Morning boner with a happy ending

Last night was postponed by mutual agreement. This morning I wake up with a boner. That’s not unusual. What’s unusual is that I feel like putting it to use. Morning boners are often not easy to finish with. And I’ve been having problems finishing lately. But I’ve got a good feeling about this one.

I do the usual spoon on sleeping River with my erection between her legs. When I can’t wait any longer I reach under her ass, probe her flaps and folds until my finger slips into her wet opening I use it to guide my cock into her. River wakes up and pushes back. It goes in slowly. I breathe contentedly while we fuck.

“What are you doing?” “Enjoying myself.” “Me too.” I don’t think that’s quite what she was asking. It’s pretty obvious I’m doing that. But what else am I doing? “I’m exploring the sensations at different depths.” All the way in, a few inches of fuck, back out a bit, another small fuck, all the way to her opening. “That’s a better answer.” Pulling away so that only our parts are touching. Watching the hard shaft of my cock move in and out. I'm doing all of these things. Enjoying myself. And enjoying River.

Spoons has been good today. What’s next? Some brief t-bone, then roll her onto her front and straddle her leg for inviting. Then my legs around both of hers. She follows my lead as we dance. A dance we both know well. Usually. It can be even more fun when we don’t, and we lose our rhythm temporarily or take an unanticipated turn.

Hugging our bodies together. Sitting up. My thumb pressing against her perineum to guide my cock back in when I pull out. River uses the wall to push back. Makes sounds of enjoyment. My good feeling gets better. I could finish his morning, if we can keep this up. She can. I can. I feel it getting closer. It’s a long grind, but a nice grind. This will not be another pointless fuck. Not that they’re ever pointless. Finally I come, my breathing deep and hard, my parts warm and tight and sighing with relief. We clean up and shower.