Kevin stirred awake to the most incredible wet heat wrapped around his cock.
His eyes fluttered open, vision still blurry with sleep, but the pleasure was sharp and immediate as slow, sloppy sucks, a warm tongue swirling around the head, and the faint 'gluck-gluck' sounds of a very eager mouth. He looked down.
Holli Was kneeling between his spread thighs, completely naked, her blonde hair tousled from sleep and last night's fucking. Her full lips were stretched wide around his morning wood, cheeks hollowed as she bobbed lazily, spit and leftover cum from the night before dripping down his shaft in shiny strings. Her eyes flicked up, sparkling with mischief when she saw he was awake.
She popped his cock free with an obscene 'wet pop', strings of saliva connecting her lips to the glistening head. Her hand stroked him slow and firm while her tongue dragged a long, lazy lick from base to tip.
"Good morning, baby," she purred, voice husky and dripping with sex. "This raging dragon was already awake and poking me in the ass, so I just gave it a little bit of lick… and suck… and worship."
Kevin let out a low, sleepy groan, a lazy smile spreading across his face. "Fuck, Holli… best alarm clock in any world." He reached down and slid his fingers into her messy hair, resting his palm gently on the back of her head, not pushing, just holding her there while he watched.
She grinned up at him, then dipped lower. Her tongue traced his balls, licking them thoroughly, coating them in warm spit before she sucked one into her mouth with a wet 'slurp', humming happily. She switched to the other, rolling it gently, her hand still pumping his shaft in long, sloppy strokes that made obscene squelching noises.
Kevin's grip tightened in her hair, breath hitching. "Shit… you're really not wasting any time, huh?"
Holli released his balls with a lewd pop and crawled up his body like a cat, straddling his hips. She reached between them, wrapped her fingers around his slick, spit-shiny cock, and pointed the fat head right at her dripping entrance. Her pussy lips were already puffy and glistening from how turned on she was.
"Bon appétit," she whispered with a wicked little wink.
Then she sank down.
One long, slow, filthy slide all the way to the hilt. Her walls clenched around him, hot and silky and still a little creamy from last night's loads. Holli moaned loud and shameless, head tipping back as she started riding him with lazy, rolling hips. Her massive tits bounced heavily right in front of Kevin's face, nipples hard and begging. Every downward thrust made them jiggle and slap together with wet, fleshy sounds, spit and sweat already making them shine.
"Fuuuck, baby… your cock feels even better in the morning," she gasped, grinding her clit against his base on every circle. "Still so thick… still so full of cum for me…"
Kevin's hands shot up to grab those bouncing tits, squeezing them roughly, thumbs flicking her nipples. "Ride me harder, Holli. Let me watch those perfect tits bounce while you fuck yourself stupid on me."
She did exactly that picking up the pace, ass slapping against his thighs in wet, rhythmic 'plap-plap-plap' sounds. Her pussy was sloppy, creamy rings of mixed juices coating his shaft every time she lifted up. Little cartoon hearts still floated off Kevin's chest even in the morning light, and Holli giggled breathlessly when one landed on her tit.
They fucked like that for long, lazy minutes slow and deep one second, then faster and filthier the next until both of them were panting and sweating. Holli leaned down, kissing him messy and open-mouthed, tongues sliding together while she kept riding.
Eventually she slowed, still impaled on him, and pressed her forehead to his.
"Shower?" she whispered, biting her lip. "We're both sticky as hell… and I want to clean you properly."
Kevin smirked. "Lead the way."
They stumbled into the luxurious en-suite bathroom still joined for a few steps, his cock slipping out with a wet 'schlorp' only when they reached the large glass shower. Hot water cascaded down as Holli turned it on.
She grabbed a bottle of thick, pink body cleanser and squeezed a generous amount between her heavy breasts, lathering them up until they were shiny and sudsy.
"Let me clean you first, baby," she purred, dropping to her knees again under the spray.
Holli pressed her soapy tits around his cock and started sliding them up and down, titfucking him with slow, deliberate strokes. The slick, soapy friction was obscene. She leaned in and licked the head every time it poked out from between her cleavage, sucking the tip noisily while her breasts kept milking him clean.
"Mmm… getting every drop off," she moaned, stroking his shaft with both soapy hands now, twisting on the upstroke. "Gotta make sure my favorite real-boy cock is nice and fresh for the rest of the day."
Kevin groaned, hips twitching. "Fuck, you're spoiling me already."
When she was satisfied he was clean, Holli stood up, handed him the bottle with a sultry smile, and turned around, pressing her hands against the tiled wall. She arched her back and pushed her ass out toward him, water streaming down her curves.
"Your turn, baby."
Kevin took the soap gladly. He lathered his hands and started on her shoulders, then slid down to cup and knead her tits from behind, pinching her nipples hard enough to make her gasp and push back against him. He slapped one soapy ass cheek 'crack' then the other, watching the red handprints bloom under the water.
"God, this body is fucking perfect," he growled, hands roaming. When he reached her pussy he cleaned it thoroughly, fingers spreading her lips and rubbing the slick folds before pushing two thick digits inside without warning. Holli moaned loud, forehead pressed to the cool tile.
"Baby—ahh—yes…"
He finger-fucked her slowly, curling his fingers, stretching her while the water made everything even sloppier. Then he pulled his fingers free, tapped the fat head of his cock against her dripping pussy lips a couple times, and without another word plunged back in to the hilt in one smooth, powerful thrust.
Holli cried out in pleasure, walls clenching around him instantly.
The shower filled with the wet, filthy sounds of skin slapping wet skin as Kevin started fucking her hard against the wall, water cascading over their joined bodies, soap suds mixing with fresh cream.
And the morning had only just begun.
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[A/N: I gotta admit, I actually get turned on making chapters like this. Is this how all smut authors feel when they write sex scenes? LMAO 😂]