What a Life

My day starts with a soft, blissful moan. My throat was still a bit raw from Rebecca’s face fuck, my balls still hummed after being emptied three times before I finally succumbed to exhaustion and I was moist with sweat as I had Heather’s hot, naked, **** body draped across me. Trying not to rouse her I stretch my arm out to turn off my alarm. The motion was enough to stir my lover though not quite wake her. Heather rolls off my shoulder to flop from her side onto her back, taking most of the covers with her. Not that they were covering her as the were pinned under her far hip no good for either of us. I welcomed the cool air however and the sight of Heather’s naked flesh, still stained with her own cum and precum from the night before, was a awe-inspiring vision better than any sunrise.

Free from Heather’s weight I stretch then sit up and rub my faced. I was about to get out of bed to start my day…until I remembered my day only properly started by servicing my woman. With blanket consent granted I might as well get it out of the way early, is what I told myself though I knew the real motivation was far more selfish. Still groggy I turn and gently scoop up Heather’s warm, heavy flaccid cock in my hand. I adored how it felt when limp. Still big, bigger than me at my best, but all soft and squishy and wonderful. There was something so intimate about handling her soft penis that just made me happy.

“I love you.” I whisper then hunch down to wrap my lips around her shaft. “Mmmm.”

“…hahmmm…” Without even fully gaining consciousness Heather begins to pet my pillow tousled hair while I tenderly chew her spongy flesh with my lips and swipe my tongue. I pull lightly up toward her tip then open wide to gobble her back up again, her swelling flesh stretching and bending to my efforts. The salty taste of sleep sweat and the aroma of her musk fill my senses as I continue to suck her to her hardness. My eyes never leave her beautiful sleeping face and I am treated by the sight of watching her slowly surface to the pleasures of my mouth. Softly she moans and gently writhes until at last her eyes flutter open. For a moment she just stares at the ceiling and lets out a happy sigh then looks down into my eyes. I pause at the top of my stroke, just her big knob of her now fully erect cock in my mouth, so I can give her a good morning bat of my eyes. “Well.” She whispers. “Isn’t this a lovely way to start the day.”

Combing her fingers through my hair Heather lays perfectly relaxed while enjoying my oral worship. I move to straddle her near leg while never letting her go. Holding her shaft in both hands I slowly stroke it while suckling on her tip, my tongue lapping at the hole. The room is silent except for the quiet sucks and smacks that escape my wet, working lips. I continue to watch the slow build of my Queen as her lips part to breath deeper and quicker, her eyes glaze with pleasure, her nipples firm and her cheeks blush. Before long I can feel her body tensing.

“Oh Elliot!” With a whisper her eyes roll back and her big cock throbs in my hands.

Popping off her knob I take the full brunt of her first jizzy wad across my forehead and nose. Smiling like the cum obsessed fool that I am I giggle ebulliently as I milk out Heather hot, sticky bukkake all over my beaming face while Heather shudders beneath me.

When it was all over she lets out a gasp. “What a mess!”

“Figured I had to shower anyway.” I titter, struggling to look at her through stinging eyes.

She laughs. “Boys! Didn’t I say you were messy.”

“Guilt as charged.” I lick my cummy lips.

With foot she pets my hair then plants it on my shoulder and pushes me back. “Go get cleaned up and let me see that handsome face of yours.”

“He he he!” Wearing my mask of Heather’s spunk I stagger half blind to the washroom.

After a piss, shower, shave and affirmations I am feeling invigorated for the day. The fresh dose of honey pumping through my veins sure didn’t hinder my mood either. As was routine now Heather and I enjoy a too big breakfast before she gives me my too big packed lunch before at last giving me her final check over at the door. As always she straightens my safety vest, fusses with my hair, and pinches my collars before rubbing her hands down my arms.

“So handsome.” She smiles, looking absolutely radiant in her simple white blouse and gray checkered skirt combination.

My hand resting on her tummy I step for a long and lingering kiss. The hand was there because after last night there was no doubt anymore, we weren’t just fooling around and were full-on trying for a baby now. The lips lingered because we both knew how interminable the hours would become as we were apart and we wanted to leave each other with a memory that would last. After the kiss we delay a bit longer as she nuzzles my neck for a long sniff. After another gaze I nod and head out the door to walk to work.

The day was gray but not yet raining as I stroll down the quiet early morning streets. Along the way I pull out my phone to find waiting messages. I smile for the dozenth time this morning. In my old life my phone generally sat quiet for days at a time outside the odd message from my then girlfriend, generally reminding me of something I was supposed to do or failed to do. What I find is a message from Jenny about trying to organize an extra practice tomorrow as our game was on Thursday, a super cute hugging gif from Mia, a dirty joke from Julie and, from a new number which turned out to be Roger, a text with perfect punctuation and capitalization informing me that my car was in the shop. In a follow up text Roger explains that Rebecca had insisted on buying me a car but he had talked to her down to just fixing up the one I had. I had to laugh. Roger was playing peacemaker. He knew that Heather would not take kindly to such a lavish gift to her man from her sister but he also knew his woman would not be satisfied in handing such a shit box back to the family Prince. To make sure I wasn’t left stranded he included a gift code for Uber. Just like me Roger was trying to help us all be one harmonious whole. Another reminder that we worker bees had our uses beyond smelling good and fucking good.

Looking at the time I realize that Lily would have gotten off of work just a few minutes ago and so I ring her up to talk while I walk.

“Elliot?” Lily’s weary voice answers. “Something wrong? Mom okay?”

“Yes she’s okay.” I say. “Geez, I was just calling to see how your shift went.”

“Oh. Well, thanks.” She sighs. “Sorry. I’m still getting used this whole thing.”

“How ya doin, Lily?” I ask, my voice softening with concern as I note the fatigue in her tone.

“Twelve hours without a break working Emergency.” She says. “I’m exhausted, Elliot. Truly exhausted. I’m going home, having a glass of wine, then RIP until it all starts over again tonight.”

“Aw, sorry to hear it.” I say. “I was gonna ask about…well, Ellie. But if you’re that worn down I’ll let you rest.”

“What about Ellie?” She asks, a sudden spark in her voice.

“Well, we talked about maybe a…ahem…girl’s night. I don’t have plans tonight and…I don’t know.”

She laughs. “Better late than never.”

“Huh?”

“You left me for last. Don’t think I didn’t notice. I know you were my aunt last night.” She teases. “What? Are you going down the list by dick size or something, oh Princely one?”

“Lily!” I protest. “I was…saving the best for last.”

“Ha ha ha!” She chuckles. “You suck!”

“If you play your cards right.”

“Ha ha ha!”

My grin widens. It felt so good to hear that laughter and make Lily forget about her tiredness at least for a little. “Hey, we had some fun.”

“An appetizer only. Everybody else has had the main course. Even Bri! Now I’m catching the scraps.”

“Lily!”

“I’m messing with you.” She lets out a long breath and says. “If you’re serious I can move some things around. I’ve got another doctor that owes me. I could my push my shift to start as late as midnight tonight. If I can catch some Z’s right now you’ll actually have me half awake too. That should give us a few hours to unleash Ellie. I won’t be able to drink much but I’m sure we can still have fun.”

“Well…let’s do it!”

“Call me after dinner. We’ll make it happen.” She says, before her voice softens. “Elliot, thanks for…indulging me. I understand my needs are different.”

“I think it’s me whose in for a treat, Lily. Ellie is just screaming to step out.” I assure her. “I’m really looking forward to this.”

“You’re too good at this. You shouldn’t be this good already.”

“What can I say?” I chuckle. “Your Mom has an eye for quality. Nothing but the best here.”

“Oh brother.” She groans. “Just call me when you’re ready, huh?”

“I will Lily.” I say. “Sleep well.”

I pocket my phone just as I’m turning the last corner and can see the work site up ahead. It would be steel-toes all day and high-heels tonight…what a life I lived!