There's no time for sleep now

He is asleep in bed. Lying on his side, breathing deep; I know he is out to it.

I lay in bed next to him, cuddling in. My breasts against his back, my hand and arm resting on his chest. I deviously think to myself “Here’s my chance”, as a smile comes across my face.

I start moving my hand down and as I touch his stomach he flinches a little. I keep my hand still and stay there for a bit, not moving, listening to his breathing. When I think it’s safe, I move further down & I feel his briefs. My hand immediately targets his cock.

My hand still outside his briefs, rubs his cock. Tracing lines up and down his shaft with my fingers. I feel him harden at my touch. Moving further down I fondle his balls, enlarging his hard cock as he rolls onto his back. I adjust so he doesn’t lie on top of me and so I’m in the best possible position.

I grip his shaft with my palm and squeeze. His cock jerks involuntarily and he moans, still sleeping.

I gently trace circles around the head and then go back to rubbing his cock, jerking him off while he sleeps. His hips lift up off the bed slightly, encouraging me more.

I move my hand up to find the top of his briefs; I lift it up and slide my hand underneath. Carefully ensuring I don’t snap the elastic onto his stomach.

I wiggle my hand down and grasp his cock as I start to jerk him off. His cock twitches and grows harder with my touch. I vary from long, firm strokes to shorts one focussed on the head. I move down and play with his balls some more and his cock grows harder still. He moans as I make my way back up and continue jerking him. It doesn’t take long and he’s lifting his hips, removing his briefs.

Mmm….freedom of movement. I become more confident, holding him firmer, jerking him faster. And then he wakes up and realises it’s not just a dream. He groans at my insistent touch, raising his hips, fucking my hand.

I bring my hand close to my face, licking my palm and fingers before jerking him some more. He’s leaking pre-cum and lying back, enjoying being fucked.

I sit up and shuffle down the bed a little. I lick my lips slowly in anticipation of tasting him again.

Slowly, but eagerly I open my mouth and close my lips around the head, gently sucking & licking all at once.

I continue jerking him as I tempt him with my mouth. Easing his cock further towards my throat.

I jerk him faster as I suck harder, urging him to cum. He starts to run one hand over my leg when I force his cock as far into my mouth as it’s ever been. Leaking so much, tasting so good. Touching my tonsils, it gets too sensitive for him so I go back to jerking him off.

My hand moves faster and his hips move more quickly, fucking my hand. He groans more and his hips move up and down even quicker still. “Cum for me” I say.

With a few hard and fast jerks his cock is spurting. When he’s cumming, I can’t help but wish he was doing so in my mouth. He cums spurt after spurt landing on my hand and his stomach.

Still holding his cock I move my face up to his. “I love you” I whisper. “I know”. We smile at one another as I request “Kiss me”. And boy does he know how to kiss ;-)

Lasting moments

The cuddling at night.
The quiet.
Where all of the day's worries are (or should be) forgotten, stored away, put to the side.

It's one of those time that I know and feel that I am truly loved.
Yes, I know I'm loved, but these moments, I treasure.

The quiet, hearing his breathing.
I feel safe in his arms.

I've never liked going to bed, but I always love going to bed with him.
It's calming, it centres me, it relaxes me.

Those last few moments of peace before drifting off.
Knowing he'll be there when I wake in the morning, or even through the night.

The closeness shared of our skin touching.
Our breathing synchronised.
Hearing his heart beat.
Holding his hand as we drift away.

I am a simple woman of simple pleasures.
And this is one of them.

I truly love him in these moments.
These snippets of time, in which I wish they would last forever.

And every night they do.
Every night I fall asleep, next to him, in his arms, our bodies touching, but also our hearts, I am a happy woman; a woman in love.

While the cat's away....

Well early yesterday morning I dropped Daddy off at the airport. He had an overnight business trip to attend, which left me home alone. In fact I'm still home alone until I pick Him up later tonight. This is the first time since I moved here that I've had so much time to myself. No, we don't live in each other's pockets, but yesterday it was strange knowing He wasn't coming home from work. I even saw His car in the driveway and thought "Oh He's home". Only to realise seconds later that (stupid me) I was the one who parked it there. (I can see you all shaking your heads at me).

So what does the mouse get up to while the cat's away?
You would think she'd wreak havoc and go wild perhaps? Well, sorry to disappoint, but no. I've been a good girl. (Maybe trying to avoid that tickling punishment????) After coming home from dropping Him off, I had breakfast then went back to bed for over 3hours. (Early mornings really aren't my thing). Then I fart-arsed around online for awhile before having lunch and then talking on the phone to family for a couple of hours.

Next was a uni deadline that had to be met. Nothing major, just a mini-assignment kinda thing. For the little that it's worth....we sure do put in a helluva lot of work. Anyway, got that out of the way, and decided it was time to watch a movie. Got a little into it and got bored. I didn't really feel like sitting down and concentrating too much...so what to do? Turn on the tv and watch a re-run of Friends (what else?). Put on dinner, wait for it to cook and then eat it. Spend more time talking on the phone (this time to my aunt). Then I watch a bit of tv, check my emails again, chat to family online and decide it's time to hit the sack.

Didn't sleep in this morning....partly due to going to bed early and partly due to the joyous pain I had all day yesterday, all last night and all of today (so far). Oh the joys of being a woman and the lead up to that week we all dread. (I'm sure you're all nodding your heads, knowing all too well what I'm talking about). Went and picked up some parmesan cheese for Him to put on His Spaghetti Bolognaise that I'm cooking for dinner, popped a couple of painkillers to try and get rid of this pain and sat down at my computer and started typing this.

This afternoon I'm booked in to get a brazillian wax. (It's about fucking time!). So I'll be smooth as when He gets home. (Big smiles). Given that He's had two big days at work, I doubt He'll want to play tonight, but I still have my fingers crossed. Tomorrow we're heading back home for a surprise visit. Just staying overnight and bringing back some of my stuff that's still stored there. And then it'll be a quiet, relaxing Sunday night I think. After two big days at work and travelling over the weekend, I reckon He's going to be stuffed.

So that's what this little girl's been up to and what's happening in the next couple of days. I hope you all have a good weekend. Until next time....

Lucy

Naughty Little Lucy

Lucy's been a naughty girl.

Daddy's home sick. I made Him a cup of tea and ham and cheese croissants for breakfast and then went and had a shower. I emerge and there He is lying on the recliner, breathing softly, asleep. We were going to finish watching a movie, but He was too tired. "Do you want to go back to bed?" I ask. He does. "You finish the movie, I've seen it numerous times". So what does Daddy's little girl do? She finishes watching the movie and then goes to her laptop (currently set up on the bed in the spare bedroom). She was waiting for a video on Redtube to finish loading. She snuggles in under the blanket and gets comfy. She presses play and watches as the forbidden scene plays out in front of her. A Priest fucking a woman who is part of His congregation. She doesn't care what she watches, she's just horny. Anything will do. She masturbates. She loves to masturbate. She switches between rubbing clitty and finger-fucking her cunt.

So Daddy's sick and sleeping ( poor bugger! :-( ), and all I can think about is how horny I am. I haven't played in about 4 or 5 days (had a boil in a not-so-nice place). And all I want to do is feel Daddy's nice hard cock in me. I would give anything at this point to have Him in my cunt, to feel Him cum in me. Oh how this little slut is missing having her Daddy's cock buried deep in her!

Daddy, I'm selfish. I know you are sick. But all I can think about is how much I crave to have your cock in me. I know I'm a naughty girl. I'm sorry.