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Good Morning (Redux)

To have the first sensation of the day
Be the warmth of your breath
Followed by the softest kiss
Which stirs my eyes
Half open
To glimpse that its you
Hair soft as silk on my thighs

Again as before
The warmth of breath followed by a kiss
Softly lingering then parting
As I'm engulfed by wet warmth
Drawn out in gentle tug
And then another

I answer thickly
Stirring
Aroused
As your tongue traces a long wet line down the length...
Then up again
Stopping to edge
Gentle nudges to full life

No hands
Just easy, soft, moist kisses
Stirring me
Your hair swaying
Brushing my thighs
My sides
My stomach
As your head dances in the awakening of my dreams

Your tongue a serpent coiled
Sometimes darting
Then languid in its aims as I twist to find you
Fingers strong within your hair
As you shush me with a sudden gulp
Your head shaking in my hands as you take me all the way down
- then hold me
Yours
To do as you will

My desire gives way to pure sensation
Lost in the soft
Slow
Up and down rhythm
Sometimes easy and loose
Caressed by the smooth of your tongue
Wet, without remorse

And yet again
Fierce in the pull
As if you would draw me all
Relentless
And I begin to feel a familiar ache
As you come up short and play the top - eyes on me
That certain look and again the plunge
As if you could tear a mountain from its roots.

And again
After gasping for air
As I feel myself drawn up
Fully loaded and fighting wild desire for release

You control my every thought and nerve as you play me

A staccato of short quick bobs
Ended with exquisite draws on your way back up
Finishing with a flourish of your tongue
As I lock my hips
Your playing devil may care on the knives edge now
Vibing off each ragged breath

Staring me down in my panting
As you shake your head
Like a cat at play with their prey
Knowing I'm watching as every inch is engulfed
Then slow, steady rocking
As though you were drawing venom from a wound

A raw aching
Stock still and hard
Drowning in the sweet moist of you mouth
 - and a groan as I explode in relief
...again...and again to muffled mmppfff's as you swallow
Pulling back
Taking the last shot across your lips for me
Letting me mark what's mine

Waiting til I open my eyes again to look
Before you lick your lips
Before you go back down
Because you're my good girl too
You finish me

Watching you as I disappear again between your lips
Stretched a beautiful O
Though you pay me no mind
Just lovingly gifting me respect

Letting me know that how good I feel
Is the most important thing in your world right now
And knowing what goes around comes around
As you crawl up to kiss me good morning
Written by AverageJoe (Average Joe. AJ. Joe)
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