Early Morning Pt. 01

Hi everyone/anyone reading this, thanks for stopping by to check out my short story.

It's been through multiple edits but I'm that sure your eyes may well pick up numerous things I haven't. Feedback, comments and any corrections are welcomed.

This a work of fiction and written solely by myself with no AI used during the writing process.

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'Early Morning: Part 1'

It was early Saturday morning. For Claire the night had been humid and restless. Short bursts of sleep broken up with dreams of monsters and dramas. She had settled now however, and was in a lazy morning slumber. Drifting in and out of sleep neither fully conscious nor unconscious but walking the line in between.

It was about this time that she started to feel a hand softly caressing her body. Starting at her shoulder and gently brushing down her warm bare skin. Down her upper arm, across to her ribs, along her stomach, over her hip and along her thigh to just above the knee before softly working its way back up. Occasionally breaking away from her bare flesh to soothingly stroke her messy hair. She was unsure if she was awake or dreaming but it felt so soft and sensual that she didn't really mind which was true she just wanted it to continue.

After the touches had followed the soft curves of her side for quite some time the hand began to wander gradually towards the middle of her torso. Carefully brushing from the side of her ribcage across her body and back over her stomach with a feather light touch. Then sliding back to her hip and working its way down and back to caress her butt.

While the hand continued to explore her naked flesh she began to feel soft lips kissing her neck. Each kiss sent a tingle down her spine, a little jolt of electricity bringing her body to life while her mind still slumbered. At this point the hand started to touch ever more of her body. It moved from her hips up to her shoulder, across her upper chest and slowly down teasing her breast and brushing her already hard nipples.

In a slow gradual motion, she felt the hand gently pull her backwards. Rolling her out of the semi fetal position she had been laid in and on to her back. The soft kisses that had only covered her neck and upper back worked their way ever closer to her mouth. Moving upwards millimetre by millimetre along her neck, leisurely detouring to her ear and then across her cheek until finally she felt the lips meet hers. Only then, laid on her back with soft lips pressed against hers, did she feel the warm heat of a body and bare skin move up against her.

Flat on her back, she was more exposed than before and the hand was already starting to trace the previously unreachable corners of her body. It returned to her breasts and cupped them more firmly than before. It made sure to trace the whole side of her body that it couldn't reach before. She stopped paying attention to where it might go next and sank into the pleasure of the touch. The sensation of it danced through her nerves and felt so good, surely it could only be a dream.

There was only one place left untouched by the wandering hand and riding the wave of the sensations, she found herself longing for the moment that it found its way between her legs to find her swollen lips which were desperate for its touch.

Just when she thought she couldn't wait anymore, the hand ever so slowly brushed down her stomach, over her belly button and continued down between her legs until it rested on her outer lips. As it paused there, she steadily opened her legs so that her inner lips blossomed like a flower. As she opened them, she felt a finger gently slip down ever so softly explore the tender folds of her exposed inner lips. The feeling was exactly what she craved and she thrust herself against its touch, giving away how much she needed it. In case it wasn't already obvious by how wet she had become in anticipation.

All of a sudden, the kisses that had still been focused on her mouth throughout the hand's exploration, and had been beginning to involve some tongue, broke away from her lips and began to work their way down over her neck once again. She felt the body next to her shift and momentarily panicked that the dream was over.

The concern was quickly put to rest however, as she felt the warm body lift and slide on top of her while the kisses continued to work down from her neck. They moved down her body so slowly she almost couldn't bear the anticipation. Just like the hand before them, they weren't leaving a single millimetre of her body unattended. When she finally felt the lips kiss her nipple and the tongue gently swirl around it she couldn't help but let out a small breathy moan. It didn't take long for another to follow as the mouth provided just as thorough a service to her other breast and nipple. After they had finished the thorough examination of her breasts, the kisses once again worked downwards edging closer and closer to the warm wet heat waiting between her open legs.

After they had crossed her stomach and passed below her belly button they were tantalisingly close. She didn't want to wait anymore and needily thrust her pubic bone upwards in anticipation but, to her dismay, the kisses moved outwards to her hip and continued ever so slowly down her leg. She felt a little foolish at how desperately she wanted those lips between her legs, but then again, it was their own fault.

Finally, a little below her knee, the kisses began moving back up her leg and onto her inner thigh. This had to be it. There had to be a limit to how much they were going to tease her. She was ready to beg for them to devour her just as she felt a warm tongue softly meet her hard clit. She had been eagerly waiting for it but somehow it still caught her slightly off guard and the long deep groan she released was completely involuntary.

Her own groan was enough to startle her from her dreamy slumber. A brief wave of panic washed over her that the dream was about to end as she cautiously started to blink her eyes open. The room was bright and her eyes were refusing to adjust but, to her relief, she could still feel the tongue washing over her clit.

As her eyes gradually acquiesced to the morning light, she looked down and saw the familiar brown curls of his hair and finally knew for sure that it hadn't all been a dream.

Panic averted, she closed her eyes again and sank back into the sensations coursing through her body. Feeling as his tongue slid away from her clit and traced along the length of her lips and back. As it slowly flicked back and forth over her throbbing clit her breath began to deepen and she felt the pleasure begin to build to a whole new level.

It only intensified as she felt a finger touch her lips, just below the tongue, and softly trace down them. As the tongue continued to flick across her clit, she felt the tip of the finger gently push inside her. It pulled back out to repeat tracing her lips and sliding partially in before, thoroughly covered in her wetness, it finally pushed deep inside her. As it pushed in, she let all of the breath out of her body and fully surrendered to his touch.

Once fully inside her, the finger curved up and applied pressure to the back of her clit, synchronising movements with the tongue as it flicked ever faster and firmer over her clit. A tidal wave of pleasure was building now, threatening to wash away all conscious thought and drown it with euphoria.

As a second finger slid inside her, she grabbed handfuls of his brown curls, pulling his head hard against her while thrusting against it.

His tongue and fingers continued their relentless dance and she felt her muscles start to twitch and tighten involuntarily. The tongue was relentless as she ground herself against it.

Suddenly, the tongue slowed to firmer longer strokes against her clit and she knew almost instantly it was going to push her over the edge. It was mere seconds until the wave washed over her and she let out a deep primal moan. Her body convulsed uncontrollably and she clenched her thighs around his head as her toes curled and head rolled back washed clean of coherent thought.

Trapped between her thighs, his tongue and fingers changed to a steady rhythmic pace, almost like a heartbeat, but continued to stimulate her all the same. As clarity gradually returned to her mind, sensations came back into full focus and she relaxed her thighs from around his head.

Once his head was free, he steadily pulled his fingers out of her and gave her clit a few last playful licks which made her squirm before his kisses began to work their way back up her body again. They were every bit as thorough as they had been on the way down but, on the way back up they left traces of her own wetness spread across her body. Once they reached her mouth she could taste herself on his lips and smiled into his passionate kisses.

After a few minutes of intense kisses, she felt herself being rolled on to her side and warmly embraced as a little spoon. She was so satisfied, her whole body tingled and rushed with pleasure. Between the warm morning light and the warm body curled up against her everything was perfect.

As they spooned, she could feel him rock hard against her and she wanted to make him feel as good as she felt. She reached down and gently guided him between her still sensitive lips. They both let out a long low moan of pleasure as he entered her. Still closely embraced, they rolled their bodies against each other.

He lifted her leg creating space to gradually thrust into her harder, the rhythmic clap of skin on skin steadily increased in volume.

It felt good, but they both longed for a more intense sensation. She put a pillow down at her hips, rolled forward onto it and stretched her body out long. He saw the pillow, knew where she would move and followed her movements to stay inside her. After a little more adjustment, she was laid face down with her hips raised by the pillow under her. He straddled her closed legs while still buried deep inside her from behind. Her face pressed into the sheets, she reached back to spread her cheeks and give him better access to thrust into her. Meanwhile, he planted his hands next to her shoulders and set himself in position.

Although he was fairly average in size, he really knew how to use what he had. He gradually pulled back to slide himself almost completely out of her before he powerfully thrusted deep into her. Building speed with each stroke. It wasn't long until she was being really pounded into the sheets. She let go of her cheeks and wrapped her hands around his strong forearms.

He continued to pound into her until his breaths were laboured and his forearms were shaking. She moaned at both how good it felt and how much she enjoyed being used by him. She tapped him on the arm and he wordlessly pulled out of her and shifted to lay back on the bed.

Free from underneath him, she threw the pillow on the floor and stood up over him on the bed. She kept her feet planted next to his hips and squatted down deeply until just his tip slipped back inside her again. She pressed her hands against his chest and dropped her whole weight down onto him.

While squatted down over him, she watched him take in the view of her flushed face, her breasts squeezed together between her outstretched arms, her stomach rise and fall between heavy breaths and her filled wet lips stretched tight around him.

As he smiled and looked at her longingly, she started to ride him. Initially, it was somewhere between grinding and bouncing but before long, her hips repeatedly lifted and dropped hard down on to him sending ripples through her body.

They moaned together and stared into each other's eyes as their bodies became one. His hands grabbed at her body, much firmer than those first gentle touches only minutes before.

When her thighs were burning from the effort, she shifted her feet underneath her and knelt on her shins above him. He pulled her body forward into his and thrust hard and fast up into her, taking back control. They were both getting close to climax and moaned through breathy sloppy kisses.

She came first, her body once again twitching uncontrollably as she released a crescendo of moans. He held her body tight to his, as her orgasm pushed him over the edge seconds later. He groaned deeply as he pumped hot strands of cum deep inside her. She collapsed fully onto him and they both lay there panting to regain their breath.

Gradually, she slid herself off him and laid at his side holding him close. There was no rush to move. The sheets were already a mess at this point and neither of them wanted to leave the moment.

Eventually, she looked up at him with a smirk and said "That was sneaky of you. Careful, I might have to get you back tomorrow morning."

She nestled her head onto his chest and they both laid there wishing every day could start so perfectly.

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Claire and her, as yet, unnamed man may well be back for further steamy morning adventures. After all, she does owe him one...