Suzanne Portnoy

Quick sex is better than no sex and can often be better sex than unsatisfying sex that goes on all night. Over the past six months I’ve becoming a big fan of breakfast sex. I’m too busy for lunchtimes liaisons anymore and have to make the kids dinner in the evening so post work sex is out too. Luckily, I’ve found a partner I shall call ‘J’ who loves a breakfast bonk just as much as I do. We met off a swinging website late last year. He’s in his early 40’s, 5′6″ or thereabouts, black, slim and muscular, with the most perfect 9″ thick cock.

‘Are you free tomorrow morning for me?’ I texted to him on Thursday evening.

A minute later my phone lit up. ‘9am?’

‘Yes,’ I sent back.

‘Great!’ he replied.

Then another text, ‘When I arrive no talking! I will follow you upstairs and watch you lay on the bed and one finger fuck yourself while I undress then spread your legs open for me and my wet tongue! You can have my cock when I am finished! Need to spit suck and wank me good!’

That really made me hot and I told him by text it would be hard to stop myself from coming that night, although I wanted to try.

‘Go on. Spoil yourself. Promise you will. Come tomorrow also,’ he replied back.

I knew my period was about to start. I know my body clock so well I can feel every hormonal change. Lately, I’ve noticed I only really, really crave sex in a if-I-don’t-have-it I-think-I’m-going-to-explode kind of way one or two days a month. Counting forward from my last period, it was that time. I could barely wait for morning to come.

After dropping my kids off at school, I zoomed back to my house. Usually J arrives dead on 9am but this morning he was late and I found myself pacing around my kitchen wandering whether we would even have 1/2 hour together. He always has a Friday morning meeting at 10am and I had to get into work for the same time. The door bell rang at 9.15am.

I opened it up and without looking, climbed the stairs to my bedroom, lay on my bed and did as directed by him. I had my eyes closed as he undressed, waiting to feel his tongue on me. I heard him remove his clothes and then the sound of him spitting on my cunt, before taking me in his mouth. He groaned with pleasure and I wrapped my legs around him, letting him get comfortable kneeling at the foot of my bed. I was wet immediately.

Next I felt the slapping of his hard cock against my pussy, before he pushed in. Holding me at the knees, he pulled me into him and for the next twenty minutes we fucked in every position until 20 minutes later, I couldn’t hold out anymore and came. He pushed in hard into me and within minutes we were both up and dressed and out the door. ‘Good morning,’ I said as he got into his car and I got into mine.

‘Good morning,’ he replied back and drove off.