Morning Masturbation
by Siobhan


***part 1***


I feel her next to me in our sleep. We nuzzle and nestle together, naked
and intertwined after the beauty of our love making. Waking only
momentarily, I see her lying on her back, her breasts rise and fall to
the slow rhythm of her breathing. I cuddle closer to her right side, my
face nuzzling under her right breast, my right hand finding her left
breast. Her delicate right arm falls behind my back, pulling me in
closer. Again, I drift back to sleep, cradled next to my beautiful
lover.

Slowly waking, I feel movement next to me. I haven't moved much since
last drifting away, except my right leg that was over her's is now under
her bent knee. I wake a little more, realizing the movement I feel is my
love masturbating. How wonderful! 

Not wishing to interrupt her, I give her left breast a slight squeeze.
Her response is a moan of pleasure. I then move slightly to suckle her
right breast, still giving the other a light, steady grip. Another moan,
deeper than the first, her left hand quickening it's pace between her
lovely legs and her other lightly gripping the back of my head tell me
she's enjoying herself. After a few moments of suckling, I crawl up to
her ear, planting light kisses upon her soft skin along the way.

Upon reaching her ear, I lightly suck in the earlobe, causing another
deep moan. I whisper into her ear. I tell her how beautiful and sexy she
is. I tell her how beautiful and sexy her masturbation is. I tell how
wonderful I feel to be able to witness such a beautiful and sexy thing,
all the while lightly massaging her breasts and kissing at her ear and
neck. Her pace quickens and her breathing becomes more laboured and her
moans, much louder now than my whispering, fill the otherwise noiseless
room.

I begin to relate one of our favourite fantasies, the one where we're
alone on a tropical atoll, swimming naked in the warm water of the
lagoon. She moans my name and pulls me closer to her, her left hand a
blur as she reaches her point of no return. Her hips start to buck in
rhythm to her own stimulation. Her moans of pleasure give way to yelps
of passion. My name is uttered again, this time in a scream, as she
announces her orgasm. Again, I whisper in her ear how beautiful she is
and how much I love her. As her orgasm explodes, she throws her left arm
around me and I return the embrace. She nuzzles her face between my
breasts and holds on for dear life as her orgasmic convulsions slowly
subside. All the while I stroke her hair and kiss the top of her head
until she falls asleep in my arms.

I, too, am very wet, but satisfied in my lover's pleasure. Besides, my
turn will come soon enough...


***part 2***


The twilight of dawn creeps through my window as I slowly wake. The
feeling of my lover nestled between my breasts instantly reminds me of
the playful love we shared no too long ago. As my mind wakes, so does my
arousal. I'm still very wet from simply watching my love masturbate.
Okay, okay, so I helped a little. But, now, it's my turn. I don't wish
to wake her, not just yet. Let her sleep.

With my left hand, I start to slowly trace a line from my right nipple
to my pubes, remembering how we made love last night and how she
masturbated just an hour or so ago. The usual tingling between my legs
upon arousal was quickly being replaced by a three alarm fire! I can't
help it, I just love sex! My nipples visibly hardened as my finger
crossed my belly, inching ever so slowly toward the promised land. I
felt my legs spread a little and I didn't even think about it. My right
hand found my left breast just as it's counterpart slid from my curly
red pubes into the slick wetness between my swollen lips. My back
started to arch as the blaze between my legs grew hotter, fueled by my
index and middle fingers dipping inside me. I squeezed my breast as my
fingers slipped ever further inside my silky slick hole. My thumb
brushed my clit and that was the last straw! 

My right hand brought my left nipple to my mouth and I began sucking
like a starving infant. Meanwhile, my left hand is doing it's Peter
North imitation and fucking my pussy stupid, while my thumb is trying to
indent my clit. I completely lost control. Never actually had it.

Somewhere in the midst of this very wonderful self-fuck, my right nipple
is put into the jaws of a Hoover. I only came out of the fog long enough
to remember I wasn't alone to start with and she must be awake now.
Good. I pulled my fingers out of the lake between my legs and stuffed
them into my mouth as I rolled over and stuck my cute little arse into
the air, straddling my lover. Her hands were immediately to my breasts
as we locked in a tongue battle to rival the very best. The fingers of
both of my hands were all over my pussy.
Rub inside, rub my clit, rub my lips, rub my pubes, spread `em, squeeze
`em, DIVE! DIVE!! DIVE!!!...

I woke up with a start from a sound sleep. ..4 a.m. alone. I looked
around my bedroom, got up, looked over the rail of the loft. My dog was
sleeping in her spot next to the fireplace, no reason for me to worry.
My nipples hardened a bit from the chill of the night air. Wide awake at
4 a.m. I flipped on the TV to see if there was anything on to zone me
out enough to go back to sleep...