Breakfast Is Served

Breakfast is Served

“Wake up, babe,” I heard Melissa whisper in my ear.

I opened my eyes and looked around, suddenly remembering that I had spent the night in the guest room.

“Did he leave?” I asked.

“No, he’s still here. We’ve been at it all night long. Just taking a little break.”

I was well aware that they had been at it all night long. I’d been up listening to their grunts and groans from the next room. I finally fell asleep at dawn. Feeling groggy, I was confused why Melissa was waking me if he was still over.

“Remember your promise?” she asked.

Her words jogged my memory. Yes, I did promise her something.

“You promised that you would taste me after he had me,” she said with more than a hint of arousal in her voice. “Are you ready for your breakfast?”

She rolled me over onto my back before I could respond and then climbed on top of me, fully naked. I could clearly smell sex on her as she straddled my chest. When she reached my face, I looked directly at her swollen, puffy lips just inches above me. She was drenched. I saw evidence of their lovemaking all over her amazing pussy. His thick seed was seeping out of her and covering her lips and her clit. 

She paused a moment so I could get a close and clear look of what he had done to her. After a few seconds, she grabbed a fistful of my hair. A drop of his semen fell from her opening and landed on my mouth. She then plunged down onto my mouth with authority. I had never seen her be so assertive with her sexuality.

“Lick,” she commanded.

I began licking, as his thick ooze mixing with her juices immediately covered my mouth.

“Suck,” she said as her grip on my hair strengthened. She pushed my face deeper in and she started to grind.

I sucked, I licked. I felt the juices enter my mouth and slowly slide toward my throat. I was overwhelmed by her forcefulness as she was making me lick her lover’s gooey sperm.

Her gyrating increased. And while I have always had trouble bringing her to orgasm, a very intense climax began to sweep over her immediately. She was grinding herself up and down my whole face, covering me with thick, sticky juices. I heard her explode in an orgasm as she then centered herself directly on my mouth.

“Open,” she commanded.

I opened my mouth and felt a flood of juices enter quickly. This was clearly multiple loads escaping from her. I fought back the urge to gag.

She lifted off suddenly and placed her hand over my messy mouth. “Drink,” she barked.

I drank.

“Swallow. Take all of it.”

I swallowed and swallowed and swallowed. All of it. That seemed to satisfy her. She climbed off of me and said, “I hope you enjoyed your breakfast, babe.” She scooted out of the room as I watched her perfect little ass. I wanted her more than I ever have before. She went back to the master bedroom and closed the door behind her. I remained in bed with a sticky mouth, smelling and tasting their sex.