I slept like a baby. I usually do when I sleep in your bed. It feels like a big cloud. Soft and fluffy.

I wake up on my side. Your back is facing me. You’re in your usual curled-up position. I roll onto my back and stretch, back arching, arms touching against the headboard. Then I reach down between my legs. Stone-hard… ngh. Fuck. I make a little noise, between a sigh and a moan, trying to stay quiet.

I’m straining, so I scoot a little closer and gently push my hard-on against your butt, nestling it right there. It throbs at the contact.

“Hello..” I whisper against your ear. You’re slowly waking up. I slide my hand down your tummy and then over your bare thighs. Nightdress only… easy access. You hum when you feel me against you. I press my nose to the side of your neck and inhale. You smell so sweet…

Slowly, I begin to rock my morning wood against your soft cheeks. My eyes close. I love how your body is soft and mine is hard...and heavy. You stick your butt out and wiggle, making me curl my toes. Jesus…

“Can you help me with maintenance?” I ask so sweetly. Gotta be nice to get some…

You nod and lift your nightdress a little. I grab onto your hips, breathe against you, and then angle your top leg up. With my size it’s unlikely I can just slide my dick in… but I can rub against your pussy lips instead, can’t I?

I position your legs for better access and then pull down the front of my briefs. My dick slides out, all stiff and heavy, resting against your bare butt. I love how you don’t wear any panties when I’m over… like you know what to expect.

I guide my tip to your folds. You sigh. You’re a little slick. Not much yet… but I can change that. I cup your tit through your nightdress and hold it in my hand. So soft. Big. It gives me goosebumps.

I tug on your nipple through the fabric and slowly grind my tip between your little petals. Your pussy is fucking heaven. A little bit of precum squeezes out and attaches to your folds as I rub. I bet you could already get pregnant from that amount alone. Fertile baby trap…

I play with your boob and keep rocking back and forth between your legs. I can feel you getting slicker. Your pussy is waking up to my cock. Finally, I try and nestle the tip right against your slit, as if I wanted to push in. But I know I can’t. Not like this. It just feels so… hot. Like I’m almost threatening your pussy… ready to press in. Not like you could do anything about it.

Helpless. Little. Female.

My breath gets shorter as I think about it. I keep pushing against you as if I want to penetrate you. You grab onto my forearm when I squeeze your tit. I groan at your slick slit suddenly opening up for me.

Holy shit. You puff out breaths, then cry out. I take advantage of the moment, and then… out of nowhere, I breach your pussy with my fat dick.

I’m inside.

You pant and lift your top leg a little to give me more space. My body is now on fire. That you can take me without much warm-up makes me crazy.

I grind forward to which you moan. I can’t last long now. I know that if I come inside you, there will be a chance you’ll end up pregnant. Again. My balls tighten up at the realization. I moan against your neck. Squeeze your boob and grind and push only about an inch deeper inside you.

Oh my God, I’m going to lose it. Your nails dig into my forearms. I’m such a greedy boy; I want to go deeper. “Too much—“ you pant out when I try to go deeper. My brain melts right that second. I’m too much for your pussy. It’s the hottest fucking thing. Shaking from head to toe, I erupt with only my cockhead buried inside you. So hot. And tight. I pump several large comeshots into you, splattering against your walls and then pooling in front of my tip. Sticky mess...

I shudder with a couple of aftershocks. Load dumped… morning maintenance done. God, yes. Now I can doze off again.