Morning #1

I wake up the next morning to the abrupt noise of her alarm, her body quickly moving to turn it off. She slid her feet off the bed, sitting up and letting me hang over the side dangling between her thighs. With a yawn and a sigh, she stood up and walked to her bathroom, sitting down on the toilet. I instantly felt her hot piss slam into my cock, making me realize now was the best time to go to the bathroom myself. Finished, she stood up and flushed the toilet, turning on the water in the shower. I started to get nervous, wondering if she was going to take a shower with me strapped to her, visions of me drowning as water collected between her breasts and my body. She quickly answered my thoughts, undoing my straps and drapping me over a towel rack. I got sexual excited, feeling very much like the article of clothing I wanted to feel like when I brought up the idea of this whole experience to her. Hanging there, I watched her take a shower, the suds running down her body as she cleaned herself. Finished, she turned off the water and stepped out of the tub, wrapping a towel around herself, grabbing me before walking out of the bathroom. She tosses me onto her bed, my face landing near the edge facing up as I continue to watch, enjoy the fresh air I was available to. Clothes started to fall onto the bed around me as she picked out her outfit for the day before she walked over to the bed and turned around. Hovering over my face was a glorious sight, it was like she was teasing me. Her knees bent and her ass came slamming down, spreading around my head as her ass swallowed my face. I was in heaven, though I couldn't breathe, I felt more and more like clothing. She lifted a leg up in the air, oxygen rushing to my face as she slid a foot into a pair of panties. She switched legs, grinding my head under her ass while doing so. I was wondering how she was going to place me when she suddenly cussed, pulling her panties back down and standing back up. She turned around and grabbed me, flipping me around so my legs were hanging over the side. I couldn't help but have an erection as she towered over me, her hands grasping her ass cheeks and pulling them apart before sitting down, her asscheeks swallowing my body between them. She jumped a little as my cock pushed against her asshole, though it made me scared for fear she would snap it in half with her weight. I didn't have to fear though, her asshole slowly opening with the poking and prodding my cock was doing, slowly swallowing it inside her. I felt her start strapping my legs to hers, a strap going underneath my arm pits. I felt her pull up her panties and stand up, her asscheeks closing around my body so only my legs and upper body were sticking out. As she moved, her ass cheeks jiggled all around me, flexing with each step. I watch as she clasped her bra around her back as I wondered what she was going to wear. I knew she always spent the mornings around her home and then went out on the town later in the day, so I didn't have a clue what she was going to put on. I felt stretchy fabric slide over my legs and realize she was putting on yoga pants, suddenly fearful due to the fact she only wore yoga pants doing yoga. As the leggings were pulled over me, everything got tighter as a loose shirt slid over my upper body. She walked some more, my vision hindered by her shirt and my face getting pressed against her back. My cock on the other hand was buried deep inside her asshole, Everytime she bent over, her ass slammed back into me and my cock sliding deeper inside her before she stood up and making it slide back out. It felt like we were having anal sex and I guess we kind of were. I hear her yoga mat slam down onto the floor before suddenly she bent at a weird angle and it felt I was going to be snapped in half. Oh hell, this was going to be torcher as she clenched her asscheeks around me and held the pose.