Golden Morning — Reena

Sunlight streamed through the window as the haze of sleep began to lift from Leslie. Eyes still closed, she stretched, yawning, and felt something hard poke into her back. A mischievous grin on her face, she rolled over only to find Craig asleep, only then noticing his quiet snores. Softly, watching his face, she kissed his lips. Craig didn’t even kiss her back in the half asleep way he usually would if he wasn’t too deeply asleep. In fact, he didn’t stir at all. Leslie’s hand slipped under the covers and ran a finger tip up the length of his naked, rigid shaft. Still nothing.

The night before they had stayed up too late, drinking and celebrating, and though they had both gone to bed nude, she’d fallen in to a dead sleep as soon as her head had hit the pillow. Waking, she was even hornier than she had been before going to bed, and the feel of Craig’s cock, so hard from his own lack of release last night, made her instantly wet.
She nudged him like she would when he snored, and from learned habit he moved bit by bit till she had nudged him onto his back. For a moment Leslie waited, making sure he was still soundly asleep, then she carefully pulled the blankets down below his waist. She had intended to mount him right away, but the sight of his nude body in the early morning light caused her pause.

Craig was beautiful to her. Broad shoulders, chest with its light covering of hair; those strong arms that could hold her tight or pin her down so easily were covering his handsome face. And that thick, hard cock, twitching in the air. Her mouth watered as she watched a clear bubble of pre-cum form at the head and she couldn’t resist the urge to catch it on her tongue, to taste him.

With his taste in her mouth she straddled him, leaning forward so as to get at the right angle before easing herself down and back. Slowly she felt his cock enter her, stretching her pussy as it slid in. when she had buried it within her all the way to the base she sat still, enjoying the feeling of being so full. Craig moved beneath her slightly, stretching his body and pressing his cock harder into her. A very quiet moan escaped her and she rocked her hips back and forth, gently wriggling on the cock impaling her.

Beneath her Craig moved again, his hips rising and falling beneath her and he murmured her name in his sleep. She smiled to herself and began to ride him harder, sliding her pussy up and down his cock in time to his sleepy thrusts. His hands went to her hips, guiding her rhythm and his in his dreams, fucking her harder the harder she rode him.
Suddenly his hazel eyes opened, a look of ecstatic disbelief on his face. Just as suddenly his expression changed, he stopped moving. Leslie slowed, concerned. That wasn’t his ’I’m about to cum’ face, she knew that one well. As his mouth opened to try to warn her, she felt it.

A hot gush of liquid slammed into her cervix, much like when he came inside her, but so much more intense. The shock of it sent spasms through her body as the heavy stream kept flowing, the strong pulsing of his cock brought her to orgasm. The hot liquid continued to pound into her, filling her pussy before flowing back out to cover Craig, streaming across his groin and  down his balls.

It was one of those long morning pisses, the kind that seemed to never end, and Leslie rode him through it, her orgasms making her pussy clench and grasp around his cock. Craig’s brief expression of shamed horror when he realized he was pissing inside his girlfriend faded as he saw and felt how much she was enjoying it, and he tried to help her to enjoy it more, thrusting and moving inside her to direct the stream around. He must have hit one spot just right. Her back arched and her head snapped back, her nails raked down his chest as her pussy clenched around his cock so tight it nearly took his breath away. Leslie’s whole body shuddered and shook, and then she collapsed against him as the last drops of piss were shot into her.

Too close to his own orgasm to stop just because Leslie was spent, Craig rocked her hips back and forth on his cock as he thrust wildly into her. Quivering she kissed and nibbled on his neck as she felt his body becoming more and more tense beneath her. He pinned her body tightly to him as, with on more strong thrust, he finally came inside her.
A few minutes later, after Craig had caught his breath and released his hold on her enough for her to squirm up to his ear, Leslie whispered, “You need to go get something to drink, I want to do that again.”

He laughed and kissed her nose, “Later, I promise.”

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Reena lives in Tennessee and has been writing erotica for years. Recently, she was featured in the anthology The Bad Girl’s Sweet Kiss published by Xcite Books:  http://www.xcitebooks.co.uk/category-208/9781908006639.html

You may find Reena here: http://1reena.wordpress.com