She woke up wet and aching for cock. The room was still dark, just a sliver of early light cutting through the blinds. Mark lay on his back, breathing slow and deep, his dick already half-hard from whatever dream he was having. She didn’t think twice. She wanted to wake him up with sex, raw and filthy, and she was going to do it exactly how he liked.
Quiet as she could, she slid under the sheet and got between his legs. His cock lay heavy against his thigh. She wrapped her fingers around the base, lifted it, and dragged her tongue from balls to tip in one slow, wet lick. It twitched. She did it again, then opened her mouth and took the head in, sucking hard.
Mark grunted in his sleep. She bobbed lower, taking more of him, letting spit run down his shaft so it got messy fast. Her tongue pressed flat against the underside while she worked him deeper, cheeks hollowing with every pull. When his cock was fully hard and throbbing against her throat, she pulled off with a wet pop and licked the slit.
He stirred, hips shifting. She didn’t stop. She sucked him back in, faster now, one hand stroking what her mouth couldn’t reach, the other cupping his balls and rolling them. Spit soaked her chin and dripped onto the sheets. She moaned around his cock so he’d feel the vibration.
“Fuck… baby?” His voice was rough with sleep. She answered by taking him to the back of her throat and holding there until she gagged. His hand found the back of her head, fingers tightening in her hair. “Jesus Christ, that’s how you’re waking me up?”
She pulled off just long enough to say, “Told you I’d do it one morning,” then went right back down, sucking noisily. He cursed and thrust up into her mouth. She let him fuck her throat for a few strokes before she climbed up, straddled his hips, and rubbed her soaked pussy along his spit-slick cock.
“Put it in,” he growled.
She didn’t need telling twice. She reached down, lined him up, and sank down in one smooth drop. Her cunt stretched around him, hot and tight from sleep. She bottomed out and stayed there, grinding her clit against his pelvis, already dripping down his balls.
Mark grabbed her ass with both hands and started fucking up into her. Hard, fast thrusts that made her tits bounce. The wet slap of skin filled the room. She leaned forward, hands on his chest, and rode him back, meeting every thrust so his cock slammed deep.
“Fuck, your pussy’s so fucking wet,” he said. “You been thinking about this all night?”
“Yeah,” she panted. “Woke up horny as hell. Wanted your cock before you even opened your eyes.”
He flipped them without pulling out, pinning her on her back and driving in deep. She wrapped her legs around his waist and took it, nails digging into his shoulders. Every thrust knocked a moan out of her. He reached down and rubbed her clit in tight circles while he fucked her.
She came first, cunt clenching hard around him, legs shaking. He didn’t slow down. He fucked her through it, then pulled out, flipped her onto her stomach, and yanked her hips up. He shoved back in from behind and pounded her, one hand fisted in her hair, the other smacking her ass.
“Gonna fill you up,” he warned.
“Do it,” she gasped into the pillow. “Come in my pussy.”
He slammed in a few more times and unloaded, cock pulsing, hot cum flooding her. She pushed back against him, milking every drop. When he finally slowed, he stayed buried inside her, breathing hard against her shoulder.
She turned her head and grinned. “Good morning.”
He laughed, low and rough.
“Best fucking alarm clock ever.” He pulled out slow, watching his cum leak out of her, then slapped her ass again. “Now get on your knees and clean me up. We’re not done yet.”
