Taking advantage of River in the morning

"You did me so well last night that if you initiated now I'd turn you down." "I'm not planning on initiating." "No, I'd say let's do it tomorrow." I at least want to give River a backrub. Something to help her relax and sleep. Her shoulders have been hurting.

In the morning I wait for the appointed snuggle hour. I'm not sure how well River slept last night so I don't want to bother her much. I've had an erection for the last 45 minutes but as soon as I spoon River and push it down under her butt it fades. I hate that. It doesn't come back when I reach down and finger her, or finger myself. We talk about it.

I remember River's back and wanting to rub it so I run my fingers up and down lightly, across her neck, along her arms. Sit up, pull her over, and oil her. I sit beside her and rub her back, pushing sideways, shoulders, finding the spot under her shoulder blade that I'm not sure what to do with, talking about it. She's giving me some very nice feedback.

The top of her butt peeks out from under the covers. I uncover it and my hands drift down. Can I get another one? I think so. It's a nice morning with River. One hand on her butt, one on myself, her secret darkness pulling me like a magnet. Almost hard enough. Get on, finger her, spread her, slide it in, no backing up, in a little bit, a little bit more, lay out full on top for a little more, feeling each fraction of an inch open as I penetrate, finally pull back and fuck all the way in as we both moan softly. Deep thrusts, small thrusts, feeling it push through the improbable spot at the opening each time. Reach under and hold her wrists.

"I don't want you to drip all day." "It's ok." She's got things to do today and I don't want her to be distracted or uncomfortable. "I take advantage of you, and you have to drip all day." "Are you taking advantage of me?" It feels like it, giving her the back rub and then doing my thing back here without even asking.

"We can finish later." River shakes her head. "I can come on you." "If you want." This is a good position for that. No bush to mess up, just a smooth landing zone and a nice butt crack to slide in while I come. I sit up, hands on her back, watching myself push into her. Speed up. When I'm about to come I pull out and press it down into her crack and slide it up and keep the feeling until I come and my jizz dribbles onto her back. "That wouldn't have made you too drippy." "I can't even feel it." Body temperature. Wipe up with yesterday's t-shirt. Maybe it was more than I thought; my cleanup efforts make a mess of come on her ass and I have to wipe that up, too. "I can feel that."

We snuggle and talk about her shoulder muscles some more and I feel them, where they connect, what they feel like when they're flexed. I want to do a good job as her live-in, full-service masseur.

"The connection between my warm fuzzies and my libido goes both ways." "I've noticed. I like your warm fuzzies. That's why you get as much as you do."

River takes charge and shakes up the routine

"I want to persuade you to have some kind of sex with me." "I'd probably do that." "I was thinking of the word for you today. It's "pretty"." River is pretty today. She's been told the gray shirt she's wearing has "nice details". I think whoever said that was talking about her tits. And I agree. They are nice.

I play guitar while River knits. Upstairs I light candles and go out on the balcony to wait for River and watch for shooting stars. And strip. I hear River come into the room. "I always need an excuse to hang out on the balcony naked." "You have your glasses on." "Like you and your watch. You're not naked as long as you have your watch on."

We sit on the bed. River's erotic, her hips and butt flowing out from under her cute gray shirt with the nice details, the cleft of her ass disappearing under her. I reach over and touch it. Some nice warmup kisses. I'm halfway hard already. "What kind of sex are we going to have?" "Shirt sex. I thought you'd like that." I do.

River takes charge, rolls me back and gets on top, a nice surprise, the blunted triangle of her bush framed by her nicely detailed shirt and legs. Oils me for one of her expert handjobs. "Isn't this a nice cock I have?" "If you do come back as a guy, your cock will be backwards." We think about how nice it would be to be able to get inside each other's heads right now.

River does the stick-in and fucks me. "Who's doing what to who?" We fuck each other. Her shirt comes off and she reaches back with it and wipes the oil off my cock. "I always like how that feels when you're wiping and fucking." That's better. She does single point and I let her do all the work while I close my eyes and writhe in ecstasy beneath her. "I hope this feels as nice for you as it does for me." "It couldn't possibly." Oh yeah. It's strenuous. She's working really hard and her knees are popping. "But I really appreciate it." "I need a workout to get better at that." "I'll help."

She leans down to hug and we get a good long time in, her rocking back and forth, me pushing in and out just a little. I like hugging her in close while she's on top. "Nice fuck, sweetie." She sits up and we collide putting our hands on each other's chest. I palm her boobs, pushing them together, pushing them upwards. "I'm glad you've got my favorite boobs." She puts one hand on my chest while she does me. Somehow that's even better than both hands. More casual, more attentive, more powerful, I don't know.

"I want something doggy style." "Turn around." She turns around, reverse cowgirl, her ass bobbing up and down, her cunt lips spreading to engulf me, me enjoying the view and wondering where it goes. Reverse single point. Again I let her do the work. Then we roll and twist into doggy. "I smell pussy." "I'm glad you like that smell." "It's a nice smell." It gets me even hornier.

River goes low. I go with her. "I like feeling my balls rub on your feet." I've got a hard hardon. It's nice watching it slide in and out under River's amazing ass. "Is there some air in there?" "Let's see." Squeef. "That's better." I do the work, River does the work, we both do the work. I've been on the edge of coming the whole time and need to stop for a break. River's feet give my balls a warm tickle that almost sets me off. She backs up onto my cock and my orgasm feels inevitable, I think about finishing with a few hard thrusts while I still can, but the need passes. I pull out and feel her pussy while I recuperate. "That might have been as close as I've ever come." "I wanted to keep going." I find her hole and plug it back in and we keep going.

We've been going Reed speed, a bit slow. Time for some River speed. Faster and harder. Deep. Banging all the way in. "Are you ok?" "Yeah." It sounds slightly painful but I trust her and keep going. I'm lasting for a while but not much longer and I know this will be the finish and I let go and mmmmm and push and pull and flood into her. "You probably always know when I'm coming." "You've hidden a few of them." "Recently?" "Yeah." She's probably right, like maybe the recent time she fucked me in the orgasm. But really they're better when I make a production out of them.

It's still hard. The long afterfuck is more like a serious fuck. I could probably stay hard. But it's coming up to midnight and we've joked about staying up until midnight fucking and I don't want to push it. That was a good fuck. "Nice plan." "Something non-routine."

"Were you ok?" "It hurt a little but it felt really good and I didn't want to stop."

Pussy-eating, orgasm-fucking sex

I suggest that River pre-sleep while I read to Brook and clean the kitchen. When I come in she's awake. And naked. Her bush peeks out from above her closed legs. "You're not asleep." "But I'm happy." I start the foot rub I promised. "Do you have a plan?" "No, but you're giving me ideas." I've been glancing up at the flaps and folds between her legs every now and then and wanting to probe them with my tongue. River goes through a lot of poses as we sit on the bed. On her front with her butt curving enticingly, curled up on her side with her pussy subtly visible, on her back with her legs pulled up to her chest and her ankles crossed. For each pose I think about how I could lick her pussy. "If you call them poses, I'm going to get self-conscious." "About what?" "Body parts." "I've seen them all, and I've never said anything bad about any of them." "You're either very wise, or very . . ." "I'm very honest." I reach over and scratch her bush. "Pre-coital scratch. Although that's rather presumptuous of me." Not too presumptuous though I think.