It’s Too Hot Under The Covers
I had just gotten back into bead after shaving and brushing my teeth and snuggled up against California Girl when she said this to me. Did she mean?
- A) She was too hot. Adjust the air conditioning.
- B) Take my arm way and stop touching her.
- C) Go down on me, NOW!
- D)None if the above.
If you guessed “C”, you are correct. I’ve posted in the past about how we ha a special way of communicating with each other. We don’t always directly say what we mean but we know what we mean.
So I pulled back the covers, exposing her naughty parts and dove between her legs. We’re still on the morning schedule (although we’ve been on the evening schedule quite a bit too recently ;-)) so sunlight was coming through the blinds. I was wide awake and had plenty of energy for the task. I licked and sucked like she was my breakfast. California Girl just lay back and enjoyed herself. I would glance up at her from time to time. She was really into it. I was struck by the contrast of her two un-tanned areas. Where she wore her top, the change was very gradual. Where she wore her bottoms, the change was very abrupt. Of course I was concentrating on the un-tanned parts. Her tan lines looked very tempting.
There weren’t a lot of dead soldiers to avoid so I was able to lick her to a very satisfying orgasm. Afterwards, she pulled my head up to her. She does that all the time but I still love it when she does it. The folds of her naughty bits were slightly open and she looked very inviting. I just wanted to stick my dick in her right then. But there is always the diaphragm. It had only been in its box for about half an hour when she went to retrieve it.
It was already well past the time when I should be getting up when she returned and started sucking my dick. I’ wasn’t thinking much about needing to get up earlier, now the thought completely left my mind. Once we were back in the mood, she hopped on and rode me cowgirl style. She was wide awake and rode me energetically, drawing my dick deep inside her. I could feel the end of her hole with my dick and it was good. I enjoyed the feeling of her body both inside and out; joined together on so many different levels. After she came, we switched positions. We finished in the missionary position with our heads smashed up into the pillows. Driven there by the liveliness of our thrusts.
We cuddled for a bit until my “get up NOW” alarm beeped and it was time for me to go to work. I always like the dawn of a new day after I’ve slept. And I like it even better if it starts out pleasantly like today.
Comments
Comment from wilma
Time July 26, 2005 at 12:09 pm
Delicious! Another great post!!
I was unfamiliar with the “dead soldiers” remark, too.
Congrats on being Fleshbotted yesterday!
Cheers!
~w
Comment from Midwestern City Boy
Time July 26, 2005 at 9:15 pm
Kelly/Wilma: The term “dead soldiers” depends on the context. If I am in a bar, it refers to the empty beer bottles that have sacrificed themselves so that I can relax and unwind. In this context, it refers to the “remnants” from our session the night before. California Girl’s juices are fine. Mine on the other hand… Lets just say the fewer the better. Not a show stopper but in the same category as Gynol II contraceptive jelly.
Wilma: I guess that means that someone likes our blog. We got a LOT of hits from being fleshbotted.
Comment from Kelly
Time July 26, 2005 at 7:29 am
Incredible fun for you both!!! Thank you so much for sharing..but..Dead soldiers??? I’m not familiar with the term?