Morning Fun

Wandering alone through the morning fog, I revel in the feel of the cool dampness of the grass on my bare feet. The sun’s rays peeking over the horizon casting long shadows on the ground as the light glitters in the leaves still yet to fall from their branches, drawing my attention to the beauty of the world around me even as my mind drifts to the memories of the passion of the night before. I slowly run my hands over my body, mimicking the movements of his hands on me, the thin cloth of my nightgown barely reaching the middle of my thighs, or providing the warmth necessary to keep my nipples from tightening. The slight chill in the air is not the only reason for the hardness of those sensitive buds of nerves.

I turn my head slightly to look over my shoulder, a knowing smile crossing my lips as I hear the soft creak of the door closing quietly, my hands sliding across my breasts invitingly before moving slowly down my belly and over the still tender mound of my sex. My breath hitches as my fingers find the swollen folds through the cloth, my eyes fluttering briefly with the remembered sensations of his thorough use of every part of his property. The sound of his soft steps come closer, as if he is trying to sneak up on me, and I turn my body towards him, lips parted, fingers still touching tender flesh through thin silk, not playing… never playing without permission, just touching, feeling the heat, the continued swelling and slickness gathering as his presence makes my knees weak with longing.

When he draws close enough, the smile playing on his lips now as it did on mine a few moments before, I sink to my knees in the grass and wrap my arms around his hips, rubbing my heated cheek against his thigh, my lips barely inches from his hardening cock, only soft cotton pants separating me from that beloved flesh. My eyes turn up to him beneath my lashes, the mischief and adoration always present in them making the green and gold orbs sparkle as I press a slow kiss to cock beneath the fabric before whispering, “Good morning my Master.”

I feel his hands reach into my dark hair, fisting tightly in a possessive embrace before loosening just as the pressure becomes painful, a slight tug on the silky strands bringing me to my feet and into his arms. As I stand up on my toes, pressing my needy little body against his, he pulls my head to his and ravishes my lips with a kiss that makes my skin tingle and steals my breath. As the small whimpers he enjoys so much start building in my throat and I begin to squirm harder against his hard thing pressed against my heat, he pulls my head back and smiles his wicked smile before saying, “Good morning my naughty little pet.”

I feel my cheeks heat further as a blush rushes to my face, the grip he has on my hair not allowing me to lower my head as I usually would, keeping my glowing face turned up to his. He chuckles at the ever growing shade of pink coloring my face and kisses me again before asking, “What were you doing out here in the cold with so little on to cover your charms from curious eyes, pet?”

His words cause me to blush further if that is possible, my eyes moving as far as they can to see if any of the neighbors are up at this hour. A little tug on my hair brings my eyes back to him, causing me to smile as a little pout forms on my lips. “I was restless in our bed Master, and did not want to disturb your sleep, so I came outside to feel the morning awaken with me.” I say as I reach for him, my hands sliding up his bare chest and winding around his neck, trying to wiggle closer to his warm body, rubbing my moistened folds against his thigh again.

I squeal out loud and start to giggle as he suddenly pulls my legs from under me and I feel us both falling to the wet grass, his hand keeping my head from hitting the ground as he pins me beneath him. “Maybe we should give those who watch something to remember. What do you think little minx?” I start to nod my head, still giggling from the sudden change of position, as his free hand slides down my body and starts to pull the now damp silk off of me. I start to wiggle under him, the adrenaline rush causing my flesh to tingle and my heart to race as I think about what is to come. I feel his warm breath on my neck, his teeth nipping sharply against the throbbing pulse there as he growls in my ear, “Stay still pet or I may have to swat that delicious little ass before I fuck you.” I bite my lip, trying to decide how much I want the neighbors to see of our wicked play, before I do my best to settle myself.

He smiles as I still, nibbling on my ear again and saying those two favored words, “Good girl,” before pulling the gown completely over my head, leaving it wrapped around my wrists and keeping my arms up over my head and freeing his hands to do their wicked work. I moan low as his mouth travels down my throat and covers first one, then the other nipple, teeth and tongue teasing them to hardened points of wonderful pleasure-pain. One hand reaches down between our bodies, finding the swollen folds of my aching sex wet and begging for his touch. He slides two fingers easily inside me, his thumb drawing lazy circles over my throbbing clit and my back arches and I whimper for more.

I feel his free hand pulling his cock free from his pants, the hard shaft pressed against my thigh, moans of desire pulling free from my lips as I raise my hips against the thrusts of his fingers. “Oh Master, please…” I say breathlessly as his fingers still inside me, the thumb still moving slowly against my little bud. “Say it, pet. Tell me what you want little one.” I whimper and move my hips against his hand, “Please Master, I want to feel your cock inside me.”  He smirks at my words, leaning forward to take a nipple in his mouth, biting down almost painfully as his fingers slide out of me and I feel the thick head of his cock press against the tight opening of my heat.

Bolts of pure pleasure race through my veins, stealing my breath as he steadily pushes the length of his hard shaft deep inside of me until it is buried to the hilt. I lay beneath him, trembling and clutching at his shoulders as my body adjusts to being filled so completely, feeling his tongue lave over my tortured nipple as he moves slowly inside of me, knowing just how to keep me on the edge of sanity with every sensation he makes me feel. As he switches to the other nipple, he starts to move faster, my whimpers becoming cries of ecstasy, I wrap my legs around his hips, pulling him in deeper than before.

I feel the pressure building, my body shaking as I try to keep pace with his hard thrusts and struggling to keep from coming too soon, not before he tells me, never before he allows it. He pulls my body against him as he shifts our position, bringing me up off the ground, moving me so I am riding his cock as he again grips my hair tightly in his fist, his other hand holding my hip and moving me where he wants me. His control of my movements making me that much hotter and desperate to feel him coming deep inside my now slick and feverish body. “That’s right little one, show them how desperate you are for your Master’s cock. Show off what a needy little slut you are,” he says as I start moving in earnest, grinding my clit against him as I slide up and down on his shaft.

I throw my head back and cry out as the pleasure becomes nearly too much to hold back. I open my eyes and see the curtains moving on the house next door, and I hear his low chuckle as he sees me notice that there is actually someone watching us. As I decide I do not care and furiously move against him, waiting to hear the words that will let me find release. Just when I feel as if I cannot hold back any longer, I feel him tense, his cock throbbing hard inside of me and he pulls my head close to his, growling in my ear, “Come now!” and I scream out my release as his teeth sink into my neck and his cock surges into me over and over, deep and hard as we come together.

As I tremble with the aftershocks of orgasm, clinging tightly to my Master, I feel the warming rays of the sun strike my back and bath us both in the glow from its light. He lifts me up and takes me inside, and I smile at the neighbor I see watching us in awe from his window, wiggling my fingers in greeting as I hear my Master chuckle and swat my bottom after setting me down inside and sending me off to make us breakfast and start our day.