Breakfast in Bed - Sex Stories

Breakfast in Bed

... the pit of his stomach, and knew his orgasm could not be abated much longer. Taking full advantage of the position she was in, he leaned forward, pressing her legs up almost alongside her head. His eyes locked on hers, face mere inches away, and he could see the pleasure building in her expression. His pace quickened again, this new angle allowing him to slide into her even deeper than before, eliciting another loud moan from her. Her body begin to tense and quiver underneath him, her moans now wavering, and he knew her orgasm was close. Still hovering just above her, he managed to grunt, in a husky, lust-soaked voice. “Cum for me, my dear.”. As her pleasure-addled brain strained to process his words, his lips crashed against hers, and she reached the point of no return. Her legs continued to quake violently, and her arms shot out, wrapping around his back and digging her nails in deeply. Her eyes opened wide in surprise and she screamed against his lips as her climax washed over her, waves of pleasure emanating out across her body. So intense was the sensation that she found herself lifted from the bed, gripping so tightly against his back that she had pulled herself clear. Her mind blanked, and was instantly filled with only him. She could only hold on tightly as she felt herself cum, his cock still buried deep inside her. Already beating a thousand miles a minute, his heart leapt when he felt her first start to convulse in the throes of climax. Her reactions, her ...

... ministrations, almost adorable in any other context, but in this context it served only to push him closer to the edge. When he felt her nails dig into his back, and heard her muffled scream against his mouth, this was too much to bear. Even as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she surrendered herself to her orgasm, he broke the kiss and threw his head back, groaning her name loudly as he came. One final thrust, deep inside her, and he felt himself release, filling her up, each spurt making her cry out anew. She finally went limp underneath him, dropping back to the bed. Panting, gasping for air, they both looked at each other, taking a few moments to regain their vision and their composure. A serene smile overtook his face, as he again looked at the goddess he fell asleep next to the night before. She stared up at him, and instantly returned to that bashful, shy little kitten, who felt exposed yet strangely safe under his gaze. Still inside her, he allowed himself to lay atop her, stroking her hair as they both allowed their breathing to slow. Once they had settled, she rose from bed to take a shower and change. While the water began to heat, she noticed that he made sure to lay out her pyjamas, however – this was very clearly going to be a day in bed. Not that she minded one bit, of course. She stepped under the hot water and watched him leave the room, still smiling. While she washed, she thought of the morning, how innocently it had begun – or had it? She had ...