I blinked my eyes open. Fuck what time was it? I thought to myself as I squinted my eyes in the moonlight. I had a blinding headache from the drinks the night before and my body was sore. But a good sore. The feeling of soreness that comes after an extraordinary fuck.
I could feel Jake's body behind me. His chest pressed against my back, his arm draped over me, his strong legs wrapped around mine. He was hot too, like temperature hot. He deeply tanned skin must save some of that heat from the sun! I thought as I cautiously peeled myself away from him. He groaned and rolled onto his back and started snoring again. I could see his well developed abs and chest and smiled to myself. My eyes drifting down his body to check out the imprint his big dick made in the sheets, his cock laying draped over his thigh.
Fuck what a monster, no wonder I was sore! I thought as I grabbed my phone. It was 2 am. I stood up and went to the bathroom, used the restroom and cleaned myself up a little bit from where he had bred me. Then I walked gingerly down to the kitchen and gulped down a full glass of water. Then had a banana and a couple Advil to help with the hangover from the alcohol.
I crept back upstairs and slid into bed. Under the covers, my head resting on his shoulder, my leg on top of his thigh, and my arms around his chest. I smiled as I fell back asleep.
This time I could tell the sun was up. It was straining behind my closed eyes. The waves crashing against the beach was filling my ears along with another sound. Soft, firm kisses. I could feel them too.
Jake had rolled me onto my back and was kissing every inch of me. I moaned appreciation to him and found my hands cradling his head. He was currently kissed all over my hips and stomach.
"Good morning slut!" He said in a jovial happy tone which made me laugh.
"Hmm good morning to you too stud!" I said giggling as he went back to kissing my body, now on my thighs. His strong hands were firmly massaging and kneading the muscles in my calves and around my knee as he kissed me.
I felt his body weight shift and opened my eyes to his beaming smile leaning down to kiss me. His hand wrapped around my neck and pulled me up to him. We kissed deeply for a few moments.
"I have to go to work in like an hour or so. Wanna fuck again before then or are you too worn out?" He asked a smirk on his lips. He loved being the big dick stud I could tell.
"Maybe..." I answered honestly, my ass was like split in two from his big dick last night. "Kiss me more, let's keep playing and maybe I can do it."
"My kinda guy..." he said as he started kissing me again.
He was different this morning. Where last night he was so commanding and forceful. This morning he was all kisses and loving touches. It's like if you can prove you can take his dick hard, he'll open up to you. Whatever I was thinking too much.
I rolled him on his back and slid my body on top of his. His hands reached down to grope and smack my ass softly as we kissed. I drifted down and started to kiss his neck and then his chest.
"Play with my nipples, do it..." he said breathlessly as I got close. I slowly circled my tongue around his right nipple and then flicked my tongue against him. Then did it to his left nipple while I softly tweaked and twisting his right with my hand. Then I sucked him into my lips, softly and then harder and harder while he moaned above me.
