Ellie, a 38 years old British mom, woke up early in the morning feeling a bit lazy but also quite horny. She had dreamt of being teased and controlled all night long, and the lingering desires only fueled her desire to have some fun. She rolled over in her bed, her decent-sized tits barely contained within her flimsy cotton nightgown, and looked at the clock beside her bedside table. It was only 6:30 am, and her husband was still sound asleep, so she knew she had plenty of time to play with herself before starting her day.
She slipped out of bed, taking care not to wake him up and headed towards the bathroom. Her heart raced as she thought about what she was about to do; it was one of her favorite daily routines that she rarely shared with anyone. As she entered the bathroom, she closed the door quietly behind her and locked it. She went straight to the toilet seat and lifted her nightgown up, revealing her plump ass cheeks clad in sexy blue jeans.
With a smirk on her face, Ellie lowered her jeans just enough to expose her wet, pink pussy lips peeking out from beneath the fabric and took a moment to admire herself in the mirror. She caressed her own butt cheeks, enjoying the feel of the soft material against her skin. Her fingers trailed down between her legs, gently rubbing against her clit, as she leaned forward and whispered into the mirror, "I'm going to make you wait."
She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra that barely contained her ample breasts. Her nipples hardened, straining against the fabric, as she slid down her jeans revealing her trimmed pussy lips, already glistening with anticipation. She wiggled her ass at the mirror, knowing how fuckable it looked in the tight jeans, and felt herself growing wetter. She pulled down her panties, taking her time to expose her perfect, shaven pussy to the cool air and let out a low moan as she leaned forward and began peeing onto the floor.
Watching her piss pool on the floor, Ellie felt a rush of power and arousal like no other. She let out a slow stream, enjoying the feeling of relief washing over her, before slowly pushing out a heaping pile of soft, warm poop. She smirked as she picked up a wad with her finger, coating it in her golden nectar, and brought it up to the mirror, teasing herself with the thought of what was to come later. She wiped the shit off her finger, licking every last drop before slipping it into her mouth, savoring the taste of her own feces.
By now, her whole body tingled with anticipation. She stood up straight, breathing heavily, and slipped her soiled panties back up her legs, leaving them in place beneath her jeans. She pulled her jeans back up, making sure to rub her smelly crotch against her clit as she did so, and then buttoned up her blouse. With one final glance in the mirror, satisfied with her morning routine, she unlocked the door and went back into their bedroom.
Ellie climbed back into bed next to her sleeping husband, feeling satisfied yet still wanting more. She nudged him awake gently, kissing him softly on the lips before whispering in his ear, "wake up sleepyhead, it's time for us to start our day." As he groggily woke up, she slid her panties down his legs, exposing his morning wood, and positioned herself over him, lowering herself onto him slowly until he was fully inside her. With a wicked smirk, she began riding him, grinding against him slowly, her sweatpants-covered ass slapping against his hips.
She closed her eyes, picturing the mess she'd left behind on the bathroom floor and murmured dirty words of encouragement into his ear. "Fuck me, hard," she moaned, "I need your cock inside me." As he picked up speed, she felt her climax building once again, and this time, it wasn't just about pleasure. She braced herself for the inevitable rush of fear that came with allowing herself to cum, knowing that the feeling would only make the orgasm more intense.
After a few minutes of intense fucking, she let out a long, loud moan and felt her body convulsing around him. She held on tight, riding out the wave of ecstasy, feeling her pussy milk his cock as she came, and then collapsed on top of him, her sweaty breasts pressed against his chest. She stayed there for a moment, catching her breath, before pulling out of him and standing up.
Looking down at him, she gave him a wink before walking out of the room, leaving him to clean up after their passionate morning romp. It was their little secret, their special way of starting their day together, and she knew he loved every minute of it just as much as she did. As she made her way to the kitchen, she couldn't help but grin to herself, already looking forward to doing it all over again tomorrow morning.
