Wake her up and fill her with cum

Wake Her Up and Fill Her with Cum

“Wake up, sleeping beauty,” a deep, husky voice purred, as I felt someone gently shake my sleepy, nylon-clad foot. Groaning, I slowly opened my eyes, blinking against the harsh morning light. There, standing at the foot of my bed, was my boyfriend, Jake. His piercing blue eyes gazed at me with a mixture of lust and mischief.

“What are you doing?” I mumbled, my voice still heavy with sleep. I sat up in bed, the satin sheets cascading off my naked body. My short, pink crop top rode up, exposing my soft, rounded belly. I had overslept and still hadn’t gotten dressed after my shower yesterday evening. Usually, I was more careful not to be caught in such a vulnerable state, but I had been too tired to care.

Jake climbed onto the bed, crawling towards me on all fours like a predator stalking its prey. He grabbed my ankles and spread my legs apart, his hungry eyes roaming over my exposed, cloth-covered crotch. “I woke up craving your tight little pussy,” he purred, leaning down to press a kiss against my inner thigh. I shivered at his touch, feeling a familiar heat pool in my core.

“Jake, wait,” I protested weakly, even as I arched my back, offering myself to him. “We can’t. I’m not on birth control.”

He chuckled darkly, trailing his fingers up my thighs, pushing the hem of my shirt up to expose my breasts. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to fill you up so good, you won’t even remember your name.”

He proved to be true to his word. Jake’s mouth descended onto my cunt, his expert tongue lapping at my sensitive clit through the thin fabric of my panties. I gasped, my hips bucking up into his face. He growled against my cunt, pushing the fabric aside to expose my dripping wet folds. His tongue delved deep, fucking my hole. I gripped the sheets, panting and moaning my pleasure.

Jake worked me over until I was a desperate, trembling mess. Only then did he pull back, his mouth glistening with my arousal. “I want you to beg for my cock,” he demanded, his voice low and dominant. “I want to hear you beg me to fill your unprotected cunt with my cum.”

I whimpered, looking up at him with hooded eyes. “Please, Jake,” I whined. “I need your big, fat cock inside me. I need you to fill me up with your hot, sticky seed. I don’t care about the risk. Please, just fuck me and cum in me.”

He smirked, his eyes dark with desire. “Such a dirty girl. You know I can’t resist you,” he said. He stripped off his boxers, exposing his huge, throbbing erection. I licked my lips, eyeing the thick length hungrily. Jake climbed on top of me, settling between my legs. He rubbed the swollen head of his cock against my soaked entrance, teasing me.

I whined, trying to thrust my hips up to take him inside me. “Stop teasing me and just fuck me already,” I growled. “I’m a grown woman, not a little girl.”

A devious grin spread across Jake’s face. “If you insist.” Without warning, he slammed his hips forward, driving his massive cock deep into my tight cunt. I cried out, my eyes rolling back in ecstasy. He was so big, stretching me deliciously. He set a brutal pace, pounding into me with reckless abandon. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with our heavy breaths and moans.

Jake reached down, pushing my shirt up to reveal my breasts. He mauled them roughly, pinching and tugging at my stiff nipples. I gripped his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin. My stomach clenched, my hips bucking up to meet his thrusts. I was so close.

“Cum for me,” Jake groaned, his breath hot against my ear. “Cum on my cock.” He reached between us, rubbing rough circles over my aching clit. That was all it took. I threw my head back, crying out as my orgasm crashed over me. My pussy clenched around his cock, milking him for all he was worth.

With a hoarse shout, Jake buried himself deep, his cock throbbing inside me as he released. I swore I could feel each hot spurt of his seed painting my insides. He collapsed on top of me, both of us breathing hard. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close as we caught our breath.

After a moment, Jake propped himself up on his elbows, a satisfied smile on his face. “Was that good for you, baby?” he asked, his voice teasing.

I rolled my eyes, even as a small smile tugged at my lips. “You know it was,” I mumbled. “But I meant what I said about the birth control. We can’t keep doing this.”

Jake’s expression softened. He brushed a strand of hair away from my face, his fingers lingering on my cheek. “I know,” he said, his voice serious for once. “I just…I’m not ready to give this up yet. Being with you, feeling you…it’s the best thing in the world.”

I sighed, resting my forehead against his. “I know,” I whispered. “But sometimes the best things aren’t meant to last.”