The next day, I'm in the kitchen with your shirt on...one of my fav things to wear - it smells so good, so like you. Barefoot, tiptoes, dancing around, happy, making coffee.

A small grin crosses over my face as I look over at the coffee table and recall earlier. I feel my thighs warming and lean against the counter to generate some relief pressure on my hips.

My top teeth bite over my bottom lip and I peek around to see if you have awakened.

No sound...so I reach my hands down below your shirt to feel on my exposed smooth cunt and my clit instantly throbs at the soothing touch. My exterior lips are slightly sore. I grin at the pleasurable pain.

My throbbing sensation heightens and is somewhat overwhelming in the morning. Intense even. I can feel the moisture start to build. I reach a finger on my outer labium to trace the satin silk that has gathered and then peek again to see if you are up.

Not yet.

While the coffee brews, I raise your shirt to fully explore myself. The cool air rushes through and sends goosebumps jumping up my arms. I then use my fingers to spread my lips and begin to explore...a soft, low moan escapes my mouth, and my nipples perk. I press further and use the palm of my hand to push on my hood while I probe and penetrate now with two fingers inside to help soothe the ache that's increasing...stroking faster now, pressing my body against the counter, forgetting I’m in the kitchen. I can hear the moisture and the slopping sound of my fingers inside my walls working. I can feel the pressure start to build and my leg starts to tremble.

I try to reach up to cup a breast but need that hand to hold my balance on the counter...the hand inside of me starts to move with a furious shake and extensive pressure, forced and felt deep inside the furthest reaches of my womb. My fingers feel coated, slick, and sticky with creamy moisture. I am so ready...so wet...and as I release the counter to find my ripen flesh, my chest fills with inhales of air... my skin is covered with a flush of rosy red. The emotional burst caught me by surprise, and I look down to see my cleavage is bright red from the orgasm.

I get composure of myself, attempt to wash my hand in the sink, and then splash a small amount of water on my chest to cool down. I pour two cups of coffee and slowly walk back to the bedroom, slow short steps coated by inner thigh remnants. You’re awake. Surprised - I was about to wake you...you look at me and ask in a suspicious voice as to what I have been doing?

I can feel my face get warm again as I mutter "getting coffee".

As I walk up to give you your mug, you catch my hand, the one that's been inside of my pussy, and a reflex makes me tug it back, you pull firmer and then bring my fingers up to your nose to inspect them.

A face is made…an expression. You ask me again...what was I doing?

I admit I was touching myself.

You remove the cups from my hand. Then turn me around to face the bed and bend me over so my hands are on the sheets, but my legs are still on the floor. You slowly pull up your shirt to expose my rear and then place my legs apart.

I can feel the air and the tension as your hand slowly smooths over my thighs, then my ass, and then down to my inner thigh. You run your finger up, slowly, over my rims and feel they are still wet...still warm. Your hand traces up over my ass crack - I can feel a finger linger over my but hole. The lingering makes me tense up a little and then a pause. A long agonizing pause with no words, no movement, nothing, I start to wonder if you've left, walked away, that kind of long pause…before your hand abruptly rises and then there is a firm hard SLAP that falls and stings hard on my ass.

A yelp falls out of my mouth and my cheek burns. 

I gasp! The pleasure of your firm spank has my cheek tingling and the sensation running down to the flesh of my pussy.

Your hand sits firm in place and presses on the tingling stinging spot and all I want to do is arch my back and lean slightly so your fingertip can get closer to the throb, so it can get closer to my craving lips and briefly dip that fingertip inside of me to make this yearning feel even better.

I bit my lip. Close my eyes as I feel your hand raise again.

A long pause in the air behind me and then a spank that's below the cheek. A spank that cups below the meat of my ass and slightly bites so close to my lips that I bounce and wince.

The ache and throbbing sensation have returned and have me squirming and you warn me to be still.

I grin and purposely wiggle some more.

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