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Breakfast
Sundays are meant for relaxing, lounging in bed
and making love until noon, when the bodies
famished for more than just protein, drag
themselves out of bed for breakfast. It was just
such a Sunday for my lover and I.
I watched her shred the potatoes for homemade
hash browns from my lounging position on the
sofa. Watching her lithe, graceful body peel the
potatoes, I caught a glimpse of a swinging
breast under her robe as it slid away from her
body when she moved. I could stand it no longer.
I came up behind her to "help" with breakfast.
My hands reached inside her robe and found the
tender rounds that caught my eye. My face
nuzzled her neck as she labored over the
appliance. The radio was playing softly in the
background and our bodies began to sway as one.
She turned to me and put her arms around my
neck. We locked in a lover's kiss unmatched by
any kiss I've ever known.
After a short while, I sensed something burning,
and reached around her to turn the potatoes and
bacon. While I was thus occupied, I felt the
familiar wetness drip between my legs. Spatula
in hand, I took her hand and guided it to the
source of the moisture.
Her eyes, widened in mock surprise. "Oohhhhh....
mmmm... " she moaned. Then dropped to her knees
and gave my pubes a kiss and lapped at my juice.
Ummm.... Honey? Ummmm... breakfast." I reminded
her.
She groaned as I lifted her to her feet. In one
swift movement, she turned the heat off the
breakfast then wrapped her arms around me and
lifted me to the sink. "Breakfast is just what I
had in mind," she grinned.
Giggling, I brought her face to mine and
whispered, "I love you..." We locked in a
passionate kiss as her hands found my breasts
and their erect nipples. She moved her mouth
down along my neck and across my shoulder,
slowly inching toward my excited peaks. As she
sucked one nipple, she caressed the other,
rubbing and gently pinching until I felt I could
take no more. My body was no longer my own. I
was in her complete control.
Her hands slid down my sides, and rested on my
hips. My thighs already spread, she lowered her
head to the downy softness of my dark triangle.
My hands held her head and caressed her hair as
she began her gentle assault on my clit.
Expertly she licked my clit to hardness. This
was sweet torment. She quickly brought me to the
edge of orgasm, then backed off, not allowing me
to come too quickly. She was obviously enjoying
herself, as was I. She dipped her tongue to
caress the opening to my vagina, languidly
lapping up the river she was creating. As she
resumed her assault on my clitoris, I could hold
back no longer. I grasped her head and pulled
her into me. Bucking my hips, I could faintly
hear the utensils in the dish drainer clanking
as they fell onto the floor. My orgasm erupted
like a volcano. I felt my cum flow like hot
lava.
When I could cum no more, she lifted her head
back up to my face and we melted into a lover's
kiss. I wrapped my arms and legs around her and
she lifted me off the sink and took me to the
sofa, where we had another serving of protein.
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