I crave cum early in the morning, but I didn't know how to explain it to Pen the first time. He must have thought I was just being especially nice. But there is something about the morning relaxation and the smell of bodies that makes me need it. Usually I wake up first and the fantasies start building. I reach for that first touch of my pussy and it never disappoints me. The fire starts burning slowly. I need this. I was born to love this.
Pen wakes with my rustling and reaches down to find my fingers on my cunt. He knows where this is going. It's going down. I slide down his firm belly and waste no time slipping my lips firmly over the head of his dick, perfectly fitting my lips so they form a seal with his bulb tight in my mouth. I don't take it out again until about, say, 5:42 or 5:55.
He grows into my mouth and I just hold his cock, and breathe through my nose. I finger my pussy and let him move around in my mouth, giving him just enough space to do his thing with his dick while I do mine.
Today it's almost more than he can stand. He wants to pump madly but I just want to suck and swallow. He knows it's better for everyone if I get my way.
Spit builds up and oozes out the side of my mouth. I love it when that happens. It adds to the smell of raw man woman naked rage dance body essence. Soon I feel the thickness of accumulating cum on my tongue and I run the edge of my tongue around to catch it all. I always do, scraping it off the shaft, up safely across my teeth and onto the taste buds where it can do its stuff to my arousal.
This time I decide to start sucking firmly, moving my mouth about an inch up and down β no more. Pen is murmuring, almost begging to fuck, but that's later. First, into my mouth with that beautiful morning liquid hormone semen that built through the night, no doubt fueling his dreams with what comes to him almost every morning.
It's never more than a couple of minutes. His dick is swelling now and he is tensing like a rock. It will be any second now. I relax and get ready to swallow.
Yes. Yes. Feeling. A little longer. Is it? Yes. YES!