"I'm too busy to love you this morning, "you say as you look longingly at my nakedness as I lay next to you all warm and wanting. Your response sadness me and I turn away leaving you and the warmth that was there to the start my day.
I stop at the bathroom door and say over my shoulder, having no desire to look at what I can't have...
No, you're too busy to love me this morning, last night, and the days before. You always have excuses and your touch, which you to give you freely rarely touch me at all these days. Is there something that I should know?
"Oh please, not that again. I love you; I am in love with you..."
Time has passed, and we are having a parting of the ways. It is the last night that we share a bed as I will be gone when you returned. I reach for you in your sleep, and your response willingly with kisses that were like sparks that light my passion and tighten my pussy in ways that were a dance between pleasure and pain.
Under the light of the moon that drifted through the window, we continue drinking each other down with long, slurping kisses and as slow hands and fingers stroking warm moist skin seeking out those intimate places. I moan against your lips, wishing it would never end. With a grip on your cock that is hard and throbbing, I bring it to my mouth as l look into your face that is lost in shadows, but no matter. Allowing myself to have this taste of you with my tongue caressing the mushroom cap head of your cock, mixing my saliva and droplets of your precum with my tongue. I hear you gasp, and your fingers sink into my curls, and you start to massage my scalp as I stroke your cock with my tongue. Soon the urgency of my want and your need takes over, and I let you fuck my mouth. I am shoving your stiff meat into my mouth over my tongue, down my throat with my tonsil stroking you as it slides by to return for more. I can feel with a hand on your balls that you are ready to cum, but I have other plans. Pulling back hard, I could get out of your grip and rise to push you back on the bed where I climb up your body, grab our cock, and impale myself on your cock. The sound that comes from you is a combination of a scream and a moan as I start to ride you with hips swaying and pussy muscle clamping down and releasing.
For that moment, I forget everything, and I remember "us" as I wildly fuck with no restraints. The bedding is on the floor with the pillows and the mattress with us on it soon to follow. Under the light of the moon, your face no longer in the shadows, I see that your eyes are closed though your face is in rapture. Then my orgasm hits, and all I see are stars as I hear you come and scream a name ... but it's not mine.