The Morning After

The Morning After

I slowly open my eyes as my senses come alive one by one.  The morning sunlight weaves itself through the trees searching for the windows in my bedroom.  In the background I can hear the shower come on, and I picture your nude form leaning in to test the temperature of the water before stepping in.  The thought of you nude reminds me of the night before and the stiffness in my muscles brings a smile to my face as I remember the exertion required to elicit such soreness.  I can still taste you in my mouth, and the aroma of our heated exchange of passion from last night is held in the fibers of the rumpled sheets.  I feel an all too familiar warmth beginning to gather between my legs.  I moan in delight as I reach down to console my aching sex.  I can feel the slippery texture of desire between my fingers, and I know that the source of that desire is in the next room taking a shower.  Wasting not one more precious second, I rise from the bed and walk into the bathroom.  I can see the shape of your body through the clear shower curtain.  You have your head back and your arms up as you rinse the shampoo from your hair.  Your eyes are closed and you have a look of peaceful satisfaction on your beautiful face.  I can no longer stand for our bodies to be separated by anything more than a few water droplets.  You open your eyes as I begin to pull back the curtain and say, "It's about time".  We both smile as I move closer to you. You turn me around so that I am exposed to the warm stream of water.  I pull your body close to mine and my breath quickens feeling your warm wet skin next to mine.  We look into each other's eyes and without words we kiss.  This was not like the many kisses we have already shared...it wasn't passion, it wasn't desire, it was something else.  This kiss was soft and smooth.  There was no urgency behind this kiss...no desire to move onto something else and we both felt it.  We kissed as if we had been kissing for a thousand years....so familiar, so synchronized, so comfortable.  Neither of us knew how long we had been in this state of bliss, but the slight chill in the water told me that it had been for some time. We parted lips and you backed away with an evil grin and said, " Don't keep me waiting too long" and then you stepped out of the bathtub.  I am standing in stunned silence as the water is growing colder by the second.  I snap myself out of my trancelike state of mind and turn off the cold water.  I know I only have a couple of minutes of warm water, so I hurry and make the most of it.  As I finish my final rinse, the water again begins to chill.  I reach down to turn it off and smile as I realize that my "cold shower" did nothing to reduce my desire.  When I step out of the shower and reach for my towel, I notice something out of the corner of my eye.  Now the evil grin spreads across my face.  You have been up to something naughty while I've been in the shower, and you have left me a little surprise...actually it's about an 8-inch surprise with a black leather harness....  After drying off and running a quick brush through my wet hair, I reach down and pick up the morning desire of my princess.  The length and width give it substantial weight in my hands.  I turn on the faucet in the sink praying that there is just a little hot water left.  I lather my hands with soap and begin to stroke my detached member up and down in a rhythmic motion.  At first it was to clean it and to make sure it was nice and warm for you when I arrived to the bedroom, but then the ritual cleaning became sensual pleasure.  I close my eyes as my soapy hands travel the length of the shaft over and over.  I imagine my hands feeling what you are about to feel inside of you.  I feel it's rigid erectness, it's warmth, it's texture, and it's desire as it becomes alive through me.  I rinse the suds from our friend with hot water and leave it dripping as I step into the harness.  It weighs heave against my sex as constant pressure is pushed against my already aroused clit.  I walk into the bedroom to see you lying in bed...breathtakingly nude.  Your nipples are hard and erect as are mine.  Your eyes travel downward to view the surprise you left for me.  Without wasting another moment, I move toward the bed and climb in next to you, never taking my eyes away from the most beautiful girl in my world.  As my body touches yours, I can feel the warm liquid of desire escape my loins, and I have to know if you are ready for me too.  As we enter into another passionate kiss, I position my member between my thighs to keep it warm for you.  My right hand travels from your breast, down your stomach to your beautiful sex.  I feel the ache of desire as my lovesoaked hand confirms your need for release.  We then move as one... as I begin to rise, you slip your body beneath mine.  I have to be greedy and take you with my mouth first...after all it is my first love.  I close my eyes and wish that I could keep my mouth on your body forever, for it is truly heaven.  As much as I would like to continue this self indulgence, the ever present weight of my 8-inch surprise is begging for attention.  I begin to move my mouth away from your sex and travel to your stomach, all the while inching our morning's destiny closer and closer.  Feeling that the time has arrived for me to introduce a new form of pleasure between us, I tear myself away from making love to your breasts and lean back so that I am sitting on my knees.  I gently reach underneath your thighs and push your knees back toward your body, so that you will be in the most comfortable position to receive me.  I moisten the tip of the head by slowly rubbing it against your wet sex, so that it doesn't hurt you when it enters.  I reach with my hand to guide it into you.  As I look up to see your face, your eyes that were once closed are now looking back at me.  Again we hold the gaze of intense passion that can only be understood by the windows of the soul.  With the passage of wordless trust from your eyes to mine, I enter you with one smooth stroke.  Not too hard at first just enough to see if you are okay and if you want less or more.  You answer me immediately by thrusting your hips toward mind with an equal and opposite force.  I begin to pick up the pace and increase the power of my thrust.  You continue to meet me with a thrust of your own, that in turn is pounding my clit and sending me into a blind passion.  I can think of nothing but to make you feel as good as I am feeling.  I want you to come all over me...it is my all consuming thought.  Sweat is trickling down my back and my legs are burning with exertion...but I don't care.  There is only you...there is only us... right here...right now.  Each thrust brings me closer to orgasm and I am nearing the point of no return... but I can't...not yet.  Oh god, it's too overwhelming, and I can no longer keep my desire a prisoner in my own body.  Just as the room is turning white, I feel you release your morning's desire all over me.  Every muscle in my body tenses as electricity pulses through me for what seems like hours.  As our bodies release as one, we seemingly inhale our next breath together after pausing all life function for a moment in time.  I slowly remove our friend from it's cozy warmth and with one hand quickly release the harness that binds it to me, for they have more than served us well this morning.  I lie down beside you and you roll over on your side, throwing one leg over mine and placing your hand on my stomach.  We lie there together, allowing our breathing to return to normal.  As we enjoy the warmth of each other's body, you lean up on one elbow and look me in the eye...and with the naughtiest grin I have ever seen, you simply say " I think we need to shower".