I wake up with you and Master, the three of us twined around each other in complicated ways that made it impossible to move without waking anyone else. So I lay there, admiring both of you, stifling a giggle as a lock of his hair slid down onto your nose, tickling it and making you wrinkle your nose while still asleep. With every one of your breaths, his hair would flutter, which after a few moments got so annoying that you shifted slightly and slowly started to wake up.
I smiled at you as you finally opened your eyes all the way, peeking at me over his neck. We had shifted up during the night, curling up on either side of Master, almost mirroring each other, trapping his arms under us so he lay flat on his back, although his head had fallen to the side.
I start to shift slightly, needing to stretch, not wanting to wake him up and you start to do the same, drawing slowly away from his sleepy embrace, both of us freezing when he shifted or made a noise. When we're both completely off the bed, Master murmurs softly in his sleep and curls up, shivering slightly from the loss of our heat, and we tuck the blanket around him. I look around and find a small teddy bear with a red satin heart sewn on his chest and tuck him carefully into his arms, grinning, looking up to see you grinning as well.
We sneak over to the door, opening it quietly and stealthily slip out of the room. The hallway outside is bright, making us squint in the light but sigh happily from the warmth on our skin. You reach out and take my hand and we walk towards the kitchen. My stomach growls at me, and I cover it with a hand, pouting down at it. You laugh quietly, and push me playfully through the door to the kitchen. I catch myself from falling and stand up tall, raising my arms above me and stretching, back arching.
You smile and reach out to tweak my nipple, and I gasp and almost teeter over, arms still outstretched. At the last moment I catch myself, collar jingling, and pout at you, and you laugh, going over to the cabinets and taking down a glass, setting it onto the counter with a click. I lean on the counter, watching you open the fridge and shiver from the cold air.
You bend at the waist to get the milk from the bottom shelf, and I stand up quickly, leaning forward to smack your ass. You squeak, not dropping the milk, sticking your tongue out at me. I walk over behind you and pull your hips to mine, grinding gently. You smile and put the milk back down, pushing back against me, backing us up to close the door. I reach around you and pinch your clit gently and you squeak and pull back instinctively, but my hand follows you.
My hand slides down your pussy and I slowly slide a finger inside you, thumb planted on your clit, and you moan softly, pressing yourself onto my hand and grinding. I smirk and slowly start to finger you, slipping another finger inside you, wiggling my thumb against your clit and you grind harder against me. I keep thrusting but curl my fingers slightly, hitting your g-spot and you squeak and thrust yourself onto my hand. I reach around with my other hand and tweak your nipples, rolling them between my fingertips, to make you moan.
After a few minutes of my barrage of sensations on your clit, g-spot, and your nipples, you cum hard, spasming and moaning. You slowly calm down and I pull you up and spin you around, kissing you deeply, my tongue twining with yours, our bodies pressing together. We break apart and you kiss my neck, biting gently, and I bare my neck to you. You bite it again, moving down to my chest and sucking hard on my nipples, making me moan and arch into your mouth. Your hands caress my sides, slipping up to squeeze and fondle my breasts, pinching and tweaking my nipples.
You spin me slowly around, leaning me against the fridge, and slide down my front, kissing your way down to my shaved pussy. You smile mischievously up at me and kiss my clit, sending a tingle up my spine. Your tongue flickers out to tap my clit and I reach down a hand to the back of your head, pushing your mouth to my pussy. You obligingly start to lick, your mouth opening to suck on my clit. I gasp and your hands slide to my hips, spreading my legs more and somewhat supporting me. Your tongue slides between my pussy lips, licking up my juices, thrusting your tongue as far in as it'll go. I moan, sagging against the fridge door and your hands, gripping your hair and looking lustfully down at you. You look up at me and suck on my clit, rubbing your tongue gently across it, and I push you further into my pussy, whimpering.
It was then that Master walked in, yawning and rubbing his bleary eyes, the small teddy bear held in his other hand, his bathrobe hanging untied from his shoulders. He sees us and smiles, murmuring "At it again, such horny pets... " We look over at him slightly worriedly, wondering if he'll make us stop our play. "No, don't let me interrupt you two, keep going." He leans against the counter opposite us and watches interestedly, setting the teddy bear on the counter next to him, his cock hard with his morning wood.
We smile at each other and I push your mouth back onto my pussy, my hand clenched in your red hair, and you squeak, licking and sucking at my clit. I moan and tremble, thankful for the sturdy fridge behind me, leaning heavily on it. You look up at me and nibble gently on my clit, slipping two fingers into my pussy, and I spasm and tense up, cumming hard, tightening around your fingers, hand clenching in your hair almost painfully. Gently, you suck on my clit until I've relaxed, and you lick my pussy lips a few times to clean them off. You stand and embrace me, and I wrap my arms around you, holding tightly for a moment before kissing you, sharing my taste.
