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Next Chapter 3
Date: 12/25/2014, Categories: Fiction, Author: Michael.F, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com
there. Where were my hands? I flexed my fingers and they pressed against something soft. Soft…Nice… My brain was slowly waking up and connections were being made in my brain. The soft stuff that my fingers were pressing against…skin. Not mine or I would have felt it. So someone else’s. Whose? Who did I fall asleep with last night? That movement at the lower part of my body…Hmmmm. Something was stiff down there. Of course! My cock! Makes sense. Morning wood and everything. But why was it moving? Nice… It felt like a hand. Hand-job? With a hand that wasn’t mine? Excellent! What about the breathing? My eyes were slowly starting to open, my eyelashes still making a curtain of fuzz that obscured my vision. Something was pressing against my lips. Soft…warm…loving. Lips! A kiss…Nice… The pieces were all there in my brains but the connections were taking a while to build. Kiss…morning wood…hand…skin…Nice… Familiar… Who had I fallen asleep with last night? Who would be in the bed with me? And why did all of this seem so familiar? Come on, brain…Start…Start… And it started. And everything came back. And I remembered why all of this was so familiar. And I also remembered who was in the bed with me and which side they had fallen asleep on but, for the life of me, I couldn’t tell which side I was facing. I sat upright so fast that I heard a squeak and something fell to the floor with a loud thump! I was trying to catch my breath when something stirred right behind me. “What the heck…?” ...