“Oh Yeah! My silver tongued devil is definitely in the house! Yes! Oh Yes! My God Brian! You’re good!”
I couldn’t help it. At one point really early this morning, Julia hit the bathroom and when she returned, she lay back down on her back and fell asleep with her legs parted just enough where I could let my fingers effortlessly do the walking without disturbing her. Naturally, I let her sleep for a while first. But… She’d been so nice to me of late… And… She was just lying there and… Well…
When she stirred from the sensations generated by my fingers she spread her legs even more, dozing in and out as things progressed. By the time my lips and tongue got involved she was like a lake down there. Or… Uh… maybe more like an artesian well with constantly refreshing water bubbling up.
By the time she was totally conscious her body was in full on orgasm and trembling violently with each new wave of ecstasy washing over her. Her fingers gripped my hair and when her hips began jerking up and down uncontrollably in an irregular rhythm, I knew I’d be hearing a whimpered, “Please take me,” before long.
“And…” After all was said and done a long while later, Julia lay beneath me breathing hard and soaked in her own sweat and cum. Sure, there was a good amount of my own to add to the mix down there but… This morning was all about Julia, her holding me with trembling arms and legs for dear life.
“I feel like you’re the only thing that is solid in the room right now,” she breathed. “You’re the only thing that feels real to me. Please don’t let me go?”
A short time later I felt her grip on my body slacken as she drifted off to sleep again and gently covered her up so she wouldn’t be freezing next time she woke. Then, holding her close to me, I too fell asleep until the alarm clock went off at around 5:00 AM.
Julia had couples counselling in town today, which I knew would leave her emotionally exhausted by the time she got home. But even though the tiredness showed when she walked through the door at around 4:30 PM, there was a warmth in her words and mannerism that I knew were there because she was recalling and still feeling the positive vibes of the early morning experience we had together.