4 comments/ 89743 views/ 3 favorites Lazy Saturday Morning By: Mr.Anonymous "You can put it in my ass if you want," she said. If I want? Of course, I wanted to, but let me go back first... It was a Saturday morning during a cold New England winter. I was supposed to be at a Bar review course, but it was one of those mornings when you just didn't feel like moving. Instead, I snuggled close to my girlfriend under the covers. I silently slipped out of my boxer shorts, and began tugging on her panties. She began to stir, "Not now, sweetie, I'm tired." "Let's just lay naked together, I'm tired too." So there we were, snuggled under the covers, her back against my chest, my arm around her breasts, and my penis tucked between her legs. I could feel her warmth, and the expected happened: my penis started to grow. It was a nice comfortable feeling, holding her close. As I was enjoying the feeling of just being there, she started to move her hips, my rising cock slipping between her lips, sliding over her entrance and clit, slick with her secretions. "I thought you were tired?" She brought her hand down, and grabbed my cock, rubbing it over her clit several times. "I am, but this hard penis between my legs is getting me excited" Who was I to argue? My excitement was obvious as she continued to rock her hips, my head teasing her entrance. This was definitely more fun than the Bar review course. "I'm really excited, look how wet you are making me." It was true, my girlfriend was always very wet, but this time her juice was soaking my cock, and I hadn't even entered her yet. "You can put it in my ass if you want." We had discussed anal sex on a number of occasions, both of us had experimented with others, but her experiences were not pleasant. Regardless, she had confessed she was willing to have anal sex with me, but told me she had to be "really" in the mood. This morning seemed to be the day. I reached over to the end table on my side of the bed, grabbed a condom and lube, and was ready to begin. I had decided that I was going to make this experience enjoyable, more about her pleasure than mine. If all went well, we could repeat this another time. After all, I was going to enjoy this, so I was going to proceed slowly, and gently. We were still in the same position, her back to my front, and I pulled away enough to slip my hand down to her ass. My fingers, covered in lube, circled her ring, and slowly my index finger slid in. She moaned softly. I asked her if she was alright, and she said that she was fine, and it felt good. I removed my finger, applied more lube, and slowly inserted my index and middle fingers, all the way in, and began rubbing her walls, coating them with the lube. "I want YOU in me" Okay. I tore the foil off the condom, and slipped the condom on my shaft. She spread her legs, and I took more lube, and liberally coated the condom. She took hold of my shaft and guided my head to her puckered hole. I remained still, while she pressed back, with my head entering her ass. She was very warm, and tight, extremely tight. As she settled back onto me, only my cockhead entered her, and I waited. And waited. Finally, she spoke: "I can't get you in..." Needless to say, I was disappointed. Here I was hard, lubed, head in her ass, and this was supposed to end now? I was not so willing to scratch this plan. I had an idea. "What if I try the vibrator?" "Okay." So I sat up, took the lube, spread more of it on my fingers, and entered her once again with two digits, recoating her walls. I stood up, leaned over and kissed her cheek, "I'll be right back" and entered the bathroom, lube and vibrator in hand. Carefully, I removed the condom, and placed it over the vibrator, taking an elastic to secure the bottom of the condom. I then lubed up the vibrator's condom, and then thoroughly washed my hands. I returned to the bedroom, slid my girlfriend into the middle of the bed. I placed a towel on the bed, with the lube and vibrator, and crawled between her legs. I saw the look of anticipation in her eyes, and I leaned over and began by placing a light kiss on the hood of her clit. Her head rolled back, and she moaned her agreement to continue..."Mmmmmmmm" "Let me know if you want me to stop" I licked from the bottom of her pussy to her clit. I have always enjoyed oral sex, and at times, do not know whether I prefer giving or receiving. But as my tongue entered her pussy, and I tasted her sweetness, I was VERY content to be giving. I reached over as I continued to probe her with my tongue, and took the vibrator in hand. I placed the tip at her puckered hole, and felt her tense. I let the vibrator stay there, and removed my tongue, and took her clit between my lips. Another moan let me continue, and slowly, I applied pressure to the vibrator. The vibrator is turned off at this time, and it is about 7 inches long, but slightly thinner than my cock. Slowly it entered her ass, while I continued to play with her clit. Before I knew it, only the end of the vibrator stuck out of her ass. I pulled back and saw my girlfriend, legs splayed, head back, and vibrator sticking out of her ass. I was not surprised to feel my cock twitch at the sight. I crawled up the bed and kissed her on the lips. She tasted herself on my lips, and began passionately wrestling with my tongue. I took hold of the vibrator, slowly sliding it out until only the tip remained, and then slowly slid it back in. I broke the kiss. "How do you feel? Does it hurt?" "Mmmm, nnnn" she responded, eyes closed head back. "Does it feel good?" "Mmmm, hmmmm" she moaned. "GOOD" I said my throat thick, my voice very husky. I actually felt a tug at my heart, as I watched the woman that I loved enjoying what I was doing to her. I cannot describe the feeling of looking at her, hair over the pillow, biting her lower lip, eyes closed, breast rising, glistening with her perspiration, and the vibrator still in her ass. I crawled back down and began sucking on her clit. I slid my index and middle fingers of my right hand into her pussy, reaching up to press on her G spot, while my left hand slowly moved the vibrator in and out of her ass. "NNNNNNNN" she exclaimed. I was alarmed, and I stopped. "Are you okay?" I was afraid I had hurt her. But she looked at me, lust in her eyes, "Don't stop!!" she commanded. Yes ma'am. I went back to work, enjoying the moans I was causing in her. At this point I wanted to up the ante, and so I turned the vibrator on. Here I am, thrusting the humming vibrator in and out of her ass, fingers in her pussy, nibbling her clit. It was not a big surprise when she tensed, and let loose a lazy moan. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" ... "I don't think I can cum again right now" I turned the vibrator off, removed it, and climbed on top of her. I slipped into her pussy, and began to thrust slowly. "Why don't you cum in my ass?" "Because, I want us both to enjoy it, together." As I continued to thrust, I took her head in my hands, kissing her deeply as my seed flowed into her womb. "I love you." "I love you, too." Slowly I began to shrink and slip out of her pussy. I rolled off her, and resumed the position from earlier, with her back pressing against my chest. I was relaxed, and happy that our first attempt at anal play resulted in a small orgasm for her. This bode well for future exploration. As we began to drift off, I couldn't help thinking that this experience was definitely worth missing Bar review class. The end. Lazy Saturday Morning I told her my weakness. I shouldn't have, I know. But I didn't anticipate just how useful the tiny piece of information that I shared with her would be... or just how often she would choose to exploit it. I'd thought at the time that it was only fair to 'throw her a bone', as she'd unwittingly revealed many weaknesses of her own through our numerous conversations. I should have known better... I knew that calling her mine made her weak at the knees; grabbing her by her hair made those luscious lips part in a quiet "o" of surprise and anticipation; my hand at her throat made her eyes glaze over with lust; the feel of my mouth on her earlobe and neck made her weak in the knees; and the thought of my fertile semen impregnating her was a guaranteed way to soak her panties with her juices. With such an arsenal at my disposal, I didn't anticipate her own perceptiveness where I was concerned. It was my mistake. I woke up this morning to the delicate scent of vanilla subtly invading my senses. I stirred in an attempt to regain my prior sleeping state, but the scent only grew stronger. Battling sleep-heavy eyelids, I peered through slightly squinted eyes to deduce what was going on. Aha. Her long hair, so lovingly brushed out last night after her shower, was now tousled across my pillow to tickle my nose. I reached up to entangle my fingers in the silky strands and brought them to my lips for a reverent kiss. Struck with a fancy, I brought the locks closer, inhaling her scent gently. A smile curved my lips upwards, and I gave a subtle tug to her mane. She didn't notice. Levering myself up onto an elbow, I gazed down at her beloved face, replete in the peace of heavy slumber. Shallow breaths slowly moved past her plump, slightly parted lips in dire need of kissing, while her blue eyes twitched restlessly beneath delicate lids. I moved the coverlet down, revealing bare shoulders. Further still to show me the rounded curvature of her bountiful breasts. Oh, but I would worship them for hours, sipping at their nectar until I was drunk with her essence. Unable to control myself, I lowered my head, my tongue rasping against her nipple, relishing the way it instantly puckered up for me. I chuckled quietly, lying my hand on her other breast, forefinger and thumb delicately plucking at the nipple like a taut bowstring. Her back arched a little, her breath hitched a moment, and I froze, not wanting her to rouse quite yet. In a moment, she settled, and I began to breathe again. My lips wrapped around the crest of her full breast, and I suckled softly, swirling my tongue around her hard nipple. In her sleep, she moaned, and I felt my cock twitch in response. My hand moved up to lightly caress the soft skin of her cheek as my mouth trailed fiery kisses to her other nipple. A breathy sigh escaped her lips, and I smiled against her warm flesh. My mouth lingered for awhile at her breast, seeking the life-giving nourishment so often given from the twin orbs, but to no avail. I remained parched, wanting, thirsty for more of her. Darting a quick glance at her face, I merely detected traces of arousal among the peaceful sleep she resided in, so I kissed my way down to her most secret area... MY area. My nose nuzzled between her fleshy lips, scenting her aroma, cock rising stiffly almost instantaneously. My tongue darted out for a taste, and I couldn't restrain a loud moan. She tasted like heaven, beckoned like sin, and I was a most willing fallen angel, tangled in her wings to remain forever bound to her. One long, steady stroke of my tongue along her crease revealed her secret... she was already wet for me. Her juices already flowing, soaking her body, making her pussy lips glisten in calling. She moaned again, hips rising slightly to meet me. I paused, glancing up. Still asleep. But not for long. I licked again, eyes rolling back into my head in delight as I brought my hand to her opening. Gently, my index finger nudged its way inside her tight opening, twisting to find her g-spot, and then deliberately, steadily, stroking in a rhythm guaranteed to get her going. My tongue rolled unceasingly around her swelling clit, and her breathing increased in intensity. No longer able to contain my moans, I buried my face deeper into her cleft, and was rewarded as her hips began to gyrate against my face, grinding her desperate self against me. I inserted a second finger, staring to move in and out of her, imitating the motion that my rock hard cock was urging me to commence. But I refrained, instead rising above her to lie beside her, keeping my fingers buried deep in her tightness. Using fingers wet from her inner dew to circle a nipple, I leaned close to bite her neck. "Arise, my pet," I whispered in her ear, biting again. "Your Master craves you." She moaned, stirring, opening her eyes to look at me in a mixture of surprise and delight. "Mmmmm, good morning, Daddy. How can I help you?" she purred, stretching luxuriously. "Fuck me," I whispered in her ear, and arrogantly inserted a third finger into her tight pussy. Her eyes expanded in surprise, but I watched her pupils dilate, proof of her roused desire for me. I nibbled her neck, thumb caressing her clit as my three fingers rocked in and out of her wetness. Her arms rose to circle my neck and she pulled me close for a bone-melting kiss. Her tongue traced my lips before diving inside like the temptress I know her to be. "With pleasure," she spoke huskily to me. "How would you like me?" "In every way possible," I growled in her ear, biting her neck roughly, rewarded instantly with her loud gasp in my own ear. "I want you beneath me, taking everything that I want to give you." "Ohhh, yes, Daddy," she whispered, eyes closing as, rousing from her sleep-induced stupor, her hips caught the rhythm of my hand and began meeting it. Her velvet interior stroking against my rough hands made my cock begin to throb almost painfully, and I watched her face intently, the bliss I saw spreading over her face making me even hotter. "I want to take you however, wherever, and whenever I want to, baby girl," I whispered, licking the spot I'd so roughly bitten moment before. "At work... at home... out to dinner... in the car... I want to fuck you senseless each time, make you crave me to the point of not recognizing anything else but your lust for me... I want to plant my seed deep within that belly of yours, watch our child thicken your waist, your breasts swell with milk..." She cried out, hands gripping my wrist as she undulated beneath me, desperate for her coming orgasm. Scraping my teeth along her skin, I latched greedily onto her hardened nipple, biting gently. I was instantly rewarded with a soft scream as she convulsed around my fingers, still buried deeply within her pussy. I moaned softly as her inner muscles spasmed around me, milking my fingers the way I needed her to milk my cock. Back arched, trembling, face flush and eyes glazed, my pet freely came for me, a gift I never cease to watch in amazement. As she tremulously fell back to earth, my fingers withdrew from her depths, only to offer her a taste. Willingly, she opened her lush lips, sucking my fingers into her mouth with a hungry voracity that would have startled me if I didn't know just how desperately wild I made her. "That's it, pet," I encouraged her, roughly forcing all three fingers into her open mouth. She gagged, eyes staring at me intently as she valiantly worked to not involuntarily bite me. My thumb lightly resting under her jaw, I made shallow thrusts of my long fingers into her mouth, relishing the way her eyes watered. "Taste yourself, babygirl... Daddy loves that taste, can't get enough, and neither should you." She nodded as well as she could, and I smiled. Gripping lightly, I pulled, the slight pressure on her mouth forcing her to follow my motions. I pulled her upright and onto all fours, where I had the wondrous opportunity to peruse her body in all its naked glory. Her heavy breasts swung pendulously beneath her softly curving body. Her rump rose high in the air, round globes enticing and mouth-watering. Her long brown hair swung forward over a graceful shoulder, framing her beautiful face in a cascade of molten chocolate. Her blue eyes gazed at me in trust and passion, and unable to withhold myself, my free hand reached out to roam her body... my personal play land. Caressing the soft roundness of a cheek, I drew back my hand to deliver a stinging slap. She yelped, barely refraining from biting my fingers. I swatted again, harder, on the other cheek. Her gasp had her inhaling my fingers, and swiftly I withdrew my hand before I suffered an unintentional injury. "Careful, pet," I warned, moving my wet hand to roughly pinch her taut nipple, "I won't tolerate any injuries from you." "Y... yes Sir," she gasped, legs trembling as she strove to stay upright against my ministrations on her eager body. My other hand reached between her legs to cup her femininity in my palm. "This is mine," I spoke harshly in her ear. "I allow you to play when it pleases me. I play when it pleases me. I fuck you when it pleases me. And I break you when it pleases me." Her breath was sporadic, heavy, evidence of the unquenchable lust that I brought to the normally serene surface of her personality. My hand moved to her other breast, giving its nipple the same treatment as the first. She moaned, lowering her head, a movement that only brought her full ass higher into the air. Unable to resist temptation, my hand rose and fell with unerring accuracy on the quickly reddening tender flesh. She cried out, throwing her head back, and her long hair whipped onto her back. The primality of her stance moved me, and I could contain myself no longer. Positioning myself behind her, I wrapped her hair around my fist, holding it tight and pulling her head back to expose her throat as I gave one quick, sharp thrust into the entrance of Eden. Vocal chords opened, she keened loudly, and I felt her pussy clench around my cock. Not bothering to smother a grin, I drove into her willing flesh again and again, feeling it squeeze me, pull me into her depths in an intimate caress that only lovers share. Her gasps with each entrance entranced me, and I kept going, a smooth steady pace that had her breasts swaying. The headiness of my power caught my breath, and my hips increased their tempo in response. I pulled her hair more until she no longer was able to use her hands and arms to balance herself, but rather was held vertical only by her hair and what little strength in her legs that she still possessed. Her gasps and moans gave way to desperate cries for fulfillment, and I reached forward, cupping her breasts with both hands as I reluctantly relinquished my hold on her satiny mane. I pulled her into me, her back pressed tightly into my chest, fingers roughly pawing at her breasts and viciously pinching and twisting her erect nipples as my hard cock drove in a steady rhythm into her warm, wet depths. Her cries increased in volume and intensity, and I leaned forward to bite her neck, claiming her as mine, marking her in a way that no other man would ever be able to do again. "You are mine," I told her succinctly, moving a hand to her throat. "You will always be mine... my lover, my mate, my heart and my soul." Increasing pressure, I waited to hear her breathing shallow to the point of gasping for air. Her head rested against my shoulder, and I watched her face redden even more as I pounded away at her sopping wet cunt. "I will never leave you... I will always love, protect, and cherish you... and I will always fuck you exactly how I want." "Yes... yes... yes..." her mouth formed the words but my grip on her didn't allow her enough breath to articulate them. My hand at her breast moved downward, drifting down her softly rounded tummy to her sodden pussy, and I slipped a finger between the swollen folds until I found the nubbin that would bring her to ecstasy. I gave her throat one last squeeze before I released it to wrap my arm around her bust, pulling her close, and I leaned forward to bite the curve of her neck once more. "Cum for me," I growled, moving faster. My cock was deep within her, and I could feel her cervix each time my head intruded deeper into her. "Cum for your Daddy, let me know how much you want me... Give me one good reason to give you my seed..." "Daddy... yes.. oh fuck yes... Daddy, please... oh god... don't stop.. don't stop... I wanna... I wanna cum for you... Ohhhhh, Daddy!" With no more warning, my babygirl exploded around my cock and spasmed in my arms, writhing uncontrollably as her orgasm overtook her willing body. Giving her neck one last hard bite, I too came, spending myself deeply within her womb, embedding my imprint inside of her as only her Daddy could. Holding her close, I eased us both into a supine position on the soft bed, resting her head on my shoulder as I gently stroked her hair and allowed her racing heartbeat to begin its descent back to normalcy. My lips caressed her temple, and my body became a cocoon, her safe haven as she floated in subspace after my intense attentions to her mind and body. As she slowly made her way through the fog to the surface of reality, she turned gently in my arms to press her lips delicately to my own. "I love you so, Daddy," she whispered, and having said her piece, allowed the oblivion of slumber to take her once more. I'll allow her the brief reprieve. With the plans for her I have in mind today, she's going to need her rest.