Morning Duty

The transition from sleep to semi-conscious is unlike any I’d felt before. It was like slipping from being afloat in a warm, tranquil pool and drifting straight into the coziest cocoon ever. Heather’s unique aroma and the sensation of being pressed against her soft, voluptuous body was the very first thing I became conscious of. Before I had even gotten my bearings as to where or what was happening I am being kissed on the top of my head.

“Mmmmmm.” My first act of the day is to smile and snuggle in tighter to my lover.

“I love youuuu.” Heather’s warm breath caresses my ear as her fingers tease through my hair.

“Mmmmmm.” My smile grows.

“Did I wake you, my love?”

“Mmm.” I shake my head.

“Oh, good.” She says as her fingers and thumb finds my ear to begin lightly playing with it. “Baby?”

“Mmm?”

“I don’t mean to bother you, but…” She kisses me again. “…my appetites need attending to.”

“Hm?” I go to lift my head but she holds it to her shoulder.

“Shhh.” Another kiss. “Remember I talked about my appetites? Well…my morning wood needs…relief. I need my man, baby.”

Gently, oh so gently, Heather pushes my head downward. Still half asleep I move without resistance to her guidance. My face slides down her big boob then beneath the covers then down onto her wonderfully squishy belly. The pressure behind my head stops the moment my lips touch the fat tip of Heather’s enormous cock.

“Mlemmm.” I mewl groggily and, as if on autopilot, my mouth opens wide and I wrap my lips around her knob. “Hmmmmm.” I coo happily as I give in to the instinct to suckle. “Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm.”

“Ohhhhhhh!” Heather was already relaxed but as I suck her muscles go entirely loose except for those in her left hand which stroked the small of my back and tickled my bum. “Gooood boyyyyy.”

“Hrmmm.” My cheek sunk into Heather’s tummy, softer and warmer than any pillow I’d ever felt, I am almost drifting off again as I give my lady a snoozy blowjob. “Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm.” Floating in a lovely sort of in between haze between slumber and awake I suck and suck and suck. Still caressing my tush Heather’s other hand finds my head to once again play with my hair. God how I loved the way she touched me. Curling in as close to her as I could, making sure to claim every inch of skin to skin contact that was possible, I find her big plums. Lovingly and tenderly I squeeze and massage and juggle them between my fingers. “Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm.”

“Ohhh, my darling man. Just like that. You’re doing so good.”

“Hmmmm!” My mouth was open wide to accommodate her girth but with the honey flowing I barely even feel the strain on my jaw. “Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm.” I coo and hum in blissful peace in the warm, muggy darkness beneath the covers. Yeah, it was a bit stuffy but the air was filled with the smell of balls and pussy. Heaven! “Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm.”

In the drowsy reverie I don’t have a clue how long I end up giving my lover head. I may have fallen asleep sucking as the seem to miss the moment of climax and the next thing I knew I was swallowing another hefty load of my Mistress’s hot, salty cum.

“Mmm!” My voice rises as the sudden mouthful and, again as if guided by instinct alone, I gulp down my jizzy breakfast like the good boy I am. “Glp! Glp! Glp!”

“Ohhhhhhhhh.” Heather lets out a long, breathy sigh while petting my head and filling my belly in great creamy wads. “Yessssss!”

“Glp, glp, glp, glp.”

I suck Heather down to the dregs and even a few minutes beyond before she carefully pulls me away and up out of the blankets. Laying me beside her she kisses my cheek and whispers. “Thank youuuuu.”

“Mmmmm.” I smile a proud and happy smile.

With a soft, loving laugh she kisses me again then tucks me up tight before slipping out of the bed.

***

“Mrmm.” I stretch and blink my groggy eyes awake. Where it had been dim suddenly full sunlight was streaming into the room around the closed curtains. I must have nodded off again. For a moment I wasn’t sure if that early morning BJ had been dream or reality but the salty aftertaste still lingering in my mouth answers that right away. Staring up at the ceiling I let out a laugh. Was I going to be responsible for Heather’s morning wood everyday? I sure hoped so! As I lay there other things begin to come back to me. Heather’s warm body, her soft touch, and her whispered words. And then burbling up come the memories of last night. I finally shake my head in disbelief and whisper. “Elliot, you lucky son of a gun.”

Out in the kitchen I can hear the clink of pan and utensil. The air swims with the succulent aroma of bacon. Despite having been fed just a short time ago my belly grumbles at the smell. Man cannot live on cum alone!

I slip into some undies and stroll from the room to find Heather hard at work over the stove. She was already dressed in a pastel yellow t-shirt and green pattered skirt but the shape of her wide, curvy hips alone is nearly enough to tent my underwear. When she turns and smiles I swear my heart nearly bursts from my chest to go to the one it loved.

“Good morning, handsome!” She says in a bright, chipper voice.

“Good morning.” I smile.

As I approach she turns to take a hug and kiss. My arms resting on her hips and my hands around her back I hold her close as we stand and stare and smile like the couple of lovestruck fools we were.

“How’s my big man today?”

“Any better and I’d have to be in heaven with the angels.”

“Don’t even joke about that.” She boops my nose. “You’re staying here until I say so.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Silly boy.”

“What’s all this?” I ask when I can finally tear my eyes away from her to look at all she had spread across the counters.

Sliding her hands up and down and across my chest she says. “The bacon and eggs and hash browns is for my hungry guy.” She kisses me. “He worked up a man’s appetite last night I bet.”

I chuckle. “You’d win that bet.”

“He he he.” With a nod toward a mixing bowl she says. “Those are some raspberry scones I’m making for Mia. You’re free to have some of course.”

“Mia.” I say. “I forgot. She’s coming over today.”

“She’ll be here in the next hour or so.” She pinches my butt, eliciting a peep she that makes her smirk. “You might want to get decent, sleepy head.”

“If you insist.” I wink, which gets her giggling once more.

“Baby.” She says, her hands back on my bare pecs rubbing softly back and forth. “Last night was…wonderful. It was…perfect. You’ve…made me…so…so…”

I cup her soft cheek in my hand as her eyes glimmer with tears. “I know. Me too, Heather.” Leaning in I give a tender kiss and whisper again. “Me too.”