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Post Thirteen: Illumination

  • Britany le Fay
  • May 4, 2016
  • 3 min read

Elli

The morning light came in at just the perfect angle that it illuminated half of Morgan's face. He purred quietly as I sat up beside him watching as he slept. He had such an exquisite composure, even while sleeping. I brushed my fingers gently across his face, trailing them down his stomach, and slightly touching him. He snapped awake, blinking at me.

“Good morning,” he smiled, wiping his eyes.

“Good morning,” I smiled back, continuing to run my fingers up and down him.

“Holy crap, you look amazing in the morning,” he told me, brushing his hand over my hair.

“You don't look to bad yourself,” I countered.

He pulled my face in, kissing me softly, I was glad I had snuck some toothpaste from him earlier. I let my lips leave his, as I began to trail them down his body. I was always a little wary when it came to blow jobs. I felt they could be very intimate, even more intimate than sex sometimes. I didn't just give them to anyone. But I wanted to, I wanted to know what he tasted like. I had been waiting for him to wake up just for this moment.

I wrapped my mouth around him, wetting the area, as I began slowly moving up and down. Teasing him at first, flicking my tongue around. I had taught myself to swallow back my spit while doing it, so it was less messy. That was more for my taste than the person I was with, but it didn't seem to hurt.

“Wait...I should be...doing that for you...” Morgan muttered.

I brought my hand up, placing my fingers over his mouth to shush him. He didn't say anything more about it.

I continued, going faster, sliding my mouth gracefully against him. moving my tongue, playing with him. He placed his hand on my head, pushing it further down. He was longer, which made it more difficult to control my gag reflexes, but I concentrated as hard as I could at what I was doing.

It reached a point where he took complete control. Not in a harsh way, though. His hand was gentle, as if he was just guiding me. Showing me how he liked it. Setting the tempo and roughness. I enjoyed the way he led me. All I had to was keep my mouth around him. My jaw locked a bit, but I ignored it.

Suddenly he let go of my head.

“Elli...” he moaned, “I'm going to come. Elli...I'm going to come...”

He repeated over and over. I suppose he was expecting me to move my mouth away, but I just continued. He finally released, his body arching forward. I took his taste into my mouth. Quickly swallowing it back (another benefit to learning that trick). I kept him in my mouth for a few seconds, slowly continuing to move. Not too long, or it might be over sensitive.

I sat up, smirking at him. I couldn't help it. He pulled me close to him, going in for a kiss. I moved my face away.

“You don't have to do that right after I...”

Before I could finish, his lips were on mine, parting my mouth as his tongue played with mine. I grabbed the back of his head, pulling him closer. His already had a bit of stubble on his face, which tickled me as I kissed him.

“You're an angel,” he cooed.

“My piercing didn't bother you, did it?”

“Piercing?”

I laughed as I stuck out my tongue at him, showing him my stud near the tip of my tongue.

“How did I miss that?”

“Considering how much time you've spent with my tongue this past 12 hours, I truly can't imagine.”

“Show me again?” He mused, I stuck it out towards him.

“It's bioplast, so it tends to be softer, and better for your teeth. It's also a smaller gauge than some people get.”

“I'm not sure what any of that means, but I like it.”

I showed him again, and he took the tip of my tongue in his mouth, sucking on it a little. It sent a jolt throughout my body.

“Now...isn't it my turn?” He asked, suddenly picking me up, and turning my over on my back as he got on top of me.

“Wait...”

“No protesting, you didn't listen to me before.”

He began kissing my body, using his tongue to lead a trail down. He circled around my thighs.

“Really though, wait,” I stopped him, “I'm sorry it's just...I do want to spend time with you. But I have two dogs, and they are with my parents right now, and I promised I would pick them up by noon.”

Morgan sat up, looking over my face.

“Really?” He questioned.

“Yes... You could totally come with me though, if you want to.”

“Okay,” he agreed, “then let's go.”

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