Morning Delight

You are on-stage at the Korn concert naked and fucking Trish from behind while she holds on to an amplifier. The crowd is roaring at your display. Trish screams her orgasm in time to the music. You slip out of her, and she turns around, dropping to her knees in front of you. Her tongue flicks out to lick the tip of your pulsing cock. She licks up the length of it and then swallows it whole. The feeling is incredible.

Your consciousness rouses enough to dispell the dream of the Korn concert, but your manhood is still responding to the tongue and lips surrounding it. You open your eyes to see Trish bending over you, giving you a great blowjob. You are still on her parent's bed.

Trish bobs up and down on your stiffness, driving you crazy. You can't keep your hips from thrusting up into her mouth a bit on each downstroke. You reach for her ass and pull it toward your head. Trish gets the idea and kneels on either side of your face, her dripping cunt exuding a delicious musky aroma.

You lick her slit from top to bottom and then stick your tongue into her hot pussy. She moans around your meat in her mouth, sending vibrations into your very soul. You push into and out of her cunt, fucking her with your tongue. You slurp at her free-flowing juices. Trish's hand follows up your shaft as her mouth rises up, caressing your skin as it goes. Her tongue is swirling madly around your sensitive tip. Your tongue finds her swollen bud and flicks devilishly across it. Her mouth comes off your flagpole for a second as she lets out a gasp.

She resumes her attentions as you suck her clit into your mouth. She moans again into your curly hair, and you feel the rising tension in your balls. You continue the tongue-lashing of her clit. Trish takes you deep into her mouth, and you feel her throat muscles clenching around your purple head as she swallows. This trips you over the cliff, and your hips thrust up hard into her mouth and you shoot your salty cum down her throat. Your ministrations, or perhaps your cum, triggers her reaction, and she squeezes your head with her thighs, while her sweet love potion flows into your mouth and she begins shaking all over. She pulls back a little, still sucking down your sticky load. You both just rest for a couple minutes, recovering from your mutual orgasms.

"Good morning. Did you like your wake up call?" she asks with a grin as she turns around, moving off your face.

"No better way to wake up!" you exclaim, "Did you like your breakfast?"

Trish giggles, moving up to cover your mouth with her lips. You taste your sweet-salty flavor on her tongue. "Mmm-hmm," she mumbles into your mouth.

"We have to get up pretty quick if we don't want to get caught by my parent's when they return. It's 9:30, and their due back at 10:30."

You dress in your clothes that were strewn about the room, help her make the bed, and then follow her downstairs. She makes toast and juice for the two of you.

At 10:15, she ushers you to the door. You take her into your arms, and she pulls your head down to hers. The hot kiss reawakens your slumbering member, as you both caress the other. You break away from the embrace reluctantly.

"Give me a call this afternoon. Maybe we can figure out some thing to do," Trish says, "The beach, or a movie, or something. Now that we've gotten to know each other, I'd like to see you again, if that's okay." She looks up at you with a sly grin on her luscious mouth.