Morning Kiss

MORNING KISS

Stirred by an unusual sensation, I awoke from my night's rest to discover Craig's lips upon my own - no the other ones. What a wonderful surprise for him to waken me in this way. It was as shocking as it was pleasurable since it was normally my job to wake up and make him hard.

I love being eaten out and I don't think I've ever had it first thing in the morning (unless of course you count our numerous encounters with the sun after a long night of pleasure). What a wonderful way to wake up.

The previous evening Craig had made me wear my pentacuffs to bed. He said he wouldn't fuck me this weekend unless I was bound. As he now fed on me, he used the chains to pull my ankles tight up into my butt. I soon realized that he was inserting the slack chain from my cuffs into my pussy. He never missed a beat - his tongue darting around and over the chains even as they dragged across my clit.

At some point, probably in the middle of one of my numerous orgasms I straightened my legs. What a strange sensation - the agony of the chains ripping across my clit along side the ecstacy of my continuing throes of orgasm.

I love that sadistic bastard.

In the aftermath of such a wonderful morning surprise, we lay together in spoon position as I felt Craig's cock slide into me from behind. Uncertain at first of the target, I soon realized that my ass was now being penetrated by his still fully erect member.

Saturated as I was, I didn't think I had an orgasm left in me. It was with utter astonishment that I felt yet another one building amid the pain and sting as his cock stretched my anal cavity. How can I experience such pleasure amid so much pain?

Stirred by an unusual sensation, I awoke from my night's rest to discover Craig's lips upon my own - no the other ones. What a wonderful surprise for him to waken me in this way. It was as shocking as it was pleasurable since it was normally my job to wake up and make him hard.
I love being eaten out and I don't think I've ever had it first thing in the morning (unless of course you count our numerous encounters with the sun after a long night of pleasure). What a wonderful way to wake up.
The previous evening Craig had made me wear my pentacuffs to bed. He said he wouldn't fuck me this weekend unless I was bound. As he now fed on me, he used the chains to pull my ankles tight up into my butt. I soon realized that he was inserting the slack chain from my cuffs into my pussy. He never missed a beat - his tongue darting around and over the chains even as they dragged across my clit.
At some point, probably in the middle of one of my numerous orgasms I straightened my legs. What a strange sensation - the agony of the chains ripping across my clit along side the ecstacy of my continuing throes of orgasm.
I love that sadistic bastard.
In the aftermath of such a wonderful morning surprise, we lay together in spoon position as I felt Craig's cock slide into me from behind. Uncertain at first of the target, I soon realized that my ass was now being penetrated by his still fully erect member.
Saturated as I was, I didn't think I had an orgasm left in me. It was with utter astonishment that I felt yet another one building amid the pain and sting as his cock stretched my anal cavity. How can I experience such pleasure amid so much pain?