Beep. Beep. Beep.
Vinyl Scratch has a surprisingly calm, and relatively peaceful, to you—morning alarm, considering her flamboyant occupation. Sure, she's more lenient to you than one would expect when you desire that kind of feeling, although her personality could be surprisingly pleasant considering what she does for a living.
Sensibly, she was also a media fanatic, and drew you into the category of decades-old novels and films. Out of the dozen or so actors you enjoyed, Arnold Coltenegger from Ponestria had a tough time competing with Sylvester Stallion regarding who was your favorite. Sometimes, action hit that spot in your heart, especially action from the aforementioned figures. Half of that time, it wasn't even action, rather a show about colorful ponies in a fictional world, trying to make the best out of what they had, oddly reminiscent of your own relationship. Who would've thought that kind of thing would strike your attention? Sharing these interests with Vinyl was delightful.
This morning's atmosphere feels blackly white, a familiar warm aroma present in your bedroom. Since you're awake and feeling submissively lustful, you might as well go for a round.
Vinyl pushes her end of the covers aside towards your direction, letting out a soft moan out of typical morning tire and audibly rubbing her groggy eyes. You swear you can hear Vinyl take her hard-on out of her boxers and give it a stroke or two - must be the morning wood causing some pressure. You hear the jockey stand up, taking several slow steps to the bathroom door, shutting it behind her after entering. Good, she should have her time there to minimize anything that could interrupt your coming fun.
Out of sheer enthusiasm, you get up in an instant, attempting to restrain any attention your feet might draw from walking, and position yourself behind the bathroom door. The muffled sound of flowing urine hits your ears, and you're determined to wait out the little time alone she has—not that she would mind seeing you even in this kind of moment.
With the toilet flushing, you hear clear footsteps again. The door opens from its near-closed state, lightly colliding with your knee, and you silently pray she doesn't notice the collision. You also hope she won't notice that you're not in the bed, considering she sometimes puts on her shades before getting up.
"Huh? Where..." the woman you're hiding from mutters confusedly, holding up a hand to her head.
Damn. Time to improvise, with a bang. And lead up to a 'bang'.
You creep up quietly, using your stealthy instincts yet again. Vinyl doesn't have time to react before you grab a hold of her shoulders quickly and firmly, attempting to frighten her, eliciting a weak gasp from the drowsy woman. You move your head across her shoulder and lean your mouth closer to her ear.
"Hey..." You get to massaging her shoulders slowly, applying slight pressure with your thumbs right above her neckline.
"Oh... hey... where were you hiding?" Vinyl asks groggily.
You move in to kiss her cheek, now moving your hands a bit faster to keep the buildup going. Peeking down as far as you can from this angle, you try to get a look at her lower regions, which you hope are getting more lively at your actions. The smell from both her genitals and the bathroom serves to get you hotter aswell. Not that just thinking of her wouldn't cause your arousal to build up.
You retort, "The question is –" you kiss her cheek "– what are you hiding?"
Visibly, something else is waking up too. And you have every intention of making bliss for what's getting involved.
Vinyl audibly relaxes at your deeds. You rest your head against hers and keep your right hand at it, whilst slowly brushing her skin as you move from her shoulder to her sides with your left. You rub the outer part of her breast, making sure to apply extra pressure on her shoulder with your other hand at the same time. She gasps more audibly than before from the dual assault you're tenderly undergoing, and lets out a pent up moan.
With your head still positioned near hers, you nibble her earlobe lightly for a second, causing Vinyl to let out a satisfied moan. You assure her, "You've been so good to me, Vinyl... I want you to enjoy this." An excited coo escapes Vinyl, at the thought of what you could do to her.
You move your hand to her breast and caress as much of it as you can. Reacting to the sensation, Vinyl bucks her hips forth, getting herself increasingly worked up as she moves a bit more. You giggle at the action, and take matters further. Your other hand lets go of her shoulder and brushes her torso, until it reaches the point above her shaft. You lightly press against that point, as an extra tease.
"Tell me what you want, Vinyl..."
"Mmm... babe... come on." She lets out a moan, and tenses a bit.
"Tell me what's on your mind. What do you want to do?" Your breath is over her ears.
The blue-haired gal draws some air in at your continued teasing. "Oh, babe, I wanna paint your cute little face with my jizz!"
Content with the answer and happily anticipating what's next in store for you two, you cut to the chase. "And that's what you'll get to do, dear." You move your hands to her neck and tug her shirt upwards, signaling her that you're taking it off for her, and she lifts her arms in response. You take the shirt off and toss it to a corner of the room, happy that it's out of the way.
Vinyl jumps on the bed butt-first and takes off her boxers quickly, jerking herself and panting ever so slightly with a seductive look. "Mmm... come here, get your fill, sweetie–ohhh..." Flattered and amused, you're almost content with just watching idly like this, listening to her dirty talk and seeing that hand work the love-tool. You even spot a little batch of precum from the tip. Right now, though, it's time to take her matter into your own hands.
You move next to her immediately and get on your knees, earning a beautiful view of her shaft and a short-lasted reward in the form of a moan when you grip it with determination. Your other hand pinches the front of her ballsack gently, earning a slightly excited look from Vinyl, grateful for your attention to her testicular region. Moving on even further, your tongue continues the assault on her balls, all the while steadily managing your handiwork on her beautiful junk, taking it faster by the moment.
"Oh, gods, don't stop..." Vinyl encourages. The appreciation feels too good to you, and you give a smirk as you look up at her.
"Oh, but I am stopping this." Your hand loses its pace, and your eyes meet the confused gaze of hers.
You move your hand down her rod and focus on it. You give a surprise lick on her urethra, which gives you a nice taste of the precum she has in stock for you. Vinyl only has the briefest moment to react before you open wide and immediately shove three inches of her cock into your mouth, earning a bit of laughter and a louder moan from Vinyl. You give yourself a mental high-five. The positional difference from shifting to a blowjob allows Vinyl to get her hands on your head, ruffling through your hair affectionately as a small payback for your service. You lick as much of the area your tongue could reach as you can whilst you pump her dick orally, taking inches in and out, attempting to find any veins out of curiosity as you go along.
Letting her testes go, you meet her gaze again, giving a wink and prodding at her rearhole with your index finger, and she gives out an even heartier, more pronounced moan standing out from her already encouraging sounds of pleasure, which was now borderline screaming. You push it in and try to keep your blowing steady as it were, which entices a more continuous moan from Vinyl, albeit slightly less energetic this time.
Deciding to go as far as you can with what you have, you bring your other hand and pinch the front of her sack again, and then caress the balls from the underside. Your mouth and both of your hands working in tandem in different areas should hopefully get her off with a lot of pleasure. You want that cum, as much as you like sucking off your differently gifted girl. Vinyl's hands were at the back of your head at this point, not wanting to be left until your arduous task is done. You don't have the slightest intention of backing off.
"Ahh, babe, let me stand up, I wanna feel this," Vinyl insists.
You comply eagerly, excited at the idea of seeing Vinyl stand up while you go down on her. You back off a bit, and let Vinyl get off the bed and stand, keeping yourself ready for more. You take what stamina you have and put that into your multitasked effort—mouth, tongue, hands, and even some genuine moaning at this point, causing some vibrations that she notably enjoys. She ruffles through your hair again and lets out a long moan, now actually intense enough to sound audible if the window was open. She works with you at this point, thrusting into your mouth at a decent pace, much to your delight.
Deep in her ass with your finger, you feel something. You would smirk at the convenient timing if your mouth wasn't occupied. Pressing against her prostate with a gentle amount of force and giving your blowjob all you've got, Vinyl sounds off more music to your ears and readies the prize that you had been working for.
Bobbing back and forth, you can feel the cock in your mouth twitching, and Vinyl's tension building up to the ejaculation. "Ah! Fuck, I'm cumming, ahhhn!" she screams, slightly concerning you about whether that reached the ears of anyone else or not.
Giving a few moans on your part to push her sensation as far as you could go at this point, you await the shots eagerly. The first lands in your mouth, forcing you to swallow. You decide to go all-out with your hand for speed and quickly transition to jerking her off, closing your eyes and drawing out as much cum from her as you can with your fast stroking. The second shot hits your eye, thankfully still closed in preparation, and the other ones continue raining on your face in that fashion, giving you a sense of pride and pleasure both at pleasing your woman for her part and because it tastes good for your part. After she's done, you try to draw out any cum that's left bottled up and lick up what little is there.
With heavy pants, Vinyl lets herself fall down on the bed. "Feeling better now, sweetie?" you ask. You struggle slightly to raise yourself.
"Mmm... yeah, come here, babe..." Vinyl requests. Smiling, you settle next to her on the bed, caressing her warm cheek with the back of your hand.
"I love you," she quietly lets out, with a satisfied expression.
Taking her words to heart, you smile and reply in earnest, "I love you too, Vinyl." You lay your head down next to hers, feeling more relaxed as you cushion your fatigued head.
She catches her breath for a few seconds. Shortly after, she notices your current degree of arousal. "Hey you, shouldn't we take care of that too?" Her eyes meet yours with a concerned expression.
Already happy with her fill, you decline. "No need, hun. I'm already glad with this, and I think it counts as breakfast..." You rub your belly for emphasis and give her a wink. You get some of the cum that's on your face with your fingers and swallow.
She chuckles and pulls you in for a kiss, yet making sure to not come into contact with any part of your face that was covered by her results. You have an idea of why. Your tongues battling, you enjoy the sensation of tasting something familiar other than her dick now that you were done with your little task.
She breaks off and decides, "Just because you're so cute and I want a taste, I'll get some of that off of you." She licks her lips and moves in, licking her spunk off of your face. You can't rationally resist considering you've coaxed this out of her, and if she wants it, you have even less of a reason to resist.
With a grin showing off what she took back, Vinyl swallows and lays down again. You bury your nose into her neck, giving it a kiss and taking in her scent, content with keeping your position like this for a while.
