A morning blow

"Use your mouth." She knows what I mean.

She rolls and kneels beside me, pulling the blanket back to reveal my cock. I stretch as she takes the shaft in her hand, and bring my hand to rest on her ass. She flips her hair to one side and kisses the tip of my cock, first lightly, then deeper and deeper, finally taking the whole head between her lips. Her tongue circles the head as her hands caress the shaft.

She knows this cock like her own, and she caresses in time with its gentle pulsing. She groans slightly, and the vibration tingles through the length of my cock. Slowly she starts inching her lips down, then back up, as she brings me closer to a climax. We always have a clean finish - she'll swallow the cum and lick me clean - so I relax and enjoy the ride. Soon I start to buck and she begins to hum, bringing me to the edge. She puts a hand on my hips as I run over the edge, and retreats until she holds only the spurting tip of our cock in her mouth. Her lips move as she swallows, teasing another spurt out, and she keeps the cock warm and safe as it begins to soften, then cleans it quickly as she sits back up.

He whispers, "use your mouth," but I already know from his eyes on my lips and the twitching of his cock. Sitting up slightly, I kneel beside him and push the blanket aside, uncovering his legs and, hovering above, his dick. His hand pulls gently on my ass, as if to urge me forward, and I lean down to the bobbing cock-head, wetting and pursing my lips to slide firmly around him, just as my pussy has so many times. As my lips pass the ridge, I stroke him with my tongue, sliding from side to side as I take more and more of his veiny girth. At every stroke, the dick in my mouth pulses back, building a steady rhythm, and I sigh in satisfaction.

As I take more of him into my mouth, now elongating to take his length and nestle the cockhead firmly against my throat, his hips begin to buck in rhythm. A quiet hum, and his breath catches as he reaches the edge of his orgasm. I retreat to encircle the cockhead, ever-so-gently stroking the wet shaft with my hand as it throbs, and licking each burst of cum from his opening.

The throbs subside and I slide my tongue over his length, washing him clean, then sit up without removing my gaze from him.