ABQ Denise, part II

The Morning After

The smell of fresh brewing coffee, bacon frying and eggs woke me up the next morning. I smiled. It took a minute or so to appreciate the reason I have a mustache. I took a deep breath and as much as I love the smell bacon, eggs and coffee, from my mustache came the scent of Denise’s pussy and ass. That over took my mood and my dick started to get hard. I jumped out of bed and went straight to the bathroom to take a piss because I know how hard it is to piss with a hard on and cum with a full bladder. I made it just in time to be able to relieve myself completely. Now neither of my concerns above existed. With Denise’s scent on my mustache, my hardening dick, I lick my mustache and head to the kitchen bare ass naked with my morning wood leading the way. After last night, this pitiful, heart broken wuss has more confidence that ever.



As I get to the kitchen I see Denise hard at work making breakfast for us. She is wearing an apron that covered her front side but left her ass naked without it. It’s the first time I see her ass in all it’s glory, in the light. That sight, and “morning wood”, my memory of how she fucked me with that ass last night and knowing she hasn’t heard me enter the room, I spot some butter on the table. I grab the entire stick in my hand, approach her, the hand without the butter reached under her apron and search for her clit. I find it. At the same time, I kiss the nape of her neck, she moans. Her clit is hard and wet. As she gets into all that. Then, I not so gently, without warning I shove the stick of butter up her ass. She gasps but, knowing what’s coming next, she turns off the burners on the stove.

I push it in, she pushes it out. Over and over we repeat. Her hot ass is melting the butter. As it melts it gets smaller and goes deeper in her ass. My hand is covered with melted butter, the butter drips between my fingers to the floor. Her apron is tied in the back. I untie it and turn her around. My butter covered hand rubs between her tits. She seems mesmerized. She likes what I’m doing but she doesn’t know what’s next.

“Wrap those buttered tits around my dick.” I demand. With a coy smile she drops to her knees and pushes her tits together and says” Fuck them”.

Her tits are not huge, I mean she’s not “easy titty fuck” huge. But she did everything possible to make it work. With every up stroke she licked the butter off the head of my dick along with my pre-cum.. Every time she did she looked up to me and smiled. What she is doing felt and looked incredibly good but my morning wood needs more.

“ Baby, your ass is dripping with butter. What better tasting lube is there?”

She stands up and turns to me and smiles, grabs my butter lubed super hard cock and starts stroking it and gives me a little kiss on the lips . Sarcastically, she says “I guess you should lick it up before it all goes away.”

She turns around and bends over the kitchen counter, reaches back and pulls her ass cheeks apart.

“Fuck that”, I say.

She says, “Exactly.”

The butter is oozing from her ass and running down both her thighs. Her ass hole shines from being so well greased, and gapes a little as she spreads her cheeks, inviting me to fuck her ass.

( Ladies, morning wood has no conscience. There is nothing romantic about it. It needs a hole to fuck. He’ll fuck the one he wants. Give it up, which ever, however, just take it. You will be rewarded.)

Denise spreading her cheeks meant nothing. It didn’t need the invitation. The little head took over the big head the minute I stepped into the room. With morning wood in hand I move forward and with no mercy shove my cock up her ass balls deep. She yelped like a dog in pain. Morning wood didn’t care. I started pounding her ass. Every stroke, full length. My balls were slapping her pussy. The only sound in the room was our flesh slapping. Her next sound was “awwwwwrrrrrrg” and she pushed her ass towards me. I take half a step back and reset my angle. I grab her hair and pull her head back as I drive my cock into her ass. Balls deep, I stay there. I wrap my free arm around her waist her pull her closer. I get a millimeter deeper in her ass. I freeze. Every inch of morning wood is up her ass as deep as possible. She starts to pant. I start to feel her ass convulse. It gets so loose, I push, she squeezes. I freeze again. Repeat but quicker, tighter. Repeat even quicker still. Repeat over and over, faster and faster. She is jerking me off with her ass .I pull on her hair, pull her tighter to me. She lets out a low, long moan. Her anal convulsions continue. I’m getting close, I’m about to cum. Suddenly she goes limp. Falls to her knees. My cock pops out of her ass dripping with butter and pre-cum……

“Damnit woman, I’m not done with you yet.” I reach down and pick her up by her arm pits, swing her around so she is sitting on the floor with her head against the cabinet. Her eyes are closed but her mouth is open as she tries to catch her breath. I step forward. With no subtly at all I push my cock down her throat. Slowly her eyes open and look right at me. I grab a handful of hair on each side of her head with both hands hold her still and fuck her throat. Our eyes stay locked on each other’s. With her head against the cabinet, there is no “give” when I push in. In fact, with the hold of her hair, I pull her closer with every push in. Her convulsing ass brought me to the edge so it didn’t take long until my first shot went down her throat…..

I love watching a girl eat my cum so I backed off and dropped the rest of my load into her open mouth, on her tongue. Again we lock eyes, “Don’t swallow yet. Savor it, swirl it around in your mouth. I want to watch you enjoy my cum.” . She complies with a smile.

There is nothing better than watching a woman savor your cum. Putting on a show because she loves it as much as I do watching. My eyes on her mouth, hers on mine watching her mouth. Eventually she says,

“Please sir, may I swallow your joy”?

“My joy? Is that what you call a mouthful of cum”?

“Isn’t that what it is? That’s why I love it. I give you joy. You give me joy. That makes us joyous. Any argument”?

“No baby. I’d be a fool to argue with that”.



“Yes you would”

“Smart ass”.

“No, butter ass” she says with smile and a huge load of cum still in her mouth. (her past experience is showing as I watch her swirl my cum around in her mouth savoring it)



Her eyes locked on mine, she asks, “may I please swallow?

“Yes you may, swallow my joy.”

With an audible gulp she closes her eyes as my load goes down her throat. Her eyes open and look into mine, she smiles and says, “Thank you”.

I’m way out of breath and panting like I just ran a marathon, I say, “WOW Baby. I have never……..”I ask, “ What’s for breakfast?”

Denise replies with a coy smile, “ I ate you, your morning wood. I’m not hungry for anything else than that. I want more of the same”, she says while stroking my sensitive cock, milking out what cum uneaten, being sure my balls are completely drained with a string of my cum attached to her lower lip she says…….

”Bacon, eggs, hash-browns, coffee, and V-8……. I’d be happy with more morning wood.”



“Tomorrow is another day”. You just sucked the life out of me.”I say in between pants. Baby…. Please, feed me.” I say as I sit at the kitchen table she backs up and pushes her spread ass into my face” I see butter leaking from her ass and pussy juice mixing with the butter running down her inner thighs. We both crack up laughing. I smack her buttered ass cheeks, hard. “Oooo,” she says and snaps back to standing straight up. “Breakfast baby, breakfast NOW…… please”. ( WOW what a woman.)

I sit at the table and just watch this incredibly sexy woman prepare our breakfast. She puts the apron back on but her best asset is still bare and dripping butter. If I wasn’t already totally sexually drained, I would have fucked her one more time. But, I knew it would not be possible. I am drained and I am spent. I knew she was not only surprised this morning but satisfied too. And the way we “JUST GET ALONG”, sex, as good as it was the first time is only going to get better over time (if that’s possible) and it’s been about a year since we first met. We were in love long before the lust just added to our relationship.

It turns out that turning off the stove when she felt the stick of butter go up her ass, the bacon cooked perfectly in the residual heat as the pan cooled. She had whipped up two bowls of three eggs for omelets but never added the chives, ham, mushrooms, sliced jalapenos and cheddar cheese. All that was sitting in bowls on the counter. She obviously sliced and chopped those things before my morning wood “attack” took her away from her task. She put three pans on the stove. (she needed to get another stick of butter from the fridge). That made me smile. She turned to me and sarcastically shook the new stick of butter at me like it was her finger, (sarcastically scolding me.) I chuckled. She turned her back to me and scooped up some of the butter leaking from her ass the turned toward me and sucked her fingers clean.

In my exhausted state, all I could muster was, “you cruel bitch”. But, I said it with a smile.

As the non stick omelet pans, plus one more heated up on the stove she grabbed two whole potatoes and her shredder. She spent about three minutes shredding those potatoes into hash browns. She added a good amount of butter to one of the pans. When that butter liquefied she added the potatoes and flattened them in the pan. I heard the sizzle and smelled the potatoes as they fried. She put a cover on the pan and came to me, dropped to her knees between my legs. She looks me in the eyes and said, “I’m going to suck your dick. If you can cum in 3 minutes, when I need to flip the potatoes and start the omelets, great! If not, too bad for you. At least I’ll get a taste of us and we’ll both feed upon the hearty breakfast that I made for us.

”

With that she aggressively started sucking my dick. She took me deep and fucked me with her throat. She pulled it out and milked whatever pre-cum I could make. Licked it up, smacked her lips and smiled at me. Then we hear the ding of the timer.

“Oh well stud. “Damn, you taste good, but it’s time to serve breakfast.”

She flips the potatoes. Recovers the pan, drops butter into the omelet pans, puts the chives, ham, mushrooms, jalapenos and super sharp cheddar cheese into the bowl of whipped eggs and the mixes it all up. When the butter liquefies, she pours in the eggs into the pans and covers both pans. While all that cooks, she removes and drains the bacon onto a paper towel. Puts it on a plate and then on to the table. She turns off the pan with the potatoes. She removes the cover off of the omelet pans. With a flick of the wrist she folds the omelets perfectly. While they cook she grabs serving plates and puts them on the table. She goes back to the first omelet pan, again with a flick of the wrist she flips the already perfectly cooked omelet and slides it on to a plate. She repeats the process, turns off the stove for both pans, grabs a plate and puts the hash browns on to that plate. They are perfectly cooked. Brown and crispy on the outside, white and moist on the inside. She puts that plate on the table. Salt, pepper garlic, red pepper and catsup are already on the table as are knives and forks.

Before sitting down to eat she takes off her apron comes to me and gives me a very loving, sweet kiss on the lips. No tongue, no lust. Just a sweet kiss. She whispers in my ear, “I love you Martin, dig in.” She pulls back and there is a very proud look on her face not seen since last night when she took my cock down her throat, effortlessly, in one motion.