True Sex Stories: 4am

"My thighs spread wide, accommodating to you, sideways we lock, your cock plunges deep and my pussy surrounds....I am lost, all pussy, all needy for dick. "

I have bounced around beds with my fair share of men (and a few girls), but truly only shared my bed with two men– the Husband and the Gangster.

The past week was spent much time in bed with NYC. There is something about sharing a bed that solidifies a relationship. It breaks boundaries, it surpasses aspects of being human that fucking will never do. It is an essential moment in daily existence a moment we can only be lucky to share.

The warmth of a body next to mine, the breath (good and bad), the smell of our fucking and sweating surrounding us like it's own blanket, the way bodies lock- tangle- separate and then connect again. Limbs twisting and interconnecting, your cock soft and spent or hard and nudging on all parts of my body–awake long before either of us.

I realized how much I miss the early morning sex, when the city light is just changing from black to dark blue and opening into that quintessential gray San Francisco morning, the kind that constitutes staying in bed a little longer, especially in someones arms.

Roused from a sleep by cock–the 4 AM fuck is amazing to me. There is little of my mental capacity functioning at this time. I am free from those thoughts of the day that begin to weigh the mind. My pussy still needs coaxing, but very little. Some fingers to wake me up, your tongue to arouse me–to make my pussy bloom and drip. Easily I am ready to feel your cock fill me.

My thighs spread wide, accommodating to you, sideways we lock, your cock plunges deep and my pussy surrounds. The thought process that fucks with me when I am awake and fucking are absent. I am lost, all pussy, all needy for dick. Pulling your thigh trying to get more and more–I can feel the engorgement of my lips–I can hear the wet plunging sounds we make together, my eyes never open, my head is still asleep.

The sex was slow and fast all at once. My pussy tight around your cock, I could feel every push and pull, the skin stretched and surrounding. I like using both of my hands to feel my full of blood lust pussy–so puffy–my clit buried in the mound of flesh my cunt has become–between two fingers I manipulate the pearl that is so deeply hidden in flesh, still in a deep sleep.

Some of my best orgasms happened during these sleepy fucks, no toys, no thought, just cock to cunt. The rush filling my lungs then radiating out of my body–culminating in a pouring out of my pussy on to your hard cock. We often came together at these moments–a hot wet mess and then we would fall back asleep you filling me and I surrounding you.

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