I lay in bed next to Jared, my
face resting in the crook between his neck
and shoulder. Breaths coming regularly, my body pressing against
him with
each movement of my chest, I was content. Today we were man and
wife, a
married couple, something more adult than I’d ever imagined that I
would be.
I could hear the sound of the ocean waves crashing against the
sandy
beaches outside of our hotel room, our honeymoon just beginning.
“You awake, Sarah?” Jared asked, his face
twisting and my nook’s
availability gone. Looking up, I smiled sleepily at him.
“I love you,” I whispered, tightening my arms
around his torso and pulling
him in for a good morning kiss.
“I can’t believe we did it,” he whispered, his
voice filling my ears and
making me tingle all over. A soft laugh escaped my throat and I
threw a leg
over his waist, pushing my warm crevice against his hard leg.
“You’re my
wife now, you realize that?”
“And you’re my husband,” I said, snuggling
impossibly closer to him. His
lips were barely a hair away from mine, his sweet breath filling
my
nostrils. I closed my eyes and kissed him again, caressing the
soft lips
with the tip of my tongue. “Mine for ever and ever.”
“Until death us do part,” Jared agreed, rubbing
his nose against mine. “I
love you so much.”
“I love you too, angel,” I replied, opening my
mouth and kissing him again.
This time my tongue went further than his lips,
flicking the edges of his
white teeth and feeling their smoothness. His moan filled my
throat as he
succumbed to my tongue’s caresses, and underneath my bare leg I
felt his
groin stir. The lovemaking we’d had not six hours ago had already
been
forgotten, only a vague soreness between my legs serving as a
reminder of
the enthusiasm my husband had pumped in to me. Twisting my body a
bit,
releasing my arm from underneath his heavy weight, I pulled myself
atop him,
either leg on either side of his firm body, our lips still
connected as I
explored under the blankets with my recently freed hand.
“What’re you doing?” Jared asked, his voice
boyish as he smiled at me.
“Shhh...” I cooed. “This won’t hurt a bit.”
My fingers found his still growing member and
wrapped themselves around the
warm staff. Arching my back to get a good grip, I held tight to
his mouth
as I began to tease his cock. Beneath me Jared groaned, once
again filling
my body with his deep voice as he pushed his hips up towards mine,
pushing
his cock into the palm of my hand, an artificial orifice created
by my
fingers.
“You’re so warm,” I teased, squeezing the head
of his cock lightly between
my fingers and thumb. I felt a drop of hot liquid on the tip of
my fingers,
and smiled as I moved further down his body.
When my lips separated from Jared, he moaned
again, throwing his head back.
I imagined that he closed his eyes as he
directed his face towards the
ceiling, but I couldn’t be sure. I didn’t care what he was doing
with his
eyes, all I cared about was the soft body I was sliding down, the
feeling
that the hot skin inspired on my body as I moved my face towards
his chest.
Jared gave a tiny jump when I put my mouth on
his breast, teasing the small,
hard nipple with my lips. Reminding myself of how mercilessly
Jared could
tease my own breasts, I nipped the nub playfully with my teeth,
squeezing it
softly.
“Sarah!” Jared said, his body practically
writhing underneath me. “What’re
you doing to me?”
I only chuckled and licked the nipple with my
tongue, tasting the sweat that
had seeped out the night before, a taste of our bodies combined in
lovemaking. Pulling my mouth away, I blew lightly on his nipple,
chilling
it and making it wrinkle before my eyes. In my hand, his cock
swelled
larger, pulsing against the palm of my hand as I continued to
stroke it
slowly.
Teasingly I pinched the foreskin, pulling it up over the swollen
head of
Jared’s cock. I was rewarded by another groan of pleasure from my
husband,
and smiling to myself I made my way further down his body.
Jared’s hands moved across my smooth back,
sending a tingle down my spine.
He felt my shiver, I was sure of it, and moved his hands up to my
shoulders,
practically pushing me the last few inches towards his cock.
The tip of his member was exposed through my
fingers, the rest of my hand
wrapped around the hot staff still pulling the skin up and down
with
regular, slow strokes. Smiling, I lowered my face towards the
dark head,
kissing it lightly with my lips. Jared’s tension was tangible,
the sour
taste of his arousal on the tip of his cock.
Enjoying the feel of the heat radiating from
Jared’s soft body, I rubbed the
side of my face against the head, teasing it with my skin before
letting my
lips at it again. Pursing them together, I kissed it noisily,
smiling to
myself when my husband thrust himself up towards my mouth.
“Not yet,” I teased, kissing him again and
moving my mouth down, past my
hand, between his legs where his scent was almost intoxicating.
Knowing my
intentions, Jared parted his legs, allowing my mouth access to the
sensitive
spot just below his balls.
My tongue darted out from between my lips,
tickling Jared’s wiry hairs,
pushing its way up his body and bisecting his warm balls. I could
feel them
pulsing on either side of my mouth as I traced my way up the bumpy
skin,
through the long, thick hairs, up to the base of his manhood,
where my
tongue began to trace circles around the thick staff of flesh.
Tickling my way up with the very tip of my
tongue, my mouth made its way
towards the head of my husband’s cock once again. My hand
released each
finger as my tongue arrived, closing around it nearly right again
to pull
the skin softly up and down.
Jared’s hands moved from my shoulders to my
hair, his fingers twisting their
way into the strands, his palms pressed against my ears making his
moans
muffled. I opened my mouth and taunted the thick head of his cock
with my
tongue, prodding the small hole there with my mouth, and Jared
finally
couldn’t stand any more teasing. Holding my head in place by the
hair, he
thrust upwards with his hips, penetrating my mouth and burying his
cock deep
in my throat.
My hand unwrapped from around his staff and
reached up to his wrist, tugging
on him, telling him silently that I would have it my way. With
apparent
reluctance, Jared’s grip on me eased, and I carefully pushed his
hands back
to my shoulders, where his fingers rubbed my muscles softly as I
continued
my work.
Slipping my mouth off of his cock, releasing it
from my throat, I began to
lick it softly again with the thick middle of my tongue.
Leisurely I drew
each lap, dragging the foreskin into my mouth, nibbling it softly
with my
lips before releasing him and starting again. He wasn’t getting
much
serious play, only teasing, and I could feel his body tensing with
every
taste I took of his flesh.
“Oh god, Sarah,” he moaned, pushing himself
upwards, trying to spear my
mouth again.
I moved back, thwarting his movements, chuckling
at him again.
“You want my mouth?” I taunted, thrusting the
tip of my tongue into the tiny
hole once more, relishing the sweet liquid gathering there.
“Please,” he whispered, his hands digging softly
yet frantically into my
flesh. “I want to be inside you...”
“Soon,” I promised, opening my mouth and taking
just the head inside.
I closed my lips around the thick flesh and
lapped at it inside my mouth,
twisting my tongue around it faster than before, darting into the
hole and
out, trying to coax every ounce of patience he had out of him.
When he
moaned and frantically began moving his hips underneath me, that’s
when I
knew I had him.
Taking a deep breath through my nostrils I
cleared my mind and allowed his
whole length into my hot mouth, sucking on him softly as I
swallowed him
whole.
The round head of his cock pushed at the back of
my throat and I had to
concentrate not to push it out. Taking deep breaths through my
nose I
fucked him fast with my face, making sure he didn’t have to do any
of the
work. He’d done enough of the work last night, and now it was my
turn to
make him feel good. I pulled my mouth off his staff and lowered
it quickly,
keeping the thrusts fast and regular, like the thrusts he’d pumped
into my
pussy last night. Imitating his own rhythm, I closed my eyes and
concentrated fully on replicating the sexual encounter of our
first night
together.
It didn’t take much before Jared was gripping my
hair again, not taking
control but more or less along for the ride as I moved swiftly up
and down
his cock. His body seemed to be vibrating underneath me, his
belly flexing
each time I dove down on his staff, his flesh quivering when I
pulled up. I
could feel it with my mouth, feel the surges flowing through the
thick flesh
between my lips as I pulled and pushed and thrust. His climax
came almost
right away, much sooner than I would have imagined, hot cum
shooting out of
the tip of his dick and coating my throat. Surprised, I moved
off, only to
get a spurt on my face.
When he relaxed again, I crouched above his
organs, panting for breath. My
eyes were still shut, my face warm where the sticky cum had coated
it, and
my lips were parted.
“You’re wonderful, Sarah,” Jared murmured,
grabbing me around the waist and
pulling me up to him.
Even with his cum on my face he nuzzled me,
kissing my lips and pulling my
body close to his.
“I love you, baby,” I smiled, tentatively
opening my eyes and looking at
him.
“I think this is the beginning of a beautiful
friendship,” Jared said,
smiling back at me.
I giggled and nuzzled closer.