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I married my college sweetheart
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I married my college sweetheart Here's a story I wrote a while back and thought some of you might like it: I am married to my college sweetheart, Therese. She’s a 6’ tall shapely Italian with long, silky, dark hair and enchanting blue eyes. Her bronze legs accentuate her firm, Latin-like bubble butt. The deep brown pinky-fingertip- sized nipples top off her soft, perfectly shaped 36c cup upturned breasts. We’ve been happily married for nearly 6 years. Our intimate life was great to start off with at first, as with all newlyweds. But with my hectic work schedule, and after we lost our firstborn 3 years ago, the flame has faded to an ember. She still pleases me if I ask, but I haven’t been able to bring her to orgasm for a couple years now. Today’s our anniversary and I ask Therese to take the afternoon off and I’ll meet her at home for lunch. After she left in the morning for her job, I tidied up the house and put brand new white silk sheets on the bed. I scatter white rose petals from the front door to the bedroom and red ones all over the bed along with a white Victoria’s Secret form fitting silk nightgown. A box of Ghirardelli chocolate truffles and bottle of iced Dom Perignon on are on the bed stand, with a bottle of massage oil warming in the potpourri pot of water and more rose petals. I’ve been reading several books, researched the internet’s Kinsey Institute site and even contacted several therapists just for this day, in hopes that I can make it “explosive” for my beautiful wife. When I get home Therese is standing in the doorway wearing the nightie and obviously nothing else. I can see the outline of her diamond studded belly button ring, surrounded by incredible abs leading down to the smoothly shaved rise of her womanhood. The sheer silk fabric can barely contain her already rock hard nipples. I am immediately aroused at the sight of my beautiful angel! She grabs me, and with watery eyes, tells me how surprised she was and how much she loves me. The flowery pheromone based perfume she is wearing along with the hint of her own muskiness overwhelms me, as she cradles my head between her soft hands and passionately kisses me. I am completely aroused, and hard as a rock as she breaks the kiss and leads me by the hand to the bedroom. She has added to the ambiance by lighting at least a dozen rose scented candles. Therese pushes me back on the bed. When I try to object & explain I want it special for her she reaches under her nightie and swipes an index finger along her wet slit , then raises it to my lips and says, “shhhhh!” She then unbuckles my Dockers and pulls them off. As she cradles & squeezes my scrotum, she slowly goes down on my erection. It doesn’t take long watching her bright red lipstick enhanced mouth enveloping my now throbbing manhood as her long soft silky hair caresses my loins before I erupt. Therese continues until my throbbing and convulsing subside before she comes off my now flaccid penis and crawls up beside me on the bed. She throws an arm across my chest and long athletic leg across my midriff. The warmth of her body, her beautiful bright blue eyes smilingly staring into mine, the combination of her enticing aromas, the heat I feel between her thighs, and mostly the love I feel from her heart, has my “interest” stirred in no time. This time I tell her it’s her turn. I pour us each a flute of Dom Perignon and feed her a few Ghirardelli truffles. I lift her to a standing position and slowly ease the spaghetti straps off her tanned shoulders as I softly kiss the velvety nape of her neck and ear lobes. The coos that originated under her breath escape with a sigh. After my personal Victoria’s Secret Angel steps out of her white lingerie, I pick her up and carry her back to the rose covered bed and lay her on her belly. I tell her to close her eyes and relax. The rose scented massage oil is perfectly warmed. From about 18” above her sculpted body, I drizzle oil droplets, one at a time, from her neck down her spine to the crack of her luscious butt. She shivers with goose bumps and moans as each drop reached her sensuous skin. I slowly massage her shoulders, as I intermittently kiss her neck. Again she coos as she leans into the kisses. Gently I massage and kiss my way down the small of her back to her waist. As I rub the oil out of her downy lined butt crack, I slightly firmer, knead her bubble butt cheeks. She raises it off the bed to press harder against my hands. I gingerly massage her bleached and waxed anus. She moans again as her sweet sexiness wafts appreciatively upward. I inhale it and smile. Her thighs and calf are athletic and taut, so I squeeze them more intensely. Therese’s feet are as gorgeous as the rest of her but very ticklish, so I avoid them. However I can’t pass on the chance to quickly suck one of her toes and make her squeal. She quickly rolls over in response, which I’d hoped she’d do. I sheepishly apologize and lay her on her back. This time I put the oil in my hands and begin to cup her left breast. As I caress it, I kneel down beside her and kiss her already hard nipple. The light pinkish-brown areola hardens as well. I alternate between her incredible breasts until she is softly panting and pressing my mouth harder against them. Her ribs and abs receive the same gentle massage. Her diamond studded belly button rises and lowers with her increased breathing, inviting a few kisses. I can now tell she is anticipating me kissing her dewy lady lips, but I don’t. I massage the outer part of each long supple leg, then slowly make my way up the inside of them stopping at her groin. I tenderly bend each leg upward and apart exposing her incredible womanhood. Again she expects me to perform oral on her, and again I don’t. I brush two fingers across her moistness. She quivers. I begin to massage the 3” muscle that connects her groin to her butt cheeks. A muscle many men don’t even know exists. She is now cooing loudly. She is absolutely soaked. I go to her “taint” muscle and roll my thumb in circles over it then back to the small groin muscle on the other side. She raises herself to her elbows and watches in pleasure. I tell her to lay back and see if I can take her to a place long since a vague memory. Unbeknownst to her I am going t try to find her “Graffenburg spot” (G-spot) – what I’ve been studying to find. Now with legs spread farther, I begin t kiss the same 3” muscles, taint and anus I had just massaged. She lunges her moistness forward as I kiss her glistening, engorged pencil eraser sized clitoris. She moans and her lady lips part on their own in anticipation of my hot and anxious mouth. I softly kiss her inner and outer vulvae but intentionally avoid her clitoris. I make this last at least 5 minutes, when I finally give my full attention to her “rose bud”. My face is covered in her sweet juices as her clit stretches farther and farther out of its hood with each buzz of my tongue. Now to put all my new learning to test…I lift her legs high into the air and grab two pillows. I lift her butt off the bed and put the pillow under it. I tell her to rest her feet on my shoulders as I again slide back between her thighs. I made sure to get a close manicure earlier in the day so I wouldn’t hurt her. I slowly insert my middle finger palm up into her dripping wetness. I slowly curl my finger forward in an “come here” motion feeling the small fleshy nub deep inside her front vaginal wall. With a bit more pressure I continue the “come here motion” as a lean back into her and lick her clitoris again. In less than minutes I hear Therese start to pant and see her abs rise and fall more quickly now.. Soon her voice and inner walls quiver in unison like I’ve never seen before. She grinds against my face and finger so hard I thought she might break my nose, and in a geyser like explosion, she screams in ecstasy amid thralls of an orgasm that lasts at least a full minute as her vagina pulsates and squirts her juices all over me. The likes, very few women ever experience. We continue long into the night fucking in every position possible. I have no idea how many times she came, but over the night I ended up coming 4 times until the fifth was shooting air. My preparation has been worth it – to return my angelic sweetheart to her pre-traumatic sensuality – and beyond anything she’s ever expected. She deserved it! |
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