Morning cums early.

You wake early to find yourself alone in the bed. When you wander out into the living room, you see Amber standing at the window wearing nothing but the earrings you bought her yesterday. She throws you a sultry look over her shoulder. “I didn’t want to wake you,” she purrs, “but I’m so horny I’ve been standing here fingering myself . . . I was just about ready to go in and jump you, asleep or not.”

“That’s a lovely image,” you say, smiling. “Why at the window?”

“Well,” she replies, “I know no one can see me—we’re too high up, and I think the windows are coated on the outside—but it’s exciting to have that view; it makes me feel a little naughty.”

“Would you like to feel even naughtier?” you ask in a low voice. Amber licks her lips and rubs her clit as she stares at your throbbingly-erect prick.

“What do you have in mind?” Her voice is throaty, with a shiver of anticipation running through it.

You move in behind her and your hand joins hers in her twat. Amber shivers, and you say, “Put your hands on the window.” She complies, arching her back and thrusting her tits out. You press her forward, pushing her tits into the window; she gasps at the contact. You guide your steel rod into her cunt, then drive it home, tweaking her clit with your fingers as you do so.

“Fuck me, baby,” she moans. “Such a slut . . . fucking against a window . . . slut for you . . . only you, lover . . .”

You thrust into Amber, playing with her clit as you go; she works her hips in time with you, bucking against you and wiggling her ass a little. Her breasts squeak against the window as you pump her cunt, driving you wild. “Such a tight pussy,” you murmur in her ear as you drill her molten core. “Such a sexy body. . . . Such a wonderful lover . . .”

Amber moans, then whispers, “Love the way . . . fuck my tight little pussy . . . feel so fucking good in me, baby . . . my big stud . . . big sexy fuckpole . . . so fucking good . . .”

It isn’t long before you can feel your balls about to erupt. “I’m cumming, baby,” you whisper.

“Cum in me, lover,” Amber whispers back. “Give me all of it . . . make me yours . . . give me everything . . . everything, baby . . .” You release, and your cum fountains into her hungry cunt. “So good,” she moans. “Feel your hot cum painting my pussy . . . splashing against my pussy walls . . . almost there . . . keep fucking me . . . keep fucking MEEE!” Her voice rises to a scream and her cunt seizes your cock like a silken vise. You hold yourself deep in her, bucking into her involuntarily as your post-climax nerves overload from the sensation.

Once she cums off her orgasm and her body unkinks, you pull out. You note with pleasure the thick ropes of cum sliding out of her honeypot and down her thighs, then grab a handful of tissue. “We’d better clean up before we mess up the carpet,” you say with a grin.

“And then, I think, a shower,” she responds, then adds with a smoky look, “Care to join me?”