The day had begun just like any other, a loud ringing alarm pierced the air and a lazily thrown arm just as quickly turned the loud interruption off. The male groaned ever so softly, seeing glints of sunlight out of the cracks in his curtains. He knew it was Monday, and he had nothing but dread in his bones as he slowly planned out the day in his head. Just another boring, tedious time in a place he really wished he didn't need to be in. But, it brought in money, so how could he complain. At least he was lucky enough to have a job. Blinking softly, his orange hues scanned the roof above his head, before feeling a small disturbance in his blanket. Glancing over to the sleepy figure beside him, he couldn't help but smile to see a dreary, sleepy face look up at him. The small, brunette female rubbed her eyes in an attempt to awaken while questioning her bed partner in a groggy tone.
"Ugh, what time is it?"
He looked over at the clock, noting the time before splitting his dry, crusty lips to respond. "6:23..." The male returned his gaze to her, to see her reaction.
"Seems earlier.." She pulled the blanket to further cover her naked skin, trying to get her wits about her. As she slowly recalled how she felt the night before, an ever so light smile perched itself on her maroon lips, her ocean pupils admiring a small part of her partners revealed chest. Rippled, toned muscles covered his figure, and a shiver ran down her spine as memories flushed into her mind. His arms wrapped around her figure, the heat from his body causing her to sweat, and her nails clawing at his skin. But, like a reflection in water, all of it disappeared in a ripple of movement.
The male slowly sat up, resting his back on the headboard, as he slowly blinked and continued to prepare for his coming day. The bed was as perfect as the experience, hard yet so soft and inviting. The female could snuggle inside of her warm santcuary forever, smelling his cologne and feeling his embrace as often as breathing. But, the male slowly moved to get out of the bed, the safe, warm place. She slowly moved her hand to his arm, feeling his warm, soft skin.
The female wrapped her arm around his, resting her head on his shoulder. He was going to go to work, and get through the day to come back home as soon as possible. But, before he could leave the ever so welcoming mattress, he felt the gentle hair and skin of his partner against his arm. And it wasn't long before past events surfaced in his mind, a heated, passionate night was now behind him. But, there was always the future to look forward to. The male slowly turned to head to glance at the female, his orange eyes searched hers for some type of reasoning. Not that he was unhappy with her attention, just curious. And, at that moment, he realized that he had what most men received bright and early in the morning. A throbbing case of morning wood. He could feel the light clothe of the blanket constricting it against his body, until he adjusted it slightly, so it was standing tall and proud, a blanketed outline was the only proof to the claim.
She didn't want him to leave just yet, his company was more then just a way to cure loneliness, it was a high. And she craved it. Slowly, she pulled him back into the bed, until he was sitting against the headboard oncce more. And, she noticed his condition as well. She did not find it repulsive, she knew it was more then natural, and perhaps she was even proud that she might've aroused her partner so easily. Her eyes examined the covered outline, taking in the detail.
It throbbed, softly, and the blanket only made it seem larger then it was, but if it was any bigger, it might not even fit inside of her. She felt his fingers slowly run through her hair, and she looked back at him with a sparkle in her eye, seeing his eyes lustfully take in her partly revealed figure. Smirking softly, she unravelled her arm from his, and he slowly withdrew his fingers from her smooth, hazelnut hair. They were both still nude from their previous encounter, and both admired the fact.
The male was slightly surprised, as he felt the female slowly guided her body against his, the brush of her nude breast against his thigh, as she skillfully moved her body onto his. Her face and breasts sat in front of his crotch, as the rest of her body laid under the blanket. The male had no objections, as the tender white skin of his partners breasts wrapped around his member. His tool sat inbetween the two gentle massagers, as she gently ran her tongue from the bottom of his length, up the side, and ending at his head. She took her warm tongue back into her mouth, mixed it with a pool of saliva, and continued. The male let his eyes absorb every detail of her actions, while still enjoying the attention. The females small tongue wasn't covering the males member in her saliva at a progressive rate, but her only objective at the moment was to excite her partner.
The female didn't do this often, she wasn't a fan of giving him undeserved favors, but it was an effective way to stop him from leaving. Wetting her tongue once more, she licked his cock like an ice cream, massaging his head, slipping her tongue at the entrance of his penis. A creamy taste of precum was on her tongue now, and she let the small amount melt in her mouth. Though, not often, when she gave her partner pleasure, she went all the way. His balls were warm, resting under her breasts, though as she grew uninterested with his cock, she peeled her breasts away from his sac and slowly slipped one of his nuts into her mouth, letting her tongue massage the gentle skin. She wrapped her hand around his tool, making sure it didn't fall from it's tall resting place. She suckled on his balls for several moments, but did eventually returned her attention to the grand prize, her breasts resting ontop of his sac once more.
Her breasts kept his erection in place, and her hand was unnecessary now, so removed it from his length as she wrapped her wet mouth around his pink, soft head.