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Last update  … Thursday 2nd April 2026 

***Featuring:  A Lovemaking Scene! What goes through a guy’s mind when he’s making love … Coming soon. 

This is intended for mature audiences

  Copyright © 2026 Bryan Morgan

I got up before Justine and brewed some coffee, then I began preparing her favorite breakfast, avocado on toast with a boiled egg on the side. After a few minutes, I heard a lingering moan come from the bedroom, it was Justine stretching before she got out of bed. 

“The coffee smells so good,” she said. As she sleepily stumbled from the bedroom. 

“Breakfast is almost ready babe.” 

“Yum, thanks,” she said, as she sat on a bar stool at the kitchen’s island countertop. 

It was a beautiful Sunday, so I suggested we head to the beach for a swim and grab lunch at a nice seafood restaurant near the water. 

As we headed home from the beach, Justine napped in the passenger seat, as I held her hand with one hand and drove with the other.  

We got home, Justine was in the kitchen chopping up vegetables for dinner. I went up behind her and wrapped my arms around her. I gave her a soft kiss on the neck then shoulder.  

“Did you have a nice day?” I whispered in her ear.

“I had a lovely day babe.”
I brought her in tight to me and kissed her on the right cheek, then gently sucked her earlobe, which I knew was one of her main erogenous zones. She moaned slightly as I brought my hands up and  lightly caressed her breasts. Justine arched her back, tilting her head backward, so it rested on my shoulder. I then made my way to the living room to watch TV.  Justine dropped the knife and lent forward swooning over the counter 

“Oh wow!,” she said.

After dinner, we watched a movie. Justine lay backward on the sofa with her legs outstretched with her feet resting on my thighs. The movie finished, I got up, took Justine’s hand and led her into the bedroom. I kissed her passionately at the foot of the bed, then guided her backward onto the duvet. I took off her dress, bra and underwear, I kissed her lips, neck and continued down to her breast, I gently sucked and twirled my tongue around her harden nipples. I made my way down her toned stomach with soft light kisses. My hands lightly brushed over her body. I continued to kiss her inner thighs, alternating from the left to the right. Justine’s moans became increasingly louder, as I finally touched her wet swollen lips. I fluttered and circled her clitoris with my tongue. 

”You taste and smell so good.” I said 

“That feels amazing, don’t stop.” She said, grasping my hair and letting out a loud moan.

I then placed two fingers inside of her and started rubbing her G-spot, while still licking her clit. I knew this made her deliciously wet and could make her have two orgasms at the same time, an inner and outer. I loved learning about her body and making her cum.

I continued, listening to the way she reacted to every flick and flutter of my tongue over her clitoris, the pressure I used with the pad of my fingers on her g-spot. Her body pulsated, at times quite rapidly, jolting without warning. I absolutely loved every second of it. 

A few more minutes passed, when she held her breath, I knew she was close. Then, a loud lingering moan filled the room. I smiled to myself, enjoying the moment. She lay, catching her breath. I decided to tease her and lightly poked her sensitive lips with my finger. She squirmed and laughed expressing how intense the orgasm felt.

I then guided Justine on top of me, I craved to feel skin upon skin, to be inside her lusciously wet pussy after she had just come. She began to ride me, bouncing up and down, I loved watching myself going in and out of her. I held off from climaxing, I had taught myself over the years to control my orgasms, mainly to prolong a woman’s sexual enjoyment and to give her the added stimulation to orgasm, which I‘ve always found incredibly satisfying. We continued in the same position, varying the tempo. At times, she’d slow to a gentle rhythm, grinding her clit hard against me.

“Wow! you’re big. I can feel you touching my belly button area.” She said. 

I increased the intensity of my thrusts until finally climaxing deep inside of her. It was her turn to tease me now, as she continued to slowly ride me. I grabbed her hips and chuckled “Stop babe, it’s super sensitive.”

She giggled. “I know, I love teasing you.” She smiled. 

“That felt amazing.” I said, catching my breath. 

We lay in bed for another hour chatting. She then got up to go to the ensuite and said.

“You know, if we ever split up, you’ve ruined me sexually for any future partners.” 

I grinned and chuckled. 

“That’s quite the compliment.”  I said. 

“It certainly is, the bar is set high for anyone else now.” She replied from the bathroom. 

She returned from the  bathroom and hopped into bed. Our naked bodies delightfully caressing in a spooning embrace. A whiff of her natural scent filled my nostrils in a euphoric sense of homely divine.

The next morning, I awoke in the same position, spooning Justine from behind. I felt myself pressed hard against her. My right hand gently cupped her breast. I felt Justine awaken to my touch, as a whispered moan escaped her lips. She reached back, grabbed my penis, lifted her leg slightly and placed me inside of her. 

I liked her take charge manner. I always enjoyed taking control in the bedroom, but on occasion when Justine did it, I found it extremely arousing. 

I then placed her in the doggy style position, it was one of Justine’s favorite positions. She arched her back and flicked her long blonde hair over her back. I grabbed a chunk and pulled gently. 

“Harder.” she urged. 

I increased my thrusts, although, I was always mindful not to hurt her as I would regularly touch her cervix. I playfully slapped her buttocks a couple of times as groans of pleasure emitted from the pillow in her face-down position. 

And then, 

“Oh, sorry babe.” as she fanny farted. 

I chuckled, “Don’t be sorry, it’s fine.”

“I’m so wet.” She said.

“I love that you are.” 

Afterwards, I got up to brew some coffee. Justine showered and got ready for work. She was a corporate manager at a high-end fashion company. I began making breakfast. Twenty minutes later, Justine appeared from the bedroom and sat at the dining table. I placed a plate containing a fluffy omelette in front of her and a cup of freshly brewed coffee. 

“Breakfast looks so good”.  She said, rummaging through her laptop bag. 

“How’s your day looking, babe? I asked. She wasn’t her normal relaxed self. I sensed an unsettling of demeanour.

“So so busy, I’ve got a major client coming in today. It’s going to be a demanding day.” taking a sip from her coffee. 

After breakfast, I kissed her goodbye and hoped she had a good day. 

I got ready to head to the gym, as I had a day off work. 

While I was performing bicep dumbbell curls, I thought how stressed Justine appeared about her busy day ahead. She loved her job in fashion and I hadn’t seen her this stressed in a long time. The client must be incredibly important.  I thought, as I squeezed out one more rep. 

So, I decided to relieve some of the stress when she got home. 

One of Justine’s favourite comfort meals was Thai green chicken curry. After the gym I went to the grocery store to collect the ingredients for dinner. Justine had a sweet tooth, so I got her favourite dessert, gourmet chocolate ice cream. I also, grabbed a couple of bottles of our favorite Portuguese wine. 

About two o’clock that day I sent Justine a text containing one emoji, blowing a kiss. She knew exactly what I was expressing to her with that one simple gesture ... I’m thinking about you. 

A few minutes later, she replied with the same emoji. 

It was now ten past five that afternoon. Justine normally got home around five thirty. I poured two glasses of red, allowing the wine to breathe for twenty minutes.  As five thirty rolled around, I began to run a bath and added epsom salts to the water.  I encircled the tub with four candles and put some relaxing music on in the living room. A few minutes later, I heard the sound of key in lock, the door slowly opened. Justine appeared looking absolutely exhausted. 

”Tell me about your day after babe. I’ve run a bath for you.”  passing her a glass of red wine.

 She stripped off her corporate attire and headed to the bathroom. A sigh of relief echoed through the apartment as she slipped into the warm bath water. 

“This feels divine. Thank you so much! It’s exactly what I needed after today.”

I began preparing dinner. I heard Justine’s voice from the bathroom, “Yum, curry, just what I feel like, you spoil me babe”. 

”Well, you’re worth it”. I said. I thought, only the very special women in my life get this treatment. 

As we sat eating dinner, Justine told me about her day. Although, it had been incredibly stressful for her, it had a great outcome. The elated look on her face was all I needed. 

After dinner we began watching a movie, although due to Justine being so mentally tired from her big day, twenty minutes into it, she fell asleep cuddled up to me on the sofa. After the movie had finished, I gave Justine a soft kiss on the forehead, the cutest of murmurs emanated from her pressed lips. 

“Bedtime babe.” 

“Oh, I missed the movie.” She muttered. 

“That’s OK! We can watch it again another time.”

We brushed our teeth and crawled into bed. I wrapped my arm around Justine’s waist, bringing her in close to me. She turned her head to meet my lips and kissed me, “Goodnight, my sexy man.” she said. 

“Goodnight gorgeous.”

The week flew by, It was two o’clock the following Friday afternoon. I texted Justine at work. How does Tapas and wine sound tonight?

She messaged back a few minutes later with … lol ESP!!! I was just thinking the same thing. Sounds great babe. 

I messaged back with … That’s so funny. Cool, I’ll book a table for 7pm. 

It was now six o’clock, Justine texted saying she was running late due to a meeting and she’ll meet me at the restaurant. I got to the restaurant a few minutes before her and sat at our regular table near the window,  with views of the glistening river and a stunning city lit skyline. I stood up and greeted her with a kiss. Still wearing her corporate attire which I always found so sexy on her. She wore a slim navy blue business dress with the hem resting a few inches above the knee and navy heels. 

We sat, chatting about everything and anything. That’s what I loved about Justine, she was so cultured, well-traveled and knowledgeable. Three hours seemed like five minutes with her. 

The apartment was only a five minute walk from the restaurant. We walked home, holding hands and continuing with our conversation. 

As soon as, we got through the front door. Justine placed her hand bag on the kitchen countertop. I took her hand and led her into the bedroom. I kissed her passionately with soft, sensual kisses on her lips, while cupping her cheek in my right hand. I pulled away, her breath in sequence with mine, as I looked deep into her eyes. I lay her back onto the bed and moved my way down between her legs. Still wearing stockings, 

“Rip them open, I don’t care.” She urged. 

“My pleasure.” I smiled up at her. 

I pieced the thin material with my nails and ripped the stockings apart. I began with long slow licks. 

“You’re so wet already. I love it.” 

“I’ve been so horny for you, all day.” She said. 

That’s such a turn on. I thought.

“Don’t stop, keep going, just like that, I’m so close.” She groaned.

I learned early over the years, when a woman says that to you! … DON’T change the rhythm, tempo nor speed, just keep doing exactly what you’re doing. I continued, flicking my tongue around her clitoris anticlockwise, which I knew aroused her even more. 

“Oh fuck, that feels amazing, I’m coming.” she screamed out in pleasure.

“Wow, that was quick.” I said. 

“You have no idea what you do to me, do you?” she said, breathing heavily.

I shrugged and grinned, “Tell me babe.” playing it cool, I had a pretty good idea, but wanted to hear it from those sensual full lips of hers.

”You’re like a drug! I want you inside of me all the time. I’m so horny for you, at work, when we are out together, at home. I want you to take me anytime, anywhere. Even next time we go hiking, pin me up against a tree and fuck me hard. That’s what you do to me babe.” still catching her breath.

I loved the fact that she was expressing her sexual desires and fantasies to me. It also reminded me how much many women love having sex outdoors. I chuckled to myself. A vision entered my mind of yanking down her tight workout leggings to the knees and taking her from behind in the woods.

“That’s so fucking hot hearing you say that! … but I’m curious, what exactly, do I do though?”

She paused, “Hmm, it’s  just your strong confident sensitive, sexy as fuck masculine ways. I feel that I‘m able to fully relax into my feminine self around you. I love it.” She replied.

“I love that you can" I smiled.

Once her breathing was back to normal, she began going down on me. 

“Now, it’s your turn.” She grinned. 

Justine took me into her mouth and twirled her tongue around the head, tasting every lecherous seeping pre-cum ounce of me. At times, she would try to deep throat me but gagged three quarters the way down as I was approximately 8 inches in length. There was only one girl who had ever taken me fully into her mouth. I remember asking how she managed to do it, she replied she didn’t have a gag reflex. I must admit, it felt incredible. But, Justine knew exactly what I liked. 

I felt my leg muscles begin to contract with the pleasured execution of her technique. She moaned slightly, relishing in the delights of secreted passion. 

I felt myself harden watching her lips slide delectably up and down with lascivious enjoyment. 

“That feels amazing.” I moaned.

My legs quivered under the building intensity. She kept pushing her hair away from her face. So, I grasped a clump of her long blonde hair in the form of a ponytail as she continued her act of rapture.

“I’m so close.”  I groaned. 

Another seductive moan slipped from a mouthful of rock hard arousal as she continued. 

I was now on the edge of coming, I held my breath to intensify it. 

“Oh, fuck!” as I exploded into her mouth. 

Groans emitted as she swallowed every last drop.  I felt my body relax as she continued to suck and lick any leftovers.

“Babe, babe, it’s so sensitive.” I laughed .

She giggled. “Wow, that was a lot of cum. Good orgasm?.” she asked.

“Fucking amazing! Such an intense build up.” 

Afterwards, I lay on my back with Justine snuggling into me, her head resting on my chest. 

“Do you enjoy going down on me?” she asked, with a tone of softness while running her index finger lightly over my chest. 

“I absolutely love it, making you come that way is so hot. It’s such a turn on. How about you?” 

“I do too. I love tasting you and watching how your body reacts as you get closer to orgasming.” she smiled. 

“I like that! If a woman didn’t enjoy going down on me, I probably wouldn’t have her do it. She has to enjoy it too. When a woman goes down on me, it’s not just physical to me. I see it as an extremely intimate act between two people.” I expressed.

“I love that you see it more than just physical. I’ll be honest, I hardly ever orgasm that way.  I’ve got to feel so safe, relaxed and comfortable with a guy.” 

A strong sense of admiration engulfed me by her words. I brought her in close and kissed her on the forehead. She squeezed me tighter, kissed my shoulder and fell asleep in arms. 

As we slept, it was a warm night, so we didn’t cuddle much, although our toes still touched each other’s. It was a closeness I loved about her. 

The next day was spent at the farmers markets in the morning and Justine caught up with a friend  for a drink in the afternoon, while I went to the gym for a workout, focusing mainly on punching and kicking the boxing bag. 

Justine arrived home around  five o’clock that afternoon. The temperature had dropped significantly from the night before. After our showers, Justine came out of the bedroom wearing my hoodie with the hood on, looking cute as fuck. It was twice the size of her with the sleeves reaching to her finger tips. 

She brought the collar to her nose and smelt it. 

“Hmmm, smells like my babe.” she said.

I smiled, thinking how adorable she looked. 

We decided to stay in and cook pizza together. As we placed the topping on the pizza, we sipped on red wine and listened to music. I twirled Justine around and danced a little with her in the kitchen. After dinner, we watched a movie, Justine cuddled up to me while we ate ice cream.  A perfect night in, I thought. 

The next morning, we went out to our favorite local cafe for eggs benedict.  We didn’t have any plans for the day.  So, I suggested we go for a drive to the

hinterlands. 

To Be Continued… (updated regularly) 

Copyright © 2026 Bryan Morgan