The morning
My eyes began to open, it was a surprise at first, I could see this beautiful naked body lying next to me. I quickly remembered this amazingly beautiful woman that I fell asleep with last night. She was cuddled up under my armpit, with her head on my chest. As I began to stir she said in a soft voice,
“Good morning, sleepy.”
I just pulled her body up tight to mine and enjoyed the feeling of her soft skin rubbing against mine.
I asked her if she had slept well, to which she replied, “Very well,” with a cute little grin.
“Was the bed comfortable for you?” I asked.
“Oh yes, and you as my pillow were wonderful.”
I tried not to breathe on her thinking my breath may dissuade her from pulling too close. She raised and locked her lips to mine, we kissed for a few minutes. I asked if my breath was ok. She just smiled and landed another kiss on my lips.
I could tell that she had been wanting this connection for a long time.
It was a welcomed pleasure to have a woman take more of the lead and was easy to follow along with her.
I began to let my hands free, to roam her naked body, almost in an inquisitive manner. Touching, squeezing, feeling, exploring all those beautiful nibblets that my eyes had explored last night.
Thinking back at last night, the first time we had seen one another in thirty-five years, and we have already gone at it three times, like two high school kids.
Now I am already heating up before I am hardly even awake.
As my hands explore her tender flesh I hear a soft little moan escape her lips.
I can hear a little catch in her breath along with an “AHhhh” as she breathed out. I knew at that point it was going to be a heated morning before we even got out of bed.
My fingers found that sweet little nub, under the folds of wetness, and I began to rub circles around it. With every circle around, it grew longer and more tender, as it grew so did the volume of her pleasure prods.
I wasn’t about to let up, just listening to her prodding, was enough to encourage me to continue. She was breathing heavily, she threw her legs wide open and rolled herself into position to except my “morning wood.”
Her chest was heaving, her opening was sopping wet, and she was begging to be taken, deep and hard.
Rolling up on my side, I slid the head of my raging hard member across the nub several times, backed off, then took my finger and did the same.
I teased her.
She was quivering and shaking, begging for more,
“Please.”
I grabbed my cock one more time and rubbed over her nub again, then down through her wetness coating my head and her opening with that slick pre-cum that was leaking from me.
I placed the head at her opening and she mewed,
“YES, PLEASE!”
Without another word, I started the entry and didn’t stop until I was completely buried, clear to the hilt.
She just bucked and wiggled wanting a release.
I pulled out and slammed it back in, this time a believe my head bumped into her cervix. She pulled back a little and said, “Oh, that hurt So good!”
I began a string of long hard strokes, pulling all the way out and pushing all the way back in again. Her vagina started to shake inside with every stroke, then it clamped down on my erection. She was trying to milk my balls for everything inside.
I rolled up on my knees, with her on her side, me between her folds pulling and pushing in and out.
I sent her over the edge of an explosion even greater than last night. She started to squirt stronger with every stroke I pulled out, covering me with her love juice. She was squirting so hard it was shooting clear down our legs. After she had come to realize last night that she could, she let it go.
With her quivering and shaking I was not able to hold my explosive orgasm. I began to pump one stream after another into the depths of her belly, that she was so eager to receive.
“Ohh you knew what I wanted this morning,” she said with a ragged breath.
After recuperating for a little bit, we both got up and made a cup of coffee.
The cabin I had rented was just a small one-room cabin with a little refrigerator, microwave, and coffee maker. It had a bedroom with a small little counter for a kitchen and a bathroom. It was a log cabin but was nice inside, with all the knotty wood.
We drank our coffee and then headed to the shower.
I turned the water on, got it adjusted to the temperature, and stepped in. She followed me into the shower, with one of her little giggles.
I washed her back, her front, and her bottom. She washed all of mine, paying attention to the low-hanging member in front of me.
It was a nice feeling to have a hot shower after all of our romping around. We rinsed off, I went to get out and she asked if I could hand her the razor. I told her I could help and she laughed and let me know she had it.
I handed her the razor, then dried off.
After we were done with our grooming we decided it was time for some food. We also talked about a nice hike through the woods to a beautiful waterfall. We got ourselves ready for the day, by putting some water bottles together and throwing some snacks and other items in the backpack.