Loving Vicki in the Morning

It was about 9:30 a.m. on a beautiful Saturday morning as I stood in the small kitchen area of my dorm room making breakfast. I was making pancakes for myself and my girlfriend, Vicki. As I cooked I mouthed the words to Share My Life by Kem as it played on my Mp3 player. After making six pancakes (I’d made three for each of us) I put them on plates and drizzled them with hot syrup. Walking back to the bedroom area, I found Vicki the way I left her when I got out of bed earlier. She lay in our bed dreaming peacefully. She looked so peaceful that a piece of me didn’t want to wake her up. I removed a stray strand of hair from her flawless face and gave her forehead a kiss. I sat on the edge of the bed with her food. As Vicki’s body awoke the food’s aroma filled her nostrils.

“Morning baby,” I said as her brown eyes opened to the new day. “I made us breakfast.”

Vicki sat up in bed causing the covers to fall away, revealing her nude upper body.

She kissed my lips, “Oh, baby, you didn’t have to do this….”

I gave her a gentle smirk as she took her plate from me. I knew I’d surprised her with breakfast in bed.

Vicki began cutting her pancakes and asked, “Did you make some for yourself?”

I smirked again lightly at the question and shook my head a bit. Vicki’s always worried about my wellbeing, but I was trying to make this morning was about her. I grabbed my food and joined her fully in bed. It was moments like this that I loved being with Vicki. Just a serene breakfast on a lovely morning, but breakfast wasn’t all I had in store.

“Thank you baby,” Vicki said when she finished eating. “You made my morning.”

I pressed my lips to hers, “Well…your morning’s not over yet.”

“We’ve still got homework to do, Jay.” Vicki said reminding me of our Psychology project we were halfway finished.

“I know…” I replied giving her continuous kisses. “…but I’ve got something else to do first,”

“Baby we don’t…” She tried to say, but me kissing her shut her up.

I held Vicki tightly in my arms and kissed her feverishly. I gently played with her nipples, making them salute within seconds. I laid her back down the bed. She was about to protest again when my finger covered her lips.

“Hush, baby hush,” I ordered her. “Let me make love to my wifey,”

Vicki relented and gave me nod of approval. I disappeared underneath the bed sheets, removing Vicki’s panties. Parting her legs, I placed two fingers deep inside her flesh. I moved my fingers slowly in and out of her while I licked on her clit.

“Oooh…Relle,” Vicki cooed.

I normally would have responded to her, but just for one morning I was going to let my actions speak for me. I concerned with only one thing; making my girl orgasm. I sucked on her rapidly, wanting her sweet nectar.

“Shit! Don’t stop, Jay. It feels so good,”

I kept up the vigorous speed with my tongue until her body began to tremble at her orgasm. I gave her now creamy core a kiss before ascending from her thighs. My manhood was ready to meet her womanliness in my boxers. I slipped them off quickly, and then slowly made my way into her wet, warm pussy. Vicki closed her eyes as I gave her slow, deep thrusts.

“Open those eyes, girl.” I told her. I wanted to look into them while giving her my love.

“I love you so much,” I said as I increased my stroking pace.

“Mmm-hmm…give me all your love, Relle,” Vicki moaned. “I want it all,”

My movement became faster and harder, giving her every ounce of love I could muster.

“Oh God!” Please don’t stop,” Vicki pleaded. “I’m gonna cum,”

I smiled at my girlfriend’s words, stroking as hard and deep as I could go.

“Mmm…oh shit…I’m cumming,” Vicki shrieked. “I’m cumming!”

As my girl’s words sounded around the room, I hit my climax as well.

“Ahh,” I groaned, giving Vicki’s womb my seed.

I held myself up with my elbows not wanting to collapse on her. As we came down from the orgasmic high, I gave my love’s face sweet kisses.

“That was amazing, Relle.” Vicki said, smiling from ear to ear.

Vicki’s smile forced me to smile.

“With everything you do for me…you deserved this,” I explained.

Vicki placed a loving hand on my face, “Well…I know you deserve,”

Vicki touched my heart with her words. She could touch it forever because I know she’d never damage it. Our project would have to wait as we cuddled in bed. No words needed to be said. Our kisses, caresses, and the room’s atmosphere would let the world know how we felt about each other.