The morning began, just as it had so many times before when there was nothing we needed to do - waking up slow to the early summer sun and the sound of the morning birds, finding each other once more having drifted apart during sleep, entwining ourselves again, pressing our skin into one another (naked is without question the best way to sleep), gentle caresses, lazy kisses. As our arousal, both physical and wakefulness increased, our caresses became firmer and more intentional, massaging and teasing in the small ways we knew the other liked. Our kisses, hungry and insistent, deepened as we turned toward one another, lying on our sides, our hands having better access to our bodies.
We were both in pretty good shape, solid and strong, but with a softness to our edges that spoke of enjoying good food and lazy days, as much as long work-outs and days spent hiking. I was broad of chest, long of limb, red of hair, bearded, slightly wild - entirely unshaven and a good foot taller than her. She was petite and slim, mousey blonde of hair, with deliciously proportioned curves accentuated by that softness we had cultivated together. Her breasts were on the smaller side, perky and firm with responsive sensitive nipples, her ass was perfectly round and as pliant as it was firm. She preferred to keep legs and sex smooth, except for a small patch of neatly trimmed hair at the tip of her pubis - where it became her vulva. My cock was average in size, a solid six inches erect (on a good day), uncut, with a deep purple head, a slight upward curve, and a propensity for leaking copious amounts of precum.
Which it was currently doing, pressed between our bodies, her leg between mine as she slowly ground herself into my thigh, coating me with her arousal as mine slowly spread across our stomachs with each small thrust. She had wrapped her arm under mine and around my back, giving her extra purchase. Her other arm was under my neck, her hand in my hair. I gently held her face, fingers twining behind her ear, into her hair. My other arm was under her neck, and snaked down her back long enough that my strong fingers could reach her ass. They had found their way between her cheeks, and while I wasn't quite able to circle her clit, or slide into her properly, I could reach her asshole, the entrance to her pussy, and the small space between. I loved how wet she got and was teasing around her holes, adding an encouraging push or pull as she ground her clit against me, moaning and gasping softly into my neck where her head was buried or into my mouth as we kissed.
After some time, she pulled back, separating our bodies, looking up at me with hooded lustful eyes. There was a note of frustration in her expression as I no-longer had the reach to continue my teasing, her hips still gently gyrating against me. Her eyes rolled in pleasure as she grasped my cock, sighing at its heat and the small lake of precum it, and we, were coated in. She gave me a couple of slow deliberate pumps, as I thrust into her hand, before swiping her thumb across my swollen leaking head - making me flinch with the sudden sensitive pleasure. She sucked the precum off her thumb, and then licked it off her fingers, all while holding eye contact, before kissing me deeply, the slightly salty musky taste of precum mixing with our saliva. Her hand returned to my cock, slowly sliding up at down my shaft, squeezing more firmly with each upstroke - milking out more clear fluid as she did. Her other hand untangling from my hair, found my balls - gently wrapping around them, massaging and pulling towards her as her other hand worked my shaft.
"Fuuuuck." I growled, breathy and husky with the morning. The first word either of us had uttered since waking up.
She just grinned at me devilishly and slowed her hands down as she kissed me again, making me groan into her mouth.
"You're so hard and hot, I can't wait to have you inside me." she said, interspersed with little kisses on my lips and face as her hands continued their divine work.
"No rush." I said. Smiling lazily, entranced by her hands.
She smiled and slowed down again. Regaining some of my wherewithal, I slid my hand over her hip and between her legs, cupping her drenched vulva and giving her something more firm to grind on. My fingers gently caressed her folds, and teased her entrance, before pulling back slightly - finding her clit with the pad at the base of my middle finger and using the first and ring finger either side of it - nestling between her labia, providing a little groove for her to grind her swollen clit into. She moaned, deep and throaty as she did so. We continued like this with our hands for a few minutes, each of us switching up our techniques when we could sense the other beginning to get close. She would stop stroking and just squeeze, or circle the sensitive head of my cock with her thumb teasing under my foreskin. I would slide my fingers forward and inside her, slowly firmly curling towards us against her G-spot, before returning to our previous methods once our pleasure had receded a little or changed.
Eventually we could wait no longer, and without announcement she shifted her position, scooted up a little, draping her leg over my hip, and placing my hot wet hard cock along the length of her slick sex. I pulled her towards me, pressing our bodies together and we groaned as she began to slide her engorged vulva along my length, as I thrust between her legs. I snaked my hand down her back once more, and between her asscheeks, teasing her asshole again eliciting grunt of approval, before finding the head of my cock as it appeared behind her. I held her still a moment as I spread her cheeks and labia, settling my length between her folds, and using my fingers to press it into her - making it that much better to slide against. Which she did with renewed vigour, gently whimpering into my neck as I held us together.
After an infinite moment I shifted position slightly, and recognising the movement she tilted her hips just so. On our next thrust my entire throbbing cock sank into her eager pussy. She gasped, I growled.
"Fuck. Yes." We said in unison.
We stayed like that for a moment, my cock flexing and pulsing insider her, while she gently squeezed her walls around me. Tentatively we began moving, withdrawing almost my entire length with an agonising speed before sinking back into her with only slightly more force. We kissed, and muttered, and moaned - expletives and encouragement into each other's mouths. My hand still between her asscheeks, my fingers on either side of my cock as it filled her, revelling at the feeling of it moving in and out of our flooded sex. I returned my attention to her asshole, which had felt more relaxed and inviting every time I'd teased it - a common occurrence, ass play being something we both loved and were not shy about, easily communicating if we felt it wasn't something we were in the mood for. Today there were no such protestations, and she groaned into my ear in encouragement as my fingers circled her tight but willing hole, continuing to relax and open her. The movements of her hips attempting to maximise the sensations from both her pussy and ass.
I peeled back the duvet, the morning air a slight but tantalising chill against the sheen of sweat that had precipitated on our skin, as I reached for the pump-top bottle of lube on our bedside table, collecting a sizable portion with a well practised motion. She flinched once as the cold lube hit the warm skin of our sex, before grunting with approval as my middle finger slid into slowly into her ass. I eased it through the short tight smooth tunnel of her asshole and into the opening space beyond. Feeling my cock moving inside her, through the thin wall separating her pussy and ass, has always been something I've loved - it almost sent me over the edge then and there. Pausing to calm myself, she separated our chests and ran a hand down mine, across my stomach, through my pubes, and wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock - squeezing once, before finding her clit.
"Fuck me" She rasped as her fingers began an insistent circling of her clit.
I needed no further invitation. Holding her hips still with my arm, I began to thrust in and out of her in earnest, savouring the feeling of my cock pulling and pushing against the walls of her pussy. My finger in her ass either sliding in and out in time with my cock, or alternating opposite, occasionally hooking gently inside - using it to gain extra purchase for particularly strong sets of thrusts. The sensations were incredible. Our pleasure building together, she moaned into chest and neck.
"Shit fuck fuck shit fuck. Ugh. You feel so good!" She said as she held my face with her other hand.
"So. Do. You." I managed to say, punctuating each word with a thrust, as she replied with moans and grunts at each, before our lips locked together again, my other hand in her hair pulling her face against mine.
The circling of her clit became more of an assault, she started panting and I could tell her orgasm wasn't so far away. I kept the rhythm of my thrusts and finger, strong, steady, and constant, driving and diving into her over and over and over. Watching her face contort and her breath catch as she got closer and closer, my focus on her was so complete that my own pleasure was deep and distant enough to not be a distraction, yet. As wonderful as coming together is, we had only just finished warming up. A few thrusts later I could see she was about to crest the edge she'd been approaching. When she suddenly stopped her efforts with a gasp.
