Welcome back to #MuseMondays!
These days, I know all too well the desire to just fall into bed when I get home. Try as I might, it is just too hard to stay awake for fun after these long days. But A Good Dirty Woman has given me a great idea with this image. Something I’ll be thinking about a lot until I can make it happen.
I really just want to go to sleep. Even though it is Friday night, usually a night we let loose from the week, I am exhausted. The bed called to me as soon as we got in the door. I give Joe a kiss on his surprised cheek.
“You don’t even want some dinner?” he asks?
“No, I just need to pass out,” I sigh, wearily.
“Alright, well, I definitely need something to eat.” And off he goes to the kitchen will I climb the stairs.
I manage to get my clothes off, but I don’t remember much else. I swear, I am already asleep before my head hits the pillow, warm blankets encasing me.
* * *
I don’t know when Joe came to bed, and I don’t know how he got those covers off me, but I began to stir when I felt his soft tongue tracing gentle lines on my inner thighs. Moonlight lingers over us, adding to the dreamlight state I am still in. My head is fuzzy, but getting more and more clear as his mouth gets closer and closer…
I still can’t quite tell what’s going on, but now I know that Joe is only partly on the bed. He’s kneeling beside me, propping my leg up to get to my cunt. And he’s almost there. Each lick and kiss wakes me more and more and now I am really beginning to focus. Focus on his tongue, focus on his lips, focus on his head.
I reach down and put my hand on his head. Joe moans, knowing I am now fully awake and enjoying his work. He also takes that moment to zero in on my pussy, sinking his tongue deep between my now wet lips. My muscles tense and my toes curl.
When I said I needed to go to bed, I really hadn’t expected any kind of fun. But now that he has his tongue buried in me, I want to come. Hard. I want the truly best release from a hard week. With not-so-subtle movements, I guide Joe’s face and tongue to my clit. Fortunately, he knows exactly what I want and sucks it between his lips.
My body spasms with pleasure—he has to really grip my leg to hold it up. That pressure, added to his rough sucking of my clit send me to another place. First he releases my leg, letting it fall down onto his hot body. Then he let’s go of my clit, but quickly replaces his strong lips with his eager tongue.
Round and round he goes. Circling and pressing my button. Round and round my head goes, swimming in wave after wave of pleasure. He somehow manages to pick up the pace, pushing me over the edge. When Joe pushes my leg back up, exposing even more of my soft, sensitive cunt, I explode, thrashing my head back and forth, calling out his name, rolling in and out of moonlight.
With my body still gently twitching, Joe climbs into bed beside me.
“I told you I was hungry,” he says with a big grin on his face.
I reach down, find his stiff cock and look back up.
“Well, I’m the one who went to bed without dinner. And now I’m rather starving…”