If you’ve been following my previous posts, you know my partner and I have been venturing into the world of free use. For those unfamiliar, it means I’m sexually available to him whenever he desires. Let me tell you, this new arrangement has exceeded my expectations, and I cannot wait to distribute more with you.
Every morning, my partner would set an alarm an hour before he actually needed to wake up. It was his little trick to make rising easier for him. I had grown accustomed to the first alarm, but I never let on. Instead, I pretended to slumber peacefully, knowing what was to come.
As the first alarm rang, he silenced it and drew me into a tight spoon. I could sense his arousal pressed against me, yet I didn’t want to disturb his sleep with sexual pleasure. Still, his hands found their way around my hips, lowering my panties in a deliberate, teasing manner. I fought the urge to react – after all, I was supposed to be asleep – but the temptation was too much to bear.
Slowly, he entered me, sliding his hard length inside as I lay there pretending to sleep. It was an unexpected, thrilling surprise. I couldn’t believe he would take this intimate pleasure while he wondered I was unaware. Strangely enough, I found myself strangely captivated by the clandestine nature of it all.
Instead of indulging in an unrestrained rhythm, he did something unexpected. He fell back into a peaceful slumber, leaving his aroused member nestled inside me, his arms wrapped protectively around my body. It was an endearing gesture, as if his cock had craved the warmth of my embrace and sought solace in our tender connection. I drifted off to sleep soon after, content in his embrace.
When I stirred from my second slumber, he continued his rhythmic movements within me, a gentle reminder of what had transpired earlier. For a moment, I had forgotten, only to be pleasantly surprised. Any resistance I might have had dissolved in that instance, overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure coursing through my veins. His firm grip on my body sent swirling waves of ecstasy while my insatiable desire begged for more. I instinctively pressed my backside against his hips, craving the depths of his passion.
In a tantalizing move, he placed two of his fingers to my lips, silently urging me to taste them. I obediently complied, relishing the erotic sensation and my newfound role as his living pleasure object. Every touch, every stroke, it was as if I had become his own personal fleshlight, completely at his mercy. And I reveled in it.
Just before he reached the pinnacle of his pleasure, he rolled me onto the bed and took full control, positioning himself on top of me. With one powerful thrust, he buried himself deep within me, allowing me to taste the warmth of his release. A crescendo of pleasure enveloped us both. Without uttering a single word, he rose from the bed and made his way to the shower, leaving me with the delicious remnants of our passion slowly trickling from my satisfied core as I drifted back into a blissful slumber.
