I'm sorry it's taken this long to get you an update but I became a father a couple of months ago, and my son does tend to take my time and attention.
Thank you all for the many encouraging words and suggestions. Honestly, I doubt I'd have finished this chapter if it weren't for my eager audience.
Saturday morning Bret mercifully had the opportunity to sleep in – which both he and Bubbles took full advantage of. In fact, the sun was high in the sky when Bret finally did wake up, somewhat confused at first – it was, after all, the first time he ever woke up with a woman in his arms.
And a beautiful, sexy woman at that. As the desire to sleep slowly left him, he couldn't help but study the magnificent creature he'd spent the night with. Her long, honey-blonde hair was still in its corkscrew-curls and flowed down to her shoulders, acting like a beautiful, soft pillow – save for one stray curl that hung across her face. Carefully, so as not to disturb her sleep, he took the little rebel and placed it next to the others, giving him an unhindered view of his wonderful lover.
She was on her back, so Bret could see all of her face, including the hideously-coloured eye her ex had given her. Even with a black eye though, she was undeniably cute, he agreed with himself. Her face had a soft, elfin quality, from the gentle line of her jaw to her delicate little nose.
God, he loved looking at her! She was just as near perfection as any woman he'd ever seen, from her carefully plucked eye-brows to her soft, full lips... lips
made
for kissing.
Well, kissing, and something else,
he thought as he remembered how skilfully she'd used them for... other pleasurable activities last night. With that thought in mind his eyes travelled further down her body, though she was sadly covered from the neck down by a heavy quilt, and even
her
mighty boobs were only seen as a slight bump in the fabric.
Still, even the memory of her soft curves was enough to cause an interesting effect in his boxers, and the more he looked (and remembered the fun they'd had the night before), the harder it grew. Soon, it was doing all the thinking for him – and it certainly wasn't happy with just looking!
Ever so slowly, he pulled the lower corner of the quilt, until he lifted it off her foot, then her lower leg, knee until he had an un-obscured view of her thigh and her tiny, powder-blue panties. With a horny smile, he crawled in under the quilt between her slightly parted legs – he pushed a bit against her thigh, and she obediently spread them further. Even in her sleep she took directions well, he mused and carefully puller her thong aside, leaving nothing between him and her sweet little pussy.
There wasn't a lot of light down there, but Bret didn't need his eyes, just his tongue that quickly found its way to that special spot of delights and pleasures.
She felt very different than last night. Instead of wet and... well, open, her outer-lips hindered his entrance, in effect sealing off the Promised Land. A little confused but always willing to learn more about this very important aspect of anatomy, he let his tongue slowly slide up and down her hairless labia, wiggling and tickling the best he could. She didn't taste like she had last night at all – she basically just tasted like... skin. A bit salty and that was it. Figuring he couldn't have much fun with her dry like this, he summoned up some spit and did his best to moisten her as he kept licking her.
"Mhm..." Bubbles sighed, and Bret immediately paused, wondering if she were awake yet but she didn't move and didn't say anything. With a wry, proud smile, he assumed she was just getting aroused in her dreams and went back to his job at getting this sweet, sweet pussy to reveal its secrets.
Gradually, as he licked her, the labia opened up somewhat and she started tasting like the Bubbles he remembered: sweet and musky at the same time. He also noted with undisputed pride that her breathing was getting faster and shallower, and at times she sighed or even moaned in her sleep.
It didn't take him long to realise that she was so much softer and stronger tasting once he managed to get past the labia and could attack her soft folds directly with his tongue. That also seemed to evoke the greater response from Bubbles, so everything pointed to it being the right place to go.
"Oooh!" she gasped when he flipped her clit with his tongue and his lips split in a shit-eating grin. Not that that stopped him, on the contrary he really laid into it, her soft gasp only spurring him on further – how excited could he get her before she woke up?
"Oh... oh yeah," his lover moaned, and Bret figured she wouldn't be sleeping much longer. Deciding to use what little time he had left in the best possible way, he found her tight little hole and stuck his tongue into it, as deep as it would go and wiggled it around in there, trying to touch her as much as possible.
"Oooh! Yes! Ah..." she gasped, and suddenly her entire body jerked. Before he knew what was happening, Bubbles tried to close her legs and sat up in bed, extremely confused.
"What... I... Boss?" she mumbled, trying to get her bearings and pulled the quilt off and threw it off the bed, revealing her young boss, literally caught with his hand (tongue!) in the cookie-jar.
"Oooh... what are you... yeees..." she gasped, suddenly full awake. However, she quickly decided it probably was better not to interrupt Bret – he clearly knew what he was doing! – and laid back down again with her legs spread widely once more, hoping he'd continue.
He did. Oh God, he did! When that magical tongue of his rubbed against her clit, bolts of lightning shot through her body and she couldn't keep a loud moan from escaping her lips.
"Oh my God... Boss..." she gasped, not really understanding why he was being so nice to her but more than willing to let him continue. This was by far the strangest and best way she'd ever woken up!
By this point, her pussy was drenched and wide-open, more than ready for anything her boss wanted, and Bret was torn between desires. On one hand, he'd like to continue licking her till he heard her cum – he so enjoyed that – but on the other hand, his painfully hard dick demanded satisfaction as well.
As was becoming the pattern, it got its way. Slowly, the young man freed himself from the wet pussy and crawled up along the incredibly sexy body till he reached her head where she welcomed him with a wide smile – and hot kisses!
"Mhm..." he moaned into her mouth while he was dry-humping her through his boxers, rubbing his hard-on against her wet and willing cunt.
"Fuck me, Boss," she asked softly and clawed at his boxers, trying to get them down and free his monstrous dick. She needed it, needed to get filled by it so badly!
"Please..." she begged when she failed – the damn waistband got stuck on his cock! – hoping he'd want her as much as she wanted him. She got her answer only a second later when he pushed his boxers down across his hips and quickly buried his long, hard prick in her.
