Marie said, “You should have.” Trying so hard to believe the words that Brent said, Marie could not imagine seeing herself that way.
Brent went on to say, “I didn’t want to date anyone else because I felt that you were the one that was meant for me. I had no idea how you felt about me.”
Marie said, “I always felt that way about you, Brent. I would sit in the progress meetings on Tuesdays, and daydream about you and me being together. I thought it was just a stupid fantasy.”
“This is my greatest fantasy come true, with you lying next to me like this. I never imagined it could ever happen,” Brent said.
“Mine too,” said Marie.
He rolled over on top of her passionately kissing her. Brent’s tongue then explored her body, not missing an inch. He found her taste and scent to be intoxicating. He started at her neck and worked his way down, pushing her wrists together above her head. Brent took his time moving slowly. Her supple breasts and erect nipples were so sensitive, and he gradually worked his way down to her belly, kissed her quivering mound and tasted her bald wetness. She had never really experienced that sensation before, and was a little shocked at the feeling. He was doing exactly the things that she liked the best.
He made little circles with his tongue and put his finger inside her caressing her G-spot. Brent, somehow, knew exactly how to please her. Brent stared into her eyes with his head between her thighs, tasting her incredible wetness. She moaned in ecstasy as he continued, until she squeezed down on his finger inside her and had an incredible orgasm. No man had ever made her feel that way. But most of all she wanted him to be pleased. “I want to feel you inside me,” Marie said, in passionate desperation.
He straddled her right thigh and pulled her left leg up against his chest. “What is he doing?” Marie thought. He kissed her passionately and she tasted her sticky sweetness in Brent’s wispy beard. He pressed his hardness against her. She was wetter than she ever had been, not exactly knowing what to anticipate. When he gently pushed his hardness into her, she moaned loudly. She had never felt a feeling like this, and her eyes began to well up with tears, overwhelmed with emotion. Brent was so big, and she felt as though she could not take him all.
She felt an orgasm in every gentle, yet powerful, thrust. Brent was so big and strong, and his hands were so strong. It turned her on how he was so gentle with her small frame. She secretly fantasized about him being rough with her though, and having his way with her. “I wish he would do it harder,” Marie thought, as she was fantasizing about Brent taking her roughly. She felt his body shudder, and she knew by the throbbing inside her. She pulled the pillow over her face and let out a muffled scream in uncontrollable ecstasy.
He rolled her over on her back and looked into her eyes. He passionately kissed her as she felt him inside her. Gentle thrust after gentle thrust, she felt his powerful muscles. At that moment, they knew they were meant for each other. Marie felt his body stiffen and his hardness throbbing inside her, and she knew Brent was close. All of his pent-up sexual desire was about to be released. He tried to pull away, but she reached her hands around his buttocks, pulled him to her and nodded her head and whispered, “I want to feel it inside me.” That put Brent over the edge, and then he moaned louder than she had ever heard.
She watched his eyes in total suspense as Brent’s throbbing hardness was about to explode. “I love you Marie!” Brent said, as she felt his body shake. She felt his hardness throbbing and felt his hot wetness splash inside against her, and rolled her eyes in a total and different kind of ecstasy, nothing like she had ever felt before. She was on the pill so she wasn’t worried, but part of her wished that she wasn’t. All that she wanted at that moment was to fantasize about his baby. To fantasize about Brent’s love growing inside her. He collapsed into her arms and she tasted his salty sweat. They fell asleep together.
A year later, Marie was staring out the window. She was thinking about Brent. She glanced down to see her sparkling wedding band, and gently caressed her swollen belly. Her wedding was so perfect, and Brent was so sincere with his handwritten vows. She was finally Marie Miller, her ultimate fantasy now reality. She counted the hours until Brent came home, she had quit her job to be a full-time mom. She looked at the clock and laid down on the bed and let her hand wander thinking about Brent. She drifted off into ecstasy.