Written by gavin0066
03 Aug 2014
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I woke at 3 am with a hard on.
She lay close, gently snoring.
I could not get back to sleep.
The hard on would not go away.
Should I wake her ?
She really needs her sleep.
She stirs and reaches out in her slumber.
That is enough to fully arouse me.
I gently reach for her surprisingly wet slit,knoowing waht she likes.
I start to slowly and very softly circle her clit with my tongue.
She tales a few minutes to wake and i soon feel the rising tide as my fingers work further into her soft depths.
I need no stimulation. Her response is enough to keep my throbbing cock as hard as it needs to be.
When she reaches her climax, I slow my movements and become more gentle.
By now she is writhing in ecstacy. I keep on with the same gentle motion.
She reaches her second orgasm and then begins a third soon after that.
Now it is my turn. I ease my cock slowly into her pulsating depths. Now straddled over her I can control the downward pressure on her pubis.
She increases this by bucking her hips to meet my downward thrusts.
The rythum consumes us and I explode within her.
Locked like mating dogs, we savour the release, the tension after days of abstinence and daily grind.
The dreams that follow such a joining are intesne and vivid during those small hours before the dawn.