It took several minutes for Chad to wake enough to realize he wasn't dreaming. Someone was sucking his dick. He smiled. Amy had made amazing progress in the sucking dick department. He couldn't imagine such a thing as a truly bad blow job but up until yesterday her blow jobs were rather pedestrian. If nothing else he had Vince to thank for that.
Vince?
His eyes flew open and he sighed. It was Amy's shoulder length blonde hair that sway over his legs.
He watched her for a while. He wished her hair was shorted. He loved the idea of watching his cock disappear into her mouth. She paused for a moment to wrap her tongue around the crown of his dick, while her hand continued to stroke him.
"Morning Ams. Nice wakeup call babe." She didn't giggle which surprised him.
She turned and crawled up his body. Her pussy was wet when it touched his stomach. Chad's right hand was under his head. He stroked her leg with his left. She grabbed it and put it above his head. She intertwined her fingers with his. She leaned forward pushing their hands into the mattress.
Her hair hung in his face. Her nose touched his.
"I can still tasted my pussy, my cunt, on your dick, from last night. I can still taste it."
She pressed her lips to his and her tongue probed his mouth.
"See? Can you taste it? Taste my pussy?"
Because he could he nodded.
"I woke up and the whole place smelled like my pussy. The bed, the air, your cock, Vince's face."
Chad wondered where the hell Vince was but before he could ask Amy continued.
"Vince's face smell like your cum too."
She kissed him again, smashing her lips into his. He started to raise his arms, intending to hold her but she pushed his hands back down, raising up to lean her weight on them.
She shook her head. "No, leave them there."
She leaned forward and he lifted his head to meet her but she didn't seek his mouth this time. She turned his head with the side of her face and began to lick and tickle his neck. He started to raise his hands again and she bit him. Hard.
"Ouch, what the fuck Amy?"
"Lay still." She hissed, clearly perturbed. "Should I get a belt?"
That surprised him. They had really never talked about the night Amy's friend Lucy had laid into him with his own belt. Amy had never offered to do it and Chad had declined to ask, though he thought of it at times but he would cum before he found the courage to blurt it out.
She smiled at him. "You liked that didn't you? You like being spread out on the back of your couch, watching me finger my cunt while Lucy beat your ass. I saw the way the cum had leaked out of your cock to decorate the back of the couch. You like it didn't you?"
Chad slowly nodded before whispering. "Yeah."
"Good to know." She smirked at him. Her face shifted and the old giggling Amy was there for a minute. She gave him a quick 'off to work with you' kiss.
"I changed my mind. If you don't hold still I won't spank you. Since you like it the punishment should be not getting it."
She kissed him quickly. When she spoke her voice was flatter and deeper.
