My New Life 2: The Next Morning - Sex Stories

My New Life 2: The Next Morning

... smears from the night’s sleep, it seemed she wasn’t covering up her flaws. They simply didn't exist. My eyes dropped to her chest. God they were perfect! Her pert breasts hung suspended without an inch of sag. Each breast had a light pink circle a bit smaller than a half-dollar coin. Her nipples were already partially erect from the morning air, forming tasty looking nubs the size of dimes. My mind wandered back to the previous night when I’d licked, sucked, and nibbled them until she’d squealed in ecstasy. The mere thought coupled with the view of this perfect woman woke another part of me that I’d thought was still satisfied from the previous night. I wasn't fully aroused, but I was definitely on the way. When she noticed my eyes drop further towards her pussy, she interrupted, “Hey,” I was busted. “My tits are up here.” God this woman was amazing! “Sorry,” I said, chagrined. “They didn't tell me that my apartment came with such an amazing view.” “And you didn't even have to pay extra for it.” She bent over to retrieve her bra from my grasp, treating me to a wonderful sight. Instead of putting her bra back on, Clara grinned and tossed it across the room. “I don’t think I need that right now, do you?” Any doubts I might have had about getting it back up, proved to be unfounded as my boxers, loose and comfortable as they normally were, started to get cramped as my erection sprang into life. “Need help getting up?” “I’m pretty sure you already made sure I could get it up- ...

... Oh, you mean stand up.” I put on my goofiest face. “Whoops, I’m so embarrassed.” I took her outstretched hand and got to my feet. “Come here, you.” She pulled me in for a quick kiss. “Don’t ever stop being a goofball.” “I am not a poof ball,” I muttered indignantly, earning myself a playful shove. “Well, we’ve got a bit over two hours before Abbie and Sophie show up,” she said glancing at my alarm clock. “What’s for breakfast?” “I just moved in, there’s not a whole lot to choose from.” I started listing off the breakfast menu. “The eggs were marked fragile so they were broken by the moving company.” That earned me an eye roll. “There’s bread with toast potential. I have butter and peanut butter, but no jelly of any kind. There’s cereal, but I don’t have any milk.” “Cereal without milk isn’t bad.” Clara remarked. “Cereal without milk? What are we, neanderthals?” “Just think about it like eating naked cereal,” she grinned. “Naked cereal it is.” I agreed quickly. “Is clothing optional?” “It’d better be. I usually don’t get dressed until after I shower.” “Oh, that’s too bad. I hear the shower here only has cold water. I can’t let you take a cold shower. So I guess you'll have to stay naked today.” I smiled apologetically. “Easy, Tiger,” Clara grinned at me. “I don’t think we want to be naked when our friends get here. Plus,” she added, “if it’s too cold I’ll just need someone to help me keep warm.” “Well then, I hope they didn't fix it.” “That’s enough out of you, Mr. Lyram. I’m ...