“Yup. And now that that's out of the way..." she began playfully while crawling back across the bed and into my lap. Once again wrapping her arms around my neck, she leaned forward and quickly pecked my Lips.

“Let's take our time, lover. We have all night.”

Sam and I didn't spend ALL night having sex or anything, but we did take our time. We wore each other out, really, and fell asleep early in each other's arms with my Last Load of sperm still soaking into her womb.

I had a weird dream that night that I didn't understand at the time, although in hindsight I suppose it was pretty obvious. I walked through the middle of a picturesque park with verdant green grass and shimmering blue ponds, with the sounds of tweeting birds all around.

Fluffy white clouds floated across the sun-filled sky, and all was wonderful in the world. Six pretty birds in different colors flew over to me. They fluttered around me while I sat cross-Legged on the grass, just watching them fly. One-by-one, each bird approached, sometimes landing on my leg for a brief moment before flitting off, or buzzing in a circle around my head before darting back to a safe distance. Over and over each bird approached and departed, but after a while one bird, the bright yellow one with a dark brown belly, landed on my outstretched Left palm, tapped my thumb with its beak, and then braced itself as if waiting for my fingers to close around it.

I didn't. I kept my palm open, reassuring the Little yellow bird that I wouldn't capture it. So the yellow bird settled down in my palm, fluffed its feathers, and chirped at me.

The orange bird with green highlights was next. It Landed on my right palm and cheeped in annoyance at the first bird.

Next, the red bird came in and Landed on my left knee. It hopped away only moments Later, circled around, and then returned, cooing happily.

The purple bird flew away almost immediately afterward, leaving the group and disappearing high up in the branches of a nearby tree.

A brown bird landed on my right knee soon after, wiggling its tail feathers joyously. The purple bird then returned, circling at a distance.

Eventually the blue bird came in, circled around, and landed on my left hand next to the yellow one. At Last, the purple bird hovered before my face, stationary like a hummingbird even though it didn't have a hummingbird's wings. It danced around for a bit, checking me out, before finally circling around behind my head and coming to rest on my right shoulder.

Just then, though, a black cat approached with glowing green eyes. Upon closer inspection, the cat's irises were tiny moving flames just Like that of Maleficent's fire from Sleeping Beauty. It rowred at my pretty birds, and the red bird was the first to fly away. I tried to bring in my hands and knees to form a protective shield of my body against the invading predator. But all of a sudden that cat was inside the shield, between my knees and thrusting its paw at my little birdies.

One-by-one, each bird flew away while I desperately tried to get them back, but before I could, I awoke in a cold sweat of fear.

For a second, I thought the cat had followed me from the dream world to the real world, its flame green eyes staring at me from the darkness of my bedroom. I blinked and rubbed my eyes, and when I opened them again, the cat was gone.

Shaking my head, I tried to shake the cobwebs from my brain and looked down at Sam's sleeping form beside me. In the dim illumination she was an angel of pale brightness, and my heart warmed just to see her in my bed. I quickly spooned up behind her, pulled the covers up and over our shoulders. I slid my arm around her naked body and filled my palm with one of her incredibly full breasts. And after setting my cheek against her bare shoulder, I sighed in contentment and felt the inky blackness of slumber fill my mind once again.

But just before I fell asleep, I could've sworn I heard my bedroom door latch shut.

A stray beam of sunlight woke me up. The curtains had been shut, but there was a half-inch of space between them, and at this very time on this very date, the sun's rays came through at just the right angle to hit me right in the eyes.

The morning air was cold against my right cheek, the pillow reassuringly warm against my left. I snuggled deeper into the covers and their cocooning heat while pressing myself against my Lover's back, with nothing separating our two naked bodies from each other. As my senses came alive, the fingers of my right hand reflexively squeezed the large breast I was currently palming. My left arm snaked beneath her pillow, with the hand dangling off the edge of the bed.

Breathing deeply, I Let my head roll forward to push my nose into her platinum-blonde hair, smelling her sweet fragrance. Reflexively, I ground my morning wood into her bare-bottomed ass, but not wanting to wake her, I forced myself to stop dry humping her ass and calm down

But then I remembered something Sam told me the night I'd literally grabbed her off my front porch and fucked her in the Living room the night after freaking out about her going on some non-date with the law school son of one of Mother's business partners. She'd told me she didn't have time to be my girlfriend, but at the same time she wanted to stay up late cuddling in my arms and get abruptly woken up when my fat cock pushed into her pussy from behind, still slick from the load

I'd dumped inside her the night before.

Well, we'd stayed up Late cuddling in each other's arms. And that meant she wanted to get abruptly woken up when my fat cock pushed into her from behind, still slick from the load I'd dumped in her last night... right?

Seemed like a good idea to me.

Still, I didn't want to take chances, so as tempting as it was to just split Sam's buttcheeks, notch my dick between her pussy Lips, and ram myself in, I didn't do that. Instead, I reluctantly removed my right hand from her big breast and brought it between her Legs. Sam slept on her left side, her right knee forward, which actually gave me an angle to slip my hand between her thighs from behind. With my palm on her ass, I probed with my middle finger, felt around for her wet slit, and gently pushed the digit inside.

The buxom blonde beauty inhaled at the slight penetration but didn't stir. I coated my fingertip in what moisture I could find, pulled out, and then traced my finger up her labia until I could nudge the tip against her clit, much in the way I'd already practiced with Belle, only this time I was reaching northwards from below her butt instead of southwards from above. Sam shivered slightly as I teased her love button, but she didn't wake. So I repeated the maneuver again and again.