Billy just sat at the breakfast table like a lump, leaning back and reading his magazine, oblivious to Alexia's repeated question, "What would you like for breakfast, honey?" Alex was getting just a mite upset with him.
If the truth be known, Billy wasn't just ignoring Alex: he wasn't particularly paying attention to his magazine, either. His mind was ablaze with thoughts of Alex, his sweet Alex with her silky black hair cascading over her bare shoulders. He just kept replaying in his mind, that wonderful night before, when they had become more acquainted with each other in EVERY way, in just that one night, than in the previous three weeks of dating. Alex, who always seemed so shy and passive, had shown Billy the tigress in her last night. No wonder Billy was oblivious to the world, and had that far-away look in his eyes.
For her part, looking across the breakfast table at her handsome, well-toned young man, Alex couldn't help but smile like the cat who just swallowed the canary. Or, well, maybe it hadn't exactly been a CANARY she had swallowed last night, but still VERY tasty! Unlike the many jerks she had dated recently, Billy had taken his time with her, kissing and carresing, licking and sucking, in all the right places, through what had seemed like hours of the most exquisite pleasure. Where HAD such a young man learned to be so unselfish of a lover? It didn't matter. After that, she hadn't been able to resist pleasuring him, and then pleasuring each other, all night, until the dawn. And now they faced each other over the breakfast table. Only Billy had that damned magazine in his face, which was getting Alex more than just slightly steamed! But Alex couldn't stay mad at her hunk for long--not in that HOT white tank-top he was wearing, his lusciously masculine muscles rippling and bulging just a few feet away. Right now, all Alex could do was smile at Billy, at the memories of last night in the bedroom, in the shower, on the carpeted floor of just about every room, and even out on the back lawn. As Alex slowly sipped her coffee and tried in vain to catch Billy's attention, she was sudenly inspired, and she smiled ever wider at the thought of what she was planning to do right then and there, at the breakfast table.
Alex crossed her dark, shapely bare legs as she mapped-out her plan in her mind. Then she rose and walked over to Billy.
She leaned in close, slowly nibbled at his ear-lobe, and whispered huskily "Put down that damned magazine!"
"Hmm?" Alex muttered, startled. "Did you say something?"
"Yeah," Alex pouted, "I've been trying to get you to tell me what you want for breakfast!
"Oh," Billy answered, still distracted. "Just anything will be fine. Don't go to any trouble on MY account. I'll just have whatever you're having."
"Oh, I very much DOUBT that," Alex chuckled. "You see, what I am hungry for right now is...well, it's easier to show you than to tell you!" So saying, Alex knelt down on her knees between Billy's thighs, and began slowly, teasingly unzipping his beige slacks. "You see, what I'm really, REALLY hungry for right now, is another sweet taste of your long, thick, HARD cock! Last night I didn't get ENOUGH, not NEARLY enough, of your sweet, tangy, tasty manhhood! So you see, I doubt very MUCH that you want the same breakfast that I'm about to enjoy!"
After making short work of removing Billy's slacks, Alex rested her palm and fingers on Billy's bare thigh as her thumb light pressed on his pulsating shaft. She leaned in close, and lovingly kissed the very tip of his cock-head, enjoying every sweet and sexy moment of their early-morning kitchen tryst now.
"I want to suck your cock," she whispered. Simple, straight-forward, matter-of-fact, direct and to the point. No games. That honesty was typical Alex. Pure Alex, through and through. No wonder Billy was already falling madly in love with her! Alex smiled up at him, lovingly, joyously, as she happily licked and swirled and circled her hungry tongue all over his beutiful hard stud-pole. This was already shaping-up to her tastiest breakfast EVER. Restaurants could double, triple their sales by adding THIS succulent dish to their breakfast menu, Alex decided.
She sat up on Billy's bare lap now, loving the feeling of his rod kocking on her tight white shorts, But she wasn't quite ready to let him in. Not just yet. Billy, attuned to her as he was, as no man had ever been before, must have sensed AGAIN what was Alexia was thinking, as he leaned down to kiss her softly, sensously on the mouth. Alex hungrily cupped Billy's head in both of her hands, and lovingly drew him to her. She kissed and kissed and kissed him, she couldn't get enough. Her tongue unfurled and slowly encircled his full, soft lips. Now it was HER knocking, entreating entrance. And again, Billy didn't disappoint, not at ALL! His long, broad tongue slowly slid out of his mouth now, happily and warmly greeting her tongue, as their tongues swirled and danced sensouously, seductively around each other. Alex melted at the feel of his tongue, at the memory of that broad tongue and the EXQUISITE pleasure that his very talented tongue had happily repeatedly brought to her last night, ALL night!
"You know," Billy smiled, "you are WRONG about one thing!"
"Oh? And what's THAT?" Alex challenged.
"You're wrong about us not wanting the same breakfast! I'm as hungry to devour you with my love, as you are for ME!" So saying, Billy slowly, lovingly, lustfully lifted Alex's skimpy top, and cupped her soft breast in his big, strong, manly hand. Now Alex couldn't resist closing her dainty hand over his, as her heart pounded in her ears and her escited, passionate breaths turned to short, deep, rapid gasps of enjoyment.
Billy leaned in close and closed his lips over Alex's bare nipple. Resting her chin on the top of Billy's head, Alex surrendered herself to him, to the moment, moaning loudly, repeatedly, uncontrollably.
As Billy slid down along her bare torso, his magical tongue licked and circled and swirled. Alex closed her eyes, feeling herself dampening with desire for her. She groaned with the exquisite torture of her desire for him now. Her groans brought smiles of pleasure and satisfaction to his handsome face, making him lick her harder, faster, more passionately, which in turn increased the volume and passion of her own groans of pleasure and desire, both of them spiraling upward, ever upward in passion, toward their inevitable mutual crescendo.
Still cupping her bare breast, Billy slid his face and swirling tongue downward, ever downward. Alex shut her eyes tight, tilting her head back, surrendering to the feel of him, moaning and groaning and panting louder and louder and louder, as he moved ever further south down along her hungry body, pleasuring her every curve and every hair, every millimeter of her smooth soft skin, until she wanted nothing more now, than to swallow him up whole.
As talented as his tongue was, and as TERRIFIC as she felt now, her hot, wet, hungry, HUNGRY little pussy urgently, desperately needed to feel his big, hard cock driving, plunging, in-an-out, in-and-out, in-and-out now. Nothing else in this whole WORLD would do any more, but for him to fuck her hard, fuck her deep, fuck her fast, fuck her NOW! She wanted---no, no, she NEEDED--him to fuck her REPEATEDLY, over and over and over again, for hours, for dsays, for WEEKS on end, non-stop.
Alex stood up and did a slow strip-tease, ostensibly for her man, but mostly to get her pussy naked so she could hop up on his lap and slowly slide down onto his amazing hard cock. Which is EXACTLY what she did now, as he caressed her bare breasts through her raised top, and French-kissed her deeply, passionately. "Mmmmmmmm!" was her lusty comment, repeated again and again and again, as they Frenched and she eagerly rode his lap to ecstasy.
Without missing a lick in their passionate French kiss, or a stroke in her happy passion-ride on his thick, hard, loving cock, Alex slowly, sensuously pulled her top up over her head and tossed it on the tiled kitchen floor.
Alex hoped up on the breakfast table, slowly spread her thighs apart, and half-whispered, half-moaned, "Fuck me!" Once more, this was 100% pure Alex: no games, no chance to misunderstand her meaning. Simple, direct, and to the point. Just the very personality characteristics that made Billy love Alex so. Billy stood up against the edge of the table, and leaned forward with his hips, slowly driving his long, thick, pulsing, throbbing manhood into the soft, moist folds of Alex's warm, tight, and VERY inviting femininity. "That's right, sweetie, FUCK me," Alex repeated. "Mmmmmm! FUCK me, yeah, just like THAT! FUCK me!" she whispered softly, sweetly, repeatedly. "Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK me!"
Was it his hundredth in-and-out stroke. His thousndth? Alex had lost count long ago. All she knew was how wonderful her man's hard-driving cock felt as it thrust deeply, powerfully, lovingly, She felt her pussy muscled tighten and squeeze him hard, and before she knew what had hit her, she had come hard and fast, all OVER his deeply-buried shaft.
She knew his own explosion was imminent, and she wanted to feel and taste that moment in her mouth, on her tongue. So she gently pushed Billy aside, slid down from the table-top to the chair, and whispered huskily, "come here, you, you...hot, sexy HUNK of man, you!" She pulled him close, smiling at the sight of his big,m thick, hard cock, moments from eruopting, pulsating wildly, madly in mid-air, just inches from her hungry lips and tongue, marveling at the sparkling, crystal-clear drops of pre-come slowly dribbling from the tip of his cock-head. As she pulled him toward her, a few drops of pearly-white come started to dribble from his cock, down onto her bare breasts. That felt WONDERFUL!
But now Alex wanted, she desperately NEEDED, to taste him erupting warmly, passionately in her mouth, She wrapped her dainty hand around his hardness, and sucked him deeply, lovingly. Moments later, he shook from head to toe as he pumped what seemed like gallons of his sweet man-juice onto her happily-licking tongue. "Life just doesn't GET any better than this," she thought, as she slowly backed her lips and tongue off of the man she loves. Suddenly, unexpectedly, he erupted a secxond time, his burst splattering her face. She didn't mind, not at ALL! She hungrily licked-up what her tongue could reach, and reveled in the feel of the rest of his warm, creamy spunk on the smooth skin of her cheeks. If cosmetic counters bottled and sold this stuff, she would happily apply it as a skin-mistureizer twice a day, and slowly lick the stuff off her face, his love-juices felt and tasted THAT good to her right now!
"Life just doesn't GET any better than this," Alex happily thought to herself again. "To love THIS passionately and THIS well!" As these thoughts raced through her mind, she smiled up at her man, her Billy, through her come-splattered face.
Thank you, sweetie!" Alex grinned. "that was by FAR, the tastiest breakfast I've EVER had! What say you move in here with me, and serve me that SAME delicious breakfast EVERY morning, hmmmm?"