Early morning

I woke up a few hours later with a raging hardon under my nighty, another hardon pressing on my ass.

I moved so his dick found its place in my crack while I hitched the nighty up a bit, and started to slowly grind. After a few minutes of silent grinding, his hands moved towards my cock, but I stopped him. I didn't want anything moving my attention towards my male parts. I repositioned a bit so he stimulated my hole more with tip of his cock pressed against my hole. Then he stopped. I tried to get him back, but he kept away.

He found some glide in the nightstand. Made me turn over on my stomach, and lift my ass. He lubes one finger and worked it into me with lots of lube. I felt like I'm going to burst and cum. He pulled out and lubed up two fingers, pushed one in, worked it in and out a bit before working the other in. I could not help smiling for how he gently warmed my ass without knowing the pounding I had been giving it two days ago. He kept on playing a bit before removing the fingers and lubed up the cock. I felt the softness of his hot and hard cock pressing on my hole. I pushed back and the tip sliped in. Again I was hit with the feeling that I'm exploding, or being torn apart. The cock also felt burning hot in my hole. After a second, or an eternity, he pushed on. I was torn apart, he filled me up, I'm exploded, and everything was right. Then his cock hits my sweet spot, after a few push there were no holding back. I explode in an orgasm beyond anything just as he shoot his load into me. I slide back down on the bed barely aware he slipped out of me. He wrapped his arms around me, and we lay there feeling the afterglow of a life-changing orgasm while drifting into sleep.