I had kept us up way later than I think either of us was expecting with an almost 3-hour long bath/livestream. Surprisingly when I got out, he wasn't immediately desperate for bed, so we stayed up even longer. It was about 6am by the time we finally headed to our room.
I crawled into bed and whipped off my pants and when he crawled in next to me, I grabbed his hand and put it between my legs. To my surprise, he just went to work on my pussy and didn't complain about exhaustion, which was shocking because he was definitely tired.
I worked my clit while he experimented with hand placement and using more or less fingers. I was making slight noises at all his little changes and happily, it worked to make his dick hard. When he threw off the blanket and climbed on top of me, I was beyond thrilled!
At first, it was just regular normal missionary. Steady thrusting, light neck or lip kisses, gentle quiet moaning. But then he thrust quite deep abruptly, obviously piercing my cervix, and I flinched and gasped and grabbed at his back. This seemed to really perk him up, literally and figuratively.
He grabbed my right leg and tossed it up over his shoulder. A series of quick, deep jabs and of course, me squirming against it. He loves to make me squirm as long as I'm also enjoying it. I think, as an auralist, he also really loves the gasping whimpers he gets out of me. He'll often bring his face right next to mine so his ear is directly beside my lips or the one that I seem to enjoy the most, when he hovers his mouth above mine (as if he's going to kiss me but doesn't).
When he went to grab my left leg to throw over his shoulder, I tightened up and shook my head, "No, Daddy". He knows that this doesn't mean no. If it meant no, I'd use our safeword (it's "bananas", by the way). He shifted his shoulders and pulled his legs up closer, he moved both my legs to get closer around his neck, he put his hands under my shoulders/head to support that whole area and started, at first softly, sliding in and out of my soaking pussy. It felt incredible and I could tell he was building up to more.
A quick adjustment of my legs and he really started going to town. He was up higher than usual in this position, which felt much better than it usually does. Typically, his weight/my legs on my chest makes me feel a little heartburn-y and the spot he hits with his cock can be breathtaking in an I-fell-on-my-bikeseat kinda way. In this up higher positioning, it felt like he was deep but a rounded kind of deep instead of a pointed one.
I grabbed at his hair and got a little louder as his thrusting became faster and faster. He skillfully reached one of his hands around my leg and put it over my mouth as I muttered through it, "No, Daddy... Yes!... Oh my god... Please...". As he came, I could feel his balls twitch frantically against my perineum and I cooed at the sensation. So much cum!!!
He finally rolled off of me - I say finally because he loves to kinda collapse on top of me after he cums and he's a relatively heavy guy. Plus, I always want to have an orgasm after being filled up and the collapsing gets in the way of that. So, he finally rolled off of me and I immediately began rubbing my clit.
After a few minutes and him barely participating, I said, "Babe, my pussy feels empty". He kinda hesitated and then rolled to insert a singular finger into me. He's always so exhausted after he cums so it's always great when he pushes through and participates. I can never decide if the one finger bothers me though - sometimes it feels amazing but a lot of times, I want more after being otherwise filled. Luckily, last night, one finger was good.
It took me a long-assed time to cum. I think as I get older, my clit is becoming a little less sensitive and I seem to need to rub harder and longer to get there. It's a lot of concentration and focus and breathing just right. I was so glad that he didn't fall asleep on me and dedicatedly worked in rhythm with me. When I finally came, it shot through me in jolts. My one leg, cramped from being bent up into me almost the whole time, bolted straight up and out and I shivered as the last waves of the orgasm coursed through me.
He fell asleep and was snoring within seconds (he doesn't normally snore unless he's sick or exhausted) but I felt energized and restless and my brain was going a mile a minute, creating lists and ideas. It took me a solid hour to finally fall asleep. All in all, it was a great night!