Tap Tap Superhero... Episode Seven

The morning sun was cutting the drapes like a knife.  It hit Tony's eyes first then Evelyn's. He wanted so much to kiss her awake, but that threat of morning breath was a deterrent. Was it the fear of his or hers?  He settled for more morning spooning.  Being able to only sleep on his stomach, holding Evelyn at the beginning of the sleep cycle was always short lived.  The fact that he had his foot on hers all night was comfort enough for the both of them.

He found his hands caressing her shoulders, back and neck.  Tony soon started to kiss her neck and that is when Evelyn started to stir.  Her moans enticed him more and encouraged him to go further.  Reaching around her arm to encase her left breast in his left hand, Tony felt his erection rising to the occasion.  He withdrew his hand, wet his forefinger and thumb with saliva and proceeded to assault the left nipple, starting slow and gradually steady and firm twisting and pulling.  But, not to injure or hurt it.  Evelyn's breathing became more para sympathetic and deep. Grinding her butt into his rock hard cock, she ripped the blanket off of them both.  The heat was rising.

Tony slipped his right hand under her neck and inserted two fingers in her mouth, never letting go of her nipple.  She sucked them like a new baby deer on a mother's tit.  Evelyn's sweet smell of sex permeated his nose quickly.  She was ready.  But, he still wanted to play.

"Awake are we, Tony murmured. "And, wetter than hell," as he moved his left hand from her breast to her honey pot, lightly glancing her clitoris on the way down.  Evelyn let out a squeal which in turned excited Tony further.

He gently stroked her clit in a circular motion, stopping to finger swipe her pussy entrance.  Wetting his digits, Tony was able to attack the love button relentlessly without hurting her.  His dick was hard as last night. Evelyn began  to arch her back and even purr.

"Don't stop," she said.

The orgasm was swelling up inside of her. Evelyn's body started to quake, first gently then violently.  So much, it was hard for Tony to keep his fingers on target.  Whimpering, she lay there exhausted. What a way to wake up in the morning.