The Best Hangover Cure

I walk in the front door and put a few groceries on the counter. I know you tied one on with the boys last night and want to surprise you with breakfast. I pour a glass of water and a grab a couple of Advil from the cabinet. I go to the bedroom where you are sprawled, barely undressed, your t-shirt up around your belly.

"Good morning..." I sing sweetly from the door.

You half-open one eye.

"Ugh... my head."

"Here, drink this."

You sit up on an elbow and take the pills and water from my hand. You swallow the pills and I put the glass on the nightstand. You lay back and reach your hand up, lovingly stroking the inside of my thigh just above the hem of my sundress. I put my hand on yours and pull it up. Your fingers easily find their way between my lips and I rub against you. Your touch feels amazing but you are in no shape to do work.

I drop to my knees and take your dampened fingers into my mouth. You let out a groan, eyes still closed. I lick up the length of your index finger and take it into my mouth along with your middle finger. I run my tongue between the two, flexing it to swell.

I climb over you and pull your boxer briefs down. Your half-mast morning staff seems to be waiting for my gentle encouragement. I settle in between your legs and begin tugging you.

"I'm gonna take my time, baby."

I slide down to my belly and slowly stroke your shaft while licking your balls with my flat, wide tongue. I take one of your balls between my lips, sucking gently, then rolling my tongue between them. I take your other in and do the same. Every time I stroke up on your cock I apply pressure with my thumb at the base of the head. I can feel you swelling in my grasp and the wetness between my legs collecting. I make a ring with my thumb and forefinger, pulsing it around the tip of your penis. My broad lips are now caressing both of your balls at once while the knuckle of my right hand presses firmly against your perineum in-time with the squeeze of my fingers above.

I'm lost in this deep tunnel of focus and begin to moan with pleasure. I'm quickly brought back to our shared plane when you let out a soft cry against your will. I can't help but smile and drop you from my tender mouth, my hand having picked up a more eager speed. You open your eyes fully now just in time to see me bite my lip. Your brow furrows and you wonder how you came to be in this lucky scene. My grin is beaming as I move closer, wrapping my full lips around your swollen cock head. You lose any strength you had mustered and drop your head back again. You move your hips. desperately aching to be as far inside of me as you can. I take a little more of you in then suck back towards your tip, then a little more and back up to your tip. Now I take you all the way, swallowing your head at the back of my throat and constricting around you. You groan at the unusual sensation. I let you free with a loud sigh and a quick gasping breath only to slide my wet mouth down your full length again. This time, I suck harder, gripping you tightly at the base. I feel you coming closer and closer to your climax and begin sucking more vigorously. The build-up in my mouth is palpable and familiar.

"Oh, baby!" you shout and immediately are shuddering from the explosion. My mouth is nearly overflowing with your juices.

I sit up, rub my hands up and down your muscular thighs affectionately.

"I'll let you know when breakfast is ready," I say, as I head towards the kitchen.