Even Better in the Morning

“Are you awake?” 
Her voice was a soft whisper. I could tell she was trying not to wake me if I was still sleeping. But an expectant undertone told me she hoped I was awake. Or maybe I was simply hearing more than she’d said. I wasn’t sure. 

The warm pressure of her body snuggling against my back was what had drawn me from my slumber only moments before her whisper, and I didn’t know if she was simply being affectionate or if she had a more playful, less innocent, intention. Nor was I sure which I hoped to be the case. To be honest, she had worn me out the night before. A small part of me wanted to act as though I hadn’t heard her question.
But the soft pressure of her warm breasts against my back and the firm pressure of her hardening nipples brought back the memories of the pleasures we had shared, and made me want to experience them again......and again.....and again.
“Wide awake,” I responded with what I hoped sounded like a smile of encouragement in my voice.
“I think you stole my line,” she laughed as she lifted a leg and draped it across me.

The moist warmth between her legs pressed into the back of my thigh, and there was no longer any doubt in my mind. Her thoughts were definitely less than pure. I quickly decided not to complain. Instead, I rolled over and faced her. She smiled and snuggled back up against me then wiggled her stomach against me before lifting her leg high.
“I’m the one who’s wide-awake,” she said.

She shifted around until the moist warmth found my growing erection and settled against it. She tilted her head up and found my lips for a soft short kiss. It was nothing like our kisses of the night before. Yet it excited me as much as her probing tongue had then. I felt myself growing firmer.
“But...” she quickly added, “it looks like someone else is becoming wide-awake too.”
I laughed with her, then suddenly rolled on top of her, placing my hands on each side of her to keep most of my weight off of her. She quickly locked her legs around me and began rolling her hips, sliding the warm wetness up and down the length of my still growing erection. I lowered my lips to hers and kissed her lightly. The movement of her body slowed, and she put her arms around me, holding me tightly without asking for more than the light pressure of our lips. After a long moment, she let her weight settle down into the bed and loosened the grip of her legs. When I opened my eyes, she was smiling up at me.
For another moment we studied each other’s eyes.

I slid down until her breasts were beneath my face then lowered my mouth to a plump nipple and watched as her eyes closed and a small sound of satisfaction purred in her throat. My tongue teased and toyed with it, and the sound of her purr grew louder then turned into a sigh. I ran my tongue in a final circle before lifting my lips then slipped lower yet, trailing my tongue lightly across her stomach until it found the dimple of her belly button. Flicking my tongue in and out of the indentation brought a giggle to her lips, and she pulled away.

“That tickles,” she protested, still laughing.
I pressed my lips against her belly and sucked a small piece of her warm skin into my mouth, then let it slip out as I slipped lower again, letting the curls of her pubic hair tickle my nose until my tongue found the soft warm fold of flesh covering her clit. She stopped laughing and let a loud sigh out with her breath.
The tip of my tongue found the crease in her flesh and the small bud beneath. I flicked it back and forth slowly, softly touching it, moving it from side to side, and another sigh escaped her lips. 

“Mmmmmm, I’ll give you about 20 years to stop that!” She laughed.
I chuckled at the old joke and slid my tongue lower, slipping it inside her with a quick thrust, then flicked it in and out rapidly.
“Make that...thirty years,” she sighed as she lifted her hips and spread her thighs wider to give me more room.
I pressed my tongue as deep into her as I could and explored the walls of her vagina, tasting the fluids now beginning to flow from inside. I opened my mouth wide and covered her pussy completely, sucking her thick warm mounds into my mouth as my tongue strained to find its way even more deeply inside her liquid warmth.
“Oh...yes,” she moaned and lifted her hips even higher. 
I pulled my tongue out and lifted it to toy with her clit again. The small bud was now swollen, hot and slick with her secretions and my saliva. My tongue slid across it and a short shudder of pleasure rippled through her. I lapped at her clit slowly, running the length of my tongue across it while wiggling it from side to side, and another shiver shook her.

My cock was growing hard, throbbing full at the excitement of knowing I was exciting her with my tongue. I had to rise up to free it from under my body. Jo-Ann’s body shifted when I moved, and I glanced up. She was smiling down at me.
“Why don’t you change positions, so I can taste you too,” she suggested.
I smiled back at her and shifted until I was kneeling over her. Her warm fingers wrapped around my cock and stroked me slowly. I lowered my lips and tongue to her cunt again and felt her tugging at me gently, asking me to lower myself. The wet warmth of her lips slipped over the head of my cock.
I put my arms around her hips and used my fingers to spread her pussy open wide then began flicking my tongue across her clit as fast as I could. She had loved it when I’d done it the night before, and she didn’t like it any less now. Her hips immediately curled, rolling up, pushing her pussy against my darting tongue. 
She had taken my cock deep into her mouth and started licking at it with the same enthusiasm as I was awarding her clit. My cock was fully aroused, throbbing. Her lips sucked me in a little more and I felt her fingers wrap around my balls. After the hour-long session of the night before, I wouldn’t have thought it was possible, but I could feel the tingle of extreme anticipation already beginning to build up inside of me. I didn’t want to be the first to reach a climax, so I focused my attention on her pussy and tried not to let myself concentrate on the pleasure her mouth was giving me.

I stopped licking her clit and returned to her vagina, again slipping my tongue deep inside her. Drawing my tongue out slowly, I trailed my lower lip across her clit then found it with the tip of my tongue again. I teased it with a light flicker for a moment before pressing my tongue down firmly and licking my way back into her.
She was moaning softly while running her lips up and down my cock. Her fingers squeezed my balls gently. Her other hand followed her lips, stroking my cock as she let it slide out of her mouth then leading her mouth down the shaft again. The tingle was beginning to gather like an electrical charge inside me Building up a charge. Just waiting to overload my pleasure circuits.
Again I tried to ignore the sensations of her mouth and hands. I sucked as much of her pussy into my mouth as I could and began tonguing her clit in a constant flicker. Her body tensed up. She began shivering slightly and I knew she was trying to hold back, so I attacked her clit even more vigorously, sucking and licking at it.

She seemed to understand what I was doing, that I was turning it into a little game of who could hold back the longest. Her mouth was matching me lick for lick, suck for suck. The pressure was beginning to build inside me and I knew I couldn’t last much longer.
Then her body began shuddering suddenly. Her hips rocked, rolling up at my tongue then away, then back. I followed her body, keeping my tongue against her clit until the last shiver of pleasure passed through her.
Then I started cumming myself.

She sucked my cock into her mouth and held me there with her hands on the cheeks of my ass while my body shook with the electric like shocking pleasure. As the strength drained out of me and I slowly let some of my weight fall onto her, I was thinking that I’d never enjoyed sex as much as I had in the past 24 hours.