The Blowie Before Breakfast

The first rays of sunlight that crack through the small space between the blinds are always perfectly placed to land right over your eyes. It is quite effective at waking you up in the morning. Sometimes a little TOO effective, since there are days where sunrise is just a bit before your alarm clock goes off.

Like today.

You grumble unintelligibly as consciousness returns to your brain and slowly rouses the rest of the senses in your body. The warmth of Amelia's back is the first thing you notice, the two of you having shifted in your sleep enough that you are now spooning together. Your arms are still wrapped around her, though now they surround her waist, still letting you keep a tight grip upon her.

Her snoring stopped as some point but you can still hear her taking in and letting out the slow, soft breaths of one who is slumbering peacefully. She unconsciously wriggles against you, humming in her sleep as her body attempts to remain as close to yours as it can.

Opening your eyes, you wait for a moment for the post-sleep bleariness to fade before looking down to see the top of Amelia's head and giving it a quick kiss before nuzzling your nose in her hair. She hums again, but does not wake up. This only encourages you to keep kissing, starting to trail down to the side of her neck and her shoulders as one of your hands around her waist slides upwards to start lazily playing with one of her pert nipples.

Her hums quickly turn into soft moans of pleasure and the stimulation is enough to cause her to start the process of awakening as well. She slowly opens her eyes and looks down at your breast fondling hand before tilting her head in the direction opposite of where your lips meet where her shoulder and neck meet, giving you easier access to her throat as you start kissing upwards again.

"Mornin', Stud," she whispers.

"Morning," you say in-between pecks, "Sleep well?"

"Mmm-hmmm," Amelia confirms before she raises a hand of her own to guide the one you have at her tit a little higher to feel her steady, calm heartbeat, "Liam ever come back?"

Curious as to the sudden change in subject, you look over and see your roommate's bed is surprisingly undisturbed. "Nope," you say, "Must have spent the night with Keira after all."

"Good," she says, suddenly reaching up and throwing the covers off the both of you, "Means I don't gotta be quiet."

Amelia turns around in your arms, looking at you with a smirk and mischievous glint in her eyes. "After all, I do believe a dick was promised a sucking in the morning."

You smirk back, rolling over so Amelia is on top of you as you give her a deep kiss that she eagerly returns. As your tongues duel, Amelia's hands slide down your chest, taking a moment to tease your nipples with her thumbs before going down further, past your stomach, and diving under your pants and underwear to grip your already erect cock.

Amelia slowly starts to jack you off, her thumb brushing over the head of your manhood as your mouths part for you both to take a breath. She eagerly laps at the sting of drool that connects her lips to yours as she purrs, "So hard already. You must have been dreaming about this."

Before you can either confirm or deny the claim, Amelia leans back in to place her tongue against your chin and starts to drag it down your body. Down the middle of your neck, over your Adam's apple, tracing the shape of your collar bone, making a brief pair of detours to kiss, suckle, and nibble your nipples before trailing through the valley of your solar plexus. When she reaches your stomach, she laps at your belly button while pulling your lower garments down to your knees, letting your aching dick finally pop free.

Amelia lets out a pleased hum as she reaches her destination, starting with a light kiss to the tip of your crown before leaving a series of pecks along the underside of the shaft and culminating with a reverent smooch for each of your testicles. She then extends her tongue to lick your balls and sack, making sure to get every nook and cranny before dragging her tongue back up your rod. She makes an audible slurping noise as she returns to the head of your manhood, taking it gently between her lips and rolling her eyes up to look at you as she holds there, letting her drool drip down to start coating the rest of your length.

Then, with no further preamble, she swallows you to the root.

You groan loudly as your hands dart down to press on the back of her head, your hips reflexively bucking in an attempt to thrust even further down your lover's gullet. Amelia makes a gurgling, **** noise in response but still keeps you deep in her throat. The clench and throb of her gag reflex milks your manhood to the point that you almost blow your load instantly, but somehow you find the willpower to hold on long enough for Amelia to start bobbing her head up and down.

She is relentless, pulling up until just the head of your cock dangles in her mouth and then gulping her way all the way back down, her tongue playing against the tip and teasing the slit on her upwards motion and rubbing frantically against the underside on her downward one. You grit her teeth, your fingers running through her hair as Amelia's mastery of oral sex brings you to the very edge.

Something inside you snaps, not yet your release but a primal urge for control surges to the forefront as your fingers move from stroking her hair to gripping it and Amelia pauses in response. Her attention having fully returned to your dick at some point, she rolls her eyes up at you again and smiles as much as she can around her mouthful before giving a very slight nod of consent.

With her acceptance confirmed, you begin to thrust, using your grip to keep her head still as the blowjob turns into a full-on face fucking.

"*GLUUUUUG*! *GLUUUUCK*! *GLUUUUUUUUUCK*!" are the wet sounds she makes as your rapidly tightening balls slap against her chin until, finally, you can take no more and hilt yourself a final time as your cock throbs and you begin firing a torrent of semen that she loudly gulps down with each spurt.

Once you are certain every drop that you had stored up during the night has been poured down Amelia's throat, you let go of her head so that she can slowly, inch by inch, slide her lips back up again until your spent rod flops free with an audible popping of her mouth. She then holds that mouth open wide for a second, extending her tongue to show you that she swallowed every last bit of your load.

"I'm glad you're a woman who keeps her promises," you remark as you ruffle her hair and she slides up to a seated position on top of you, the soft feel of her sweat pants rubbing against your crotch ensuring you will quickly get hard again once your refractory period is over.

"Especially for you, Stud," she purrs, "And I know one shot's never enough for yo--"

At that moment, your alarm catches up with the sunrise and both of you jump slightly before turning your heads to look at it. Amelia's eyes widen. "Oh shit!" she exclaims before scrambling off you and looking around on the floor for her top, "Is that the time?! Fuck!"

You blink, the sudden lack of womanly warmth against you making your body involuntarily shiver. "Everything okay?" you ask as you shut off the alarm, pull up your pants, and get up as well.

Amelia finds the shirt you had originally been planning to sleep in first and pulls it on. Her figure is a bit leaner than yours, so it hangs off her shoulders loosely. It is enough to keep her modesty, but only just barely enough. "Yeah," she says, "Just forgot I have an early morning class today I can't really afford to skip, so I gotta get back to my room and get ready! Sorry but I'm gonna have to give a rain check on that second shot!"

You smile wryly, kissing her on the forehead. "Sure."

She smiles back, tugging on the collar of your/now her shirt to give you one more flash of her tits before she turns and bolts out the door.

You sigh and look around the room. With Liam gone and Tara still asleep (you almost envy how effortlessly she can stay that way through any noise around her) it looks like you have some time for yourself. You have your own classes to prepare for but there are two things you should probably take care of first.

You are feeling a little sticky from sweat and Amelia's saliva at the moment, so you could head for the showers and then go for breakfast, feeling clean before you eat. Then again, given how hard the first pangs of hunger are already nibbling at your stomach, you could go grab a quick breakfast first and then be able to take your time showering since you would not be rushing to get to the food (and Tara still being asleep means you'd get all your breakfast sausage to yourself today).