashes harshly and moves her head to see what is going on. Her pucker tightens around my two fingers immediately and her slick muscles rub around them hotly as her lips part and she stares at me in disbelief. " Fuck you," She mumbles quietly as if out of breath. smirk a little and twist my fingers around, making her jump a little and moan. " aaaaaahhhhh..aaaaahhhh."
Her fingers dig into the duvet to grab at something. " I'll be doing the fucking," I reply swiftly. " Such a bad joke." " But a good fuck." I curl my fingers a little before dragging them out slowly. Heather is moving her body with every little move I make. It is as if she tightens up every muscle until I'm almost outside of her, then she breathes out and relaxes - too soon. I feel her pucker loosen I quickly force my fingers deep inside of her until my knuckles slam to her soft skin. It left her moaning for more. " Oh..Oh..God..Yes..Yes..
Oh god," I hear her mumble before she presses her face into a pillow and I laugh as I start fucking her ass using two fingers only.
She is tight - very tight and very warm, and her muscles work wonderfully on me. I reach up with the other hand to grab at her buttocks to squeeze it. Then I lift my hand and land a sharp slap on it. " Ouch!" I slap her once again just as I push inside, and she whines little and stretches her whole body in protest. " Ah... it hurts," She gasps. " You've had worse," I smirk at her reaching between her legs as I rub her wet pussy. Her labia are spreading for me, her clit has hardened with the pleasure of her ass being used, and I easily push two fingers into her already fucked hole and feel my cum still stuck in there. It makes a wet noise as I start fucking both her holes at the same time. " See? You're so wet!" I proclaim and got a loud moan in response. " You're loving being treated like a slut." " Stop... ah... calli-nngh me that!" Heather gasps as I force a third finger into her pussy.
" Why? Oh, you prefer being a whore maybe?" I tease. I know she wants to reply, but can't - she is wiggling and moving all over the duvet now, then suddenly she curves her back more reaching behind her. Her fingers seeking my hair to grab. " Lick me again," she says with a strained voice. I look her in the eyes, I can tell she needs it. She has slipped into her own world of pleasure and I let her guide me to her ass. She grabs my head tugging at it as she urges me to lick, I start licking again my rough, slim tongue starts rubbing around her entrance which is stretched slightly by my fingers. Listening to her moans to figure out where she likes it the best, I kiss, suck, lick and circle her skin until she is gasping and her body seems to be vibrating. It is turning me on hugely; my cock is standing up straight into the air filled to the brim with blood, and it is rock hard, my balls pulling up though heavy with cum I feel ready to spurt, and I know I had to go soon.
I push my fingers all the way into her pussy again as I pull the other ones out of her ass and push in my tongue. Heather whines as she feels my wet tongue move inside of her, rubbing around and licking her. Her eyes roll backwards and she bits her lower lip as sweat slips down her skin and makes her feel dirty. She is wet all over and she is sure she has marked the bed with a big, damp spot. It will only get worse when I start fucking her. She isn't sure what hole I will pick this time, as I pull my head back and position myself behind her ass, she need not ask me. My eyes are shining in need - I'm going to take her ass.
I grab my pulsating cock as I give it a few strokes. I don't need lube this time; my length is smeared with precum that has slipped from the tip of my cock, and her ass is wet with licking and her own liquids she has been sleeping in. Some lube from earlier is still sticking to the side of her pucker and I gently press my cock around to get it all onto myself before pushing her ass up into the air for penetration. I push her in a way so that her upper-body is smashed to the bed while her ass is wiggling right in front of my cock. Then I spread her cheeks, pushing my cockhead to her entrance and start sinking inside.
Heather is tight. She feels it right away and gasps at the feeling. It is very different from having her pussy fucked, it feels way more intrusive and yet so good. She feels dirty. She feels like the whore I said she is. She is tight like a virgin; My fat cock is squeezed by her inner muscles and I feel she is milking me as I push myself in. It roughly slips deep into her inch by inch, all the liquids helping it along, she can feel a lot of the pressure and force it takes, and her body shivers at the entry.
" Oh god, oh god," she whimpers and I glance at the ceiling as I take in a deep breath. The pulse in my neck is going crazy. " Oh fuck yes!" I growl and wrinkl my brow. I'm holding tightly onto her ass to keep her buttocks spread and my fingers are making red, deep marks in her skin, all I can focus on is the tightness of her around me. As soon as I'm all the way in, my cockhead bumping to the soft inner of her, I pull out slowly then slam back in in a rough move. It shakes her body; the bed shrieks a little, it only adds to my excitement. I grab her as I start fucking her harder and faster, my pace speeding up with every second, Heather gasping, whinning and moaning as she is roughly pushed forward and back by my sheer force. My balls are slapping her making noise, Wap..Wap,
I'm grunting and my hands are leaving marks. It hurt, but in a good way - she feels her pussy dripping with pleasure and her nipples are hardening so it almost hurts. She feels as if she is pushed to the edge with every thrust and then brought back again as I pull out a little. All the senses are making her crazy. I start getting rougher on her.
I can't get enough - I had just fucked her three hours earlier and I want more and I want it tighter. I lean in over her bended, abused body as I start ramming into her with my whole weight put into every slam, and Heather grabs onto the headboard with flailing hands as she is literally pushed across the duvet, her smaller body forced up against the head of the bed. It is whining beneath them and we didn't care. Her ass is wobbling between my hands, her hole is stretched to a limit and her clit is so sensitive a single stroke will make her orgasm. She wants badly to come, she can't reach down and do it herself without falling over or smacking the headboard by my rough thrusts. She tries to collect enough air to speak:
" Plea...seeh, ahh, I need... I need to come!" she whines and I laugh behind her in a deep, cruel voice. " Do you?" I ask and she smacks her face to the pillow as I fucked her faster.
" Please, John," She begs and finally I reach a sweaty hand in beneath her to circle her clitoris. That is all it takes - Heather cums in a violent orgasm, her body shaking and her mouth falling open as she moans loudly. She cries out and then grits her teeth together to stay silent, her following low pants and moans as she pushes her ass back in shaking with the orgasm still rolling down her body are not quiet. I hear each and every one of them as I grin, sweating and panting so hard my cheeks are deep red.
Then I finally cum too. My balls pull up and I spurt four thick loads of cum deep inside of Heather as I can't hold back anymore. I slam into her one last time and stay swaying in over her body with my gaze fixated on a spot on the wall, my brow wrinkled and my lips stretched before I gasp. I gave up to my body, slipping down and landing on top of her without pulling out of her. She growls as my weight presses her into the bed, then she silently accepts my arms wrapping around her and the kiss I press to her hair.
" You were a fantastic fuck," I said and she smiles sarcastically. " Was I now?" " A good whore." " Hm. Thanks. You were good." " Good?" I slap her lightly and Heather laughs. She reaches over, turning her head and kisses me.