A Sweet Surprise From My Valentine [M32 F32] [Caught] Mutual Masturbation] [PIV] [Creampie]

My eyes open, vision still blurry, and I hear two distinct sets of moans: one from her and one from her phone muffled against her hand. In between needy groans, I hear sprinkles of my name.

She flinches, realizing that I’ve stirred. Every mumble is incoherent as she tries to regain her composure.

“Hi baby,” I mumble sleepily, grinning.

“I just got so horny and you were asleep. I'm sorry,” she whines. My hand is moved to her breasts, and she squeezes it beckoning more of my touch. “I just want you to touch me. Please, baby. I’m sorry—”

“Don't apologize. I want to make you feel good. Let me make you feel good, okay?” I tell her. I grope her in tune with her moans, sharpening each sound. I can't imagine a better way to wake up.

Her moans pick up, the time between them shrinking and the volume growing. She moves my hand to the other breast. My thumb flicks over the nipple, stiffening it under my touch. I hear the muffled buzzing of a vibrator against her clit, and feel her hips, rolling off the bed into her toy.

“Touch me,” she begs her eyes closing, a grin forming on her mouth.

“I already am baby,” I tell her smugly I lean to kiss her forehead, and she shakes her head.

“I want your fingers…” she begs quietly. Her hold on my hand is shaky, but I can tell how badly she wants me. She moves my hand down, wincing when I split her eager folds at last.

“You want another finger, don't you?” I coo in her ear, admiring how she writhes at my touch. So beautiful. So perfect.

Please,” she whimpers. Her lips pucker and she leans closer to me. “Can we kiss?”

I answer her silently, pressing my lips into hers. She's so needy. Every kiss is deep. Tongues meet, and we moan into each other's mouth. A gasp sounds as she accepts another finger.

My fingers curl and her teeth grit as her head digs into the pillows. There's strain behind her locked jaw. A quiet cry for release.

“I wanna play with your dick,” she tells me shyly. “Is that okay? I'm sorry—”

“Nothing to be sorry for,” I assure, sliding down my shorts and briefs. I shudder as I feel her fingers wrap around me, delighted by the way her hand strokes me slowly.

“You woke up so easily,” she teases, pulling me down for more kisses.

She strokes faster as I curl harder against her walls. A groan escapes my lips, and a heat builds at my base.

I want to come all over her body, but her pleasure comes first. I steel my resolve, focusing on the flicking of my fingers through her folds. Her hand slows, granting me temporary relief, and her breaths pick up. Whimpers become words muffled by her hand over her mouth.

“I'm…coming—” her body twists and turns at my touch, jerking, grinding against my hips. I take the hand off her mouth and replace it with my lips, so that I can feel those cries against me. She tastes as sweet as she sounds, and she shudders as her body calms. The toy turns off, discarded to the side of the bed.

Her attention turns towards me and her eyes flutter open. Body sluggish, her hand still claws at my sides, pulling me on top of her, between her legs. I know what she wants, and line myself up with her folds, feeling how wet she is.

I thrust in fully, gliding easily. My hips meet her ass, and my tip presses against her sweet spot. Our bodies crash, clapping together as my strokes speed up. Every thrust earns a pant, breath, or moan, and I watch her hips roll to grind against my dick.

The heat around my base returns and I feel the need to come. I growl, “You feel so fucking good, baby. I'm gonna make such a mess over you.”

“Noooo,” she whines. Her hands paw at the top of my ass, pulling me deeper and holding me close. “I need it inside me. Please. Please baby.”

Her words are all I need. I grunt, hips bucking into her and forcing my seed as deep as I can muster. We groan together, tightening our hold on the other, riding our pleasures out in tandem.

Silence falls, and there's nothing but heavy breaths between us. We share a laugh, and she's first to speak:

“Happy Valentine's Day.”

She's definitely earned the flowers I had set for her downstairs.