Bedroom Closet

Often I see the weeks ahead and plan, I’m excited, I want to control every part. Life, is not like that.

This morning I lay there as S___’s hands gently roamed my body, across my shoulder, firm on my back, caressing my breast, moving my body so that it conformed to his. Every touch felt amazing, the warmth, the smoothness. I could have had him touch me like that all day. I would have done the same to him. I can feel his body, my hands sliding over his back, hands around his strong shoulders, moving across his chest down over his flat stomach. Slowly moving down, quietly untying the drawstring, slipping inside his pants to his warm, already hard cock. Taking time to touch each leg, a gentle rub before moving back to that warm space between his thigh and balls. Cupping them in my hand, feeling their weight and warmth.

I can hear him take in a breath as I turn my attention more fully to his penis. Wrapping my hand around it, slowly stroking up and down, then letting go. I trace the shape with my fingertips, admiring the length, the hardness, pausing at the head, tracing it’s outline more throughly. By now touching isn’t enough. As I kiss my way down his chest, across his stomach he intakes his breath again sharply, his back arches slightly, and I find my lips kissing the base of his cock. Gentle kisses to cover it first, but I soon want more. My tongue begins at the base and moves up to the head, stopping to lick the tiny drop of cum that has formed before I take him all the way into my mouth. I take him as far as i can as he groans, moving his hands to my head, tangleing his fingers in my hair as I move his cock in and out of my mouth, sucking a bit harder with every motion. I release him and he sighs, until I hear another breath as I take his balls gently in my mouth as my hand returns to his cock. Licking and sucking gently I feel him get harder and I move back to sucking his cock, switching my hand to his balls, keeping them massaged, feeling them tighten as he gets closer to cumming.

Finally release, and he fills my mouth, his body shuddering a bit, his grasp of my hair loosening. I make sure he is nice and clean, licking and sucking more, making sure he has finished before I crawl back up and he holds me to his chest.

“Good morning Baby…”

Thats the way this morning should have gone, but instead I lay here by myself having let the moment pass. As I said, not
everything goes as planned, but there is always another time.