Learning to Love

I'm learning to love a little bondage,

learning to really love unconditionally!

TBT (on Friday, again)

I'd like a repeat of my office sex date!!!

TBT (on Friday)

Again, please!!!

This Is Snow Fun

I hate snow, especially when it keeps the kids home from school when I have to work… but, as has been the case with so much I’ve experienced with this magnificent man of mine, I’m learning to like it.

On Wednesday, and after the boys enjoyed their second consecutive day off from school due to the snow, Jay was waiting – with dinner – when I got home from work. And, during dinner, he said he had something fun planned for all of us when we finished eating. So, when we finished, he told us all to dress warmly, loaded us in the car and took us to his apartment, where his daughter was waiting on us.

Minutes later, my boys, his daughter, Jay and I were enjoying sledding on a long, steep hill nearby. We had a blast! We only had two sleds, so we had to take turns sharing them, but – beyond a shadow of a doubt – my favorite rides were with my amazing man… Either sitting in his lap and feeling his rock-hard cock against my ass, or seated between his legs with my hands behind me feeling his cock, or laying on top of him with my arms around his waist groping for his cock. (Yes, there was a “theme” to our many trips down the hill!!!)

When he noticed I was getting cold, Jay told the kids they could stay outside and continue the fun, but offered to walk me in and sit with me by the electric fireplace… I love the fireplace, so I jumped at the opportunity, but Jay then suggested we take the walking path – the long way – back to his apartment. As I soon discovered, he had other plans for me on the walk through the woods.

Not long into our walk, he pressed me against a tree and kissed me like he never wanted to let me go. If riding the sled and feeling his hard cock left any moisture inside my hungry pussy, this kiss drained me. Then, to my surprise, he pressed my hands behind the tree and slipped handcuffs around my wrists… kneeling in the show, flashing that brilliant smile and laughing at my new predicament. In seconds, my pants and panties were at my ankles, and his talented tongue was lapping hungrily at my drenched pussy. I could still hear the kids laughing and sledding, so I knew I had to be quiet when I reached climax, but I didn’t know my incredible man would make me cum three times (actually, I’m not sure it wasn’t just one huge orgasm, but it came in three separate waves).

When I begged him to stop, he chuckled again and released my wrists from the handcuffs. Before pulling my panties and pants back into position, however, I grabbed him, pulled him close to me, and thanked him with an unforgettable kiss of my own. Then, after pulling my clothing back into place, I released his eager cock from his jeans, dropped to my knees and gave him a blowjob, thrusting the head of his cock deep in my throat when I tasted his pre-cum and swallowing a load of his delicious juices!

We then made our way back to the apartment, where Jay made me hot chocolate and cuddled with me by the fire… until the kids came in. It was then that he took me by the hands, and explained that he had made special arrangements and had other plans for us for the night. He said goodbye to his daughter, sending her back to college with several boxes of her favorite Little Debbie treats, and told me to use his car to take the boys home, where I found my mom waiting. She told me Jay called midday and asked her to come stay with the boys, who were out of school again on Thursday, so that we could do something special on a week night. I raced back to his place to see what he had planned!

It was pitch black in the entry way when I walked in, and the fireplace was off when I made my way through the living room, but when I arrived in his bedroom, the bed was surrounded with candles and soft music was playing on his stereo. My eyes immediately welled with tears, and he quickly asked if he had done something wrong.

“No,” I stammered. “It’s just that I’m 33 and no one has ever been so thoughtful, no one has ever taken as much time to make me feel special, and no one has ever made me feel more wanted.”
“I’m sorry, baby,” he said with a big hug… and another incredible kiss after brushing the tears off of my cheeks. “But you ARE special, and I’m only doing what I know you deserve.”

Jay then put me in a hot bubble bath, feeding me fresh fruit and pouring me wine… toweled me dry from head to toe… rubbed me down with body lotion, again from head to toe… and then scooped me into his arms and carried me to bed, where I saw ropes waiting on the posts of the headboard.

As I noticed the ropes and caught the fire burning in his eyes, he laid me on the bed and tied my wrists with the ropes. He told me my legs were free because he wanted to feel me react…

While he kissed my lips, neck, shoulders and breasts, fingering my dripping pussy… forcing me to dig my heels into his bed so I could lift my pussy to take his unbelievable hands deep inside me for another orgasm…
While he licked my pussy lips and clit, and brought me to two more incredible orgasms, each crashing in wave after wave against his face… as I used my legs to pull him closer and bury his face in my gushing, throbbing pussy…
While he parted my legs and slipped his perfect penis inside me, which almost immediately caused another mind-blowing orgasm (during which I’m sure I startled some of the neighbors)…
And, finally, while he untied my hands so I could “go completely crazy” as he began to fuck me as hard as he ever has, forcing me to yet another inconceivable orgasm. My head literally started spinning, I dug my heels deep into his lower back, and my finger tips and nails sank even deeper into the back of his shoulders as I pulled him close for another kiss. I went so “crazy” that I worried about my nails hurting him, but he lifted himself with a pushup and smiled with a deep gaze into my eyes… just as he filled me with his warm juices.

When he rolled off of me, and as I collapsed exhausted against his chest, I wondered what the morning held!

Happy New Year!

 

 

 

I'm terribly sorry for taking so long to post here again,

but I've had some medical problems and had to be hospitalized for a while.

The good news is, I'm back...

and I hope these photos make up for my absence.

XOXOXOXOX,

Missy

My Birthday Surprise

I don’t usually make a fuss about my birthday, so I had no plans for any kind of celebration of the event. Jay, however, decided otherwise, and planned a wonderful surprise this weekend while the boys were at their dads’ for Thanksgiving weekend.

I came home to a note on the door to meet him at his place, where there was a fire in the fireplace, gifts waiting on a blanket by the fire, dinner in the oven, a beautiful holiday bouquet of flowers on the dining room table and an evening that was special beyond my wildest dreams.

Despite the attention I typically decline around my birthday, I was absolutely thrilled to be there! He greeted me with a huge hug and a fantastic kiss – long, slow, deep and so passionate that it melted me against the wall just inside the door. He was waiting in only an apron – OMG!!! – and he put me in a hot lavender bubble bath, then dressed me in only one of his white dress shirts.

After dinner, he took me by the hand and led me to the fireplace, where he sat me on a blanket and gave me my gifts. The first was a bottle of my favorite body spray and a matching tube of body lotion. The second was a beautiful silver necklace and matching earrings. And, finally, a painting he had done for me of a couple cuddling in bed, perfectly matched to the colors in my bedroom.

Seeing his art and knowing he had taken so much time to surprise me nearly brought me to tears, but he gently cupped my face in his hands and whispered that he had something special in mind for the remainder of the night. I know Jay keeps his word, so that promise aroused not only my curiosity but also triggered my sexual excitement. And that excitement was cranked up a few more notches when he added, “But for it to work well, you will have to agree to do exactly as I ask you, no matter how strange it may seem.”

“Of course, Baby,” I said. “You know I can’t refuse you, especially knowing that you’ve taken so much time and effort to make me feel so special for my birthday.”

“You ARE special, not just on your birthday but every day,” he quickly responded, “and I’m going to spend every day of the rest of my life to prove that to you.”

“You’re so swee…” 

He placed a finger to my lips and gave me a mischievous grin.

With that, he began unbuttoning my shirt, and when he finished, he asked me to lay on my stomach and relax by the fire. I saw him reach for the bottle of lotion he had just given me, and I heard the top snap open. Then I felt his strong hands pressing into my neck and shoulders… down my back… to my legs… and finally returning to my ass. He then asked me to roll over… and gave me the same slow, incredible massage across my breasts, stomach, legs… coming within inches of my now hungry pussy.

Combined with the sight of him in nothing but an apron, the massage increased the level of my curiosity and the anticipation of exactly what it was that he had in mind for us for the remainder of the night. I began to wonder if he had even noticed that I was dripping wet… but I didn’t have to wonder long.

After retrieving a pillow from the sofa, he propped my hips up with the pillow and laid down between my legs, giving me another incredible session of oral sex. He started by gently kissing every inch of me… moved on to licking the entire length of my pussy lips and teasing my clit… then moved on to sucking and gently nibbling me until he saw the muscles in my stomach tighten and my heels press into his thighs. He lifted his head just long enough to smile at me, then slipped a finger inside me and returned to massage my clit with his talented mouth and tongue. He didn’t stop until I had climaxed three times, eventually screaming for him to stop when I felt like my body wouldn’t stop convulsing.

“Happy birthday, Baby,” he said with a smile, through my juices glimmering off of his cheeks and chin.

“Oh my god,” I muttered, still trying to catch my breath.

“Relax, Beautiful,” he said, removing his apron and curling up next to me on the blanket by the fire.

I felt his erection against my ass and I tried to reach back and hold it, but Jay took my hand, curled up closer to me and whispered, “No, tonight is all about celebrating you.” I tried to hide the happy tears that followed such a sweet sentiment, but, as always, this incredible man noticed and brushed every tear aside with his fingertips or kisses. “Baby, please don’t cry. I know you’re uncomfortable with all of this attention, but I want you to know – tonight and always – that you deserve nothing less than my very best. So, please relax, enjoy the night, and let me spoil you. Please!?”

I lost it. I know I was smiling ear-to-ear, but I couldn’t stop the tears. I had never heard anything so sweet, nor had I ever felt closer to anyone. Jay, meanwhile, never missed a tear… climbing across me to lay face-to-face and, again, catching every tear with a fingertip or gentle kisses. He was understanding, he was patient… he was, again, my dream come true.

When I finally calmed down, and only after he had dried every tear, he said, “Now, if you’re okay, I have to go get another surprise for you.”

“I’m okay, Baby,” I said. “Than…”

“Shhhh,” he interrupted. “Thank you for opening your amazing heart to me.”

“I love you soooo much,” he added with a kiss. “Be right back.”

As he walked away – now completely naked, so I could see EVERY LOVING INCH OF HIM!!! – I again felt the rising sense of anticipation of what was to come… and, in the few seconds he was gone, my pussy returned to “ready” condition. So, when he returned, I didn’t know if it was my eyes or my legs that were open wider.

Jay returned with a full-length, black silk Victoria’s Secret nightgown, one I had seen and mentioned to him months before, sure he would forget about it. It was absolutely beautiful – full cups to support my breasts, tapered at the hips to show off my ass and slit from toe to waist to show of my legs… all of which he noted aloud as he slipped my final birthday gift on me.

“I can’t believe you remembered,” I told him.

“How could I ever forget?” he asked. “The image of you in this gown was breathtaking when you mentioned it, but that was nothing compared to the sight of you actually in it tonight.”

“Come here,” he said, standing up and offering me his hand.

We walked hand-in-hand across the living room to the entertainment center, where Jay lit several candles and turned on the CD player… and, turning back to face me, asked if I wanted to dance. As my eyes again welled with tears, I nodded… and we danced to several songs, holding each other close, kissing and looking deeply into each others’ eyes… all the while, Jay was exploring every inch of my body through my new silk gown.

When I could no longer take the combination of what his skilful fingers were doing to me, along with his scent, his taste, and the upper echelon of emotions following this mind-boggling evening, I asked him to take me to bed and make love to me. He nodded, scooped me into his arms and carried me into the bedroom. 

What followed was the most amazing, most romantic oral and love-making session of my life to this point – Jay was patient, tender, complete, adoring AND fulfilling (I think I came 4-5 times, with mini-quakes in between a couple)… And, when we finished, Jay went to the bathroom for a warm towel, cleaned me... put me back in my new silk gown… and curled up against my back, where he stayed, with me in his arms, all night! 

Kissing me goodnight on my neck and shoulders, my magnificent man leaned to my ear and whispered, “Happy birthday, Beautiful!”

It was, indeed!!!

Fingers Crossed!

I'm hoping it's one of these weekends

with Jay!

A Welcome Surprise

With the boys at an after-school activity,

my fantastic fiance surprised me with a hot lavender bubble bath,

surrounded by candles,

and fed me dinner when I came home from work Wednesday!!!

Soooooooo romantic!!!

And that led to ...

A good doggie-style banging,

with a little light hair tugging

and my weekly spanking!

It was a GREAT evening!!!!!

My Office Fantasy

Jay knew I was working a little late on Friday, and he wasn’t broadcasting a football game, so he surprised me at the office. He knocked, and I opened the door to see him standing there with flowers and a small travel bag. I immediately became aroused. I had shared my office fantasy with him earlier in the week, and I knew he couldn't resist me and, more to the point, I knew I couldn’t resist him.

After closing the door and locking it behind us, he grabbed me aggressively by the hips, pulled me close, and kissed me deeply and passionately. I was smiling on the inside, appreciating his touch, especially when he slid his hand up my back, to my neck and tugged forcefully on my hair. My breathing increased, my pussy trembled and dampness ensued.

Using my hair to guide me, he led me back to my office, where he placed the flowers on the computer printer stand beside my desk, and immediately lifted my skirt to capture my pussy. Looking deeply into my eyes, he asked if I was done with my work. When I told him I wasn’t, he chuckled, and said, “Enjoy your flowers, and good luck focusing.”

With that, he gently kissed me, while slipping his fingers inside my thong and inside my waiting vagina. He then kissed his way down my body, sneaking a quick nibble on my clit, as he knelt before me and slipped my panties across my hips, down my legs and over my heels. With my pussy now available to him, he slid beneath my desk, and told me to sit down and finish my work. I only had three more files to enter on the computer, but it seemed to take me forever because this amazing man spent the entire time licking, kissing and sucking on my pussy lips and clit. Focus? I could barely type.

When I finally finished – the paperwork and at least three mind-blowing orgasms that forced my hands to the back of his head to bury his face in my juices – I slid my chair away from him, looked into those beautiful, hungry brown eyes, and smiled at him. “You are sooooo good to me,” I told him. In his typical aw-shucks manner, he simply said, “You are the most beautiful lady I have ever seen, you have a heart of gold, and I will spend the rest of my life proving how much I love you.”

When he leaned toward me and attempted to pull my chair back into position, I blushed and told him I wasn’t ready to “go” again. He crawled closer to me, raised his face to mine, and gave me another passionate kiss that seemed to last days. “I understand,” he said. “We’ll work you back up to that.”

When he stood before me, I could see the bulge in his slacks and I realized this may have been as much his fantasy as it was mine. I looked up at him and smiled. Then, without breaking eye contact, I unfastened his belt, unbuttoned his slacks and pulled down his zipper, making sure to press my palm against his perfect penis as much as possible.

Sliding to the edge of my chair, with my legs still spread wide open, and my pussy dripping wet, I released his magnificent cock from his boxers. I had done this many times before and I know he loves stuffing his cock into my mouth almost as much as I love the feeling of it sliding over my tongue and hitting the back of my throat. I like to open my mouth wide and tease his balls with my tongue. He likes to grab my hair – which explains why that always gets a reaction from me – and push my head down to the base. We both enjoy deepthroat!

As the head of his penis grew larger and larger, I could taste his pre-cum dancing in the back of my throat, but, apparently, he wasn't ready just yet. He pulled out of my mouth with an audible 'plop,' and took a step away from me as I looked up at him with a pout.

He then demanded that I stand and allow him to have my chair, and, reflecting on my fantasies from earlier in the week, I nearly came when the muscles in my legs contracted to lift me out of the chair. After sliding his shoes and socks off, and slipping his slacks across his feet, he flattened his thighs parallel to the floor, and grabbed me by the wrist closest to him. He then dragged me across his lap, pressing my head toward the floor on one side, and allowing my legs to dangle on the other side.

SMACK!

“Is this what you had in mind?” he asked with a chuckle.

“Ye…”

SMACK! SMACK! His hand interrupted my reply.

“Good girls don’t need to be punished,” he said.

“But…”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“But sometimes I have thoughts,” I said, beginning to feel the sting in the cheeks of my ass.

“I love those thoughts,” he said, now caressing my ass and slipping his fingers between my legs to tease my soaking pussy. “I love knowing you trust me enough to share those thoughts and offer them to me as suggestions.”

“I’ve just never…”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“I don’t care what you’ve experienced before, sweetheart,” he said. “You’re never going back there, and WE are going places neither of us has ever been. That’s why I love you, that’s why I love your thoughts.”

“Yes, sir,” I responded, smiling throughout my body.

“Now, you’ve had nine… Would you like a tenth?” he asked.

“Yes, please,” I said, seemingly answering before I had time to think… and before…

SMACK!!!! The final jolt sent chills throughout my body and caused every muscle in me to tighten.

Seeing my reaction, Jay immediately lifted me off of his lap and began to apologize. I quickly knelt before him, placed a finger to his lips, looked into those captivating eyes, and whispered, “Shhhhhh. You were perfect!” My response – or the thought that he had, perhaps, hurt me – nearly brought him to tears, but he turned me away before I could see that, asking me to get his overnight bag from behind the chair. 

While he somewhat secretly removed a bottle of body lotion from the front pocket of the bag, he asked me to undress. When I finished, I stood completely naked before him, and, after studying every inch of me with his eyes, he smiled broadly and pulled me close to kiss my navel. Then, while holding me close, he slipped one hand to my wrist, stood behind me and pressed my breasts against my cool wooden desk.

Then, as I began to wonder if Jay was going to continue my spanking or fuck me on my desk, this magnificent man began to cover my tingling ass in gentle kisses and, apparently, some type of lotion that is warmed by one’s breath. I couldn’t help but begin to grind my ass and pussy back against his face, which caused him to offer a muffled laugh…

And it wasn’t long before he was standing behind me, teasing my pussy lips, clit and the opening to my vagina with the head of his rock-hard cock. When he grabbed my hair and lifted my head off of my desk, I wanted to scream “Fuck me!” Instead, Jay leaned down, kissed me on the neck and asked, “How does your fantasy end?”

I quickly turned to face him, removing his shirt… and leaving us both completely naked (an image I’m sure I won’t be able to shake for weeks at work). I then lifted my pampered ass cheeks back up onto the edge of my desk, leaned back, spread my legs and put my ankles on his shoulders. Within minutes, I/we were enjoying the most amazing love-making session… and, within minutes, we both looked into each other’s eyes… flashed knowing smiles… and came together (me twice – once as a climax and once as Jay continued to rock himself back and forth to ease my muscles into relaxation… I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming)!!!

Without saying a word, Jay leaned down to kiss me… wrapping his arms tightly around me and lifting me into a seated position as he stood up. Then, to my amazement, Jay kissed me on the cheek and turned away to retrieve a catered dinner, complete with wine and candles, from his bag. And, for the next half-hour or so, he sat with me in his lap and fed me an incredible meal.

When I told him I had had enough, he smiled, kissed me again… dressed me… cleaned my office… and followed me home, where we watched movies on TV and snuggled on the sofa… where I crashed so exhausted that I woke up next to him Saturday morning right there.

Halloween Treat

Jay and I were Fred and Wilma Flintstone for Halloween, but I DID surprise him with the maid outfit he bought me as soon as we put the boys to bed. I asked him to wait in the bedroom, and, after taking a quick, hot shower, I put on his gift and made my way to please him.

When I walked into the bedroom, Jay immediately got off the bed, came to me at the door, closed the door behind me and pinned me against the cool wood for an incredibly passionate kiss… eventually making his way to my ears, my neck and my shoulders. I immediately got moist and I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to pull of “my” plan for him.

“I love that outfit on you,” he said. “You are soooooo sexy.”

“Thank you, sweetheart,” I responded, stopping him when he tried to scoop me into his arms so he could carry me to bed.

“What’s wrong?” Jay asked, somewhat stunned by my request.

“I have my own plan tonight,” I said. “I want to spoil you the way you always spoil me.”

I leaned in to kiss him gently and purred, “Please!?”

“Baby, you know I could never say ‘no’ to you,” Jay replied with a smile.

Our next kiss, still standing just inside the door, lasted several minutes. My tongue explored his mouth and my hands explored every inch of his body I could reach. When he began to explore my body with his hands, I politely stopped him with a sultry, “Not yet.”

I then took Jay’s hand and led him back to the bed and asked him to lie down on his chest. My plan to spoil him began with a massage of his gorgeous shoulders and back, but I couldn’t continue that long when I heard him moaning and groaning… OMG, his noises make me crazy, especially since I was straddling – and grinding against – his sexy ass.

I was getting too excited and knew I had to speed up my plan, so I asked him to roll onto his back. When he did, I straddled his face in my maid’s skirt, without panties, and allowed him to briefly lick and kiss my clit and pussy. While he was busy, I leaned to my side of the bed and retrieved two scarves I hid for this occasion earlier in the evening. As Jay began to grope my ass with his hands and attempted to pull me closer to his hungry mouth, I lifted myself from his face and showed him my surprise… and, to my surprise, he grinned and immediately placed his hands on the bedposts so I could tie him up.

With him loosely secured, I began to trace every inch of his body with my the tips of my fingers, beginning at his long, athletic legs… working my way up his incredibly flat stomach… up to his chest… to his neck and head… then back to his beautiful full lips…

I used that teasing introduction on his lips to start a long, slow, deep, wet kiss… then returned to his legs to begin a more intense full-body massage, which, as I had hoped, got an enormous “rise” out of him.

I gave his perfect penis a glance, smiled and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Always incredibly thoughtful, Jay replied, “Absolutely nothing. You are perfect in every way.”

(Wow! Not what I was expecting on my first attempt to seduce and spoil him the way he has spoiled me sooooo many times… but not that unexpected, knowing how amazing this man is and feeling how much he loves me.)

So, this “perfect” girl straddled his hips and allowed his rock-hard cock to press against my soaking pussy lips and clit… and I began to gently brush myself against him, using him to increase my own arousal. Jay could tell and he flashed a brilliant smile.

“What’s wrong?” I asked when I saw his arms strain gently against the scarves.

“Absolutely nothing is wrong,” he said. “I want to watch.”

Looking into those big, brown eyes, what’s a girl to do? So, I untied my maid’s apron and tossed it to the side of the bed… allowing him – and me – to see the head of his penis slipping back and forth across my clit, disappearing and reappearing from my pussy lips. That excited us both, as I began to feel those wonderful shivers throughout my body, and I saw a bit of pre-cum on the tip of Jay’s cock.

I continued to take my time, teasing myself while using him as my personal sex toy… eventually unsnapping my maid’s bra and releasing my tits, allowing Jay to see my erect nipples.

“Oh, my God,” he said. “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”

With that, he closed his eyes and released every bit of tension in his body.

HE WAS MINE!

Knowing that this incredible man had given himself to me, trusting me as I have trusted him sooooo many times before, I had reason #2 to speed up my plan.

“Open your eyes,” I told him.

When Jay opened his eyes, I began caressing my breasts and teasing my nipples, and I lowered my hips to apply a little more pressure on my wet pussy and throbbing. With that, I saw a fire flash in Jay’s eyes and he tried to shift his weight and slide inside me.

“Lay still,” I told him.

Like he always does, he gave me exactly what I wanted, completely relaxing his body and keeping his eyes on me. And, oh my, did those eyes sparkle with interest when I told him I wanted to cum.

He smiled and nodded, then looked startled when I lifted my weight off of him. “Relax,” I soothed him, as I took his perfect penis in my hands and begin to use it as I would a favorite sex toy… passing the tip of it slowly between my pussy lips, up and down… flicking the head of it back and forth across my clit… and teasingly placing it against the opening to vagina without going inside.

And that’s when it happened for the first time… What started as an enjoyable and familiar quiver suddenly became a violent shaking in nearly every muscle in my body. I considered untying Jay, but I knew he was loose enough to help me if I needed him.

Then, when I felt like I was going to collapse – SQUIRT!!! I soaked Jay and the bed… and I couldn’t stop – SQUIRT!!! SQUIRT!!!

Embarrassed that I’d made a mess of the bed we were about to sleep in, I looked at Jay and prepared to explain, but he shook his head knowingly and whispered, “Shhhh… Your turn to relax.”

With that, and only after he asked me for permission, he slipped his hands out of the scarves and gently slid his body down… down… down… until his head was in the puddle I made on the bed and his face was just below my drenched pussy.

“Come here, baby,” he said.

“Are you sure?” I asked, still a little embarrassed.

Without a word, Jay slipped his long arms under my legs, cupped my thighs in his soft hands and pulled my pussy and clit tightly against his amazing mouth and tongue. Within what seemed like seconds, I squirted for the fourth and fifth time.

As I collapsed on the bed, this miraculous man leaned to his side of the bed, retrieved two mixed drinks – my favorite, Bailey’s and chocolate milk – and a bowl of strawberries. He spent the next several minutes feeding me strawberries – some dipped in his drink – and pressing my glass against my lips so I could relax completely and regain my composure.

Once we finished our drinks (and Jay covered the bed with towels and additional blankets), he rolled me onto my side and spooned up tightly against my back. He declined a blowjob and lovemaking, telling me that he wanted me to rest and get some sleep… Which left me wondering as I drifted off: Was this my plan, or his Halloween treat?

Happy Halloween!

My someone special purchased this for Halloween,

and he joked with me about wearing it for the neighborhood children to see...

But I'm putting it on after my bubble bath tonight,

and then I'm going to surprise Him in the bedroom!

Lingerie & Deepthroat

As stated in my previous post, I left work extra early so that I could relax and prepare for a wonderful evening with my fiancé, Jay. I tidied up around the house a bit, then walked down the sun-lit hallway to our bedroom. I began to disrobe. I put my pearl necklace and matching earrings Jay made me on the dresser, and my work skirt-suit went back in my closet. I then put on the sexy black lace teddy (see below) he had given me, and I painted my nails a deep, pearlescent red… And I’ll admit, it made me wet imagining how my cute little toenails would look in a pair of sheer black, thigh-high stockings later that night.

As I began making dinner and desert, my entire body shivered in anticipation at the simple touch his hands would bring when he walked in the door and I greeted him. My nipples were erect and my clit was aching for his attention. Almost giddy in anticipation, I picked a bottle of Jay’s favorite wine and placed it in the fridge.

My 10-minute makeup routine followed – mostly eyes and lips – and I considered myself the perfect welcome-home slut. A pair of five-inch fuck-me heels completed the look, and I relaxed on the loveseat with a delicious chocolate mixed drink to await his arrival.

About an hour later, although the wait seemed like days, I heard his car pull into the driveway. It was all I could do not to sprint to the door, but I walked slowly – in my heels – and opened the inner wooden door and stood in sight inside the screen door. I could see his beautiful brown eyes sparkle and his world-changing smile as he exited the car and caught his first glimpse of his toy for the evening.

Jay walked in, dropped everything, closed the door behind us, and pinned me to the door and kissed me deeply and passionately. When he pressed even closer to extend the kiss, I noticed that he already had an erection. Apparently, I had done a good job preparing myself… and, knowing that, pleased me beyond words. The whole scene was so hot I could barely contain myself, as my pussy started leaking enough to float a small boat.

When we finally stopped kissing and grinding, I flashed Jay a loving smile, took his hand and led him into the kitchen, where dinner was ready. He was thrilled to see spaghetti (his favorite meal), garlic bread and cheesecake.

“Wow! You look incredible, absolutely gorgeous,” he said. “What did I do to deserve all of this?”

“You love me perfectly,” I said.

Over the next half-hour or so, we continued to flirt and teasingly fed each other.

When dinner was done, Jay scooped me into his arms and carried me into the bedroom… kissing me the entire length of the hallway! From that point on, it was as if this magnificent man of mine was on a mission.

After tying my wrists and ankles to the headboard posts and legs of the bed, he slowly traced the delicate lace pattern of my teddy, remarking often how perfect every inch of my body is. I wanted to grab him, kiss him and thank him for his incredible comments, but I was helpless. I did, however, say thank you, to which he responded, “I’m only being honest. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” Hearing that, I closed my eyes and completely gave in to his desires… and my dreams!

After covering every inch of my teddy, Jay turned his attention to my stockings. He massaged my legs gently at first, then pressed deeper into my muscles… which only added to my relaxation and, ultimately, my surrender.

Eventually, his hands found their way to my thighs… and I began to dig my heels into the bed, eagerly anticipating what was about to happen. When Jay noticed the muscles in my legs pressing against the mattress, he chuckled… and popped the snaps on my teddy. My soaked pussy must have been too much for his patience, as he declined his typical finger-teasing time and went straight to work with his incredible mouth and tongue.

After two AMAZING orgasms, I felt his weight lift off of the bed, and I opened my eyes to see him undressing. When he was completely disrobed, he began to untie me, and I asked if he was sure. “Yes, sweetheart,” he replied. “I want to feel every inch of you enjoy me tonight.” Again, I melted at his words… and I came twice more with him deep inside me, digging my nails into his back and shoulders, and locking my ankles together and squeezing him as tightly as I could both times.

When I felt the head of his perfect penis swelling inside me, I whispered that I wanted to “finish the evening my way.” Smiling, he lifted himself off of me, kissed me deeply and passionately, and asked me what I had in mind. That’s when the true slut came out. On this night, I was going to show him who owned that cock!

I stayed on my back, but moved to the center of the bed, and told Jay to position his knees by my shoulders. Then, in one motion, I grabbed his ass with both hands and shoved his cock deep into my throat. I was thankful for our combined natural lubricants, as the initial thrust was so deep and so fast that it kind of caught even me by surprise. However, by the time his thick head reached the back of my throat, my mouth and throat were as wide open as I could get them, and I had my fingernails deep into his lower back, forcing him to give me a much-wanted face-fucking.

"Oh my god, Missy,” Jay said, with a look of shock and amazement in his eyes. “You’re going to make me crazy.”

“Mmmm, hmmm,” I mumbled, never releasing his shaft.

In just a few minutes, his remarkable full lips formed into a sexy 'O' shape, as he blasted his load into the back of my mouth and throat. With that, I began to slow down my self-imposed face pumping, slowly cleaning him of our juices… until he begged me to stop.

Inwardly beaming at my successful job impressing the sexiest man I have ever known, I rolled him onto his back, curled up with my head on his chest… and quickly faded into the night.

The Backyard Show

Last weekend, my fiance was working at a vacant house near a local college campus doing some technology work. The house is located near several dormitories -- boys, girls and co-ed -- and has been purchased by the school for students. To surprise him -- I thought -- I went by after putting in some overtime on Saturday, when we had beautiful fall weather.
 
Since the house was empty, and the backyard was fenced in, I decided to lay out on the lower deck to get a little sun before winter and cold temperatures set in. From an upstairs window, Jay noticed that some of the boys were looking out their windows, enjoying the view I was apparently giving them. I had removed my skirt and blouse, and slipped my arms out of my bra so I wouldn’t have tan lines from the straps… and that was apparently all the college co-eds needed.

My fiancé had been working inside, but when he finished, he came out to sit by me for awhile before the sun set and before heading home. He had been to the car and retrieved some sunscreen from his soccer refereeing bag, and with his incredible hands helped me put lotion on my legs… stomach… and chest… before removing my bra and rubbing lotion on my breasts.
 
After he told me about the students watching, I wasn’t sure I wanted to put on a show, but Jay quickly told me he would make me forget about that… returning to his car to retrieve a couple of pieces of rope, which he uses as tie-downs for the luggage rack.
 
He then tied my hands to the frame of the lounge chair by my sides, telling me how nice I looked in that position, all shiny from the sunscreen. I have to admit, I did feel sexy laying there – warm and exposed for my man!
 
I then turned my head to look at one of the dorms, and saw a young man leave… and return with a couple of his friends. Then another window filled… then another… then another… A short time later, nearly every window was nearly full of stunned but enthusiastic faces.
 
I just relaxed and enjoyed my man and my sun… feeling somewhat accustomed to being tied up and exposed like that… knowing that I'd get released only when this magnificent man of mine had pleasured me beyond my expectations.
 
Apparently Jay could tell I was getting a bit turned on (my nipples were erect), because he went back to rubbing lotion on my legs… getting closer and closer and closer to my pussy. He couldn’t get much closer without lifting my hips and removing my thong, and I began to wonder if he would strip me naked in front of our “crowd” of onlookers.
 
I got wet just thinking about it, so I dug my heels into the lounger and lifted my butt so he could remove my panties. He immediately followed my lead, removing my thong and laying it beside the chair with one hand, as he began to finger my pussy lips and tease my clit with the other.
 
I don’t think either of us even thought about the dorm rooms after that… as this incredibly loving man used his hands, his mouth and tongue, and his love-making skills to bring me to three amazing orgasms. On each, I dug in my feet, arched my back, clawed my nails into his shoulders and back… and thoroughly enjoyed each mind-blowing quiver. Jay just smiled as he calmed me and watched each shudder work its way through my body.
 
As he untied me, gathered my clothes and led me to the house, we noticed that nearly all of the windows in the surrounding dorms were full -- of young men and young women -- some of whom had binoculars (and probably phone cameras and camcorders, as I think about it now).
 
When we got home, I fixed dinner… took a hot bubble bath… asked him to rub my favorite body lotion all over me again… and we repeated the process -- including a clean-up blowjob -- in the privacy of our bedroom… where I eventually collapsed with my head on his chest… and fell asleep.

Goodbye Summer

It's rained every day since Tuesday, and my summer tan is starting to fade,

so I decided this morning to hit the tanning bed one more time before fall and winter...

And, be honest, if you had the top view in the tanning bed,

you would want to "PLAY," too!!!

Delicious Punishment

My fiance punished me last night for a "major oversight" on my part, but he did it in the most wonderful way!!!

When I walked into the house and kicked off my training shoes, he immediately grabbed me and pulled me close to him, holding me tightly by the wrists. He kissed me and welcomed me home, and then asked where I had been after my aerobics class. I told him I went out with some of the ladies in the class, and explained that we had dinner and a drink or two. With that, he pinned my wrists to my back and held them with one hand, and led me to the kitchen, where I could see a candle-lit table and a cold dinner waiting. :-( 

I tried to apologize, but this amazing man forcefully, yet gently bent me over the edge of the table, pushing my shoulders and breasts to the table with his free hand. Then, in an instant, I found my sweatpants, workout shorts and thong tugged across my hips and dropped to my ankles … and I felt the sting of a quick slap from his hand.

"You could have at least called, right?" he asked. Knowing it would get me more of what I suddenly hungered for, I gave him the answer he wanted, "Yes, I could have and ..."
SMACK! 
"... could have and should have ..."
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"... could have and should have called," I finally admitted after a slight squeal of pain.

I think it was that sound that made his perfect penis rock hard, as I could feel him press against my naked ass through his black pleated dress shorts. When he leaned down to kiss my shoulders, he slid his free hand (still holding my wrists with the other!!!) under my sweatshirt, T-shirt and sports bra to grope my breasts, and he whispered in my ear that I had been a bad girl.

"I had no idea," I said of his planned surprise greeting. "I know we usually spend Wednesday nights together, but I ..." He interrupted me mid-sentence by releasing my breasts, grabbing my hair and perfectly yet powerfully pulling my head off of the table. "No more excuses," he said. He turned my head and kissed me passionately, then began to ravage my ears, neck and shoulders, which he knows drives me wild!!! After using my hair to lift my upper body from the table, my magnificent man finished undressing me, and I found myself standing naked, completely naked, in my dimly-lit kitchen... and eagerly anticipating whatever was in store for me.

Turns out, I could never have imagined, as I had never been this route with anyone. From a kitchen drawer, he retrieved four pieces of red rope, which looked like curtain tie-backs, complete with tassles on both ends of each rope. Apparently, he had been busy while I
was out with the girls -- re-planning his surprise!!! Then, like a Boy Scout preparing his tent for a storm, my fiance bound the ropes to my wrists and ankles, and, after scooping me into his arms, carried me to the table, brushed aside the candles -- still lit -- with my hips and laid me on my back in the middle of the table. He lifted a candle between his eyes and mine, and laughed as he watched the melting candle wax trickling down the sides of the candlesticks. He then slid one against my wet pussy, between my parted lips, and placed the other between my breasts.

While he was tying my wrists and ankles to the legs of the table, placing me in a relaxed spread eagle (he explained that he wanted me restricted, but wanted to see me squirm!!!), my throbbing clit became the first part of my body ever to feel the burn of melting wax. Those amazing feelings continued -- on my pussy and on my breasts and hard nipples -- for the next 10 minutes or so until the candles completely burned out... while he ate his dinner between my legs at one end of the table.

When he was finished eating, my fiance lifted my shoulders and pulled me into position, with my head dangling beyond one end of the table.  I knew immediately what he wanted, and I was determined not to let him down as I had while he waited for me with dinner. I knew I was absolutely correct when he unzipped his shorts, and his perfect penis popped out without even being released from his boxers, dropping a bit of precum on the tip of my nose.  Immediately, he began to fuck my face -- and I mean FUCK my face! He was rammng himself against the back of my throat again and again and again -- tip to base, balls slapping against my eyes and nose with each thrust. All the while, he was tapping my pussy and clit with a riding crop... and reminding me what drinks do to me sexually... and asking if I had learned my lesson.

I tried to answer him each time he asked, but he pounded himself against the back of my throat each time I attempted to open my mouth, and he chuckled when the muscles in my mouth and throat held him tightly while trying to form words.  It was, apparently, unprecedented for both of us, as he needed only 7-8 minutes to fill me with the largest load I remember!!!

With his saliva and cum covered cock pressed against my face and forehead, he leaned down to kiss my breasts, which were throbbing from the experience and the candle wax, and he reminded me that I had finished my dinner with the girls, and he had just given me dessert. He then asked what I thought he should do about the dinner he prepared for us. He laughed when I tried to throat out "save it," as he again crammed his perfect penis deep into my throat.

When he finished -- and I finished "cleaning him," he asked if I wanted to share an after-dinner drink with him.  I nodded yes, still trying to comprehend if this was punishment or a reward, and he fixed us each a Capt. Morgan and Diet Pepsi -- mine with a bendy straw, as I was still tied to the table.  "Have you learned a lesson? Will you remember to call and ask me to hold dinner and dessert the next time?" he asked.  “OMG, YESSSS!” I begged in reply, wanted desperately to be untied so I could wrap my hand around his cock, lead him to the bedroom and make love.

He chuckled as her returned to the kitchen drawer from which he had earlier removed the ropes... returning to the table, this time, with my favorite double-bullet vibrator.  A few minutes -- maybe seconds -- later, I grabbed the ropes attached to my wrists and jerked them with all of my strength, dug my heels into the legs of the table and SCREAMED out an unbelievable orgasm -- or series of them!!! OMG!!! OMG!!! OMG!!!  I have never been that crazy, and my man knew it, racing around the table to untie me so he could hold me in his arms... until my muscles stopped contracting and my body stopped shaking. It was -- he was -- absolutely incredible!!!

When I finally did stop shaking, I was carried to the bathroom off of the master bedroom, where I could see handcuffs hanging from the shower head.  I knew I was in for more torture!  My fantastic fiance smiled broadly when he saw the recognition in my eyes. "Did you think I was done with you, Baby?" he asked. "Or, would 'my baby' have done what you did tonight -- waste a good meal, wonderful dessert and great company?" "No," I said, as I was assisted into the shower and fitted into the handcuffs.

When the water first came on, it was ice cold. It was a stark contrast to my body -- heated during my workout and then set afire by my "punishment." I shrieked and tried to leap forward out of the water, but the handcuffs kept me in range. Eventually, the water heated up, and so did the shower, as my handsome man climbed in with my gold tube vibe -- which he shoved inside me as he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back into the water for a breath-taking passionate kiss. After making me cum again and again and again, he washed me, shaved me and orally pleased me before turning off the water and releasing my hands.

Out of the shower, I was dried, covered with my favorite after-bath oil and led hand-in-hand to the bed, which had been covered with white, pink and red rose petals. From pleasured beyond my wildest dreams to stunned silent, disappointed in and angry with myself, embarrassed, sorrow ... and thankful -- for the most wonderful man in the world.

As my fiance laid me on the bed, amidst the cool petals and incredible scents, I apologized for ruining his plans and tried to promise I would ALWAYS call ... but he interrupted me... Simply kissing me and telling me I was his blessing!!!  I spent the remainder of the night (we were up until 3:45 a.m.!!!) doing EVERYTHING in my power to show him how precious he is to me and how thankful I am for his presence in my life.

The Human Ice Cream Sundae

While in Louisville two weekends ago, my magnificent man and I decided to go someplace nice for dinner on Saturday. You know -- candlelight, good food, adult beverages. So, we called the front desk, asked for a recommendation, and were given the number of a nearby Italian place. Perfect! We called and made reservations, and then shared a steamy shower in which we exchanged oral pleasures, made love and cleaned each other inch-by-inch. More perfect!!


The restaurant was very nice, exactly what we wanted. Romantic atmosphere, very good food and lots of it, and outstanding wine pairings. We concluded the night with a bottle of Ca dei Mandoril, which we were told was the wine used by Marc Antony to seduce Cleopatra. It did the same to me! I thoroughly enjoyed the wine, and my fiance's left hand was working wonders on my right thigh and doing a sensational job teasing my pussy without actually touching me. I was soaked by the time we left the restaurant.


I was a little surprised he didn't order dessert with our wine, as he has a wonderful sweet-tooth for outstanding desserts, and the restaurant we chose had many, but, when I asked, he reassured me that he had something else in mind.  I couldn't help but smile... I love his imagination!

And, I soon learned what he had in mind. On the way back to the hotel, we stopped at Friendly's and ordered a 5-scoop Reese's Pieces Sundae (made for two) to go. When we returned to the car, I knew immediately what was about to happen. My incredibly sexy man lifted my dress (which didn't have to move far to expose my bare pussy) and placed the ice-cold cup between my legs, tight against my now-dripping pussy.


Once in our room, he quickly had me undressed -- mainly because all I had on was my dress, a thin bra (which did nothing to hide my rock-hard nipples) and heels. After asking me to lay down on the coffee table in the room, he slid me into place with my ass on the edge of one end of the table, and began to prepare his dessert. He extended my arms above my head, binding each wrist to a leg of the table. With my ass on the edge of the table, my feet were on the ground, and my ankles were tied to the table legs beneath my butt.

I began to quake before my fiance even placed the first portion of the ice cream sundae on my hungry, aching body! He covered my breasts and pussy with the icy mixture of vanilla ice cream, peanut butter sauce, hot fudge, Reese's Pieces and whipped cream, and he strategically placed the cherry atop a mound of whipped cream on my clit.

And although helpless, I was then spoiled with the longest, most insanely ravishing oral love-making... He was so perfect and so complete!!! I didn't even bother to count how many times he made me cum.  It was incredible -- my hot body, the cold ice cream, the warm sauces, the cool whipped cream, his hot, passionate kisses and indescribable tongue!!!


And, to cap the evening, this amazing man of mine carried me into the shower, washed me head-to-toe (including a heaven-sent washing and rinsing of my hair!), and then dried me off, covered me with my Avon "Skin So Soft" lotion and carried me back to bed, where he had another bottle of Ca dei Mandoril waiting!!!

Needless to say ... After enjoying the wine, I enjoyed HIM -- YUMMMM!!!! -- and fell asleep with my head on his chest.

Pleasant Surprise

My baby had a bubble bath,

surrounded by candles,

waiting for me when I got home on Friday!

And, he fed me fruit, cheese and wine...

THAT's why I LOVE him!!!

Fitting Gift

I came home from work Friday... found a gift box on the bed...

and decided to immediately wear it for my man!

A ‘Porthole’ Full of Opportunity

I was leaning out the bedroom window talking to a neighbor last Friday evening, so I didn’t notice when my fiancé got home. He did, however, make me immediately aware of his presence.
 
The curtains were closed, hanging at my sides as I chatted, and only my ass –- in his favorite athletic shorts –- and legs emerged from between them. He said later that the “presentation” and the fact that the thick cloth prevented our unknowing neighbor from seeing anything were too great to resist.
 
I didn’t even know he was home until I felt his finger tips slip into the sides of my shorts and begin to slide them to my feet. I was a little startled, but Ms. Miller didn’t appear to see my slight jump and she continued to talk… so, eager to see what this magnificent man had in mind, I subtly shifted my weight and lifted each foot so he could remove my shorts completely.
 
I then felt him part my feet -– which spread my legs -- and I felt his breath on the backs of my legs as he started kissing his way from my heels to my ass… taking a tantalizing amount of time on each leg. I was, literally, getting weak in the knees, and, by the time his lips and tongue finally reached my pussy, I was already dripping wet. After teasing my pussy lips from behind, and feeling me pressing back against him in an attempt to get him deeper and closer to my clit, he sat in the floor, his hips between my feet, and carefully slid his head and shoulders between my legs… where he began to kiss, lick and tease my clit, pussy and vagina.
 
His tongue was magic, and he only chuckled when I put my hand on his forehead and pushed him away after two incredible orgasms, the latter of which nearly knocked me off my feet. He continued to chuckle as he got back to his feet, parted my pussy lips from behind, and slowly began to slide his perfect penis inside me. Again he moved very, very slowly, so as not to alert Ms. Miller, but in no time had me cumming again. I just couldn’t fight feeling the tip of his cock slowly slipping in and out of me… only to feel my inner walls stretching as he pressed every inch inside me. Each time he felt me orgasm and tighten around him, he whispered, “Shhhhh,” and grabbed my hips so I wouldn’t collapse.
 
His “welcome home” treat lasted until the end of my conversation, probably another 5-10 minutes or so (who could tell time at a time like that?)… and continued for another 15-20 minutes when I stopped talking and tried to turn around and come back in the window. Instead, he tightened his grip on my hips, spun me around, and bent me over the footboard of the bed… where he banged deeper and deeper, harder and harder until I told him I was ready to scream.
 
He quickly withdrew, slapped me gently but firmly on the ass, and laughed. “Not yet,” he said. “Stay where you are.” Again, eager to see what he had in mind, I watched as he walked to the nightstand on my side of the bed, where he retrieved three of my silk scarves. After using one scarf to bind each of my wrists as closely as possible to the bottom of the bed posts, he asked me to open my mouth and used the final scarf as a gag. Good thing… because he began pounding my now-gaping pussy again and again and again. I counted three more orgasms… until he felt me grip his cock deep inside me, felt my inner muscles trembling around him, heard my muffled moans through the gag, and saw me TOTALLY collapse and fall across the footboard… just as I felt him explode inside me.
 
Then, acting as if he needed to remind me how deeply he loves me, he untied me and removed the gag, lifted me from the bed frame and into his arms, kissed me as passionately as he ever has, and carried me into the bathroom, where he fixed me a hot bubble bath.

Friends Become Lovers

This wonderful relationship we are in now started one afternoon when my best friend called and invited me over for dinner.  We’d had a good friendship for more than two years at the time, but I had no idea how much this night would change all of that.

After greeting me at the door with a kiss on the cheek, this wonderful man took my hand and led me to the living room, where he'd just opened a bottle of wine.  After some light conversation and a well selected bottle of sweet wine, he served me a delicious dinner … and things got interesting.

While I enjoyed dessert (he refused to eat, for reasons you’ll learn later), our eyes locked, and I could see conflicting emotions behind his gorgeous brown eyes.  He had never mentioned anything beyond friendship, even remotely, prior to that, but I could see it this night and it excited me, lighting a fire in my soul.  I’d never mentioned a love relationship, either, but I had thought about it –- even fantasized about it.

That’s when this sentence surprised me:  "To tell you the truth, I’ve been falling for you since the day we met … and, I’ve been hoping for a long time that I could be THE ONE to fulfill all of your fantasies.”

“Holy shit,” I thought.  “Is he seeing the same thing in my eyes that I’m seeing in his?”

Apparently, it was more obvious than that.  One look at my body made my interest, or better said, arousal, pretty clear –- I was fidgeting in my chair, crossing and recrossing my legs, hoping to conceal a now-wet pussy beneath my tight-fitting dress, and, glancing down, I noticed that my nipples were erect.

“Come over here,” he said, smiling.

I got up from the dining room chair and walked slowly, almost embarrassed, to him.  He didn’t say another word, simply placing his hands on either side of my face and pulling me close for an incredibly romantic and passionate kiss.  That kiss led to others, each becoming hotter (and wetter) … and I ended up sitting in his lap at the table, his hands behind my back pulling our bodies together.

I eventually broke away from the kiss and stared into his now-flaming eyes. “I’ve wanted you to do that for a long time,” I admitted.

With that said, he stood up, took my hand and led me to the bedroom, where his queen-sized bed was covered in rose petals.  Then, it seemed painfully slowly, he removed my dress, and I was standing before him in my bra and thong.  After looking at the “very damp” spot in my panties and a comment about how uncomfortable that must be, he knelt before me… and, while kissing my stomach and the upper part of my thighs, removed my underwear… and laid me gently on the bed.

“Now it’s my turn for dessert,” he said with another smile… with which he continued to bless me while he strategically placed fruit, chocolate and whipped cream all over my body –- EVERYWHERE!  This amazing man honestly took the time to kiss every single inch of me!!!

I wanted to return the favor, especially when he undressed and I saw that perfect, rock-hard penis, but he refused… Instead, he laid down beside me and took me in his arms, and admitted, “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time.”

Eventually, after discussing how this would change our future as “friends” and both of us committing to the long-term, we shared the most amazing, most passionate, most earth-shaking love-making session I had experienced to that date.  He started slowly, working me right to the edge of orgasm, then gradually built up the tempo… taking longer and deeper strokes… until I couldn’t hold back anymore.  I wrapped my legs around him, locked my ankles behind his back, felt my toes curl, dug my fingers into the back of his shoulders and pulled him in for another kiss so the neighbors wouldn’t hear me SCREAM!!!

I rolled him over and attempted to crash with my head on his chest, but he kissed me and gently rolled me back onto my back… grabbing the bowl of fruit from the nightstand and feeding me until my breathing returned to normal.

As my heart rate returned to normal, this amazing man of mine, my fiancé now, began kissing every inch of me again… rolling me onto my chest to kiss my neck (OH, MY GOD!!!), shoulders, back, ass and legs… before rolling me back onto my back, and working his way from my lips to my breasts… before focusing on my tender pussy lips… parting them gently with his fingers, probing inside me with other fingers and licking my clit and pubic area so brilliantly… until I lifted my hips off the bed, grabbed the back of his head, thrust his tongue and mouth tightly against me, and SCREAMED uncontrollably while my body jerked in wave after wave after wave or pleasure.  I lost count after he chuckled when I told him we had to stop at three… and he continued to tease and please me until I literally begged him to stop.

After excusing himself to the kitchen to get our wine glasses, we each took a few sips, caught our breath… and made love again before spending our first night together in each other’s arms.  It was the deepest, most satisfying sleep I had ever experienced.