#90 Morning Sex

It was 6:30 AM, and I was just getting back from an overnight stay at the hospital for a sleep study. I hadn’t slept well and was exhausted and thrilled to climb into my own bed. Amy picked me up after working a 16-hour shift; she had been up 22-hours straight at this point. We got home and headed downstairs. I still had goop in my hair from the study and wanted to shower before lying down. I was beginning to get ready when Amy walked over and hugged me tightly.

“I love you,” she said through a yawn. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too,” I said, holding her tighter.

There was a moment of silence as we embraced one another. Then Amy broke the silence with a confession.

“I’m really tired, but I’m also really horny,” she said.

Amy let go and walked into the bedroom. At the foot of our bed is a leather bench. She proceeded to kneel down on it before sliding her pants and underwear down. She swayed her hips to entice me further as I looked at her bare ass presented to me.

“Maybe I’ll just stay like this, and you can do whatever you want,” she said.

She looked back; her eyes were groggy. I didn’t care how tired I was. I couldn’t pass up this opportunity. I was turned on beyond belief at the way she was surrendering her body over to me.

“I don’t know,” I said, already pulling off my pants. “We should really get some sleep.”

My cock was erect just at the sight of her stunningly presented body.

“Maybe you’re right,” she said as I grabbed onto her hips. “What are you doing?”

“Getting ready for my shower,” I said.

I grabbed the lube and covered my cock. I spread her cheeks further apart and guided myself inside Amy. She let out a slight moan as the lips of her pussy reached the base of my cock. Adrenaline began to kick in, and my fatigue vanished. I started thrusting into her. I stared down at the arch in her back and the way her ass cheeks bounced every time my hips crashed into them.

“Oh fuck,” she moaned. “That feels so good.”

 

 

I backed away for a moment and declared we’d pick this up later; she agreed but remained in position. I couldn’t take my eyes off her—the animalistic urge inside me taking over. I couldn’t pull myself away. The way her wet pussy was just begging me to come back pulled me in like a magnet. I got back behind her and slid my cock back into her warm, wet pussy.

“Oh, you’re back,” she said.

Amy knew exactly what she was doing. We continued to fuck with her bent over. Turns out the leather bench is a perfect fit for the two of us in that position. I pulled over our computer chair and tossed the clothes off of it. I sat down, and Amy quickly stood up. She turned around and guided my cock back inside her before sitting on my lap. Amy moved her hips, grinding her ass against my thighs as my cock churned inside her. Bending forward, I watched as she began twerking on me, my cock slipping between the lips of her pussy at a rapid pace. I grabbed two handfuls of her cheeks and squeezed tight.

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The chair began to slide, and Amy hopped off my lap to face me.

“Let’s try this way,” she said.

Amy sank down on my cock again, and I wrapped my arms around her in a full embrace. We kissed hard, biting my lower lip as she pulled away, continuing to grind on my now throbbing cock. I felt her bare skin slide against my hands as she began to bounce. The friction she was creating with her body ignited a fire in both of us. Unfortunately, the chair wasn’t stable enough to continue.

Walking over to the bed, Amy’s hips swayed, her cheeks flexing with each step. She had become a seductress at the flip of a switch. Amy laid down on her back with her legs spread. It was as if she was directing me in like an airport runway.

“I guess it’s time for you to go shower then,” she teased.

My pants and underwear were still a bunch-up mess wrapped around my ankles. I kicked them off to the side and made my way over to Amy. I crawled up the bed and over her hot and waiting body. I buried my face in her neck and started kissing. The smell of last night’s perfume still lingered on her but now mixed with the scent of lust. I could feel the tip of my cock pressing against her wet pussy. Moving my hips around, I slid back inside Amy without the guiding help of my hand.

The passion was at a peak, and I thrust into her hard and fast. The sound of our flesh slapping together bounced throughout the small room. We kissed some more, and I slowed down. The intensity was palpable, and I was experiencing more pleasure at a slower pace. The head of my cock was sensitive, and each thrust had a purpose behind it. I was growing closer and closer.

She never believes me whenever I tell her how sexy I think she is. Amy stimulates all of my senses. The way she tastes on my lips. Her scent acts as a pheromone whenever she fills my lungs. The smooth touch of her soft skin makes my heart race. The subtle moans she makes when I hit the right spot are music to my ears. Finally, her hourglass body turns me on whether she is wearing clothes or not. This is just a shortlist of the things I find sexy, all of which brought me to my edge.

“I’m close,” I said.

“Let me finish you off,” she responded.

I knew exactly what she had in mind because Amy knows too well what to do to make me cum. I rolled onto my back, and she quickly climbed on top of me. In rapid succession, I was back inside Amy. She began riding my cock, leaning forward to bite my chest. There is still a mark there right now as I write this story. I held onto her hips and slid my hands back to feel her ass. Leaning forward, she started bouncing faster. No one can ride like her. My cock started to feel the sensation of no return.

“I’m gonna cum,” I moaned.

Amy jumped off, but without missing a beat, grabbed my testicles and began massaging them. I grabbed my cock and stroked hard and fast. My entire body felt possessed as I tilted my head back and lost my breath. Amy squeezed my testicles as streams of cum sprayed all over my stomach and chest. She continued lightly pressing until every last drop trickled out.

 

 

I took a moment to catch my breath and enjoy the rush. Now it was time for me to take care of Amy. I get a lot of pleasure out of watching and making her cum.

I sat next to her on the bed before slipping my fingers inside her pussy. She moaned with pleasure. I used my thumb to rub her clit, but then I remembered her toy sitting on the bedside table. I wasn’t sure if there was any battery left. I pressed the button, and it began to vibrate. I added some extra lube and inserted it inside her. I started moving it in and out quickly.

“You always know what to do,” Amy moaned under her breath.

This gave me another boost of energy and confidence. I moved up her body and lifted her bra. Kissing and sucking on her nipples, I continued masturbating Amy at the same pace. She let out a quick yelp and quickly covered her mouth to prevent anyone from hearing. The way her body thrived is a sight to see and one of my favorite parts of pleasuring her.

“I’m gonna cum,” she said through gritted teeth.

I watched as Amy went through the motions of her orgasm, her thighs clamping shut around my hand. She reached down and turned off her toy before removing it with a popping sound. We passed out in bed almost immediately after—our bodies coated in each other’s sweat and our breaths at a rapid pace.

When I finally woke up, I lifted the blanket to get up and saw Amy bottomless. I always tell her bottomless Amy is my favorite version of Amy. I could still smell her sex, and it reminded me of what took place just hours earlier. There are no more fantastic scents in the world than the scent of the person you love and the smell of their sex. As you read this, I’m sure you know exactly the smell I’m talking about. God, I love it.

 

 

 

 

 

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