Chapter 55

Brent awoke the next morning, momentarily disoriented. He felt something soft rubbing his chest and it took a minute for his eyes to open enough to realize that he was staring at Emma’s ass. The “something soft” was her belly.

A moment after that, more details filled in. He was erect and felt Emma’s soft, warm mouth on his member. She was on all fours above him, but her stomach hung down enough to rest against his skin. She was facing away from him and, obviously, sucking him off. Her cheeks were spread wide in front of him and her asshole winked at him.

Her wet, tender lips tugged on his manhood as she pulled upwards. Her tongue toyed with the rim of his cock before she went back down, taking him in. Emma had her hand curled around the base of his shaft and she twisted it gently back and forth as her head bobbed up and down on him.

Brent had only had oral sex once before. It was from Andrea, on their wedding night. Andrea wasn’t prudish or anything, but she wasn’t a fan of blow-jobs and made it clear. She didn’t put much enthusiasm into it, but she didn’t refuse or protest when he had asked. Just before he came, she withdrew her mouth and pumped him, catching his cum in a tissue that she’d had at the ready. It had still felt great at the time, but nothing like what Emma was doing to him now.

Her long hair was hanging down and tickling his ball sack at the end of each cycle. Several times, he felt the tip of her tongue tease his pee-hole while her hand stroked him.

He felt he should be doing something, but her pussy was too far away for him to reciprocate orally. Instead, he put both hands on her full hips and massaged the generous flesh there.

That action apparently let Emma know that he was fully awake. She withdrew from his cock just long enough to smile at him over her shoulder.

“Good morning. I thought I’d have breakfast in bed,” she said with a giggle.

“Good morning to you too,” Brent said, returning the smile. “This is quite the way to wake up!”

“Well, maybe we can make a regular routine out of it,” Emma said with a wry smile before returning to work.

The feeling of Emma’s lips pressing on his sensitive skin was intense. He used his hands to knead her hips before sliding moving on to her butt cheeks. His fingers left brief red marks in the soft, white globes...

Her position above him kept her cheeks spread wide apart and Brent let his thumbs slide into the crevice of her ass-crack. At one point, his thumb brushed against her asshole causing her to jerk involuntarily but she didn’t break stride as she sucked him.

Just above his chest, her bare pussy lips were also pulled slightly apart and he could see her excitement glistening there.

He let his fingers drift downwards from her cheeks until his thumbs touched her labia. That earned him a moan from around his meat.

Spreading her nether lips apart, he gazed at her pink womanhood. Carefully, he pushed two fingers into her slit. As it happened, he needn’t have been careful; Emma was so wet that his digits plunged in with no resistance whatsoever.

Another moan from his crotch as fingers slid in to the base. She wiggled her hips and Brent could feel her muscles contract against the digits.

He sawed them in and out a couple of times tentatively before growing more confident and forceful. On his next pokes, he twisted his wrist to put more pressure on her pussy walls.

“Mmmmmm...” he heard from the mouth sucking him. He was struggling to hold out as long as possible to prolong the pleasure, but the climax building in his loins was approaching like a freight train.

Several more minutes ensued of Emma eating him while he masturbated her. Brent’s willpower gave in first, his orgasm no longer able to be held back.