Snooze button

September 17

With a sleepy hand, I reach out and shut off my alarm. “Five more minutes,” I think. A large hand snakes around my waist and pulls me backward, securing me firmly against your body. I can feel your cock against my ass, warm and already hard.

“Shhh” you whisper in my ear as your hand tugs at the waistband of my pants. I lift my hips and feel the soft cotton fabric slide down my thighs. I try to turn, but you hold me in place. You roughly slide two fingers deep inside me and I let out a whimper. Your free hand clamps over my mouth as your fingers move expertly in and out of me. I’m soaked and panting in no time, desperate and needy. All thoughts of sleep forgotten.

I reach a hand behind me to wrap around your shaft. My fingers trace every familiar inch as my hips roll back, desperately trying to find the right angle for you to slide into me.

I feel you chuckle more than hear it.

“Does my little fucktoy want something?” You whisper in my ear and I nod my head eagerly, unable to speak with your hand still silencing my voice.

Without warning, you remove your fingers. I feel lost and empty without them to anchor me until I feel you line your cock up with my cunt. I grind my hips as you hold still for a second, the warm head just barely inside me, your hand now on my hip.

“Please” I try to beg, but the word is barely intelligible from behind your hand.

“Shhh” you whisper again as you slowly slide inside me. I feel each inch stretch me as my pussy tightens around you, trying to pull you in deeper, my hips moving to meet your slow thrust until you’re finally fully inside me.

“Remember, no noise.” You whisper as you remove your hand from my mouth and wrap it in my hair, pulling my head back and forcing me to arch my back as your other hand moves up to pinch my nipple.

And then you’re fucking me with deep, hard thrusts. I move to meet every one, my hand reaching behind to pull you deeper into me. Your balls slapping against my ass and our ragged, panting breaths the only sounds in an otherwise silent house.

You pull my head back further as you quicken your pace.

“Beg for it.”

Your words are a little more than a hushed growl in my ear but they nearly send me over the edge.

“Please,” I whisper between shaky breaths. “I need it.”

“That’s. Not. Good. Enough.” You punctuate each word with a hard thrust.

“Sir, I am begging you, please use my body. Fill me with your cum. Please Sir, please give me every drop. I am yours to use however you want, but please cum deep inside me, I need you to… Please!” That last word was more of a ***d sob, I am so desperate to feel you cum.

Without warning, you flip me onto my front. Your weight heavy against my back. You move the hand in my hair back over my mouth, line your cock up with my tight asshole and push all the way in.

It hurts. I cry out into your hand. You hold for a second, before sliding in and out, slowly at first but increasing s***d quickly. As my ass adjusts to the sudden invasion, I again start to move back to meet your thrusts. They’re almost punishingly hard now, I know you’re close.

Your hand slips down to my throat and you squeeze as your teeth clamp on my shoulder and with one final deep, hard thrust, you cum deep inside me. And finally, my own orgasm finds me.

We lay like that for a while, your weight above me, your panting breaths in my ear, until you softly push the hair away from my face, wipe the tears I didn’t know I had shed, and whisper “good morning baby”.