When the morning comes

Author's note: So the last chapter ended up being way longer than I expected! That was even after I cut it in two parts. Even as the writer, I'm surprised at how the story turns out sometimes, or the actions my characters take. Once you start writing, they often run off with a life of their own.

That aside, so far we've gone through John's first day of having these new powers! I'm calling them powers for ease of reference, because let's be real, the world has changed around John Doe to make him the central figure of importance and power for the story, and John is aware of these changes and taking advantage of them for his own benefits. You could say it's a world changed around him, or you could say he's got powers.

So far, I've written John in as a character who isn't just some horny main character who thinks only with his dick and has no emotions. I wanted him to have at least some complexity and feelings, although he will absolutely still go around shagging and mistreating every gay girl he meets, don't worry on that front. Hopefully my idea comes across alright, hopefully some folks enjoy it enough to stay and keep reading. I am writing this story very much for myself, as it's basically a case of "I'll do it myself" since I struggle finding the sort of erotica I would want to jerk off to, but if you folks want to leave comments, do feel free. I will be pointedly ignoring comments that tell me how to write or run the story. Feel free to post your own story threads if you want things to go differently. Constructive criticism, votes for ideas, or speculation on the other hand are all welcome to be discussed!

Hopefully thus far, I've gotten some interest for how I write. I am somewhat surprised at how many people have noticed my work, despite it being a buried thread on such a sprawling mess of a story. Welcome, if you're reading this far, and I hope you enjoy what I write!

Now, on to Day 2. John's first Monday in this new world.

You woke up feeling sore and stiff all over, which would make a lot of sense, given that yesterday's apartment cleaning and sex were the most exerting things you'd done in months. It was only reasonable that your body would be complaining about the **** you were putting it through in the name of sex.

The other pertinent sensation you were feeling, however, was the unexpected and strong sensation of suction on your morning wood.

Lifting the covers, you found Bianca bobbing her head on your morning hard-on with a grimace on her face. "Just...what are you doing?" you asked her, bewildered.

She lifted herself off your cock with a popping of her lips. "You suggested I wake you up like this," she said accusingly. You must have looked absolutely confused, because she rolled her eyes and muttered something that sounded like a curse at men everywhere.

"Last night before we went to sleep, I asked you how exactly I should wake you up in the morning," Bianca explained. "I meant it as, what would be an effective way to wake you up and not have you pissed off at me, but you apparently took it as an opportunity to make me swallow your dick some more because you suggested, and I quote: 'you could just suck my dick until I wake up,'" Her face practically radiated annoyance at you.

You couldn't help it, you burst into laughter at her expression, which of course just made Bianca huff and cross her arms.

Eventually, you calm down and apologise to her. "I'm sorry, I must have been really tired because I don't remember saying anything to you. I, uh, hope you haven't been at that for long?" you ask her. Unfortunately, that seems to rile her right up again.

"LONG?" she squawked. "Oh no, not at all! I've only been doing my best to blow you for half an hour under the sheets here!" she said, throwing a hand back at your covers, which just made you burst out into another fit of laughter.

Finally, you both settled down and you told her that she could give the cock sucking a rest. As much as you loved the feeling, you didn't feel quite ready to get it on so early in the morning. Speaking of the time, you looked to the side and saw that it was actually only seven. You did a bit of mental calculation. If Bianca said she had been sucking you off for over half an hour, that would mean she'd been at it almost since sometime around dawn.

You give her a sideways glance and casually mention the time. "Wow, it's early in the morning! You must have worked really hard to wake me up." Bianca looking away from you was an answer of sorts in itself. You laugh again but give her a pat on the head and a casual grope of her chest for good measure before stiffly sliding off the side to get out of bed. Bianca for her part tried to smack away your hand from her head, but made a much more feeble attempt to keep your wandering hand from her chest.

You assessed yourself as you stood up from bed. You felt pretty well rested, soreness aside. It was early enough in the morning, you would have no problems getting to work. However, now that Bianca was apparently your personal live-in lesbian slut to use, you would need to figure out how things would work with her around. That put a thoughtful look on your face.

"Come on," you tell her, and Bianca looks up at you questioningly. "I'm pretty sure you could do with a bathroom and some breakfast, then we need to talk about what I'm going to do with you."

"Oh great, I was worried you'd just insist I be your cocksleeve all the time no matter where you went," Bianca retorted back at you, but there wasn't too much serious bite behind the words, and she got up and followed you pretty willingly. However, she was a little upset when you led her to the bathroom and told her that she would get no privacy unless you decided to do so.

You went through your own morning routine while Bianca showered, leaving out an extra pair of toiletries for Bianca whenever she got out. Then it was breakfast time. You didn't really have much in the fridge, so you just decided to pour out some cereal that you found in a cupboard along with milk. You nearly put the cereal away when Bianca closed the bathroom door and you remembered to pour out an extra serving for her.

Once Bianca walked out into the open living space, you noticed she still wasn't wearing any clothes and your cock began to twitch. Belatedly, you realized that you hadn't told her she could get dressed as part of her punishment and you sighed as you accepted that this was probably on you. However, looking at Bianca you decided that the temptation was too strong and you would just have to use her to get off, like you'd originally intended.

Pulling Bianca over to you, you pushed her by the shoulders to get to her knees on the ground. "I'm sorry, I got breakfast for you here, but I guess I am just horny and you're a lesbian slut that's supposed to service me as your apology to me after all." Bianca rolled her eyes, but acquiesced and got to her knees under the table to blow you while you ate your cereal.

"I can't believe you're making a lesbian your fucking morning cocksleeve while you eat breakfast," Bianca muttered up to you, which just made you grin and push her head towards your cock to shut her up. She got the message and started off by putting her mouth on your member first, wetting it fairly well, before bringing her hands to stroke you off with firm pumps, then going back to using her mouth on you and alternating with her hands and then her mouth. You groan appreciatively as she worked on you while you ate. It was nowhere as good as it had felt while thrusting into her pussy last night, but you could already tell she was improving.

The blowjob might not have been the best in the world, but you enjoyed the thought that you were making a lesbian who had never even kissed a man before last night do it on you was pretty hot. You occasionally would nudge her to go a little faster or harder on you, but you consciously avoided grabbing her head and forcing her down like you did yesterday. Instead, you made yourself sit through her entire effort and just enjoy it while you ate.

Eventually, you groaned as you came into her mouth. Now, you did hold her by the back of her head while you came into her throat, and Bianca slapped your thigh in protest while you did, but she slowed down eventually and just let you use her throat to cum and get yourself off. When you were done, you let go of her head and she got up from under the table to sit down next to you.

"Yuck," she muttered. "Thanks for ruining my appetite for breakfast." You chuckle at that remark, realising that you had indeed stained her taste buds before she'd even had breakfast yet. Bianca picked at her cereal for a while but slowly started eating it, small spoons at a time.

"I'm guessing that's going to become a regular thing then for us?" she asked you without turning to meet your eyes. She sounded resigned to her fate of doing it, but if you were being honest, even though her blowjob wasn't the best you would still take it every morning because of how hot it was. You answered yes to her. Bianca just sighed and nodded, as if she had ****.