Waking up differently to normal

I wake up lazily to someone rolling me over. Their strength is impressive, and yet still gentle, a set of large hands gliding their way down my thighs to open my legs a little. Behind me, the soft pillows support me perfectly, like they were propped there with care, while I find myself slogging to think about what’s going on. Did Eekaa do this? Why would she?

Against my groin the answer to that question becomes incredibly apparent, as softly, a tongue takes a tentative lick. It tests further, lingering for a moment with a deft circle. Continuing on like this, I feign sleep while Eekaa explores me. She’s initially more reserved, unsure even, but soon enough the anticipation melts under the heat of the moment, the orc proving our first night as a deliciously pleasurable promise.

Her tongue is relentless, dancing around every weak point I have down there, keeping me struggling to not hold her in place. She’s a heated presence, thawing out the hurricane ready to rage within me, and she’s getting closer and closer to releasing it. I start to let out a moan for her, letting her know how well she’s doing yet again, but the rest of it escapes suddenly when she adds something new to the mix. It’s a finger, a drenched finger, pushed straight into me like it belonged there, ready to bring an extra edge of pleasure.

I struggle to keep my lower body in place as Eekaa refuses to give up, her finger steadily stimulating my insides while her tongue perversely indulges itself, as if I am the feast of a bowl that must be licked clean. And she does, she laps like a gentle beast of lust at my core, right up to the point of no return, an agent of pleasure set on the one goal of pushing me over the edge.

“ahh!” I cry, the stealthy act broken while my hips lift from the bed slightly, held down by Eekaa’s grip.

Like any good agent of pleasure, Eekaa doesn’t stop there, her finger still lodged in me as I clamp down on it, her tongue still seeking out my sensitive clit from where her head is clamped between my thighs. She’s stuck there, exactly where she wants to be while I cum my brains out, that tongue still stimulating me, that finger still working magic inside me.

I thought she was relentless before, but now she’s pushed past that descriptor, the pleasure building to a higher crescendo than I’ve felt before while she brings it to it’s next natural destination. Barely a few moments from the last orgasm, I take a breath only to have it hitch as I start cumming all over again, a radiant flush accompanying my debauched sounds.

This time, Eekaa couldn’t properly hold me, her grip on my trembling thigh slipping off in favour of staying upright. My eyelids fluttered as I came, the world tilting with me as my head rolled back. Breathing heavily and fighting to control my flexing muscles, I swam through Eekaa’s delightful morning gift. Somewhere along the way, my tail had curled around Eekaa’s arm, a gesture of subconscious comfort that I stuck to in the afterglow as I recovered, finally letting Eekaa’s head escape from the vice of my locked legs. I hadn’t even noticed locking them.

The green-skinned beauty pulled herself away from me, crawling up from between my legs to give me a proper kiss. This was the right way to start a morning. A quick peck turned into an elongated kiss, tongues whirring in a shared passion. Eagerly, I raised my arms to show her my appreciation, holding her cheeks for an extra kiss before leaning up to turn it into a proper cuddle. One she was all too happy to embrace, those arms finding their rightful place around me.

Moments passed like this, our chests pressed against eachother, my head tucked against her neck, a soft back and forth of kisses on the other’s neck. It was dreamy, enough so that I almost fell asleep again, barely noticing Eekaa laying me back down.