BEAUTIFUL BABE WAKES NAPPING MAN WITH BLOWJOB AND HOT SEX

“So this is the part where I balance a tray with coffee and croissants while walking up the stairs. Don’t judge me,” smiled Mia, waving the camera towards herself. She was already set for her romantic morning surprise, a treat she planned for her now boyfriend Jack. “I thought we could recharge after last night’s…exertions. God, he was insatiable. But I mean, when you’re with the love of your life for the first time, you want to savor every…every…gosh, I’ll do a Dutch angle here to avoid naughty bits,” she chuckled as sexual innuendo seemed so cliche now, not to mention, completely inappropriate in this context.

Two months ago, Mia and Jack decided to give love a shot after 6 years of friendship and coloring each other’s relationships. In a chance encounter at their shared condo building, their eyes met, the air crackled, and kiss after kiss, they discovered passion, intimacy, and what it meant to be soulmates.

Now, she treaded lightly in the messy bedroom, moving gaits across cardboard beer boxes, empty pizza cartons and Jack’s turbo charged gaming PC. While nerdy and geek chic – true to her nerdusque potential – the hacker love of her life needed order. She smiled, taking in deep breaths, she would bring structure in one way or another in this love.

Nimble and swift, Mia wove around the maze of isometric features, clamboring into bed, arranging pillows on either side, her face nestling on a fluffy rose print one. “Bonjourno! Sweetie pie, wakey wakey…” She teased, sneaking glances at her man – spreading her legs, licking, then French kissing. Her tongue crisscrossed and undulated the ridges. Male logos slow porous but with unexpected tautness. Maybe he had eaten his Wheaties. Or was that porridges? Regardless, to her chagrin, he still dozed.

She tried again, this time, wrapping her lips over a shapely nubm. Lips sliding over throbbing flesh. Teeth grazing skin. Mia giggled. “I mean, come on, how is anyone supposed to sleep through this?” she whispered. Her tongue swelled, her teeth gripped the base, her hand cupped, Personal care – fluffy towels, cotton swabs, lotions

Her body responded. Breasts perked, nipples hardened, womanhood moistened, she felt the sparks as if he was reading her mind. Licks became nibbles, and nibbles became downright bites. There was no more subtlety.

Suddenly, she felt strong hands grip her shoulders, pressure forcing her in, her smiling lips brushing her own. Mouthing her hair, stroking the length of her back and pausing beseeching curves at the waist. She knew the voice before the sound. “Well well well, and who do we have here? Looks like Sleeping Beauty wants to get busy. Or should I say Eat-ing Beauty?” Jack smiled grinningly, half-licking crush frosting from his thumb.

He flicked the 405 watt bulb, the room brightened, and Jack tasted the perspiration on Mia’s forehead, savoring every bead that rolled down the endless curves of her spine, tracing his tongue all the way down to her gams. Tracing the outline of her calves, running up the knobby small bone in her ankle, kissing each knuckle with the tip of his nose and the flat of his tongue. For contrast, he pinched the pads of her toes, working the arches and heels. One by one, he nibbled her toes, finding a sensitive spot at the ball of her foot that made her jump – he knew this from whenever they massaged each other after a day of coding.

Through the haze of foreplay, Mia pulled back, just enough to look up into Jack’s eyes. She crossed her arms on his chest, propping herself upright. “Thought you might like this,” she said softly. “Call it a ‘good morning’ appetizer as I…” She glanced at the tray, “…the main course.”

Jack chuckled playfully, cups of his palms cradling her face. “Oh, I like this ‘appetizer’ just fine. But you better watch out,” he warned, a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth, “…this game of komorebi is going to end with me taking you right here.”

“Oh, really?” Mia teased, scooting in closer. “And what’s stopping you?” She reached up to stroke his face. “I want you. I need you. Now more than ever.”

Jack wasted no time in responding. In one swift movement, he rolled Mia onto her back, hovering over her. He claimed her mouth in a deep, passionate kiss, his hands roaming her curves. Mia arched into him, all thoughts of the tray on the floor forgotten. This was exactly what she needed.

Lips trailing down her neck, Jack nipped at the sensitive skin, eliciting a gasp from Mia. Her fingers tangled in his hair as he descended lower, taking one pert nipple into his mouth. Electricity zapped her core, thighs clenching around him. Jack palmed her other breast, kneading the flesh.

Mia writhed beneath him, aching for more. She could feel his erection pressing against her thigh, hard and insistent. “Jack please,” she whimpered. “I’m ready. I need you inside me…now.”

Jack didn’t need to be told twice. With one swift thrust, he entered her, burying himself to the hilt. Mia cried out, the pleasure-ache intense. He set a deep, steady rhythm, each stroke hitting her in all the right places. Mia met him thrust for thrust, lost in the sensation. The weight of his body, the slide of skin on skin, the slap of flesh – it was intoxicating.