

It has become our little ritual - brush our teeth together, shower, get naked, crawl under the blanket, have a taste of his cock in my mouth, lights off, spoon and sleep. But last night, something broke our ritual. I was sleeping blissfully when there were movements under the duvet. The smell of his skin blanketed whatever sweet dream I was having, his lips and his breath touched every inch of my skin, opening it up and waking its every sensation. I moved to find the weight of his body pinning me down while his hand reached down. That familiar, exciting, sweet, intimate feeling when he rubbed his hard, naked cock between my butt, all the way down to my clit. The sensation erupted as he slid his cock inside of my wet sleeping pussy. That moment when a cock first touches a pussy in is so spectacular - for me it is as spectacular as coming. With all the passion that the night could contain, he held my shoulders and thrusted deep and hard; my ass perched up to receive every inch of it. As he is about to come, he lowered his head next to mine so I could feel with my four senses the build up that shows in his breath, his lips, the way he smells. It was hard to be quiet and that’s the last thing I care about anyways. With one last decisive stroke I knew the sweetest dream of my night has come. I could feel the hot cream erupted on my butt; love it whenever he makes a mess on my skin. With her late night treat diligently delivered, I fell back asleep in his arms…