Even though she knew how twisted it was, Myra couldn’t break out of the routine – of adding a few ‘happy’ drops into her morning coffee. After taking her first sip, she shut her eyes, and waited a few seconds for the ‘spin’ to start, before opening her eyes to an immediate state of inebriation. The next few breathes had to be deep, as her lungs demanded for more oxygen to fight that incoming drowsiness. Half a mind spinning, and the other half in the clouds, she took slow, careful steps back to the bed, where he was still asleep.
Stopping right next to the bed, she lowered herself onto her knees, and instinctively placed a hand between her legs. Wetness – even before she felt any emotions. A single push of her clit sent instant pleasure into her body, channelling fresh waves of wakefulness as she gently lifted the sheets off his groin. The morning wood couldn’t be anymore delicious as her head went over the tip, tongue sliding out as her lips descended on his cock. She made sure not to touch him anywhere else as her head bobbed up and down, slowly stirring him awake as more saliva dribbled down the shaft.
(He groaned) ‘This early? pause shiiit.. did you take it again?’
‘Mmm-hmm’
Her mouth continued sucking him as he reached for his phone, tapping on it a few times before tucking it under the pillow. There was little for him to do besides to enjoy the moment, which was ending soon once she tied her hair up. With her hands around his balls, she went down on him even faster, slurping and gagging as his abs contracted.
(He groaned) ‘cumming baby.. i’m cum.. inngggg.. ‘
Using both his hands to push her head lower, his hips buckled at the same pace as she moaned, gulping his cum down as they hit her throat. Once her face was out of his saliva-covered dick, she climbed straight onto the bed, put one leg across his waist and sat seamlessly over his cock. Without missing a beat, her hips began rocking back and forth, grinding that mushroom head against her G-spot while she rubbed her clit relentlessly.
Still, he was not required to do anything else but to wail and groan and cramp up to her merciless cowgirl ride. The moment she arched her back, and cupped one hand onto his balls, he knew she was reaching orgasm. And when that squeeze of her hand finally came, he knew better to cover his belly as a rush of juices erupted over his groin, sometimes just leaking, and other times a squirt.
After her body calmed down, the rocking resumed, no matter if he was calling out for a second time.
‘Babe.. BABE! I’M CUMMINGGG! AGAIN!’
With that, his fists tightened on the sheets as she mindlessly continued bouncing, under foamy white cream oozed out from their interconnected nether region. There was no kissing, no fondling, no caressing. Just her, bouncing, slamming, grinding on his dick to her heart’s content.
Soon, her clit-rub stopped, and his balls were once again in her hand. When he was expecting another squeeze, she leaned forward instead, and he managed to slow her fall onto his chest.
‘Babe? Is something wrong? Babe?’
‘Nothing.. I’m fine.’
As soon as she finished her sentence, her pussy clenched up on his dick and she felt silent, turning unconscious as another rush of juices sprayed between their bodies. Somehow, he knew that she would be fine, because her vaginal walls were still contracting around his member. Carefully, he rolled her over onto her back and tucked the dry blanket under her hips, giving her a more comfortable spot to nap on.
It wasn’t the first time she was knocked out that way, and this time, he too, had the same playful thought. ‘Preying’ on her ‘vulnerability’, he raised her legs up and plunged his dick right back into her pussy, fucking that lifeless body until he came a third time. And after that, he went on to finger her until her juices covered more of the soon-to-be-changed sheets.