After the Morning After by Lisa G Riley

down, giving her small harmless pecks now instead of the hot juicy ones she’d grown accustomed to. “Hey,” he said and watched as her eyelids slowly lifted and her slumberous eyes latched on to his. She looked soft and sleepy as she angled her chin in position for another kiss, and unable to resist her, he bent to give her what she wanted. She immediately squirmed against him, straining to get closer, and he let out a strained chuckle. She was obviously trying to kill him.
    He broke from the kiss and pushed the hair out of her eyes. “Hey,” he said again, “you keep this up, and I won’t get to show you any of the Kama Sutra positions I want to show you. I’ll have to take you standing right here.”
    “Sounds good to me,” she said lustily and started to pull his head down for another kiss.
    He laughed. “No, we already did the Suspended Congress earlier tonight. Well, it was really the Supported Congress because you only had one leg wrapped around my waist, but let’s not quibble,” he said as he walked over to the bed.
    Suddenly Victoria found herself flying through the air, and she yelped in surprise. She landed flat on her back on the bed and barely had the time to register that fact before he was kneeling between her spread legs. She looked up at him expectantly, watching as he stripped his T-shirt off and tossed it over his head.
    Reaching between her legs, Sanjay cupped her through her jeans. They were damp. “Oh, yeah, you’re ready for me,” he said, and it came out as a growl as he began to undo the jeans, sliding them and her panties down her legs, grunting in approval when she lifted her hips to accommodate him. He grinned when his handkerchief fell out. “Bend your knees, honey, and lift them up a bit,” he told her.
    Breathing shallowly, Victoria did as she was told and watched as he removed first one of her shoes and then the other. Her eyes went to half-mast when he took her jeans and panties off and brought her panties to his face to sniff at the crotch. Reflexively her pussy contracted deeply in response, and she felt juice leak from her opening. “San!” she pleaded when he put her panties in his mouth and sucked on the crotch as if it were a lollipop.
    “You taste so good, baby. I’ll never get enough of you.”
    “San!” she said again when he took his gaze from her face to her vagina and just stared at it, seeming to get lost in what he was seeing. And as if it felt his hungry gaze on it, it began to leak out a steady stream of juice.
    Sanjay watched the clear liquid flow slowly from her sheath to pool beneath onto his sheets. He made a hungry sound in his throat as he stared at her glistening pinkish brown lips and the hidden bud that seemed to pulse to the beat of his heart. Slowly, he reached out his hand and, reaching down, swooped up some of her juice with his fingers
    “Oh, God,” Victoria said and moaned as if in pain as she watched him lick his dripping fingers. “Please, Sanjay!” She was begging now but didn’t care. The pain of being unfulfilled was all too real.
     
    Sanjay finished licking his fingers clean and brought his attention back to her. “Bend your knees up to your chest for me, sweetheart,” he told her and felt his mouth go dry when she complied. “Is it uncomfortable for you? Good,” he said when she mutely shook her head no. He took a condom from his jeans pocket. “Now this position,” he explained as he unzipped his jeans and pulled them and his boxers down so that they fell to pool around his knees. After slipping on a condom, he gripped her hips and lifted her butt inches off the mattress, resting it on his thighs. The pads of her feet were flat on his stomach. “This is called Wife of Indra,” he finished and, positioning himself at her entrance, slid his dick home.
     
    Victoria screamed. His penetration was swift and immediately deep. She screamed some more as his dick tunneled easily and smoothly inside her. She could feel every