Article 88840 of alt.sex.stories: From: bckrub@aol.com (BCKRUB) Subject: "Morning Orgasms: Spoons" (mf) Date: 15 Oct 1995 05:59:36 -0400 I adore coming first thing in the morning, and whether alone or with someone, I come between 5 and 7 A.M. about 360 days a year. I think this biorhythm is something more common among men than women, but I've met more than one woman who likes to arch her back and shiver when they're only partially awake. That's probably far from a universal feeling among women. A friend of mine from the past, comedian and humorist Leah Krinsky, has a line that runs something like this: "Oh yeah, just what a woman finds sexy: a grizzled face, pterodactyl breath, and a woody." Anyway, I love it and one of the many ways that women have indulged me is that even if they are not particularly into morning sex, most have been sweet enough to curl up next to me and hold me while either they or I stroke my cock. This "series" will be composed of fantasy or reality vignettes, rather than fully developed stories. Some will be pretty romantic, others nasty, but none will be aimed at full plot development. I'd love hearing folks reactions... Backrub (BCKRUB@aol.com) Morning Orgasms:"Spoons" In her final dream of the night, Kate was enveloped in warmth and security. She was longer worried about the flashes of personal tragedy or fear that had run their course during dreams earlier that night. Those dreams, now forgotten, had given way to a sense of well-being, of belonging. Her brain was rising toward consciousness feeling needed, wanted and relieved. A good night, at the end. She stirred slightly and, before opening her eyes, realized that she'd been sleeping in Warren's arms, her back pressed against his chest and stomach, his left arm curled around her across her chest, where her own left hand held it close. He was already awake and, eyes still closed, she smiled and moved her head as she felt him kiss the back of her neck. She could also tell that he was awake because wedged up against her ass, she could tell that he was... well, er, awake. He moved his right arm around between them, and as he continued to kiss her neck, he began to softly rub her back. Not knead, just slowly, smoothly stroking her shoulder blades, then down to the small of her back. Large, strong but surprisingly soft hands moving slowly and warmly over her equally warm skin. Circles, here and then there. As his mouth kissed its way across the sides and nape of her neck, she kept her eyes closed, smiling and feeling his right hand moved down to rub her ass while the warm left hand, long nestled against her breasts, began to caress them. She kept her own left hand over his as he caressed her breasts and nipples. Fingers moved over her nipples, rubbing, pressing, pinching. The warm, strong hand continued rubbing her ass, fingers occasionally slipping between her ass cheeks. She moved slightly against him, pressing her ass against his hand. His left hand moved down past her breasts, across her stomach and over her pussy. His fingers slid into her pubic hair and his hand rested outside, cupping her warm, slightly moist cunt. She gasped and tried to move herself even closer to him. He pressed his hand over and against her mound, slowly rotating. She squirmed and spread her legs, moving her left leg up and over his. As his right hand continued to rub her ass and the fingers of his left hand pressed and moved the lips of her pussy between them, Kate felt Warren's hard cock sliding slowly back and forth over and through her ass cheeks. She could feel his breathing becoming labored and his hips thrusting. Warren's hand left her pussy and reached over to the night table, grabbed the bottle of Charlie Sunshine oil and oozed a glob onto his hand. First, he took the oil behind her and rubbed a generous dose onto his cock. Then he returned his left hand to her pussy and began to run his oiled fingers over her lips, fingertips slipping briefly between them. Kate reached up and used her right hand to caress her breasts while her left reached behind her to rub his side. She began to moan as his oiled fingers found her clit and circled it. She could feel his hot breath on her neck and ear as he moved himself around until his cock could reach her pussy. He slid the tip of his cock inside her as his fingers continued to massage her clit. Kate pushed herself back against Warren and her left arm reached as far back as she could to grab him. His cock slid in and out of her as his fingers strummed her clit. She squirmed against him and found herself with her mouth open, panting as her pelvis began to shiver, her nipples hard and her body flush. She felt the urgency of his fucking and his trembling hand on her clit. She mover her left hand back over his, feeling the movement of his hand beneath, over her pussy. He moved his right arm around her to hold her as she cried out and began to arch her back against him. Kate's head snapped back and she came as his thrusts became desperate, he groaned out her name and his body joined hers in a quivering sweat. His cum overflowed the shallow penetration of her pussy, leaving his fingers, her hand and stomach wet with sex. He brought his wet hand back up to her breasts and they held each other as close as they could, still moving against each other; warm sweaty bodies. After a few minutes of quiet purring and cuddling, she moved around to half face him. "You don't have an early meeting, do you?" he said. "It's Saturday, oatmealbrain," she answered, chuckling. "Oh yeah," he smiled, and held her just a little bit closer.