SNIPER 09

I want to wake up in the Sniper's arms.

I want to sluggishly raise my head to check the alarm clock over his sleeping body and find that I've woken up considerably early.

I'd look and notice that the Sniper had a slight case of morning wood poking a tent under the covers. I'd smile and decide to turn off the alarm clock, as he wouldn't be needing it for today.

I would peel the covers away from his abdomen as he shifted uncomfortably in the absence of the blanket's warmth. His boxer shorts would come off and my hands would slide over his cock, pulling his uncircumcised foreskin back and forth.

By this point he'd be awake and he'd grudgingly ask me if it was necessary to remove the covers. I'd throw him a cheekish smile and tell him good morning before kissing his erection from the tip down its length. He'd roll his eyes and nonchalantly place his hands behind his head, telling me to move on with it so he could get dressed. I'd look up at him and see him snicker, unable to keep a serious face.

My lips would form a tight seal around the head of his cock as I proceeded to swallow his length. His erection would become buried in my throat as the scent of his pubes intoxicated me, driving me to continue bobbing my head back and forth. I took his balls in my hand, rubbing them between my fingers as I sucked him off. He would glance over at the clock and urgently tell me that it was almost time for him to begin getting ready for work so I'd better finish up.

I'd grab his hips and force his length down into my throat with increasing speed as his breathing became faster, sweat coating his abdomen. He'd ejaculate into my throat and I'd have no choice but to swallow it all as there wasn't much time to clean up.

He'd quickly jerk his boxers up and rush to get changed, skipping the shower for today. I'd pack him a lunch and toss it in his van. He'd kiss me as he got into the driver's seat and tease me, telling me not to take so long next time, then drive off to work.