The morning after

Your dick is fully awake before you are, painfully engorged and tenting your sheets as you begin to stir from your slumber. You finally drifted off to sleep while still fantasizing about the night you had with Mrs. Allen and that has crept its way into your dreams. At this moment, you're on top of Mrs. Allen, pinning her knees to her chest, folding her in half and brutally slamming into her over and over again. Still not entirely up, you're at that in-between stage of dreams where you have some control over what's happening and you imagine Mr. Allen in the room, obediently sitting in a chair, stroking himself while watching, and listening to his wife as she tells you how big your cock feels and begs you to fill her pussy with your cum. You try to hold onto that image as you gradually wake from your slumber and reflexively reach between your legs. Eyes still closed, your hand finds your thick shaft and you begin rapidly pumping your cock to the fantasy of giving Mrs. Allen a creampie in front of her cucked husband.

Nearly fully awake now, you feel around your head with your free hand until it finds what it is you're searching for, Mrs. Allen's thong. You fell asleep with it pressed against your nose, wanting her scent to be the last thing you smelled before falling asleep and now you plan on shooting your load into it. You take one more huff of the material before wrapping the sheer material around your dick and resume your frantic pace. "Fuck Mrs. Allen! God your pussy feels so good!" you moan out as you feel your balls begin to tighten, letting you know your release is near. "Oh Mrs. Allen! Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna fill your dirty MILF pussy with my cum!" you say to the fleeting image in your head. Tossing your sheets off, you pick up your pace then let out a guttural moan as you explode, releasing rope after rope of cum into the crotch of the fabric.

After milking the last drop of cum from your dick, you lie limp on your bed, arms and legs splayed out, only partly satisfied, but more disappointed that the dream wasn't reality. You knew last night that you wanted to keep fucking Mrs. Allen, but you're worried that she may have second thoughts after having a night to sleep on it. Knowing there's really nothing you can do about it, you decide it's time to get up and you reach for the box of tissues on your nightstand to clean yourself off before climbing out of bed to start your day.

In your bathroom, you take the time to enjoy your first piss of the morning, while thinking to yourself that there are few things in life as satisfying as this. Once finished, you put on some clothes then grab your phone and see that, during your piss, you missed a message from Mrs. Allen!