Breakfast at Mia's by mugen91

Urghh," he groaned and turned around beneath the covers. There was that feeling of satisfaction you only get when you finally get a good night's rest after a week of shitty sleep. He could not quite bring himself to open his eyes, finding too much enjoyment in that sweet spot between sleep and full wakefulness. With his face nestled comfortably into the soft pillow, he lazily stretched his back and, with great satisfaction, felt and heard his back pop a few times. "Mmmmhhhh," he said, giving voice to his contentment.

"Are you going to moan and groan in bed all day?" With great reluctance, Tim lazily cracked open an eye and immediately became aware that entirely too much light was flooding in through the window. As he shot upright with a hint of panic, Mia quickly calmed him down. "No work today, remember?"

"Ah," he mouthed. "Right. Well, now I'm awake." He stretched again and yawned before directing his undivided attention towards Mia. She was leaning against the doorframe, a whimsical kind of smile on her face. She wore a long, fluffy bathrobe and, curiously, pantyhose underneath.

Seeing his curiosity, her eyes twinkled mischievously as she said. "I have breakfast ready, if you feel up for it?"

He smiled, rubbed the sleep from his eyes and pulled the covers to the side before swinging his legs out of bed. "Sorry about yesterday," he apologized. "I didn't think that I'd be so late."

"I know, I know," she replied, walking over to him and pulling him to his feet. "You were tired. Now come - and I want you to keep your eyes closed."

"Eyes closed?" Tim asked with a raised eyebrow, then chuckled. "Of course, whatever you say, love."

Mia guided him through the bedroom and through her apartment, no, it was their apartment now. She guided him into the dining room, pulled back a chair for him and had him have a seat. All throughout, he dutifully kept his eyes closed. He pulled a few deep breaths through his nose, trying to discern the surprise, but all he got a whiff of was that pleasant, mild scent of cinnamon that she got from her favourite body lotion.

He heard her shift around a bit and finally speak up again. "Breakfast is served."

"Hmm," he mused. "I may open my eyes then?"

He chuckled as he could practically hear her roll her eyes. "Yes, Tim, that's what that means," she said in a tone of mock reproachfulness.

He cracked open his eyes and smiled at the 'spread' laid out before him. Mia had discarded the bathrobe and was sitting on the table in front of him. She wore a lacy bra and garter belt that held up her pantyhose with a series of straps. She wore no panties though and his 'breakfast' stood erect, hard as iron and pointing right at him. He placed his palm on her hip and traced the soft skin of her side and abdomen and gave her a smile.

"Sausage? For breakfast? Is that the healthy diet you always preach?"

Her eyes were smiling as she tsk'd him. "You can trust me where nutrition is concerned. This is not your average sausage. That and a little protein drink for breakfast is just the right thing after a long week without your girlfriend."

"I have missed my girlfriend this past week," he mused. "Well, then… Who am I to argue?"

He softly grasped her hard rod and bent it upwards, towards her stomach. Then he leaned forward and nestled the side of his face against a strong thigh, his nose right next to the thick base of her tool. He drew in a deep breath and felt his own cock jump as her heady smell hit his brain. His tongue darted out and his lips wrapped around her shaft. Just one week apart and one whiff was enough to almost make him lose his composure. Her hand settled on the back of his head and her nails softly scratched over his scalp as he ran his tongue all along her full length and inhaled deeply once more. "The aroma is certainly enticing and… oh my." He grinned as her cock jumped and disgorged a splattering of clear pre. He ran his tongue along her glans and savoured the slightly sweet taste before slipping it between his lips. Mia shuddered just barely as the tip of his tongue darted playfully over the tip. He briefly sought eye contact when she let out a shuddering moan and slowly slipped it deeper into his mouth. His hands gripped at her hips and his thumbs brushed along her abs. As he slowly began to bob his head forward and backward, he could see and feel those delectably sculpted muscles firm up and relax repeatedly. He doubted strongly that he would ever tire of the sight. In some way, it was almost as arousing to him as the way he felt her cock throb in his mouth or the way that she gently applied pressure to the back on his head and neck to demand entry into the tightness of his throat.

He was only too happy to oblige and did his best to relax as she boldly went exploring where she'd been plenty of times by now. Still, she was happy to visit and he was happy to have her. He hummed softly as his lips nestled against the thick base of her member. "Oh yeah, baby… oooh, oh…" she moaned and then he felt her going just a bit more rigid before a blast of hot and viscous cum splattered the inside of his throat. With her grip on his head slackened, he pulled back enough to pop the head of her cock back into his mouth in time for the second shot. The tangy and slightly bitter batter quickly coated his tongue and he dutifully swallowed everything she gave him. Mia meanwhile complimented the quality of his throat in a series of expletives in between moans. Tim was left to wonder what was going on as her orgasm went on unabated and the stuff was getting harder to swallow. He could swear some of it had gotten into his nose somehow.

His cheeks were stuffed and Mia was breathing hard when the tip finally slipped free of his lips, dribbling a little more of her special protein on the floor. "I haven't cum that hard since… I think since I've discovered masturbation," Mia said between heavy breaths.

Tim finally managed to swallow down the rest of her load and let out a wry chuckle. "I haven't ever seen you cum that quickly either. I take it you really missed me, huh?"

Mia let out an indignant scoff. "Sure I have. Never gone a week without before either."

"You didn't… drain the snake at all?" He asked somewhat surprised. He was well aware of her libido after all.

Her tongue darted across her lips as she gave another one of her slightly mischievous smiles. "I don't know. I thought about it, but it seemed wrong to… sow my seed somewhere that's not you."

Tim couldn't suppress a short splutter of laughter at that, making a hint of red appear on Mia's cheeks. "You know," he said. "As weird as it may be for me to say as a guy and though you're sowing your seed in very infertile ground, it kinda makes me happy to hear you say that."

"It's not weird at all," she assured him with an affectionate pat on the shoulder. "You're mine and I'm yours."

He grasped her by the hips and pulled her forward until she slipped off the table and into his lap. He enclosed her into a tight hug and lavished soft kisses along her collarbone. "I've really missed you, you know?"

"Me too," she cooed softly and stroked the back of his neck softly with the tip of her nails. They maintained that posture for a few moments, exchanging affections, before Mia spoke up once more. "You know, it's really difficult to segway into fucking you silly with all the sappy stuff going on."

He chuckled heartily. "Wasn't I promised breakfast?"

"Is breakfast really what's on your mind right now?"

Tim remained quiet for a few moments, acting like he was giving it some serious thought. "I suppose that little 'protein drink' is going to tide me over til lunch. I guess the question is… in bed? Standing up against the wall?"

Mia leaned back to look him in the eye and there was a certain predatory glint in her eye "First against the wall, then in bed, then we'll see."

Tim bit his lip as she rose from his lap and hoped he hadn't bit off more than he could chew. Mia could be pretty ravenous on a normal day. What would it take to satisfy her after a week of temperance? She pulled him off his feet as soon as he rose from his chair and quickly had him pinned against the wall. Both of their hands worked furiously to remove the flimsy barrier of his boxers and when they succeeded, he could feel her rod, which had never fully deflated, poke against his stomach.

"Ready?" She growled as she ground against him.

"Lube," he said but she didn't seem to register it. "Lube," he said again, louder.

"Oh… right," Mia said and sped into the bedroom.

That might have been bad, he thought to himself.

Just as quick as she'd disappeared, she returned. Coming to a sliding stop in front of him and a small tube of lube in hand. Somehow she'd managed to remove the lacy bra in the meanwhile, proudly displaying her erect nipples to him. He held out his index and middle fingers and she squirted a generous dollop on top. He applied some, first to himself and thoroughly coated her length as well. Impatiently, she tossed the tube over onto the table and lifted him off his feet. He wrapped his legs around the small of her back and leaned back against the wall as she pointed her tip at his waiting entrance.

Softly thrusting upward and pressing him downwards all at once, she quickly conquered the resistance of his ring and slipped the tip of her length inside him.

"Ahhh…" he moaned as she hissed with her own pleasure.

With their foreheads resting against each other, they slowly let gravity impale him all the way on her shaft. He saw the need and hunger and bare hint of restraint in her eyes and pushed his lips to hers. She eagerly pushed forward and forced her tongue into his mouth, just as she delivered a sharp thrust upward that involuntarily forced his mouth open. Her hands took a firm hold of his hips, holding him in position as she began swinging her hips up and down, delivering thrust after thrust into his accommodating backside. She never once stopped tongue fucking him either as she railed him. After a week of abstinence, this was enough to fry his neuron and he felt unable to do anything more than simply accept her. That was until he felt her begin to tremble and, with a very undignified moan, finish for the second time today, sowing her seed deep inside him. Her grip on him slackened and he had to hold tighter onto her with his legs to avoid being dropped.

Her grip tightened once more when she had finished slinging ropes, but she was breathing quick and hard. "I've never seen you shoot so quick. And twice at that," he said teasingly.

She scoffed. "Tanks are full. Just you wait. I'm going to breed you good today."

She lifted him away from the wall and he held tight to the back of her neck as she walked them over to the bedroom. She tossed him onto the bed and crawled after him. The look of hunger in her eyes was indeed unabated.

"Don't you want me to make you feel good too?"

She paused, curious. "You make me feel plenty good, believe me," she then said and proceeded crawling forward, pushing his legs apart.

He grabbed hold of her sides and flipped the two of them around, leaving her on her back and him on top. She looked pensive, but curious and he took that as his cue to proceed. Even shooting her second load, part of which was currently glistening on the insides of his thighs, had not been enough to weaken her arousal as her erection still stood as straight as a flag pole. He scooted backwards until it was nestled between his cheeks. Her hands grasped hold of them, squeezed them and she cooed. "That training is really paying off baby."

"I know," he said cheekily, but removed her hands. "But this is all me now honey."

She let him pin her arms above her head with one hand while the other grasped hold of her hardness to point it once more straight towards his needy hole. He eased down and, with all the stretching and lubrication, artificial and natural, it slipped in with ease. He groaned out his pleasure as he sat plush against her lap and clenched his ass while grinding his hips back and forth. He could see how much she wanted to grab hold of him and ravage him. Saw it in the way she bit her lip, the hungry look in her light brown eyes and the way her arms twitched. He lifted his hip and dropped them down again, repeatedly impaling himself on her thick rod. He revelled in not having to hide how good it felt. His free hand sought out her naked breast and played with one of her erect nipples. But paying attention to only one of them seemed unfair, so his other hand quickly joined in on the fun, rolling them with his thumb, squeezing them between his fingers, massaging her breasts. He leaned forward and kissed her again, but never stopped his hips rising and falling. She returned the kiss, but then he yelped as her teeth caught hold of his lower lips.

"Mmhhh. Feels so good how you clench tight when I do that," she said lustfully.

He ran his tongue over his smarting lip, but then leaned in to kiss her again anyway. Her hands were back to grasping and squeezing his cheeks and increasingly it wasn't him lifting and dropping his hips, but her lifting him up and dropping him only to meet his descending cheeks with an upwards thrust of her hips. Every now and again she delivered a full handed smack on one of his cheeks that made him clench tight and made her moan lustfully.

A small but steady stream of pre had begun leaking from his tip onto her toned stomach and, taking notice, her hands grabbed hold of his own tool and softly stroked it. "No," he said softly and removed her hand. Then he leaned in close to whisper in her ear. "I want you to make me cum with your cock."

She gave him a searching look, then grinned and said. "You always know just what to say baby."

She grabbed tight hold of his hips again and repositioned herself slightly to gain more leverage and started building her pace once more, staring at him and gauging his reactions to see what worked best. He grinned down on her, knowing she wanted this just as much as him. After all, no matter how good it felt for him, she'd yet to give him an orgasm purely from fucking him. But maybe this was the time. He felt it deep in his stomach, the warmth combined with the sharp jabs of pleasure that shot through him with every slapping thrust.

"This is it," he moaned to encourage her. "I can feel it."

She redoubled her efforts, furiously slamming her hard cock into him again and again. He saw Mia straining with effort, the vein on her temple was pulsing, the sinew in her neck showing starkly. But at the same time his own cock began to throb. He threw back his head and moaned unabashedly as fireworks began going off behind his eyes. His body went rigid as the first ropes of his own orgasm were flung from his tip. Mia meanwhile didn't let up. With her fingernails digging into his flank, she continued the rhythmic slap, slap, slap, slap.

He neatly collapsed on top of her when he finally felt his release abate. "How about… that," Mia breathed heavily. "I knew… you could… do it."

Breathing no easier, Tim replied. "That… was the hardest… I've ever come… I think."

Mia's hand snaked behind his back and began scratching softly at his neck. His tongue snaked out and licked up some small salty beads of sweat that were forming at her neck. He was very aware of her own cock still lodged in his ass, still needing more.

"Want me to finish you off with my mouth?" He asked softly.

"No," she replied after short consideration. "Lie on your stomach."

He slipped off of her, his chest now as sticky with his own seed as hers, and laid on his stomach beside her as she'd asked. She got on top of him, easing herself inside him once more and nestling flat against him. She began grinding her hips against him and he returned the favour, grinding his butt against her. He knew how much she loved this position. It gave her a feeling of dominant power he knew she enjoyed. He loved it just the same. The way her weight settled onto his back and how she ground against his prostate at this angle. The way she nibbled at his neck or ear when she felt like it. The way she whispered into his ear how good he made her feel.