Morning Sex

I love that somnolent feeling of just waking in the morning. Rolling over and pressing my belly against your warm, soft ass and wrapping my arms around you, hearing that little moan escape your lips as you too savor the precious contact. My hand cups the one breast I can get to, gently caressing. Time seems to run on so slowly as if the universe had paused to allow us this pleasure.
My hand dips lower to feel your smooth belly, taking its time to slowly traverse that lovely distance from breast to the bottom of your belly and back up again. You press your back into me making firm contact against my chest. I breathe in the sweet smell of your hair as I kiss the back of your neck. The hands of the clock have not moved.
After awhile like this, you turn over and we hold each other tight, one leg over the other, your pelvis pushing into me.
My cock is stirring now, rising against you, you move a little to position it I’m not sure just where. But I can sense the quickening of your breath. You are opening your legs to me and pushing against me in little movements, back and forth. We are lying face to face and savoring the rise in the sexual tension. My cock is hard and aching with the desire to enter you but I do not wish to shatter this magical feeling of holding you close.
At last you turn onto your back, pulling me with you, opening your legs to allow me entry.
My cock slips slowly into your hot wet pussy with a thrill like no other…that velvety feel is an ecstasy unfathomable and indescribable, transporting us into lonely place where only you and I inhabit. Slowly in and out, now faster, now slower, until the moment cannot be contained and my soul bursts forth into you in hot spurts of intense fire. You push up against me and your contractions suck the last few drops from my fiery cock.
We lay again together face to face holding on tight until our breathing subsides to normal and the glow diminishes slowly. Now the time accelerates again and the day begins.