Breakfast N’ Head: Part 1
I’m usually not a morning person, but it’s hard not to be after last night’s fun. I roll over with closed eyes and a smile, reaching for you, but your side of the bed is empty. What could you be doing this early on a Saturday? Do I smell coffee?? Mmmm. That gets me right out of bed and straight to the kitchen, where to my surprise, you greet me with a plate of eggs, bacon, and French toast.
“The coffee is almost ready, babe,” you say with a pleasant smile.
I thank you with a kiss and hastily climb onto the kitchen stool to start cutting the toast. “Looks delicious! Did you use the new…” I trail off, caught off guard by your neck kisses overwhelming my senses. The cinnamon-vanilla perfection of the sweet treat melts in my mouth as your lips find the perfect spot on my neck. Maybe you’re ready to continue last night’s adventures.
“Your bedhead is sexy… but I’d hate for you to get syrup in it,” you say as you scoop the rest of it out of the way and continue your light pecks.
“Mmm… did you eat already?” I ask breathily.
“Yes,” comes your muffled reply.
“Are you sure?” I laugh.
Your grin widens. “I’m not quite satisfied,” you say.
All I can do is smile at the innuendo and your not-so-subtle touch. I take another bite, and your wandering hand finds its way to my nipples through my shirt. “They’re getting harder,” I say in a matter-of-fact tone.
“So am I,” you reply.
“You woke up on the right side of the bed today, huh?” I was so happy he did.
“I hope you did too.”
Of course, I did after last night, but I want to express my gratitude for his efforts in the kitchen. “Making me breakfast was a smart way to ensure it!” I beam at him.
“I’m glad you like it.”
Your hands never leave my body; they continue their smooth trail to my hips, lifting the hem of my shirt. I try to distract myself with another bite of eggs as your nose and lips trace the path your fingers make, creating orgasmic chills. You crouch lower, hands on my thighs, kissing my breasts.
I smile and take a sip of water, barely able to contain myself when your lips go even lower, kissing the scar around my belly and hips. Both my hands grip the edge of the counter at this point, my legs open instinctively, and my heart pounds. I try to take another bite of French toast but drop the fork as soon as I feel your mouth approaching my swollen lips.
“Someone is extra sensitive right… here,” you say as your fingers caress the outside of my panties, feeling for my lips. You don’t even bother pushing my panties to the side, just dive right in and kiss my lips through them—deep kisses at a slow pace that don’t quite let me reach the top. Why does this feel even more erotic? My head tilts back, and I spread my legs even more.
You stop and take a deep breath, then stand up and walk to the other side of the counter. “I should let you eat first. You might choke if I continue,” you say while handing me another fork, a wicked smile flashing across your face.
I pout and take the fork while glaring at you, but you walk off with a spring in your step and something bouncing in your sweatpants. I sit with a deep ache in my panties that nearly overrides my hunger. Swiveling around in my chair, I find you lying on the sofa, stroking yourself with one hand with your other tucked casually beneath your head. You glance at me with your perfect smile and not a hint of remorse.
“Eat, baby. Don’t waste your breakfast.” Such a tease. I swivel back around and finish my food, contemplating my revenge and “making his breakfast!”
Part 2 should be up shortly!
Ohhh. I like this. It’s sexy, mysterious and intriguing while also leaving the reader wanting more.
Thank you!! I’m sooo excited for part 2! I just have to edit it! There might be a part three!
Beautiful! Who wouldn't love a morning like that.
By the way, I couldn't help wondering…what's the scar from? It kinda feels like the reader is supposed to know what it came from, but…I don't. 🙂
Thank you!!? I am glad you noticed! I wanted to include that detail to make it a bit more realistic. It is a very tender & sensitive area, which makes it even more erotic to touch and kiss and I have wanted to include that in a writing for awhile. I know a lot of people who have scars around there abdomen, especially from c-sections, and thought maybe someone could relate to that! I hope it enhances the reader’s experience if they do or if their spouse does! I do have a long scar from heart surgeries and it’s part of my testimony! ?
Great Story. I'm a morning person.
Thank you!!?
Wow….this story is hot to read. Love the detailed description where his hands wander, especially your groin area. That tickles my whole body, without touching myself. Looking forward to part 2…and maybe part 3!
Thanks so much!! I cannot wait!
Wonderful story Singledreamer! Beautifully written and erotic. Keep writing and sharing darlin. Looking forward to your next story. Stay horny and God bless you.
Thank you so much!! I am so excited for part two? God bless you too?
SingleDreamer, your stories do not disappoint. I tease my lovely bride like this anytime I get the chance. I love the sight of her engorged lips slightly bulging the fabric of her panties—it’s so feminine and beautiful. She can be a serious tease as well—if I’m in the house naked, sometimes she’ll come up and start sucking my soft penis until I’m fully engorged and tingling with excitement, then she’ll stop, grin at me mischievously, and go back to whatever she was doing lol.
Haha what a tease! And thank you for reading!! I’m so glad you enjoyed it!
Now I want some French Toast!!
I love the story.
Thank you!