BREAKFAST WITH PATRICIA SeXStoRY

I woke early to the sweet unmistakable discomfort of my morning glory, so turning more to my front I began to rub my stiff cock against the warm sheet beneath me. With my hips providing the necessary fulcrum I rubbed my swollen knob against the sheet until my cock stiffened to the point of unbearable pain. Taking it in my fist it confirmed to me that I was at my maximum size, seven inches long, five inches girth and I so desperately wanted a sweet tight cunt to fuck. Wanting this feeling to last forever, I avoided the temptation for a wank, so I decided upon a coffee and shakily I began my journey, in a lustful haze, to the kitchen. With my cock dripping pre-cum and bouncing merrily with every step, I tip-toed down the stairs until I reached tread seven which protested noisily with a low pitched creek, the equivalent to a human fart, only more loudly, I stopped immediately to listen for any other sounds. I don’t know why, there I was, naked, big cock dripping pre-cum on the carpet and no where else to go, I was the proverbial rabbit in head lights, so I had no other option but to continue my journey as indeed I had every morning since I had arrived here three weeks ago. But I wanted this morning to be different. Turning right into the lounge then on into the dinning room and kitchen, the house was completely still and silent, with only the stale smell of last nights meals to disturb my senses, so peaceful I thought. Part filling the kettle, switching it on and looking for a mug and the coffee grounds I was suddenly disturbed by another sound. Patricia was moving upstairs, was she just going to the bathroom? My eyes followed the sounds above me and they were definitely moving down stairs, tread seven confirmed that! With my heart pounding away in my chest and full of anticipation and her footsteps getting closer, though more silent, I turned away to look at the garden and imagined the scene that was about to happen. “What the fuck are you doing? Get out you pervert! I could get ****d in my sl**p. Get out!!” She said hysterically standing in a monochromatic world, which seemed unreal. Was I just dreaming this? I was thinking this and looking through the window when reality struck. “Fuck me, what a lovely arse. I like men with tight well formed cheeks” I looked over my left shoulder to see Patricia standing in the doorway, wearing nothing more than a skimpy see-through chemise and a broad smile, her long black hair tumbling over her shoulders did nothing to distract from her dark brown areole and black bushy beaver which were clearly visible and very tempting. “Well, I hope you like this” I said turning to point my aching cock at her. “Fucking hell,” she said, walking towards me with her eyes transfixed on my swollen member. “What a beautiful cock you have, I’ve got to have that” Reaching out she wrapped her delicate fingers around it, making it twitch and my bum cheeks clench involuntarily. Looking into my eyes she stepped backwards, taking me with her until she felt a chair behind her. Sitting down with my cock brushing against her face, she opened her mouth to take my shiny knob into her. It felt fucking wonderful. The warm moistness of her tongue easing the ache I had felt since I awoke. I cupped her breasts in my hands and gently squeezed them, feeling her dark brown nipples harden in my palms. Carefully I removed the straps from off her shoulders allowing her chemise to fall to her waist before holding her breasts again to feel the warmth and smoothness of her flesh. I took her hardened nipples between my thumb and forefinger and began to pinch them and pull them, which made her groan and sigh breathlessly before I pulled my cock out of her, and rub it against her nipples whilst she kissed the side of my left bum cheek and run her fingers down my bum crack. Holding her left breast I lowered my head until I had her nipple in my mouth and sucked on it like a c***d, taking as much of her breast in my mouth as I could whilst she continued with kissing my bum cheek and squeezing my tight balls in her small hand. “Your cock and balls are so smooth, just like a porn star,” she said breathlessly. “I can’t get enough of them” “Now it’s my turn to taste you,” I said stepping back and lowering my self to my knees before placing my head between her open thighs to kiss the gusset of her transparent knickers. She smelt wonderful, such a turn on making me even harder, how much more could I take before exploding. Placing her hands on each side of my head she held me firmly while she began to rub herself against my nose and chin intensifying the aroma of her cunt. With her arse raised off the chair I tugged at her knickers until they offered no cover to her cunt and when she sat down I pulled them down her thighs, past her knees to her ankles where I removed them from her left leg leaving them in a small untidy knot around her right ankle. Holding my head firmly again she pulled me towards her cunt. It seemed slightly swollen and her inner lips, like delicate rose petals, were inviting. With my tongue I began to separate them to taste the juices that were now gathering at the entrance to her fuck hole before taking them carefully between my lips and pulling at them. Releasing them I slid my tongue upwards towards her clit, which had bye now appeared from beneath it’s little hood. As I licked at it’s firmness it became larger, just like a swelling cock I thought, and Patricia responded with breathless sighs. “I’m almost cumming”, she said pushing my head away “and I don’t want that yet, please fuck me now”. Holding her hand I pulled her to her feet and without instruction she turned around and lay across the kitchen table. Her arse was gorgeous, two perfectly round bum cheeks separated by a deep bum crack and between them was her lovely cunt, glistening with juices. I was tempted to lower myself again to lick her from the rear, to kiss those two perfect globes, but my cock was now in control and it f***ed me forward until it nudged itself against her moist opening before penetrating her making her groan softly as air was pushed from out of her lungs. My rhythm started slowly as my cock explored her moist depths before I began to increase the pace and energy of the fuck I had wished for since earlier on. I varied the depth of penetration from just the tip of my stiff member to its full seven inches when my balls would slap against her arse sending ripples through her bum cheeks. As her cunt lips tightened around my cock my orgasm intensified until I couldn’t delay it any longer. Suddenly it hit me, shooting my spunk further into her depths, my bum cheeks clenching I gave a groan of delight as the intensity subsided. My spunk gave extra lubrication to an already well-lubed orifice allowing me to fuck until my balls were completely empty and my satisfaction complete. “Stay as you are babe” I said breathlessly. Slipping down to my knees I kissed her bum cheeks and licked her bum crack now moist with her sweat. My spunk was dripping out from her swollen cunt and I licked it enthusiastically before I started to lick her enlarged stiff clit until her orgasm hit her too, covering my face with more of her juices. “Oh fuck, my legs are going Gavin, my legs have gone to jelly, I must sit down”, said Patricia breathlessly and trembling. She looked hot and flushed as she lowered herself on the chair, in fact “well and truly fucked” was the expression, which came to mind. The composure which she had earlier had now deserted her, the glint of wanton lust was in her eyes. As I stood before her she took hold of my soft cock, which swung sadly between my legs and drew it into her mouth. The effect of her warm moist tongue twisting serpent-like along its length brought it back to life again, quickly growing to something like its former magnificence. “This tastes delicious Gavin, your spunk and my juices taste wonderful,” she said slurping on it, like a schoolgirl with a lollypop. “I so desperately want a pee and I don’t think I can make it to the bathroom”. The prospect of the unexpected pleasure of watching her pee was enough to make my cock twitch and bum cheeks clench. Suddenly I heard the unmistakable sound of a trickle coming from between her legs. Looking down I saw a feeble stream of liquid dripping off the chair onto the floor. Quickly I pulled my cock from her mouth and sank to my knees in front of her. She was now pissing in full f***e in an arc across the kitchen, only disturbed by the intervention of my chest then my mouth as I positioned myself to drink this warm golden liquid. When this spectacle was finished and turned on again, I stood in front of her with my swollen cock in hand and proceeded to toss myself off until I spurted my sticky spunk into Patricia’s eager mouth, finally I lowered my mouth to hers and kissed her, tasting my spunk on her lips and tongue. Now that’s what I call breakfast. © Morning Glory. July. 2010