1 comments/ 37186 views/ 6 favorites Midnight Snack By: Fullmoonfever I awake in a pool of moonlight at 3:34 a.m., my vivid dream rapidly evaporating. You are lying next to me, fast asleep, The sound of your breathing is deep and soothing, like the peace of this moment. Outside, crickets and other creatures of the night are filling the air with a steady din. I lie there for a few moments just gazing at your brown, shoulder-length hair splayed across your pillow. You are lying partly on your side, partly on your stomach, with your back to me. As a soft breeze wafts in the window on this muggy summer night, I gather my pillow in the crook of my arm and snuggle a bit closer to you. I am naked and I feel my penis make contact with your skin. Looking down, I realize that your nightgown has ridden up, exposing your bare ass. I love your ass. It's so sexy in its plump, firm roundness and the part of your wonderful body that never fails to arouse me intensely. Tonight is no different. This discovery is a pleasant and electrifying surprise. You had come home late after a long day at work to find me already in bed. I'd tried waiting up for you, but sleep claimed me. I now recall being aware of your presence sometime after you came in. You'd peeled off your clothes and gone into the bathroom, leaving me to sleepily think about sex even though I, too, was totally beat. I began to drift off as the silence stretched on. Finally the toileted flushed and it was to the sound of water in the sink that I fell back asleep. As I lie here now in the moonlight, the thought crosses my mind that this is the perfect time to do something you've said you'd really like, and that I've always wanted to fulfill. The very thought of it makes my penis stir and swell. So I lie there for a few more minutes, just enjoying the sight of your ass and the feeling of my lust. My erection is full and hard, twitching slightly as it rests against your buttock. At last, I move down -- silently and slowly, as I don't want to wake you. That would ruin the surprise. But you are sound asleep, quite worn out from your day. I continue my journey until eventually I am lying on my stomach with my face by your ass. Your legs are positioned so that your creamy cheeks are slightly parted, revealing the dark inviting valley between. My cock is aching as I move my face close to the cleft and savor the scent of your anal musk. It's deeply arousing and made even richer by the fact that you haven't showered after a long, hot day. You know full well, and get very turned on by, how much I love the sight, scent and taste of your asshole. The intimacy of licking you there is deeply erotic for both of us, and the reason I am here tonight. I want to caress your soft, plump buttocks and spread them to reveal your delicately wrinkled slit surrounded by dark skin and wisps of fine hair. But that would wake you, and I want my tongue on and in your anus to be what gently brings you to consciousness. So I spend another minute or so just savoring the intoxicating scent of your ass. Finally, I can wait no more and I gently lick your warm, dark cleft. The taste -- salty and more than a little bitter -- brings me to the edge of orgasm. You moan softly and stir as I slowly run my the flat of my tongue around your slightly sweaty anus, fully realizing the delicious flavor. Your ass has never smelled more erotic and inviting. "Mmmmm," you sigh, shifting and moving a bit as you begin to realize what is going on. My slow licks up the length of your asscleft make you shudder. Before you can reflexively move to another position, I softly cup your cheeks. With my fingers splayed across them, I widen your sweet, musky cleft and push the tip of my tongue into the dark slit of your asshole. "Mmmmmmm," you sigh again, moving a leg so as to give me more access. "That's nice...." "You taste so good," I say, my hands roaming the soft, cool skin of your nude buttocks. I kiss your anus, lick it again, and slowly insert my tongue. I love the way your soft pucker gives way until I feel skin that is as firm and smooth as rubber. It's tight, too, but only at first. The tip of my tongue must work my way in, but after a few more licks, a suck, and some gentle probing, your asshole relaxes and my tongue penetrates to where it can touch the soft, satiny walls of your rectum. And the deeper I go, the sharper and more deliciously bitter the taste. It makes my tongue tingle and thrills me to the point where I must shift to take the pressure off my cock. Pressed against the bed, my erection is overly aroused and leaking pre-cum. My orgasm is just a hair-trigger away. Your moans and sighs are driving me to the edge, too. You move onto your stomach with your head resting on your pillow and gently thrust your ass against my face. Its soft warmth is exquisite. I take a few moments to kiss each cheek before parting them again and resuming my feast of your asshole, which is now warm, soft and wet with a mix of my saliva and your sweat. The next bit of pressure from my tongue takes it deep inside you and I begin slowly moving in and out, in and out, in and out. Each time I go a little deeper in search of that tangy bitterness that is so very different from the taste of your pussy, which is almost like honey. You are moaning and breathing hard now, shaking slightly as you push your ass against my face, urging me deeper. I know you are on your way to coming. "Oh yeah baby, the taste of your asshole turns me on so much," I sigh. "Give it to me baby...Mmmm you're so nice and funky...let me in deep...." "Mmmm," is all you can say, and for the next several minutes I lick and suck and kiss and probe your tasty asshole as the summer moonlight and cool breeze wash over us. When you shudder and I sense you are on the verge of release, my own excitement becomes unbearable. My tongue is swirling deep inside your asshole, and I can feel your anus begin to spasm and tighten on it as you cry out. Grinding my hard cock against the bed, I begin to come, too, and for the next few frantic moments we are both riding a wave of intense, orgasmic bliss. As I come, I can't get enough of your asshole and the pungent scent of your rear. My tongue works feverishly and I can feel the wetness spreading beneath my stomach as my semen soaks into the sheets. Once the ecstasy passes, I kiss your anus and rest my head on your warm buttocks. "Mmmm, that was nice," you say dreamily. "I like when you make me come that way...." "So do I," I say. "You made me come, too...." "Really?" "Really," I say, running my tongue into your warm, moist crack once more. "You taste really good tonight...." "Do I?" "Sure," I say as I move up to lie next to you. You turn towards me and our eyes meet. "Taste...." I kiss you. The scent of your ass is all over my face and it seems to arouse your interest. You lick at my lips and our tongues meet. Your kiss is intense as you explore my mouth, eagerly accepting the traces of the flavor of your anus. "Good, huh?" I say after our kiss and exchange ends. "Yeah..." You smile shyly, seeming to be a little embarrassed by your enjoyment. "You must think I'm weird for liking the taste of my own ass..." "Not at all," I say, touching your face. "It's a huge turn-on, like the way you enjoy the taste of your pussy on my lips or cock." I also love it when you lick your finger after you've slowly inserted it deep into your asshole and worked it a bit. "Maybe sometime I'll suck your dick after you fuck my ass," you say, your eyes narrowing with naughtiness. "You'd like that, huh?" "You know it," I say, kissing your forehead. And with that, we cuddle and soon fall asleep. I am awakened shortly after dawn by a pleasant sensation that I realize is your mouth on my penis. My manhood swells steadily to full hardness and you work on it with tongue and hand until the head is bulging and my cock resembles a shiny railroad spike. I lie there, my head propped on my pillow, watching you and your obvious enjoyment at sucking and licking my sex. Your caress and the velvet of your tongue are so arousing. At last, you sit up and say, "Want to fuck my ass?" "Gladly," I say and we go on to fulfill your next desire. Midnight Snack My 18 year-old little brother's friend, Kevin, was staying the night. Our parents were out for the night and I, being 20, was supposed to make sure the boys didn't trash the place. It was late and from the sound of it the boys had passed out. I left the privacy of my room only wearing my tight boy cut panties and a tank top. Figuring the boys were a sleep I didn't bother putting a bra or pants on. I walked into the large newly refurbished kitchen and stared into the opened fridge. "Hey," the groggy voice of Kevin said as he walked into the kitchen. "Oh, hi. I thought you boys were asleep," I said into the bridge. I bent down to take and apple out of the fruit drawer and stood up. "Wow, Cindy." Kevin's eyes were wide. I had forgotten about my outfit and my hard nipples were visible through my thin white tank top. I blushed and smiled. "Whoops," I said crossing my arms. "You're, uh, really hot," Kevin gulped and I notice the tent he had pitched in his boxers, the cotton was straining to keep him contained. I giggle, "Thanks. Uh, what are you still doing up?" "Couldn't sleep." I stood at the marble island in the middle of the kitchen and bit into my apple. Kevin walked closer to me and stood behind me. Despite his age he was much taller than I was. He wrapped his arms around my waist. "Hey, Cind, since we're both awake why don't we get to know each other better?" He pressed his hard cock to my ass. I jumped and gasped at the size I felt. "Kevin," I whispered before he pressed his lips to mine. I parted my lips and his tongue explored mine. Gently he slipped his hand down the front of my panties, then back up and under my shirt. He squeezed my perky C-cup tit in his careful hands. "You're so gorgeous," he whispered with now both of his hand around my breasts. I turned to face him and he lifted me up onto the cold counter. He pulled my shirt over my head and stared at my nude torso. I lift his shirt and felt to my surprised a toned six pack. "Back at ya," I giggled. He kissed my neck and rubbed and squeezed my breasts. I let my hands wander down to his boxers and I began rubbing his bulge over the thin fabric. We each let out quiet moans of pleasure. Kevin pulled his throbbing cock from his boxers and I took it in my hands stroking it. I struggled to keep my hands on his cock as he began sucking on my right nipple. I nestled my head into his hair and kept massaging him. Kevin's lips started moving from one nipple to the next and then made his way down. He slid of my slightly damp panties so my ass cheeks were on the cold marble counter. His finger ran up and down my slit and I groaned softly in his ear. "I can't wait. Fuck me, Kevin," I whispered. He then slid down and slid his tongue in and out of my wet pussy. His tongue ran across my clit and I moaned louder than I should have and I heard Kevin moaning against my pussy lips. I lay back on the counter as he started fingering me and playing with my clit with his tongue. "Kevinnnn...!" He came back up and kissed me passionately; his lips covered in my own juices. Suddenly I felt him shove his 8 inch long cock into my tight, wet pussy. He slowly began thrusting in and out to tease me. He held my hips as he put more force into each thrust. When his cock was buried deep inside me he began moving faster. I try my best not scream in utter pleasure as my brother's friend fucks me on the kitchen counter. "Ahh! Oh God, Kevin!" I gasp. "I'm...I'm gonna cum!" "Me too, baby," He said as his movements got quicker and quicker. I moved my hips to meet him as he pumped my pussy. A tingle went through and my pussy tightened around his cock. I felt the first release of cum work up his shaft and shoot deep inside me. I was screaming, moaning, and shaking. I had forgotten about my little brother sleeping just down the hall until I heard footsteps and then a gasp. "Holy shit!" my brother, Justin said at the sight of his best friend fucking his sister. Kevin stopped moving. I sat up, but I wanted more. "God, Kev, don't stop!" My brother stared as his friend began shoving his pole into his sister yet again. Unexpectedly I noticed the substantial bulge in his boxers. He didn't move; he just stared. Then, he put his hand into his pants and began rubbing his hard cock. Justin walked towards us and reached out his hand. "Aw, Cindy," he said as his free hand help on to my tit. "They're gorgeous," he said while caressing it. I could believe it. My very own brother was getting off to the sight of his best friend fucking his older sister. And for some reason it aroused me even more. I turned to my little brother and began kissing him. I felt Kevin's hands still on my hips tighten before he pushed his cock into my ass. I yelped in surprise, then moaned in pleasure. Justin followed suit and slid his thick cock into my pussy. I held on to Justin's shoulders as both boys fucked me hard. "Ohhh!! Goddd!!" I yelled while my body shook and thrashed as I had the best orgasm of my life. Midnight Snack It started out as a dream, or at least I thought it was a dream. It didn't take long for reality to impede on my wonderful dream. I was lying on my side when I felt her hand run up my thigh before it was gone. Then, I felt her lips on my breast, sucking and nibbling at my nipple. I only completely woke up when I felt the tip of his hot, rigid dick pressed against my butt cheek. Then, he swept my hair to the side so he could kiss my neck. Apparently, she'd woken him up before me. I could feel his tongue press against the back of my neck, surrounded by his soft lips and it made me gasp in pleasure. At the same time, she was nibbling so gently on the tips of my nipples and the flesh surrounding it and playing with my clit. I almost felt overwhelmed. He kissed the back of my neck again, in the same manner but he didn't linger this time. This time, he moved to the side of my neck and to the spot where my neck meets my shoulder and down my back, all the while licking, nipping, and kissing. It wasn't long before I was wet, so wet I was dripping, as she pointed out to me by dipping her finger near my pussy before making me suck it clean. I always loved sucking on her finger, rolling my tongue around it and up the side. I like sucking on his finger also... He did the same thing she did. Just as his finger was leaving my mouth, I felt her hand go between my legs to help him slide his dick into my dripping wet pussy. I gasped as he slid into me and she caught my gasp in her mouth as she kissed me roughly. I was so turned on and it felt so good and right when he thrust into me hard and fast. She stopped playing with my tits to move lower, kissing over my stomach until her tongue came into contact with my clit, licking and sucking as he continued to fuck me. I could feel her hand between my legs as she played with his balls as he fucked me. His hand quickly replaced her mouth at my nipple, pinching ever so slightly as he pulled just a bit. She alternated between playing with his balls and rubbing my clit. I couldn't keep quiet any longer, I was about to cum. She must have figured that out because she started rubbing my clit more, fast and hard. I could feel it building with every thrust he made until I just exploded with a scream the neighbors were certain to have heard. I decided to let her have a turn so we switched positions so she was in the middle. Instead of from behind though, he was missionary. It didn't take anything to get her wet, since she was so turned on by playing with me while he fucked me, so I laid there and played with her nipples while he fucked her, just watching his dick go in and out of her. It was so sexy, watching his muscles flex as his cock repeatedly disappeared. He bit his bottom lip when his eyes made contact with mine and he gave me his sexy little half-smile. I couldn't help it. I had to kiss him. It was only a brief kiss as he fucked her but there was such heat I was ready to go again. She was even noisier than I was as I started to play with her clit. It wasn't long before I was so turned on my puss was dripping again so I climbed on her face. She didn't need any hints and she started to lick and suck at my pussy. Her muffled sounds of pleasure were a turn-on as well and I played with her clit and nipples still. He leaned forward and reached a hand to tweak a nipple as she screamed into my pussy which made me get off again. I could feel the juices dripping down her face and rubbed them around a bit. He only thrust a couple more times as his hand went into my hair to kiss me hard and bite my lip before pulling my head by my hair to his cock. He thrust it inside my mouth just before hot saltiness hit my tongue. With his hands in my hair, he held on as he moaned and thrust and pulled. She blew on my puss a little before she gave me a little lick at my clit and I swallowed all of him before I turned around to kiss her full on the mouth. Midnight snack My apartment smells like blueberries and sex. It reminds me of the desserts you used to bake when my ex wife and I would visit for dinner. Your husband always whined about how you only baked for company, and I always had to try not to look at you too much when you bent over to put things in the oven. . . And now, finally, you're in my shower, running soapy hands over mysterious curves. I'm outside, undressing. My belt tinkles as I undo my jeans and push them down and off. I pull my shirt up over my head, necklace dangling against my chest. The cool air coming in through the cracked window makes my nipples hard. It tingles. Hooking my thumbs over the elastic band of my boxers, I slip them off, stepping into cotton pajama bottoms that always feel so good against my skin. I hear the shower stop. Vague movements rustle behind the bathroom door. I sigh at your familiar nearness, then step into my kitchen for a glass of milk before bed. I decide I'm hungry, so I pull the bread and peanut butter off the shelf and start to spread it on. I hear the bathroom door opening, and I say I'm having a sandwich. I'm bending into the refrigerator for some jelly when I hear you come up behind me. "Can I have some?" I bump my head straightening up, turning toward your warm velvet voice. That gorgeous hair spills over your bare shoulders, slightly mussed. My towel clings precariously to your damp skin, held in place by crossed arms over your chest. You're leaning against the doorway, face tilted fetchingly against the wall. I know that face. That face is in my fantasies. It says you want me. Your arms relax, and the towel falls to the floor around your feet. Your heavy-lidded eyes tease me darkly, half-grinning as you playfully cover yourself with your hands. "Oops." Bad girl. Yeah, you can have some. I step a little closer, bringing my chest and torso inches from your naked skin. My face dips down past yours. The wet scent of your hair tingles my senses. My lips brush your ear, my tongue tasting clean skin even before we touch. "Mmmm..." you moan, eyes closing, mouth drooping from my ministrations on your neck. My hands find yours and guide them to my waist, then help you push the bottoms down around my ass and thighs to pool on the cool tile around my feet. I step out of them, my stiffness bobbing with relief. It juts toward you, begging. Your eyes are on it, dreamy and bemused. You reach toward it, your eyes meeting mine briefly, daringly. And then you grasp me with lollipop fingers, your body smiling at the newfound toy in your hand. My own hand finds your thigh, lightly trailing fingers on the outside, up, down, and then around the front and up again. Your eyes close when I dip into the honey pot between your legs. My cock gets harder with your breath, my touches causing tremors in your flesh. I churn your warm butter carefully with deft fingers, anxious for your pleasure. Your face and breath is heavy for sex. I pull away and urge you toward my bed, pushing you down to sit with gentle motions. You look up at me again, my thick erection hanging near your perfect kissing mouth. And then you open wide and suck me. Fireworks in my mind go off like crackling gunshots. Your hands are on my legs and waist, pulling me closer, touching my bare skin hungrily. My insides are ecstatic for your touch, your lips, your steaming cunt. And after I few long moments, I have to have you. Pulling out of your pretty face, I bend to grasp your knees with determined hands, lifting them up, laying you back onto my deep, dark sheets and spreading wide the curtain of your prize. Your taboo pussy beckons, my manhood acquiescing to its overdue demand. I slide my body between your silky legs, coming home to warm arms and pillow breasts, our union happening in breathless seconds. And then I'm there, pressing down my fantasy into 3D blanket realness. I'm writing whole essays inside you, pushing girlish sounds from women's lips, stealing desperate lifeguard kisses while we drown. We play, we gasp, we ride the moment wildly, and all the while my mind is spinning, barrel-rolling, treasuring the feeling of my sweet forbidden fuck. . . I climb your mountain with conviction, wasting nothing, tasting everything...planting my flagpole firmly after every upward stroke...climbing, climbing...and then we summit, short of oxygen, breath coming forcefully through the erotic air between our bodies. I see your face go weightless, feel your body tighten from the inside, desperate muscles pulsing around my sex. Your orgasm is my wet dream. I cum for you, deeply, strongly, seeding heat into your hotness while my senses sound applause. Our bodies crash like waves, peaking, spraying, foaming, then falling back down onto the seabed, settling slowly into deep, deep blue sheets. . .