Page 37 of S is for SEX

THIRTY-EIGHT

Lex

I woke up, looked around the dark room, and tried to remember when we came to bed. Tired and confused, I rolled onto my back, relaxed, and stared up at the ceiling.

After a moment or two I recalled fucking Adam on the couch, and how the two of us had reached climax at the same time.

I vaguely remembered coming to the bedroom afterward.

I’d cut his pants off with scissors.

Without taking my eyes away from the ceiling, I grinned and reached to the side. After fumbling beneath the covers for a few seconds, I found his flaccid cock.

It was monstrous when hard, and when combined with my narrow hips and tight twat, it was heavenly.

I turned to the side, realized he was still asleep, and wondered how early – or late – it was.

I guessed it didn’t matter, I was wide awake.

I slipped under the covers, using caution not to disturb his foot. On my hands and knees beside him, I guided his limp cock into my mouth.

I took his entire length into my mouth slowly, and then waited. It began to increase in size. The thought of sucking his cock while he slept made me wet, instantly.

With one hand between my legs, and one holding my weight off his thighs, I began to simultaneously rub my clit and suck his big dick.

The tip of my finger circled my swollen nub at a rapid pace while I slowly sucked his cock, using caution not to wake him.

Tension built within me, and I realized I was on the verge of climax. With my mouth buried on his shaft, I paused and rubbed myself with three fingers violently.

Refraining from waking him up while his cock was in my throat was an incredible sensation. Reaching climax without waking him was even better.

My muscles tensed. I shoved two fingers deep inside and grinded my palm against my clit.

The orgasm seemed to last forever. Keeping it hidden from him wasn’t easy at all. When it finally subsided, I slid my fingers out of my wet pussy and rubbed my tender clit until no more aftershocks came.

Satisfied for the time being, I began to suck him slowly and completely. Feeling him deep in my throat was satisfying in itself. A difficult sensation to explain, having him in my mouth made me feel as if I was in control, gave me a tremendous sense of accomplishment, and somehow allowed me to feel slightly vulnerable at the same time.

He twisted back and forth “What…”

Lost in the satisfaction of having his big dick in my mouth, I didn’t realize what I was doing was waking him.

I stopped and held still.

Eventually, he went back to sleep.

So, I started sucking again.

I slid my mouth up and down his thick shaft, pressing the tip into my throat with each full stroke. With his entire cock and balls covered in my saliva, I found it fascinating that he continued to sleep.

In no time, I was aroused beyond compare.

I pushed my fingertip past my wet lips, and continued until it was as deep as I could force it.

Then, I added another.

I was soaked. In and out I worked my fingers while I slowly sucked his throbbing dick.

I added another finger.

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