After breakfast, we make love another two times. Each one, leave us breathless.
By lunchtime, we shower and end up making love in there too. After the shower, she wears one of her bridal gifts, a sexy little number. She looks like a lingerie model, it fits her so perfectly like it’s been painted on. I can’t help myself and have to join her on the bed.
I don’t mind telling you, that I’m an eager beaver in getting to her. Who wouldn’t? She has a body to die for. The first thing I do is to pull the lace down on her bra cup and expose her pert nipple. It almost calls to me, begging to be in my mouth. So I oblige and roll my tongue against it. Swishing it around her nipple, until taking it gently between my teeth and biting it with just enough pressure, to press her buttons. She gasps, I know it’s driving her wild as she places a hand on the back of my head and pulls me into her. She runs her fingers through my hair, gently tugging on it, encouraging my every move. I move to the other nipple, giving both the attention they deserve as she pulls harder on my hair. That’s my cue to go down on her, so my tongue makes it decent, teasing her skin as I make my way to her soft folds. My tongue glides against them, dipping sporadically, tasting her juices. My fingers toy and tweak her nipples, pulling on them as my tongue enters her. Her hands are still teasing through my hair. But with every dip I make, she pulls harder, making me bury my tongue deep inside her, until I’m fucking her with it. She’s insatiable, in her excitement she pulls a little too hard. But I take that as a sign she want her pussy filled with my throbbing cock.
I tease my tongue back up to her mouth; it sends her over the edge. Her body already sensitive to my touch. As I place my mouth on hers, my cock drives hard into her. I grab her hips and bury my cock as deep in her as I can and ever-so-slowly pull back, my crown, teasing in and out of her soft folds.
I thrust fast and hard back into her, repeating it until I feel my cum stir, as she groans with “Mmmm’s” and other cries of pleasure. She knows these sounds tip me over the edge. Even after just a month, I love how she knows me so well already. We’ve been inseparable since our second date and she’s the only woman I’ve opened up to. I’ve told her everything, warts and all, it was easy to. She’s so non-judgmental. Another thing I adore about her. I cum long and hard, as we gaze into each other’s eyes, as I pump the last drop in her. We lay there, gasping, panting for breath, unable to move.
“I honestly didn’t think I would cum again,” I scoff, teasingly, as I trace the curve of her hip. “I thought I had nothing left in me. You’re going to drain me woman, I need a drink,” I kiss her before I get up and walk to the kitchenette, looking back to see her snuggle into my pillow. I grab a couple of glasses and fill them with water, then make my way back to our bed and to her. We have a few sips before I place the glasses on the bedside locker, then we cuddle, yes I said cuddle and before I know it, we drift off to sleep. By the time we wake, its dusk.
We’ve slept longer than either of us expected, both surprised by the hour. I tell her to relax; we’re on our honeymoon after all. She giggles knowing I’m right. I hear her tummy rumble, mine follows, rumbling its solidarity with hers, protesting hunger. I offer to cook, I want to spoil her. I love cooking and have cooked for many of my conquests.
It’s one of my many talents, but also a passion of mine too. There’s nothing better than seeing an empty plate and Aurora loves my cooking. She’s not gifted in the kitchen, her talents lie elsewhere – her words, not mine and I really don’t mind cooking. I find it therapeutic and she’s so appreciative of my culinary skills. She devours everything I cook with a passion, even quoting; “that she’ll be the size of a house and would I still love her then?” I tell her; “Of course I will, she will have become that way because of me, the question she should be asking is… Will it be because of my food? Or because of a pregnancy?”
It’s funny, I never thought about children until I met her. She’s magical and it’s like I’m discovering a new life, one I never knew existed. It’s one that many a lady dreamed of doing with me. As I lie in her arms, it makes me think of the others and what they wanted from and of me. A life that I shunned, ran from, with great zeller as you can imagine. I always wrapped it up, always wore a condom, and even brought my own. I never took any chances of having the ties of parenthood with someone.
It just wasn’t on the cards, yet in less than a month, I’m lying in the arms of my wife and we’re fucking like rabbits in the hope we can start a family…. Mind boggling!!
We stocked up with some wonderful local produce before we arrived here and I select some steaks from the refrigerator to cook. We also bought some fantastic wine, including a case of her favourite.
It’s a feast, fit for a king, or should I say ‘and Queen’, washed down with a gorgeous red wine. After dinner, I start a log fire. We lie in front of it on a fur rug, watching the flames dance as the logs spit, sizzle and crack with the heat. There’s a TV, but neither of us have any interest in it. As we lay there, we don’t even notice the blanket of night sweep in, casting its net of twinkling stars. We’re blissfully happy, just being together as one…
When I’m near her I can’t help but touch her and I don’t mean in a clingy or pervy way. I adore stroking and teasing her skin or just having her lying next to me as I love the feel of her skin against mine. I notice she is cold, her skin, prickles with the night air. We’ve been mostly naked since after I carried her over the threshold, both in our wedding attire. I kiss her shoulder tenderly and tell her to wait a minute; she looks at me strangely, wondering what I’m doing, until she sees me return with a throw from the bed. Being away from the fire I can’t help but shiver so quickly lay back down, snuggling against her and throwing the blanket over us both. We spoon, my body presses against hers, in front of the fire on the fur rug and before we know it we are making love. Now I am shattered and suggest we move to the bed, as I don’t fancy sleeping on the floor. Especially with all the vigorous activity we’ve been participating in. Like any other normal honeymooners, we fall asleep in each other’s arms.
In the morning I wake first. I can’t help but look down at my sleeping wife, she’s a vision to behold. She’s not like other women, spreading all over the bed, taking up every space and hogging the covers. Nope, not my Aurora, she doesn’t even snore, hardly moving, just turning occasionally. She’s a pleasure to sleep with, I joke, knowing how true my words really are. I never really enjoyed sharing my bed for sleep purposes. Sex, hell yeah, but sharing a blissful sleep with someone is a joy that I’ve never really appreciated until her. I joke with her to see if she thinks we’ve moved too fast? She says nothing, like me, she believes in actions speak louder than words. I’m happily satisfied with her answer when she teases me by slightly opening her thighs and showing me her pussy. An invitation she knows I can’t refuse, but before I accept, I grab us a drink.
Once we’re refreshed, I point out that I have something important to do… And find myself between her thighs, my tongue sweeping in-between her soft folds, lets her know my intentions and she grabs my hair with her fingers as my tongue slides into her opening.
She gasps and pulls wildly, as it buries deep in her. My thumb swishes against her nub tipping her over the edge and I taste the first of her cum. She moans, as do I. I feel my cock harden with every lick I make. My body shakes involuntary with the excitement. Her hips slightly buck, as she lifts her bottom up. My tongue runs along her folds, in a teasing motion, as her body jolts with tingles. I know what she wants, so I oblige with my tongue teasing her star. It’s driving her nuts, she’s wet, cuming hard, it’s the perfect opportunity to slip a finger in. She reacts immediately, with a soft like purr. She’s in overdrive, my tongue licking and swirling and a finger in the stink as they say. She’s a fucking wildcat, gagging now for my cock. I kneel up and watch her as I continue to finger her arse, sliding two in the pink, my thumb still on her nub as I vary the speed and motion of my hand. She pulls on her nipples, her teeth drag on her bottom lip and she cums
hard. With my free hand I grab my rock hard cock and wank it while I watch. My crown glistens with the pre cum. She can’t get enough of my cock, her mouth opening wide for me to run my crown over her eager tongue.
“Ah ah,” I tease as I pull my cock away from her hungry mouth. “Tell me you want me to cum in you,” I growl primally. I’m ready to blow my load. “Tell me…” I command. She whimpers with her want, so I pull my two fingers out of her opening and replace them with my pulsating cock. I still keep one in her star.
She’s enjoying it too much to deprive her of it. I’m trying my damnedest not to cum in her, there and then. It’s hard not to, especially as her hips are gyrating now. She is prime for my cum and with an enormous primal roar, I release my load deep in her, I find myself whimpering after, which is surprising to me. My body trembles with the exhilaration. I want more fucking, even though I know it’s going to take a while for me to re-load the gun, so to speak. Fuck it, it’s a perfect opportunity for some anal. Seeing as she’s well and truly up for it. Before she even realises, I’ve quickly flipped her over onto her stomach. She’s cottoned on and is raising her arse up slightly. I slide my hand in between her thighs and resume my two in the pink and one in the star. I make sure she’s well lubricated with her cum as I line my crown up to her star and slowly enter her arse.
“Mmmmm,” I growl, as I inch my way into her arse slowly. It’s so fucking tight, I love it. I have to stop myself from just slamming my cock right up there. I reach down for her nub and tease it, with every push my hips make. It’s so tight that I have to make little, unhurried nudges, as I slowly draw my cock back and forth. She moans, I can feel her clenching, tightening around me with every advance my cock makes and then it happens, my cock glides back and forth without any resistance. I try and keep going for as long as I can, especially having to fight natural droopage after just cuming. The reservoir needs refilling, so to speak.
Spent, I pull out of her and fall down next to her on the bed unable to move. My body tingles from head to toe. It’s so sensitive at the moment, if she touched me anywhere, I would jolt and writhe, as though she was tickling me. Breathlessly I return her kisses, gasping for air between each one. I joke that we should have met sooner, which gets a chuckle from her.
We spend the rest of the day pottering around the log cabin, naked of course, who need clothes on a honeymoon?
I ask her if she would have preferred to be wearing a bikini in the glorious sunshine. Pointing out to her, that we can do that anytime she wants. But she smiles and shakes her head saying no, here is perfect and I have to agree with her.
Chapter Three
We’ve been in the log cabin for four glorious days. Don’t tell her, but I feel like a hollow man, she’s draining me dry.
I can’t believe how much of the bottled water we purchased for here, has gone? We’re not the type to drink the local water. I suggested we nip into the town. It’s a thirty minute car drive, but she doesn’t want to get dressed. Instead she wants to watch our wedding video. As I get dressed, she tries to entice me back to bed. I laugh as I fight to try and get ready, pulling on my trousers, telling her we don’t have enough water. She says we should have enough to last until tomorrow; we can go into town then? I laugh, I know she will pull the same stunt tomorrow and I tell her that I basically need the fluids because she’s running me dry. She laughs it off saying that she will drain the last drop from me.
It’s got to the point that I have to move away from her.
She’s declared that she’s staying in bed, protesting and going to do a ‘sit in’, like John Lennon and Yoko Ono. God I love that woman, she just gets me.
My intention was to go in for a kiss before I left. Aurora, however, had other ideas, which involved her giving me some absolutely amazing head. Of course, we end up making love, ensuring that we consume water, thus making my journey essential. I get dressed again and blow her a kiss and leave her watching our wedding video.
The drive is non eventful, with the exception of waiting at the rail crossing. Being from a city, you don’t get to experience something like this. I find myself singing along to the radio, incredibly, our song comes on; Bryan Adam’s ‘Heaven’. I find myself singing along, actually, I’m singing my heart out. I totally understand the words now with Aurora as my wife. I pull up to the local supermarket and park up. There are not many people around, but I’m sure that’s due to the cold weather. It seems to be colder in the countryside than the city. I suppose it’s due to us living on top of one another and the footprint we emit. Everyone out here lives with wide open, fantastic spaces. I grab a shopping trolley, walk in and potter around. I’m going to pick up some surprises for her. She loves dessert, so I find myself looking at their selection of cakes and pastries.
She’ll be delighted with these. I wonder around and find the water. I load a good few bottles. I didn’t expect us to have gone through our original batch so quickly. I pay at the checkout and leave, loading everything into the car.
On the drive back, I have an idea, it excites me enough that I floor it for a bit. I’m eager to share my idea and see her reaction to it. As I pull up to the log cabin, I can almost see her waiting at the window for me. A smile appears on her face and she drops the blanket, exposing her beautiful breasts. She’s being quite provocative and alluring. Her fingers beckon for me and then she teases her nipples. I unload the car and hurry inside. The cabin is wonderfully warm; the fire is still going, but barely.
“You’ve nearly let the fire go out?” I look over to her as I place the items down and head to the fire. I chuck in some kindle and a couple of logs. “There, that should do the trick.” She looks over at me feigning an innocent sorry, but I’m not mad at her, far from it. How could I be? Especially as she alluringly lies there, beckoning me to her. She parts her legs as she licks her bottom lip seductively. She knows what this does to me, as she instantly looks to my crotch. Saucy minx, she knew what it would do to my cock. I was already hard when I was parking the car. I laugh to myself as I walk over to the bed, slowly removing my clothes. By the time I join her on the bed, I’m as naked as she is, peppering her with soft kisses, asking her; “Did you miss me?” She says nothing, instead, she shows me by kissing me deeply.
As she does, she spreads her legs a little further, she wants satisfying. My hand goes to her breast, her nipple between my fingers. I tease it, resisting the urge to leave her divine mouth. Instead, I trail my fingers down her body to her soft folds and stoke them teasingly.
Suddenly, I have an idea; I remember the goodies I got for her. “Hold on a minute,” I break from her mouth. “I have a surprise for you.” I jump up and go to the table. I turn my back on her as I don’t want her to see just yet and pull out one of the boxed fresh cream cakes I got her. “Ta Da,” I hold it out, displaying it like a magicians assistant and make my way back to the bed and present it to her. She’s delighted, so much so, that she starts to stroke my cock… Her fingers tease it as she runs them along the length of my shaft. I can see a naughty look in her eyes and she doesn’t disappoint. As I hold the cake, the naughty minx dips my tip into the cream and starts to lick it off sensually. I kneel there, watching as this vixen teases the fuck out of my cock, with soft alluring strokes of her tongue. Then, she takes my cock between her lips and I watch, as my cock glides in and out of her perfect mouth. She’s taking me down into her throat deeper each time. Before I know it, my cock is plunging deep in her throat. I can see the outline of my cock every time it slips down there. It’s fucking unbelievable. She’s totally going for it and tipping me over the edge. Normally in a situation like this, I at least like to return the favour with my fingers, our cuming being unison. But I can’t fucking concentrate and she knows it.
I find myself pulling out of her mouth like it was on fire, trying my damnedest not to cum. I look down at her and she has the devil in her eyes.
“Right then,” I growl, putting down the cake. “What’s good for the goose and all that…” I tea
se as I move down and get between her legs.
I nudge them apart aggressively; she lets out an excited girly giggle. “I’ve come to seek my revenge,” I say with a glint in my eye, as I lift her thighs over my shoulders. She’s almost holding her breath with anticipation, waiting for the feel of my tongue teasing her. And being the good husband that I am, I don’t keep her waiting a second longer. She gasps with an “Mmmmm,” as my tongue caresses her folds. I tease her nub; my tongue swirls and taunts it. It doesn’t take long for her to start cuming, as I taste her. She grabs hold of my hair and tugs me into her, as she bucks and gyrates on my face. It the sign she makes when she wants me to slip my tongue in and fuck her with it. I happily oblige. She pulls me in harder, she wants it all. Another sign that she needs filling with my cock. I pull away from her sweet pussy. I crawl up to her, my tongue trailing and teasing as I reach her mouth. My tip is at her opening and she kisses me hard and passionately, as I enter her. We both let out a groan of pleasure, as my hips rock back and forth. My cock slides in and out of her pussy in perfect motion as I increase my speed. In unison we move together like a machine until I’m slamming into her. Driving my cock as far up her as I can.
She loves it when I hit that sweet spot and I fucking love the moaning and groaning she does when I’m doing it. Totally makes me want to cum. My crown is swollen in her, ready to shoot its creamy load. And I do, as her tongue entwines with mine.
We lay there; comfortably numb, in each other’s arms, the cake, well forgotten. I drift off to sleep listening to our wedding video playing in the background; it’s been a busy day so far.
We wake up in the afternoon. It’s wonderful how time disappears being here, mind you, in all fairness; time has slipped through my fingers like sand since we met. I love that about her, I’m a polar opposite to what I once was. The guy that would coyote his arm to get away. Not now, not with Aurora. It only goes to show how easy her company is, how easy our relationship is. It was the deciding factor for confirming she was the one. I haven’t thought about fucking anyone else since meeting her, which is totally not me.
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