I sleep hard. I sleep naked. I dream lucidly. This morning, I dreamt that my cock was being slowly savored by a warm, wet set of lips. These lips sucked ever so gently and tenderly, and the tongue meticulously swirled around my tip. The suction became harder, and a hand was added, gripping my throbbing shaft, and sliding up and down in unison with this hot mouth. In my sleep, I moaned as I came, shooting copious amounts of hot cum into the mouth of this mysterious individual. It was a girl. I heard her moans as she feasted on my thick, morning load. But this wasn't a dream. As my hips bucked and jerked as I came forcefully down the throat of this girl, I woke and slowly came to my senses. My daughter's friend was leaning over the side of my bed sucking on my exposed cock.
"Good morning," she said as she licked her lips, then strode out of my room.
I couldn't say anything. I was speechless.
Annah came to visit us for the first time several weeks ago, and this was her second trip down from Illinois. My 23-year-old daughter lives with me. She needed a place to stay after her deadbeat boyfriend left her to join a band in Oregon. He's a real piece of shit, and I never did like him. After he up and left her, I welcomed her back home, so she could work and save money for her own eventual place. I love all of my kids, and would do anything in the world for them. She met Annah through the deadbeat guy, so I guess it wasn't all bad, right?
Later in the morning, I was doing some computer work. I had updates to run, and some software to install. I said goodbye to my daughter as she departed for work, then got back to work. Annah went to sleep on the couch in the living room, and I could hear her phone beeping as I worked in my office down the hall. Before long, I heard her whimper. I wasn't sure what was going on, so I made my way down the hall to find out. I crept to the living room so I didn't wake Annah, should she be sleeping, as I thought she still was. No, she was not. She lay back on the sofa, completely naked. I stood watching in awe as her hips lifted and writhed as her fingers pleasured her young pussy. Her other hand kept a tight grip on one of her petite breasts, and she firmly pulled her nipple as she masturbated. Did she want me to catch her?
I cleared my throat to announce my presence, but she didn't stop. She was lost in sensual oblivion as her juices flowed down her thighs. I stepped closer, my cock tenting my jogging pants. I squeezed my turgid pole and stepped even closer, ending right beside the sofa. I watched as she pleasured herself. I caught her gaze. She bit her lip as she openly caressed her tender slit, watching my face as she did. She wanted me to watch her finger-fuck herself, and I was happy to oblige.
Her pussy glistened as she dug her fingers in deep, coaxing her cooze out. I moaned softly and squeezed my cock again through my pants. Annah saw this, and yanked my pants down, freeing my thick and throbbing cock.
"Oh god," she moaned as she masturbated more intently, her fingers now circling around my cock.
"That's hot," was all I could stammer as she started stroking my cock in rhythm to her fingers buried in her hot little pussy.
