Like a man in a trance, I unbutton my black shirt and let it fall to the ground. My dark jeans and boxers join the discarded shirt, and within seconds, I’m completely naked in Olly’s room. What the fuck am I doing? I need to stop this now.
But my body has a mind of its own and with quiet steps, I make my way to the foot of the mattress and climb onto it, the flimsy thing practically buckling under my weight. Yet Olly only moans and stirs a bit, her left breast sliding and puddling in my direction.
Oh fuck, I can’t resist. Unable to help myself, I bend down and suckle her tit. At first, I just do a few sweet licks on the hard nub, sampling her flesh, but she’s like hard candy between my lips and soon, I’m suckling like a babe at her juicy breast.
“Mmm,” she moans breathlessly. “Ohhhh.”
I look up quickly, and yet Olly’s eyes are still closed even as she shifts restlessly beneath my huge form. She probably just thinks this is a particularly wet and dirty dream. Well, dream on, sweet girl, because it’s getting even better.
My tongue runs over her sensitive bud and this time I moan, my lips vibrating against her breast. Then I begin to massage that soft flesh before pushing both mounds together tightly, and suckling from both of her nipples at once. She jerks beneath me, crying out, but I don’t stop. No, I keep sucking at them even as my hips begin to buck, rubbing that hardness against her smooth thigh.
Yet Olly’s having a good time too. As I lap at her twin teats, her hand shifts under the blanket and I know where it’s going.
“We can’t have that,” I whisper softly. “That’s my job, sweetheart.”
Slowly, I pull the blanket from her body, revealing her luscious form. Her pale skin lights up the dark room and I marvel at her beauty. Of course I’ve seen her nude before, but this is different. It’s more personal this time because I’m mere inches from those creamy hills and valleys. I can smell the lingering scent of her body wash, and feel the softness of the lotion she applies after her shower.
Quickly, I help her out of her negligee and panties so that she’s starkly nude before me before moaning deep in my throat. Her pussy is perfectly shaved, and I watch as she runs her fingers up and down her slit before returning to tease the sensitive bud of flesh between her pussy lips.
“You’re preparing for me,” I whisper. “Good girl, but you don’t have to anymore, sweetheart. I’m here.”
Olly moans again, but I’m not worried she’ll wake because she’s a heavy sleeper. After all this time watching and waiting, I should know. Gently, I run my fingers from just above her knee all the way up her soft stomach and back to her breast. My eyes linger on her plush lips, which are separated just slightly as she sighs blissfully.
Risking it all, I lean down and kiss her. She responds, her lips parting sweetly, and yet doesn’t wake. Groaning deep in my chest, I whisper again.
“It’s coming, baby. You don’t have to touch yourself anymore.” Then, I slip my hand down to her center and slowly skim my fingers over her swollen folds.
“Fuck baby, you’re drenched,” I growl, my blue eyes brightening. “Fuck fuck fuck.”
Olly arches her back and spreads her thighs wider, inviting me in.
“Mmm, Jason,” she whispers.
I jerk back to stare at her face, and yet the beautiful woman’s still asleep. Holy fuck. She’s having a wet dream, and I’m the star of the show! That only turns me on more, and my hand slips back to her swollen slit. My fingers tease in circles around her nub a bit, until she squeals and pushes her hips into my hand. Then I pinch her clit before giving it a good rub and she lets out a long, drawn-out sigh of satisfaction.
“Yes baby,” I whisper hoarsely, watching as ecstasy washes over her features. “That’s it. Feels good, doesn’t it?”
My cock presses against her creamy thigh, and she moans again, as if she wants me inside. But I’m not ready yet. I continue to work her clit while suckling at her tits before sliding a finger deep into her sweet wetness. She gasps, and trails her fingers through my dark locks then.
“Ooooh Jason,” she moans in her sleep. “Mmmm.”
Alright, that’s all I can take. I remove my fingers from her drenched folds before sucking them into my mouth, and then shift my massive bulk above her own, careful not to crush my sleeping beauty. Then, I line my dripping head up with her opening and begin to press. She squeals a bit at the intense pressure, but I don’t let up, and after a few excruciating minutes, I’m fully seated in Olly’s wet pussy.