Big Dick Problem

With her cock, slowly softening, still buried inside of my ass I lay on top of my lover’s soft, sweaty body and cling to her. Her hands softer than feathers strokes my hair and back as she quietly hums and happy, aimless little tune. I don’t lose myself into babbling bliss as I had in the past but I feel the soothing effect of her cum spread from my belly and out through the rest of my body. It eventually reaches my mind. At that point I drift off into an all consuming heaven.

“I love you.” I whisper as I gently kiss and suck at Heather’s warm skin. “I love you. Mmmm. Love youuu.”

She replies not with words but with caressing hands and sweet kisses.

After my long day of practice and Princing…my afterglow drifts seamlessly into a happy dreamland with me still on top, her still inside, and her embracing arms still around me.

***

“Mmmmm.” I let out a soft hum as the morning light rouses me from the best and deepest sleep of my life. Beneath me I feel warm flesh, soft breasts, and heart beating next to mine. Opening my eyes I look up to see Heather staring back at me. I was still on top of her! At some point her cock slipped out but otherwise I was just as I’d been when I fell asleep. My dried load was still between us, gluing us together. “Oh, damn.” I wipe the drool from corner of my mouth then the wet puddle I’d left on her chest. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to sleep on top of you.”

“Sorry?” She whispers and begins teasing at my hair. “Baby, I’ve never slept better.”

Just then I feel something twitch along the crack of my ass. It was Heather’s morning wood! It wasn’t under me, her cock when it got hard had come up over my ass to ‘hug’ me in its own way.

She giggles when she sees my eyes widen. “Morning duty, I’m afraid.”

I smile. “Yes, Ma’am!”

I snatch the lube that still lay beside her. Sitting up, my tacky cum from the night before pulling at our skin and her hard length running up the small of my back as I rise, I squirt some lube into my hand then reach in behind me. At first I go for my bussy until Heather stops me with a little shake of her head.

“Oh, no.” She boops me. “I can’t have my man going to a dangerous job site all silly on a belly full of cum.”

“Good point.” I chuckle.

“You’re hands will do just fine, handsome.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

Staying on top of her I turn around, taking extra care not to accidentally kick her or kneel on her as I moved. Straddling her soft tummy I take a hold of her huge, hard cock and begin to stroke. This being a ‘service’ handjob to help my lover through the day I keep it swift and with a minimum of fuss. Both hands around her schlong I stroke, stroke, stroke with a firm grip and a steady pace. As she lays there enjoying her morning service she busies herself with playing with my butt cheeks and tickling my anus, tittering whenever she made me flinch or pucker. Before too long I could feel her tensing up beneath me and her hips begin to move to my rhythm. Focusing in on her upper half I double my pace until…

“Ohhhhhh.”

She lets out a soft sigh as a massive rope of cum shoots straight into the air. I watch in awe as the top bit of it actually touches the ceiling! Damn she could cum hard! I marvel her nut didn’t take my damn head off the night before. Dutifully and lovingly I continue to stroke Heather to the very last drop. Half of it lands on the covers, the other half on me.

When she was done Heather lets out a happy sigh then pats my bottom. “Thank you, my boy. Now up and at’em.”

“Yes, Ma’am.” I unmount and stand beside the bed, her warm load streaking down my body.

Before rising she notices the little splotch on the ceiling. “Oh my! Was that me?”

I look down at my own erection then up at the dripping goo. “It sure wasn’t me.”

She laughs. “You sure have a way of getting me going. Wow!” Glancing at my boner she says. “Need some help with that?”

“I’m good.” I say. I wasn’t sure yet what I was doing after work today but if it was more ‘princing’ I wanted to fully charged. With half a dozen ladies to look after, maybe even seven if Rebecca joined in, my poor little pecker was gonna be a busy guy! For his sake I needed to pace myself.

With my help Heather sits up then rises. She looks me up and down then grabs me by the shoulders and turns me toward the door. Swatting my bum she says. “Shower.”

With a hoot and a hop I hurry to the washroom. As I shower I can hear Heather enter not long after and soon there comes the deep, loud sound of a morning piss echoing off the tiles. Peeking out with a playful grin I look down at Heather’s big schlong. “I didn’t know you did it standing up.”

“I do when I’m at home.” She pinches my nose and pushes me back behind the curtain. “When I sit I touch the water if I’m not careful.”

“He he he! Heavy is the crown, eh my Queen? Thy scepter does reach unto the moat. Thy knob dost wetten in the porcelain throne.”

“What are you on about?”

“Is that what they call a big dick problem?”

“It’s gonna be your problem if you keep teasing me, scamp.” She chuckles and flushes then washes her hands. “You’re in a mood this morning.”

I giggle. “I think it’s afterglow from last night still. He he he.”

The next thing I knew the curtain was sliding open as she slipped into the shower behind me. Grabbing her soft cock she begins to spank me with it! “How’s this for a big dick problem?”

“Ha ha ha ha ha!”

***

Half an hour later we are clean, dressed and sitting across the table from each other enjoying our breakfast of sausage, eggs, toast and fruit. As always Heather leaves me stuffed.

Soon after I am in my steel-toes, binder under my arm and my safety vest draped over my shoulder, and standing at the door ready to say goodbye. She thrusts my king-sized lunch bag into my hands. By its weight alone I knew it was enough to feed three of me. As I knew she would she gives me one final inspection.

A little smile on her face she smooths my work shirt, adjusts my collar, combs my hair with her fingers, then leans in for parting sniff. Cupping her hand under my chin she gazes into my eyes. “Look at you. My handsome construction man. My strong, workin man. Providing for his family.” My heart skips a beat, my eyes drifting down to her tummy where it was quite possible my baby now grew.

I stand a bit taller, my shoulders back and my chin raised. “For you, I’ll work all day and all night.”

“Oh no.” She smiles. “They can have your days but your nights belong to me.” She pinches my chin lightly. “I’ll miss you, baby.”

I swoon to her gaze and her warm voice. “I will miss you too!”

Patting my cheek softly she says. “I may be a bit late this evening. I’ve got a trio of poets doing a reading at the Hive today. Sometimes these things can run late. Call me at the store if you need anything.”

“The store?”

“If I’m out just leave a message.”

“We have got to get you a cell phone!”

She laughs. “Yes, Lily.”

“I’m just sayin!”

Running a hand down my chest she says. “I suppose I could be convinced. Outside of emails I’m pretty hopeless, though. I don’t even know how to dial a text.”

“Dial a…what?”

“Um…post a facebook?”

I actually face palm as I hold back my laughter. “Uh boy. Just…let me take of it. Okay?”

“Okay.” She smiles.

We each let out a soft sigh, both us already knowing how long this day was going to feel apart. I pull her into me and kiss her deep and hard, a kiss to remember me by, then slip from her arms.

“Have a good day at work.” Her fingers drag across my arm as I pull away, **** to break contact.

“You too.” I say. After a pause where I nearly pull her back into my arms again I instead leave her with a smile then turn and head out the door.