You wake up

I woke up feeling nostalgic, my body aching deliciously. Gio's warm body pressed against me, his warmth seeping into my body, fighting off the chill from the bedroom. Sometime last night Gio had woke me up and got me to change out of the outfit, and put me into one of his large shirts, and we'd both been too tired to fight with the covers, so he just draped himself over me, my smaller body getting immediately warm from his larger body.

I looked up at his sleeping face, entranced by his beauty. He's gorgeous, honestly. Normally I go for white guys, but Gio is bloody beautiful, his dark skin and muscles, his light dusting of hair on his chin, and his very little body hair anywhere made for a very gorgeous man indeed. His chest is to die for, rock hard muscles you can only get from hours of dedication and work, no hair at all, whether on purpose or because he didn't have any. The only hair on his chest was the light dusting of hair at his V line, leading up to his bellybutton.

I felt my stomach growl a little, and sighed. As hungry as I am, I'm unwilling to give up this minute with Gio. I love the feeling of his warm sexy body on top of mine, and I couldn't help but want to feel it forever. I felt his cum still on my thighs a little as he hadn't exactly cleaned me off before I fell asleep, and now it had hardened up, and it felt really gross against my skin, but yet I loved the feel anyway.

I felt Gio shift on top of me, and he buried his face in my neck, his lips brushing my neck so softly I didn't really know if he was a wake, or if he was sleeping while doing it. "Morning," he sighed sleepily.

"Morning, Gio." I said, and then gasped. My voice sounded as foreign to my own ears as my body had become. I hadn't spoken since really late last night and I didn't really remember what I'd said, or even how I sounded last night, but I didn't sound like a guy anymore, really. I sounded like I'd had the manliness fucked out of myself.

"Damn Eri, you sound like you got fucked up the ass really good last night," he commented and I let out a little growl. It's too damn early to be teasing me.

"Shut up Gio! Your dick is like as big as my arm! What'd you expect when you shoved it into me!" I whined out, and he laughed.

He laughed, his laugh making me giggle a little, and blush beneath him. "So are you still covered in cum? I can't remember if I washed you off last night or if I just let you sleep." He said, and I could feel the thong clinging to my dick, all of the sticky come still in them. I was shocked by how much I liked feeling it, but I didn't say that I liked it.

"Yes. I've got your cum in my ass and on my socks. I liked these socks. And all in the front of these..." I started and trailed off, my face bright red from embarrassment. I'd not been embarrassed after the first couple times I came last night, because I'd been too far out of it. Now all the embarrassment of having let him use me however he wanted me was coming back... with a bloody vengeance. When people say that you do the walk of shame after a one night stand, they weren't kidding. I hadn't even gotten the energy to walk yet, but I felt really embarrassed.

"Oh, I really like how after I've seen your sexy little body in every dirty way possible, you still manage to be shy, and subtly innocent after you made me cum in your ass. I can't believe how different I look at you, but it isn't in a bad way. Like before I looked at you as shy, innocent, and gorgeous, but now I also see the sexy nymph I saw last night, and the needy way you pushed your body against mine, and the adorable way you whimpered and moaned as you took my dick deeper in you than anyone's ever managed to get before." He said, and I blushed and buried my face in my hands and hair.

"Shut up." I whined, and he laughed at me, and then nibbled on my ear. "I hate you sometimes." I complained as I felt my d!ck twitch in my pants a little.

He kissed me softly, his lips pressing against mine, making my body burn deliciously again. I love feeling his soft, kissable lips against mine. Something about it made me feel so alive, so cared about, and so loved. It is a wonderful feeling, all around. Gio makes me feel different than anyone ever had before, and even though it hurt like a bitch... even though I cried, I got mad, I lost my virginity, and wasn't one hundred percent sold on the whole idea of having sex with him, I enjoyed it, I loved it, and now I crave it... a lot.

His hips started subtly moving against mine and I let out a startled moan as I felt it. His d!ck was already hard as a rock, and I felt him rubbing against my sticky, cum covered crotch. I let out a little moan and tugged his hair, his lips and teeth making me feel lusty... needy... and oh so ready to go again.

All the sudden my stomach growled, and Gio busted out laughing and I blushed brightly. "Okay, let's get you fed, babe, before you turn into a bear and eat Me." he said, and I giggled a little.

"The only thing I want to eat is your huge dick, and what comes out of it." I said teasingly, and he laughed a little at me.

"If you eat like a good little slut, maybe you'll get another taste... but I have you another outfit, so you have to wear it to get another taste. This time, maybe you'll suck me until I cum down your throat, and then your cute little tummy will be full, baby." He said, and I moaned quietly, loving the way his words made me feel.

"I love you, Gio." I whispered softly, shocking us both, he smiled a little and kissed my lips softly, then pulled off of me.

"I love you too, Eri. Now, get up, go get washed. When you get out, there'll be another outfit on the counter. Put it on before you come down, and then you'll get some food." He said, and I nodded shyly, not needing to be told more than once what to do.

Oh how I really do love losing bets to Gio.