Morning Sex

I take my morning frustration out on Kim. I reached for Kim’s hip, my fingers tracing the curve of her waist before slipping between her thighs. She stirred with a soft sigh, still half-asleep, as I pressed against her warmth. My pulse pounded in my ears—guilt and desire twisting together—but the image of Jodi’s asshole burned behind my eyelids. I gripped Kim’s shoulder, rolling her gently onto her back. Her eyelids fluttered open, drowsy confusion giving way to a slow, knowing smile as my hand slid higher.

“Morning,” she murmured, voice thick with sleep.

I didn’t answer. Just kissed her hard, swallowing her gasp as I pushed inside, my cock throbbing with every frantic thrust.

Kim gasped as I filled her, her swollen belly pressing between us as I pinned her hips to the mattress. Her pussy was warm and slick from sleep, clenching around me in slow pulses as she arched beneath my weight. I rocked into her with rough, needy strokes—my morning wood throbbing with every snap of my hips—her swollen breasts bouncing with each thrust.

Her nails dug into my shoulders as she bit her lip to stifle a moan, eyes flicking toward the bedroom door out of habit before remembering we were alone. “Fuck,” she whispered, breath hitching as I angled deeper, my fingers tightening on her thigh.

I didn’t slow down. I Couldn’t. Kim’s breath hitched as I drove into her harder, her fingers tangling in my hair. “God, yes—fuck me like you mean it,” she gasped, voice raw. Her hips rolled to meet every thrust, her swollen belly glistening with sweat between us. “Wanna feel you lose control… come all over me, daddy.”

The word sent a jolt through me—daddy, just like Jodi had texted. My grip on her thighs tightened as I pistoned into her, the wet slap of skin filling the room.

Kim’s pussy clenched around me in rhythmic pulses as she came, her swollen walls gripping my cock like a slick, trembling fist. I groaned through clenched teeth, my balls drawing up tight as her orgasm milked me deeper. Her thighs trembled against my hips, toes curling into the sheets as she whimpered—high and breathless—her nails raking down my back.

I fucked her through it, my thrusts turning jagged and ****, hips stuttering as the heat coiled at the base of my spine.

My hips jerked erratically as my cock pulsed deep inside her, the first hot ropes of cum flooding her tight channel. "Fuck, I'm cumming—" I growled, pulling out at the last second just as my cock twitched violently against her swollen belly. Thick white streaks splashed across her stomach, some catching the underside of her bouncing tits as she arched against me.

Kim gasped as the first warm splash hit her skin, her fingers instinctively spreading the mess across her belly while her other hand cupped her breast, smearing a glistening stripe over her nipple.

Kim moaned softly as she swirled her tongue around her cum-smeared finger, her dark eyes locked on mine with heavy-lidded hunger. "Damn, daddy... that was hot," she murmured, voice thick as she sucked her fingertip clean with a slow, deliberate pop. A pearl of white clung to her bottom lip before her tongue darted out to catch it.

I watched, transfixed, as her hand slid lower, fingers tracing sticky paths through the mess on her belly before bringing them back to her lips. Her tongue curled around them with obscene wetness, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked my taste from her skin. My cock twitched against her thigh, still half-hard and glistening.

I grabbed my still-thickening cock and guided it toward Kim’s lips, my thumb smearing a bead of cum across her bottom lip before she parted them with a hungry sigh. Her tongue swiped the head in one slow, wet stroke, her dark eyes flicking up to mine as she took me deeper, her cheeks hollowing around my shaft. The heat of her mouth was dizzying—a slick, velvety contrast to the tight clutch of her pussy moments before.

Her fingers curled around the base, twisting in time with the suction of her lips as she worked me back to full hardness, saliva glistening down my length.

Shit, she was making me hard again—her tongue swirling around my swollen head, lips stretched tight as she took me deeper with every slick slide of her mouth.

"Fuck, if you keep that up," I growled, fingers tangling in her hair, "I'm gonna cum down your throat."

Kim moaned around me, the vibration shooting straight to my balls as her hand twisted at my base, her other palm pressing against my stomach like she was holding me in place. Her eyes fluttered shut, lashes dark against her flushed cheeks as she hollowed her cheeks, sucking harder—begging for it without words.

My hips jerked forward involuntarily as the first hot pulse ripped through me, my cock swelling against the tight seal of Kim's lips. "Fuck—goddamn—" The curse tore from my throat as my release hit the back of her throat in thick, shuddering waves. Her nose pressed into my pelvis, throat fluttering wildly as she swallowed around me, the wet, guttural sounds of her gulping filling the room.

Her fingers dug into my thighs, nails leaving crescent moons in my skin as she took every drop, her tongue massaging the underside of my shaft to milk me dry.

Kim’s lips slid off my cock with a wet pop, her tongue dragging lazily along the oversensitive underside before she shifted lower, her breath hot against my tightening balls. I groaned as she nuzzled into the coarse hair at my base, her fingers spreading me wider as she took one heavy sac into her mouth, sucking gently at first, then harder—her cheeks hollowing as she pulled the sensitive skin taut. A ragged curse tore from my throat when her tongue flicked the tight seam beneath, the wet heat of her mouth swallowing me whole as she worked me with obscene, sloppy sounds.

She released my cock and looked at me. Gotta keep my executive boss man happy. As she winked at me.