Lovers Morning

I awoke in one of my favorite places to wake; wedged into his shoulder, head on his furry chest, his long arm draped down my back, his big hand loosely cupping one ass cheek.  My nearly hairless left arm is thrown over his broad chest, rising and falling with his long, slow breathing. I feel his right nipple under my palm, making its presence known through the tangle of hair. My slender right leg is wrapped over his left hip and around his leg; his manhood is heavy against my thigh, and I am suddenly rock-hard against his waist. I stretch luxuriously against his warmth, rubbing my body along the length of his side. I feel small against him, this football player turned lawyer, I feel safe, and with the smell of last night’s sex sweat pungent in the large room, I am very horny.

Shifting ever so slightly, I apply gentle pressure with my leg to his cock, whilst softly rolling his nipple under my palm. In moments, I’m rewarded to hear his breathing change under me in response to the stimulus, and I can hear his heart, so close to my ear, begin to beat faster as my giant man begins to  awake.  I feel his cock sweeping upwards against my thigh, seeking the belly button hiding under the thick treasure trail on his abdomen. He takes a deep breath that would have thrown me off him had his arm not suddenly become like steel, holding me in place against him. My heart is pounding furiously; if he touches my cock right now I’ll explode with pleasure and die, happily.

Instead, my hand that is still happily engaging his nipple, is suddenly grasped by his huge paw, and pushed down to play with his engorged prick. I sigh in pleasure as I wrap my fingers around his girth and start to caress his length. Before I can settle into the handjob however, his right hand comes back up and gently turns my face up to his for delicate kisses.

Even after all the years together, the exquisite butterfly kisses this man likes to bestow astonish and arouse me. We are physical opposites; he was always athletic and much taller and stronger than I, and very much continues to look like the ex-footballer he is. He stays in shape, but clearly knows his way around the kitchen and wine cellar (guys who live in the gym and don’t enjoy food are tiresome in my book).  He’s dark haired, and has a thick dusting of fur perched on his pectorals, with silver highlights appearing in both places; his coloring and Roman nose give away his Italian heritage. I’m blond, slender, nearly a foot shorter, never an athlete, and virtually hairless other than the hair on my dick. He always admonishes me for going very directly to the deep kisses I crave, but so often, I find the contrast of his gentle kisses and his rough morning beard on my smooth face intoxicating.

This morning, as he pulls me fully onto his chest, my hand is sad to stop embracing his cock, but I can’t reach both his mouth and cock at the same time in this position. I relax on top of him as he takes my head in both hands and begins kissing me. I’ve spread my legs like the horny boy I am, and am straddling his waist; as I push back I can feel his hands spreading my ass cheeks and the velvety head of his cock rubbing his ultimate target. My cock is rubbing against his belly; steel under soft fur, and I desperately try to think of something else so I don’t explode on him this second. Wrapping his arms around me, he rolls over on top of me and I fold my legs around his waist and arms around his neck and shoulders. Time stands still for me as he continues the delicate assault on my face and neck with his lips and tongue.  His thick cockhead pushes against my hole and I moan loudly; it’s the first noise either of have made and seemingly breaks a horny spell we were both enchanted with.

Rearing up on his elbows over me, he says “Good morning boy; ready for another fuck?” His mouth bears down on mine, butterfly kisses over, his tongue fills my mouth hungrily and he crushes me against his broad hairy chest, and I start singing the A-B-Cs in my head to keep myself from coming all over both of us. At this point, he’s going to fuck me silly even if I pop off this quickly – and I’m NOT complaining - but I’d rather wait. My man takes pride in making me come more than once in a lovemaking session. He’s mostly successful at this so I want to enjoy this for as long as possible.

Abruptly, he leans back on his knees between my spread legs; with a wicked little grin, he wishbones my legs to look at my hole. At the sight of him looming over me, each big hand grasping an ankle and extending his beautiful arms away from his chest, I nearly come again. He sinks down and puts his mouth on my hole, murmuring something dirty as he slides his tongue into me.  My body completely surrenders and I shoot a huge load all over my chest, face, and I hear it splat on the headboard. As I lay there gasping for air, he chuckles evilly and continues to explore my hole with his tongue. In seconds, I’m moaning again, cock as hard as if that wasn’t my third orgasm in the last 14 hours.

He chuckles again, deep in his broad chest; I can feel the big bed quake a little. “Now that we’ve gotten that over with, I’m gonna have some fun”.  He leans back over me, cock pushing urgently at my hole. He slides his big tongue into my mouth at the same time as his thick cock breeches my circular muscle, and I moan into his mouth “Oh god you’re so big and hard” as I stretch to accommodate his girth. He pushes deeper into me “You’ve only got the first few inches baby boy, there’s more coming”. I can feel every ridge and vein of his large cock as he slowly slides into me; I hold onto his broad shoulders and wiggle my ass under him to take him more deeply.  He’s furry on the front, but less so on the back. Twin patches of hair on the back of his shoulders, and a diamond shaped patch creeping from between his ass cheeks onto the small of his back; my hand instinctively seeks to tangle fingers in that patch and draw his hips closer to me.

He buries his face in my neck “you’re so hot and wet for me baby” as he begins to slid in and out of me in earnest.  I’m pressed against his hairy body and loving it, I can barely hear my own moans of pleasure over the pounding of his heart and heavy breathing. He’s beginning to sweat against me and I lick it off his shoulder, loving the salty musk of him. I run my hand up his spine and feel the sweat beginning to glisten there too, he slides his tongue into my ear and moans, and I lose control again and shoot all over both of us. He laughs with pleasure as I moan, stops thrusting into me, and holds me close; more butterfly kisses, still balls-deep and rock hard inside me.  

I reach up, wipe the sweat from his brow, and lick it off my fingers; my ass twitches involuntarily on his dick in pleasure of the taste and he moans a little. “Go on big guy” I gasp “take some for yourself”. His face changes over me somehow, becomes sterner, more focused, and I try to brace myself for the pounding I’m about to get. He likes this, having me all fucked out and helpless under him after he’s made me come twice. He’s taken care of his boy, now I need to take care of my man.

Impossibly, his cock gets harder and thicker inside me. He’s now above me, elbows on either side of me, forearms under me, gripping, bracing himself, holding on to my shoulders. He starts thrusting deeply into me again; his balls slapping against my ass, my balls rubbing in his pubic bush, cock hardening again against the thick treasure trail on his belly. His face begins to flush, and the dirty little nothings he’s been murmuring become more indistinct.

For the third time this morning, time stands still. There is nothing in the universe except us; his thick cock inside my slippery ass, big arms around me, holding me close. I glory in the sensation that this man is giving me and I’m giving him, and my heart swells with love for him. Part of me wants to cry with happiness, but I don’t want to have to explain that so I just hold him tighter to me and tongue his ear and play with a nipple.

He’s now pounding me in earnest; I probably couldn’t stop him if I wanted to; maybe if the building was on fire? A part of my conciseness floats away, and hovers over us near the ceiling fan, watching from afar.  My legs and arms look so skinny and small, wrapped around the muscular heaving body on top of me, which I find incredibly erotic. We’ve been together for ten years, and I’ll move heaven and earth to make sure we are still finding each other as arousing in another ten years as we do right now.

As I return to the moment, I realize I’m moaning nearly as loudly as he is; the bed is creaking and shaking under his onslaught. I look up; his face is reddening, and flush is spreading down his neck , he’s glossy with sweat as I roll his nipple between my fingers more forcefully. He shouts something indistinguishable into my neck, and his cock starts jerk and pulse; he starts filling my ass with his hot load “So much come” I moan against his chest; it feels like buckets of lava inside me. He collapses in a sweaty, hairy, deliciously man-smelling heap on top of me. I can feel his cock, still hard and deep inside me, throbbing in time with his heart, beating just inches away from my face. His big balls are draped down my ass as I hold him close, and try to milk the last of his jizz from his big cock with my ass muscles.

I think I’m in utter bliss, until he, still hard inside me, finds my throbbing cock with his hand. He begins sliding his hand up and down my shaft, while simultaneously he resumes sliding his cock in and out of my ass. I very quickly have my third and strongest orgasm of the morning, spattering cum all into his chest hair. Laughing, panting, still inside me, he rolls us over so that I’m lying on top of him, our arms and legs wrapped around each other, hearts pounding, sweaty, and breathing hard. He turns my face up to his, and in contrast to the rough fuck we both just enjoyed, kisses me gently, sweet tongue emerging from his stubble covered mouth, and tells me how much he loves me. I remember that it’s Sunday, and neither of us have to go anywhere, and I’m so happy and in love I never want it to end.