Meant To Be?

THE MORNING AFTER

I woke up the next morning to her still laying on me, her nose twitched every so often in just the cutest way. I nudged her arm a little to wake her up so I can get out of the bed, she was mostly unresponsive but finally let me go. She had a style that was all her own and it was evident in how she decorated. Frames with Japanese characters adorned the wall above the bed and random posters covered the walls. I found my bag that I had regardlessly thrown across the room and pulled out a pair of dark grey sweatpants, no boxers or shirt and I crossed my fingers hoping for another round like last night.

I made my way to the hall to look for the kitchen, taking in everything that had just happened and going over it in my head. I just flew across the country, met my future wife, had the best sex anyone has ever head, and now I'm gonna attempt to make her a nice breakfast. I got down and looked through the miscellaneous pots and pans, trying my best not to wake her up. I originally wanted to make pancake but there wasn't a single pan suited for the job, "Fuck it, she likes waffles too." I thought to myself.

Twenty minutes later, Leila emerged from the bedroom into the kitchen entrance, awoken by the smell of sizzling bacon and damn near perfect waffles. She was rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand and moved her braids backs, revealing her perky breasts that fell onto her chest just the right way. "Morning baby, you hungry?" I questioned. "After last night, you know I am!" she replied, hastily walking over to me. I could feel the blood flow into my member as I watched her tits bounce towards me, hitting each other as they fell. She turned away and fell onto me, her back colliding with my chest and relying on me to catch her. I helped her onto her feet and she backed her ass up against my dick, moving her hips, challenging her self to feel out every inch I had to offer. I couldn't help but grab her waist and press into her, her eyes widened and her face looked like that of one with malevolent intent. She turned back to face me stared at me biting her lip and slowly looked down at my dick print. It was prominent as if a showcase piece in a gallery, bold and something you didn't wanna look away from. "I know what your thinking, but can we eat first?" I uttered, "Sure, but you gotta eat me" she retorted as she hopped on to the counter. Her thighs did the thing, you know. The thing where they just spread out, and look so fucking sexy. Usually, I looked down at her since she was 5'6" and I was 5'9", but now I was looking up into her eyes and couldn't help myself. Forget the foreplay, I could already see her tight pussy pulsating and cream starting its journey down to her ass. I stuck my tongue out and made a clean pass from bottom to top, taking everything back into my mouth. The taste was complex but outstanding, I understood her craving for my cum last night, all I wanted was more of her. Bottom to top, over and over again, taking time to slow down at her clit and make her savor it. I parted here pussy lips with my index and pinky then put my ring and middle finger inside, slow and even strokes was the key to getting her to spill more cream. I sucked on her clit, rapidly flicking my tongue against it, her hand shoving my face into the warmth of her pussy.

She was unshaved, just the way I liked it. Her hair tickling my upper lip and my beard dunning against her thighs. I pulled my fingers out and held them between us and we both licked them clean. I tongued her down as she ferociously tried to satisfy her wanting pussy, kissing down her body and pulling her hand away to slide my tongue inside. Her head thrown back as she reclined onto the wall and my tongue parted her lips. She was wet, very wet, and tighter than a mother fucker. Her juices flowed onto my tongue and I craved her even more, making a nodding motion, I tongue fucked her to the edge of climaxing when she declared "I think I'm gonna cum!". She wrapped her legs about my head smothering me, forcing me deeper into her until she came. She squirted on my face, filling my mouth. I drank it all up as her body jerked and her breathing was heavy, her chest heaving and moans of pure pleasure departed from here. She finally released me and my top half was wet and glistening like I had just come up from underwater. I helped her off the counter and she licked one of the drops from my chest, following it up my neck and onto my face. Her hands on my back with my left on her waist and right squeezing her plump ass. I lowered my head and kissed her, using my tongue to wrestle hers into submission. She pulled away and looked up at me with an innocent smile, "Alright. Now we can eat!"