Warmth settles over my skin, insistent movement penetrates my flesh. My groggy brain can’t figure out what is going on, but my body loves the feelings and sensations.
My backside arches while my hands curl under my chin. Little gasps fill the quiet room. I hear the sloshing, wet sound as the mysterious warmth moves in and out with slow, gentle movements.
Pressure builds with each thrust. Within my core, my innermost walls begin to throb. My head thrashes from side to side even as my eyes refuse to open.
I feel empty. My bottom drops, disappointed, until I feel strong fingers stroking my labia. My body pops back up, pushing back against the warmth of his hand. A little more awake, my brain comprehends what is happening, although I still can’t open my eyes.
He senses the change in me, and his movements become quicker, more insistent. He finds my G-spot and tap-tap-tap-taps until I cry and beg.
“Cum, girl.” His morning whispers sound like growls.
Whimpering, my body convulses. I feel my body opening with release. With a shudder, my orgasm subsides. My eyes are still sealed shut.
“Good morning, girl.” This is the last thing I hear as I drift back off to sleep.
Mmmm, nothing better to wake to the demanding hands of our beloved Doms. I feel as if you wrote of my morning today, only difference was I heard “good morning Mynx, time to start your day”, and I didn’t go back to sleep! Would have liked to cuddle, but work beckoned! Have a yummy day with your Daddy friend!
Work beckoned this morning, and I whined about getting out of bed…until I heard, “Girl…” which was much different than the other way he says…this time, it was a warning.
See the best part of waking up is NOT Folgers!
As a non-coffee drinker, I couldn’t agree more. 🙂
Good morning indeed. Meow
🙂 Exactly!
Something to be thankful about for Thanksgiving?
/giggles…a little…