“Would you rather I left?"

“Never said that."

Wriggling her butt against my morning wood, she glanced back at me and murmured, "Can you slip into me from behind?"

Let's just say we both really enjoyed that morning.

We had a normal day of school, and in the afternoon Sam actually attended to her regular extracurriculars while I spent my regular

Thursday with Belle and Mari. But when Sam came home, rather than let me and Belle cook dinner for us and Belle's dad, she shooed us both out of the kitchen and made steak and mushroom pie, one of her favorite home-cooked meals, having picked up the ingredients before coming home.

I'd never had it before, and I would always remember that meal.

Actually, to this day I can still remember her hand-feeding me the first bite.

In the evening Sam went into her room to read, although when I went to check on her, she was sitting up in bed reading a fiction paperback, not the Wall Street Journal or anything like that. When Mother came home she went downstairs for an hour to chat. And at night we went to sleep in our own beds.

And then came Friday.

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 my chest against her back, covered only by a thin layer of cotton. As my senses came alive, the fingers of my right hand reflexively squeezed the large bare breast I was currently palming beneath her nightie. My Left arm snaked beneath her pillow, with the hand dangling off the edge of the bed.

Reflexively, I ground my morning wood into her panty-covered ass. And breathing deeply, I let my head roll forward to push my nose into her platinum-blonde hair, smelling her sweet fragrance.

I had no idea when Sam had come to join me in my bed. She could've arrived immediately after I'd fallen asleep or slipped in less than an hour ago. I didn't know and didn't really care. All that mattered was that she was here now. I briefly checked the clock to make sure we had time before school on a Friday morning, and then I set to work gently stroking her body, titillating her senses, and teasing her flower petals open.

Seeking to push myself in her before she woke up, I spent extra time dipping my finger into her honeypot and gently tickling her budding clit. But somewhere along the way I must've pushed her a little too hard, because she inhaled sharply as she awoke, found me fingering her hard little pearl halfway to orgasm, and she moaned still only half-awake, "Matty?"

“Mmm-hmm?" I asked, feigning innocence as if I were as half-asleep as she was.

"I need you inside me," she whined in a breathy voice.

“Stop fucking teasing me and shove it in.”

Well since she'd asked so nicely...

It didn't take much to push my boxers down to my knees. After pulling aside the strap of her panties, I brought my cockhead up while she separated her thighs and stuck her butt back at me. I swiped my knob through her cleft a couple of times to smear her natural nectar over my mushroom cap for lubrication, notched myself into her pink taco, and started pushing.

“Nnnnngggggooooowwwaaaahhhh..." Sam groaned as I burrowed inch after inch of thick dick into her snug slice of heaven. She trembled in my arms until we were fully joined together, and once we achieved a complete coupling, she twisted her head back so I could kiss her.

We lay together like that for about a minute, not even thrusting, just enjoying the moment of intimate connection. We made love with our mouths, and I wrapped my arms around her body and beneath her night shirt to feel both of her amazing breasts against my palms. After a minute, I let my right hand slide back down her naked torso and begin strumming her clit. The added sensation caused her to start wriggling and clenching, and only then did I withdraw a few inches and take up the familiar pumping motions.

But she didn't Let me continue that way for Long. Reaching a hand back, she held my hips and whispered, "Stop, Matty, stop."

I ceased my thrusting and Looked at her curiously, wondering why she'd paused our Lovemaking. She pulled herself off my prick and rolled over, taking hold of my shoulders and pushing me onto my back. She quickly removed her panties, climbed back onto me, and re-inserted my schlong into her sweet snatch. But instead of taking charge of our lovemaking,

Sam simply sank herself all the way down and remained there, feeling our loins pressed together while she removed her night shirt. I laid back and gazed adoringly at the now completely nude goddess straddling me, from her beautiful face and down across her spectacularly curvaceous body.

She grinned, feeling the heat of my gaze, and then bent forward, crushing her big tits into my chest. Once again our lips met, tongues tangoing as we resumed making love with our mouths without the usual undulations of traditional Lovemaking.