I like morning sex.
"Hey, what are you doing..."
The voice that falls from above is languid. Emily gathers her long hair with one hand to keep it from getting dirty and takes his erect member into her mouth.
"A blowjob in the morning..."
The morning light filtering through the curtains reflects off the white sheets. There's no need for additional lighting thanks to the sunlight.
"It's not a night crawl, so it's a morning crawl, I guess."
Emily deliberately lets her saliva drip onto Tom's member, whom she's been dating for two years. When she slides her fingers to wet the tip, he shudders slightly, lying face down.
"Tom, this isn't just a morning physiological phenomenon, right? You're into it, aren't you?"
"Oh, well, yeah. But you, after all we did yesterday, aren't you satisfied yet?"
"Not at all."
"You sex fiend. You're really something else."
Though his words sound like a complaint, Emily smiles softly. His voice is mixed with sobs. It's clear he's feeling it as she teases him. In the one-room apartment with the TV off, the sound of their actions echoes.
"You're feeling it too, aren't you?"
Maybe it's them as a couple who are unusual. Emily, who looks like a demure honor student, and Tom, who has a somewhat rebellious look. They were an odd pair in college, and when they announced they were dating as working adults, it surprised many.
"Why is Emily dating him? Is she being threatened?"
How many times have I heard that in the past two years?
(That's not it, I just wanted to be held by him.)
"Hmph..."
Tom moans. His desire, regaining its hardness, trembles finely. His face, contorted as if he's about to climax, looks very pitiful. Emily doesn't miss the trembling of his rugged knees.
Ah, his seemingly strong, seemingly sturdy face looks like it's about to break. To Emily, that seems very cute and lovely.
"Do you want to come? Are you about to?"
"...Don't look so happy..."
"Hmph. I like seeing you feel it. You don't show that face to anyone else, do you?"
"...You too..."
A sticky liquid overflows from the tip of his desire. Emily scoops up the stringy pre-cum with her finger and slides it over the glans. Tom's breath escapes exaggeratedly. As she repeatedly strokes the glans with her finger, his face turns red.
(Cute)
"Stop..."
Though she intended to increase the intensity of her strokes, Emily stops her hand abruptly.
"...If possible, I want to come inside you."
"Oh, how cool..."
Emily, who was on top, is grabbed by the shoulder and their positions are reversed. Tom, who was underneath, is now on top. Lying on the sheets that still hold his warmth, Emily smiles broadly.
"Ah"
Her breasts are roughly groped, and Emily arches her body. Her nipples, which were thoroughly teased yesterday, emit a slight pain. Even so, as the protruding nipples are teased, Emily lets out a hot sigh. The pain gradually turns into a sweet numbness.
"Ah...hmm...!"
"Hmm..."
Tom covers her lips with his. Their chests touch. The breath escaping from his lips is rough. Emily is very happy that he's excited. It reminds her of the sex they had last night, heating up her lower abdomen.
"...You look so happy. With that innocent face, how lewd are you?"
"Hmph...hmm...ah!"
His finger slips between her legs and enters Emily's wet core. The place that was rubbed so many times since last night is soaked.
As he moves his finger in and out, a wet sound is heard. He smiles mischievously and initiates a deep kiss. Naturally, Emily sticks out her tongue to chase his. As he rubs inside her, her vagina contracts in pleasure.
"I love this...!"
"You...really..."
Tom sighs in exasperation. His raspy voice, calling her lewd, makes Emily's heart flutter. Despite his exasperation, he doesn't get disillusioned with her. Rather, his desire is being stoked.
As proof, he inserts a second finger into her vagina, increasing the speed of his movements. The sound of air being pushed in and out is slightly embarrassing. But the sweet numbness paralyzes her normal consciousness.
"...Put it in...Tom...!"
"You...really love sex...aren't you tired...?"
"Hmm...I'm fine...ah...!"
Tom looks at Emily with concern. Last night, as usual, he was considerate of her. Even though he held her as she desired, he is still kind despite his tough appearance.
(That's what I love about him)
That's why Emily and Tom are dating. It doesn't matter that they look completely different. Emily loves her cute lover who seems to lose his composure during sex.
"...Hmm...Tom...!"
Emily grips the sheets with her fingers. His fingers thrust deeply, scraping her insides. Even though he trims his nails short, when he deliberately moves his fingers to hit deep, it becomes hard to breathe. Tom gazes at her with wolf-like eyes, watching her pained expression. Seeing her feel it, he seems to get more excited.
"Hurry...give it to me!"
When Emily asks, Tom pulls out his fingers.
"I'm putting it in...you lewd girl."
Tom exhales sharply and puts on a condom from the bedside table. His member, harder and more swollen than when Emily was stroking it, makes her heart race with anticipation. Even though they did it last night, she can't help but feel excited.
"Hmph...Tom..."
"Wait patiently."
Tom presses his desire against Emily's vagina. Feeling his heat through the thin rubber, Emily's eyes sparkle. He lifts her legs, holding them, making the insertion visible, filling her with lewd anticipation.
"Ah"
"Hmm..."
Slower than his fingers, he enters her deeply. As her lower abdomen tightens, Tom's face contorts in pain. Seeing his face makes her lower abdomen tighten even more.
(Amazing...)
His desire, entering slowly to avoid burdening Emily, stops once it reaches deep inside. Tom watches her closely. After confirming she's not in pain, he smiles mischievously.
"I'm going to move."
"Hmm...Tom, come on...ha...hmm...!"
As he pulls out, he thrusts back into her cervix. Emily arches her back and lets out a small scream. As his tip grinds against her cervix, her vision goes white. The pleasure spreads from her vagina to her toes and the top of her head.
"Your hips are bouncing...so lewd, as expected..."
"Hmm...! Don't say that...! You're lewd too...hmm!"
"Oh...? You always say things like that... Men are lewd..."
Lewd. His face, slightly flushed from the rhythm, deliberately acting tough. Trying to make her feel it, he's being strong. All of it is lovely, and Emily writhes her hips. Just a slight movement changes the type of pleasure, bringing her closer to climax. His thick desire also seems eager to release its heat.
"Look...you're about to come, right...? Together..."
"Hmm...!!"
He wants to come together. He has a surprisingly romantic side. As he wishes to climax together, the heat in her cervix bursts. Her rationality shatters, and Emily clings to Tom's body. His body is hot, tensing up just before climax. Emily's body is the same.
"Ah...!!"
"Ugh...!"
His heat releases inside the condom. As he trembles with the aftershocks of his thrusts, he rubs inside her. His movements, rubbing her insides, bring Emily to a second climax. She clings tightly to his back.
"Ah...I love you."
"You really love sex, don't you? You lewd girl."
Emily rests her head on Tom's knee. He plays with her long black hair, sitting cross-legged. Emily lies on the bed, using his knee as a pillow, looking out the window. It's still early morning, and through the thin curtain, she can see the blue sky and morning sun. The sweat from their earlier sex dries, and the sheets cool her down.
Having moved, a pleasant fatigue seeps into her body.
"No, I mean I love you, Tom."
"After continuing sex since last night, you say that."
"I'm serious."
Emily knows that Tom's attitude is just a cover for his embarrassment. Since they're dating, they understand that they love each other.
"I love having sex with you, Tom."
"Yeah, yeah, thanks."
"I'm serious."
When she lifts her head and face, he gives her a gentle kiss. He smiles mischievously, as if he succeeded in surprising her.
"I love you too."
She thought he looked like a child. Unlike the sex at night where their faces are hidden, his face is brightly lit, and they can see each other's bodies clearly. While there's also lewd sex in the dark, Emily felt deeply at this moment.
(Morning sex is really nice.)
Fin.
