Nothing beats a long, lazy, lie-in at the weekend, or when you are on holiday. There’s something special about knowing you don’t have to get up. Instead of being awakened by the shrill chime of the alarm, I am instead roused from my slumber by Master C kissing the back of my neck.
His finger traces a line up my side, then around the curve of my breast. I sigh and squirm against Him, feeling the warmth of His body against mine, His hard cock pressing against the curve of my arse.
His fingers seek out my nipples. As they stiffen, my cunt begins to grow moist.
I stretch and roll on to my back. I turn my head to face Him and Master C kisses me lingeringly on the lips, before starting down my neck.
He plants kisses on my boobs. He teases my nipples with His lips, His tongue, His teeth. It feels so good, my cunt grows wetter; Master C begins to move lower.
I spread my legs. He moves between them. Master C kisses the insides of my thighs. His breath is hot on my moist lower lips and I long to feel His tongue slide between them.
He teases; torturing me, making me beg for His tongue until Master C finally relents and shows me mercy.
It feels so good as He feasts on my cunt; not too rough, not too gently. My body responds as His tongue works its magic.
I come. Master C continues. I come again. I surrender to the sensations as they wash over and through me.
And then Master C is inside me; His lovely thick, hard cock filling and stretching me.
He fucks me, slowly but firmly. My cunt grips His cock as he moves inside me.
The pace increases. The force of His thrusts mounts as Master C fucks me harder.
The pressure in Him builds. Master C slams His body against mine, driving His cock in hard. I long to feel His release, feel His cum flood my cunt. I know it won’t be much longer.
His breathing quickens. I can feel His heart pound. He can’t hold back any more.
His cock erupts. He softly moans: “Morag! Oh Morag!” as He unloads inside me; flooding my cunt with a lovely warm, thick load.
Spent, Master C slumps on to me, pinning me beneath Him, His cock still twitching inside me as I wrap my arms around Him and hold Him close.
Finally he pulls out. We snuggle together. We doze for a while in each other’s arms.
We rouse a while later. Should we get up? Maybe, not yet. There is no need. With that in mind I kiss Him, my hand seeks out His cock, as I decide I’d like Him to do it to me all over again.