Morning handjob – cross masturbating in bed

The sun’s early rays filtered through the curtains as Anna slowly stirred from her slumber, her naked body nestled against her husband Michael’s warm form. She savored the quiet peace of the morning, relishing the feeling of his skin against hers. Glancing down, Anna couldn’t help but let her eyes linger on the clear outline of Michael’s morning wood tenting the sheets. A playful smile curved her lips.

Michael slept soundly beside her, his breathing deep and even. Anna decided to have a bit of fun before rousing him. Unable to resist the temptation, she slowly slid her hand under the covers and grasped his stiff cock. Her fingers wrapped around his thickness and she gave it a gentle squeeze. Michael stirred slightly but didn’t wake.

Emboldened, Anna began to stroke him, her hand gliding up and down his shaft. She marveled at his hardness, so strong and throbbing in her grasp. Michael stirred again but remained asleep as she pleasured him. Anna felt a rush of excitement, loving how she could bring him to the edge without him even realizing it.

As she continued to stroke, Anna felt herself growing aroused. Her hand moved faster, pumping more urgently. Michael’s breathing quickened but he still didn’t wake, so lost in slumber he couldn’t even process the pleasure rising within him. Anna watched in delight as a bead of pre-cum formed at his tip. She swiped her thumb over it, smearing the slick moisture.

Drunk on power and desire, Anna had a wicked idea. She shifted her body over Michael’s, straddling him carefully. Holding his cock in place with one hand, she lowered herself onto him. The warm heat of his member filled her as she sank down, his thickness stretching her tight walls. Anna gasped as she bottomed out, every inch of his hard cock buried deep inside her.

The sensation of her wet pussy enveloping him finally roused Michael from his slumber. His eyes fluttered open and he let out a groan as Anna began to rock on top of him. “Oh fuck Anna, what are you doing to me?” he panted, his hips thrusting up to meet her movements.

“I just couldn’t resist,” Anna giggled. “I couldn’t help myself.” She leaned down and captured Michael’s lips in a heated kiss, her hair cascading over them both. Their bodies moved together urgently as Anna rode him, losing herself in the feeling of him filling her completely.

Anna’s fingers slid down and she began to rub her aching clit, the added stimulation making her walls clench around Michael’s cock. “That’s it baby, fuck me just like that,” Michael encouraged, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust up into her. Anna felt the tension coil tightly in her core, her body wound tight and ready to snap.

“I’m gonna cum Michael, I’m gonna cum so hard on your cock,” Anna cried out, her nails digging into his chest. Michael gripped her ass, spreading her cheeks and thrusting up hard and deep. “That’s it, let go, I’ve got you,” he urged. His words were all the permission Anna needed. She threw her head back and her orgasm crashed over her, her pussy tightening like a vice around Michael. He kept thrusting through it, riding out her climax and pushing her higher.

“I’m gonna cum Anna, I’m gonna fill you up,” Michael growled. Anna could feel him throbbing inside her, getting closer to his own release. She reached down and spread her lips, letting him see where they were joined. The sight of his thick cock stretching her, perfect and obscene, coupled with the sensation of her pussy fluttering around him was too much. With a loud grunt, Michael came hard. His cock collided with her cervix as he emptied himself inside her, flooding her with his hot seed.

Anna collapsed on top of him as they rode out the aftershocks of their passion. Their chests heaved with exertion as the sweat cooled on their skin. “Wow,” Anna breathed out. “That was incredible.” Michael could only nod in agreement, still trying to catch his breath. He reached up and cupped her face, pulling her down for a sweet kiss.

“Merry Christmas, my love,” he murmured. Anna smiled against his lips, happiness and love coursing through her veins. She knew this was a Christmas morning she would never forget.