Dexter
Early the next morning, Dex felt Donna stirring next to him. Her warm, nude body was pressed tight up against him, his morning wood nuzzling up nicely against her butt crack. As she slowly began to stir, he reached up with his free arm and gripped one of her breasts, his fingers pressing roughly into her flesh.
The aggressive grope made her turn her head to the side to look at him with bleary eyes. She softly pressed her lips to his cheek, a single hand coming back to caress the back of his head. Wiggling her butt a few seconds later, she giggled quietly as she felt the substantial erection he was sporting.
Turning more, she spun to face him. A look passed between them as they lay there. Each seemed to sense what the other wanted. Wordlessly, she moved to her back as he slid on top. He saw her vulnerability as her legs spread wide for him. A wisp of a smile marked the moment that he reached down to position himself to take her once again.
He gripped the shaft with his hand, and he felt the hard flesh pulse warmly in his fingers. Looking lower, he watched the crown briefly kiss her cleft. A gooey string of her arousal appeared as he lifted it again.
She looked down to see what he was staring at, a giggle crawling free. She licked three of her fingers and reached down. Plying their way past the angry head, she slid the wet digits into her pussy. Emerging a few seconds later, she rubbed the newly wet fingertips across the bulbous crown.
A single encouraging glance from her spurred him past the desire to ogle the gorgeous form beneath him. Gripping himself tighter, he pushed down and leaned forward. The head found a home easily, driving in as she yanked her hand back up out of the way. A gentle gasp fell from her lips.
It didn’t take but a single stroke for him to find more of her natural wetness, his gentle thrusts easily spreading it over the dry surfaces of his cock and her pussy. A whimper of approval escaped her lips as she pulled him back down to her, her lips still stroking and caressing his. Arching his hips down and forward, he thrust deep into her as soon as he felt they were both completely lubed, a low moan of pleasure from her confirming his guess.
“I could definitely get used to you waking me up like this,” she whispered, eliciting an amused chuckle from him. “Think I could keep you?”
“I’d certainly be okay with that arrangement,” he whispered, quickly finding a rhythm with his thrusts. The thought was appealing, no doubt.
“Mmm, you feel so good,” she whispered.
“You feel incredible,” he replied. “You’ve got the most incredible pussy.”
She whimpered at his words, her hands still clutching at him as if she were trying to pull him down completely on top of her. Opening his eyes for just a moment, he saw a brief look of pain on her face and immediately stopped.
“I’m hurting you,” he said, matter-of-factly.
She didn’t respond and he could tell that he was correct, guessing that she wasn’t wanting to hurt his feelings.
“D, I don’t want you to fuck me just because you think I want it,” he said, frowning at her and holding still.
“‘D’?” she asked, amused.
He shrugged. “Was trying it out. You don’t like?”
“I’ve just never been called ‘D,'” she replied with an amused shrug. As she finished the words, she reached around him to try and pull on his hips, then frowned at him when he didn’t move. “Dex, I want you to fuck me.”
“I can tell, but I’m still hurting you. You can’t be serious.”
“You’re so naïve for someone so damn good at this,” she said, her amused expression only growing more so. “Yes, honey, it hurts a little. You and my boyfriend really did a number on me last night. I’m going to be sore for a few days most likely. Now… normally when I get this sore, I tell John to go fuck himself and let myself heal up.”
“See… there you go,” Dex said, trying to slide from on top of her. Her hands held him in place though.
“You aren’t John, are you?” she asked quietly.
“Um… no…,” he answered, a little confused.
“You can have me whenever you want,” she said quietly, her pretty green eyes staring hard up at him. In that stare, he only saw affection and desire. He immediately felt a surge of emotion for the gorgeous, ever-surprising brunette.
“Even when it causes you pain?” he asked, genuinely incredulous and forcing himself to focus and stop thinking how incredible it was that he got to spend time with someone so sexy and insatiable, let alone fuck her.
“I want you so much sometimes,” she said, never looking away from him. “I… shouldn’t say things like that, but I can’t help it.”
“How about this,” he said, pulling the two of them to a new position, him on his back and her on top of him.
She leaned down to kiss him and immediately started to slide up and down his cock.
“Don’t you know that I want you all the time?” she asked. “I mean, I know I’m like… no restrictions with you, but I’m not that way with anyone else. Plus, I think it’s pretty clear that you’re the best I’ve ever had.”
He smiled, then watched as she reached down and made him put his arms behind his head.
“Just… don’t tell John that,” she said, but then giggled. “Actually… go ahead and tell the fucker.”
He chuckled, suppressing the urge to reach up and maul her bouncing and swaying breasts.
“Personally, I think Jessie’s insane,” she said, gyrating her hips in short circles as she slid forward and backward slowly.
“Mmm, she is?” he asked.
Donna nodded, her unkempt, messy morning hair bouncing sexily around her head and shoulders.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he said, feeling that same, surprising surge of affection for her that he’d felt earlier.
She stopped mid-thrust and looked down at him sternly.
“Stop being so fucking sweet,” she said, smacking him in the chest. “And yes, your girlfriend is absolutely insane.”
He laughed, then shrugged as he looked up to wait for an explanation.
She wasn’t watching though and had finally closed her eyes. Her hands were on his chest as she fucked her pussy back and forth on him, her hips grinding up and down in small but measured movements.
“Mmm… yes…” she moaned, her hip movements coming faster and faster. “That’s it…”
He felt her incredible pussy contract hard on his cock, her muscles going stiff for a few seconds as she shook on top of him, her mouth open as she came.
“Nnngyuh,” she blurted, grinding hard several more times before slowing. She came to a complete stop after another few seconds. Catching her breath, her fingers clutched at him as she settled down on his chest. He kissed her cheek softly, running fingers through her hair as she recovered.
“That was really nice,” she said quietly a few seconds later, and he felt her hips start the rhythmic dance again. “But… the point was to make you have an orgasm, baby.”
“So… Jessie’s insane?” he prompted, more than happy to let her run the show.
Looking down at him, her lips curled in an amused, almost playful smile and she nodded. He waited a few seconds for her to explain further, but she just kept gently rising and falling on his cock.
“Donna… are you going to explain?” he asked, amused but more curious now.
She sighed, and he was struck by the serious look on her face in that moment, then even more so when she stopped gyrating on top of him.
“I just know that if you were mine, I wouldn’t want you to be fucking all those other girls. I’d have one or two like Jessie that you and I could fuck together on occasion, but… I’d keep you and your magic cock all to myself.”
“You would?” he replied in amusement.
“Definitely,” she said, looking down at him again with those incredible green eyes. “That’s why I think she’s nuts. I’d have sex with you much more than she does, too.”
He smirked. “Well, it’s not like she’s slacking in that department. She’s always giving me head.”
“Oh, I know,” Donna replied. “But I’m saying I’d fuck you more if I were her. Giving head is all fine, but a girl has to take care of herself too, you know?”
“I see,” he said. “So, Jessie sucks my dick way too much?”
She turned a flat stare at him. “I think you and I both can agree on that.”
“Ha!” he said. “I don’t think there’s ever been a man to say he’s getting too many blowjobs, D.”
She giggled, then conceded the point with a shrug. “I guess that’s just Jessie though. She’s always wanting to make sure that others are happy, even sexually. I’m not that nice, I guess.”
“Well, I can attest that there’s definitely nothing wrong with you,” he said.
There was a moment of quiet between them as she gently fucked back and forth, up and down on him. She kept staring down at him with her piercing green eyes. After several intense moments she shook her head to stop herself from staring before looking back down at him expectantly, one eyebrow raised.
“Are you going to fill me up or what?”
He laughed and shook his head. “I told you, I didn’t want to hurt you and that’s what’s in my head right now.”
She giggled and leaned forward in defeat, her warm, sweaty body sticking to his. They lay there enjoying each other quietly for a little while longer, letting themselves recover. Eventually, the magical time with her had to end though. She sighed and kissed him a final time.
“I’m sorry handsome, but I’ve really got to pee,” she whispered. “I’d be happy to lay here all day with you, otherwise.”
He’d been running his fingers through a strand of her hair but dropped it as she sat up and started to extricate herself from him. Sliding from the bed, he turned to see her doing the same.
“Me first!” she said, darting around Jessie’s bed and rushing from the room as if something was chasing her.