Having only gotten 4 hours of sleep the prior night I was tired yesterday. Normally I would have consumed copious amounts of coffee(nectar of the Gods) to make it through the day. But, since I knew we had Musicman's procedure today I did not want to risk not sleeping last night, so I drank about a pot less then normal. I need to be on my toes today so if we have any complications I will be ready. I needed sleep.
I went up to bed earlier then usual and curled up on my Tink pillow. I rarely fall asleep quickly, I was floating in the pre sleep ether when I heard Musicman come upstairs. When he came in the room I roused enough to ask him a question, then I drifted back into the fog.
Whoosh, off went the comforter. Oh, cold.
Unf, what is that?
Oh, hands all over me, mmm...feels so good.
Oh, lips and tongue roaming around...feels so good.
Sleep? No I don't need sleep.
Hands rolling me over from my side to my stomach, nighty is short, doesn't cover anything, cold butt.
Smack, oh that's better, not so cold now.
Smack, Smack, Smack, back arching up into his hand, do it again, do it again, please!
Smack, Smack, Smack, crawling up his body. Could I please crawl into your skin with you? I need to be closer.
Smack, Smack, Smack, Mmm, he has the yummiest hands.
Yummy hands rolling me over again, onto my back this time, legs spread wide.
Smack, oh, yes, yes, yes.
Smack, Smack, Smack , hurts soooo goood.
Tongue and teeth and hands playing with the lady parts. Back arching up to get closer to him, hands buried in his hair.
Smack, Smack, Smack, tongue...aaah, floating on a cloud.
"You're so wet."
Silky hardness sliding into the wetness.
Waves of pleasure engulfing me.
Sleep? What's that?
Up, up, up the next wave of pleasure crests over me.
Fireworks bursting everywhere, so pretty.
Climbing again...oh, look at all the pretty colors.
Hands at my thoat, hard cock pounding into me, words that I barely register.
Climb, explode, climb, explode on into oblivion.
Gone! What? Where did he go?
Hands in my hair, pulling me up onto my knees.
Pay attention, he's talking again. What's that? Suck your cock?
Yes Sir. My pleasure Sir.
Mmmm, hard cock sliding into my mouth.
Oh, I can taste myself on him.
Smack, butt arches up a little higher as I continue to suck.
More words, more roaming hands.
My legs move of their own volition, wider, wider. Yummy hands! Everywhere!
Concentration is gone, hope I don't bite when I cum again.
Hands in my hair pulling me off his cock, cum shooting all over my face, and hair, and neck and running down my chest.
I collapse over him as I cum one last time.