Exhausted Sex

She stood in the doorway, exhausted from work. He was lying in bed asleep. His chest naked, the European cotton sheet draped over his happy place. She could see the rise and fall of his chest, he looked peaceful. She knew that he too had been working a lot lately but tonight she felt as though she could muster enough energy to devour him. Slowly she undress, leaving her clothes right there in the doorway where she stood. If he were awake he would find her striptease seductive, but she was pass formalities, foreplay wasn't needed, she just wanted to feel him. Every single inch of him pulsing inside of her would scratch the itch she'd been feeling all day.


She slowly lifted the sheet from his body and silently thanked God that he sleep naked. His manhood was half erect already, making her job that much easier. She bent down and took his cock into her mouth, tasting the drip of pre-cum that was on the tip of his shaft. Something about that sent her over the edge. She was surprised that he hadn't woke up yet. Bent over his body, she slid one hand between her legs and worked her slit until it was lubricated, keeping an eye on his face waiting for him to wake up. Finally when she started to stir, she sucked him harder, working her finger faster. He smiled, immediately pushing her head down on his shaft. He grabbed her thigh and pulled her towards him, she climbed up on the bed. He swung her leg over, his tongue trailing where her fingers had been. His now swollen member was ready to explode, he slowed, his body tensed, she stopped. Flipping off of him, she turned around and slid him in, working his hard, thick member inside of her. She closed her eyes, and enjoyed him, over and over again.


To be continued.....