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June 2, 2006

I can smell the soap curling through the air when he opens the bathroom door. The scent is similar when I walk to the patio and then stretch in the dawn light as my coffee brews in the kitchen. Inhaling, I smell every aroma that the world seems to offer and then catch the scent of his freshness as he steps to the deck.

He walks toward me wearing only boxers, his hair wet and body slightly damp. I get excited by the cut tone of his chest and abs when he passes the stream of sunlight edging through the trees. I smile, my pussy beading with wetness, wanting to tell him how beautiful he is, but stop the words from spilling off my tongue. He wouldn't like that and besides, I can show him just how beautiful he is.

"Morning, babe," he says and I kiss him, my tongue spiralling against his and his unshaven chin etching my skin.

I immediately slide to my knees, tasting his skin on my journey, my tongue trailing like melting butter down his navel. In one sweeping movement, I push his boxers from his hips. He wouldn't have been so flaccid had I caught him when he first woke, but making him hard turns me on even more. I stroke his cock upwards, licking my thumb and rolling it over and underneath his crown before guiding the head of his dick between my wet lips.

He closes his eyes as my throat envelopes him. I doubt he's ever seen me so submissive, but I want him. Increasingly, his cock stiffens and I can almost feel the veins throbbing as my saliva brushes his cock up and down.

He raises his hands to the back of my hair, gripping but not pulling. I need him to take me, and work harder, my lips firming over his rod as I take him fully in, crashing the tip of his hardon at the back of my throat. I pause, let go to catch my breath and prevent myself from gagging, then let his rod rest teasingly on the edge of my cherry lips and in between my devilish smile as I look up. He sighs and then I roll my tongue teasing around the head of his cock, lifting my fingers to his balls and kneading them, feeling them slip between my fingers. He gets harder with every stroke of my lips.

He moans and the sound of his pleasure sends a shiver to my clit, but will he take me?

Posted by sloth at June 2, 2006 9:44 AM

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