The Surprise Visit
Preface
This is the fourth part of the continuing saga of Brooke and Brad. After their stay at Pine Lake and their honeymoon in Hawaii they embark on a new life with their new friends. On their first assignment things go a little awry, but ultimately work out. Now they are back on Maui and enjoying the time off from their new jobs. I recommend reading the first three sagas. Couples Camp, Honeymoon in Hawaii and The Island of Anguilla.
A word of warning, most of my stories contain elements of cuckolding, chastity, BDSM, and sharing. Some contain elements of consensual non consent and extreme situations that some might find disturbing. Everything I describe is pure fantasy. I hope you enjoy.
Chapter 3
I was just waking up; the sun was peaking in the open window as the island breeze tousled the curtains. I lay there alone in bed thinking about the last few days. Kim, Michelle, and Eva had been dragging me around the island keeping me busy. We had gotten our nails and hair done, gone shopping for a few new outfits and even bought a few pairs of shoes. I was kept occupied so I wouldn’t focus on the obvious absence of Nick. Everyone knew I was disappointed he wasn’t around and felt horribly lonely without him. Ever since the party the other night I found myself thinking of Nick even more.
Brad was occupied by his normal routine every day. I had come home late a few nights with the girls to find him already asleep, and he was always gone by the time I woke up in the morning. We really hadn’t talked about what had happened at the party or how either of us felt about it, but both of us could tell something was different.
I got out of bed and took a shower, the whole time wondering when Nick would finally be back. I wanted nothing more than to see him and just feel his touch again. I got dressed and paused as I started to put on panties. I knew how much Nick liked me without them and somehow thought if I left them off, he might magically appear.
I went downstairs to start my day and there in the kitchen was Kim.
“Morning sexy.” Kim cheerfully exclaimed as she handed Brooke a cup of coffee.
“Just the way you like it, cream and sugar.”
“Oh thanks.” I thankfully responded.
I’m not much of a morning person so I really didn’t have much to say. I graciously took the hot pick me up and headed for the pool side breakfast seating. I sat there sipping on my drink taking in the beauty of the perfect Maui morning when Kim came over and sat at the table across from me.
“I have a surprise for you.” She announced.
I lit up like a kid on Christmas morning. I knew. I just knew.
“He’s on his way and should be here in a few hours.”
I was instantly invigorated. I no longer needed a cup of coffee to wake me up. I wanted to run to the airport and wait on the runway for his plane to land.
“I know what you’ve been going through, and I know how hard it is.” Kim continued.
“I did something special for you to show you how much I understand. I booked you a room at the Ritz Carlton Kapalua.”
I was a little confused. Why would she book me a room away from the house? I wanted to see Nick, not run off on a second honeymoon with Brad. Then I thought about it. She wanted to get me out of the way so she could spend time with Nick alone.
“Take the limo to pick him up at the airport and take it straight to the resort.” Kim added.
“What? You want me to go pick Nick up? “I asked confused.
“Don’t you want to? I figured you would love some time with him, especially considering he’s been gone, and you haven’t had any… you know… attention lately.”
“Well yeah, I just figured you would want to spend time with him. Considering he’s your husband.” I responded still surprised she would offer this situation to me.
“You two go have fun.” Was all, Kim replied as she got up from the table.
“His plane should land by noon.” She added as she walked into the house and out of sight.
I was in shock yet filled with joy. I was so surprised I barely knew how to react. I was confused why Kim didn’t care if I was with him yet overcome with excitement at the prospect of having him all to myself. I took a few more sips of my coffee as the reality of the situation set in. I looked at my phone and it was already ten, so I only had two hours until his plane landed and the airport was almost a half hour from the house. I had a little over an hour to get my things together for an overnight at the hotel and doll myself up for his arrival.
I rushed upstairs and grabbed a small bag of things. I tossed some extra clothes and a few different pair of shoes in a bag not knowing what he would want to do that evening. Maybe we would go somewhere fancy, maybe he would just want to lay at the pool. I didn’t know and wanted to be prepared for whatever he wanted to do. I did my makeup and hair and tossed a few overnight provisions and my makeup case in the bag with the clothes, and I was ready to go. I couldn’t help but smile to myself when I thought back to getting dressed earlier. Something told me to leave off the panties today and look what magically happened. I grabbed my small suitcase and headed downstairs to the waiting limo.
“Airport ma’am?” The driver asked, holding the door open for me.
“Yes please.” I responded as I climbed into the back and took my seat.
The moment the door slammed close I started to feel my heart race. I was overjoyed at the thought of Nick’s embrace when he saw me, but also feared he might be disappointed it was me and not Kim. I could hear the beating of my heart over the sound of the engine as it started, and my face felt flushed by the time we pulled out of the driveway. “Keep it together Brooke.” I said to myself. Trying to calm my nerves.
I tried to distract myself on the short ride to the airport but had little success. All that kept running through my head was how his hand felt against my skin and how his cock felt in my mouth. I could feel the anticipation moistening my bare crotch and felt a tinge of embarrassment hoping the driver wouldn’t notice. Lucky for me the partition window was up and there was no chance he knew I was bare down there.
We pulled up along the edge of the runway near the private hanger Michelle had and waited for Nick’s jet to touch down. The moment I saw the plane taxi past us and into the hanger I felt the pattering of my heart swell and felt the hard thump nearly burst through my chest. I couldn’t even wait for the driver to open my door. I threw the door open and rushed to his plane. I didn’t want another minute to pass without seeing him.
“Brooke!” Nick yelled as the plane door opened.
Before I could even respond Nick had quickly made his way down the steps and wrapped his arms around me.
“I missed you so much baby.” He murmured.
I was speechless. I was so overwhelmed with emotions I was seconds away from breaking out in tears. I felt as if my long-lost love had found me after years of searching. It was only a few days but something about his presence was filling a huge hole in my soul. I think he sensed my emotional overload and hugged me even tighter.
“Look at me, have you held up your promise?” He softly asked as he held my face with his strong hands.
“Oh god yes. I haven’t been with Brad since you asked me to stop.”
“What about at the party?” He probed.
Oh, shit that’s right he knew about the party and Kim probably told him the details of what happened.
“Well yeah, I went to the party. But Kim told me you were ok with it. I didn’t have sex with anyone though. I promise I saved myself for you.” I pleaded.
Nick held my face still and smiled at me.
“No one fucked you, but I heard you did some fucking.” Nick laughed.
Before I could respond he pressed his lips to mine and passionately kissed me. It was as if he was telling me he knew everything and was ok with it. I quickly melted and forgot all about our conversation. I was turning into mush right there in the hanger.
I could still taste his kiss as we got into the limo. My nerves were settled and all I could think of now was how lucky I was to have him next to me. I wanted to feel him against me, he was my security blanket, my safe harbor, my everything. The feel of his leg next to mine held my attention. I was singularly focused on him and nothing else. I didn’t even realize we were already on the road to the hotel when he leaned over and kissed me again.
I felt completely possessed as his tongue swirled around in my mouth. I felt as if we had spent the last week in some intricate game of fourplay and I was ill equipped to resist anything he wanted of me. I would have done anything he wanted to spend just one more second in his loving embrace.
We made out in the limo on the ride to the Ritz. I couldn’t tell how long it was, but it wasn’t long enough. I didn’t want to let go of him if even for a moment.
We stepped out of the limo and were met by a hotel representative.
“Mr. Johnson your room is ready, and I’ll have your bags brought to you right away.”
Mr. Johnson? I was surprised at the revelation. I realized this was the first time I had heard Nick’s last name. All this time and I hadn’t even known it. Johnson, I thought. Nick Johnson. I kept repeating it over and over in my head. Then I did the unthinkable, the typical schoolgirl thing. I imagined what it would be like if I was his wife. Brooke Johnson, I thought to myself. Nick and Brooke Johnson.
I felt guilty for thinking of myself with a different last name. I was married to a wonderful man, my husband, Brad Simmons, and I was his wife, Brooke Simmons. My guilt was quickly replaced by pride when Nick took my hand in his and led me through the hotel entrance. I could tell other women were looking at us as we walked past. They were looking at him and wished they could have what I had. I caught a few harsh glimpses of the women that were just jealous.
“We need to get in that pool right now.” Nick exclaimed as we strutted past the water and on to our villa.
I couldn’t believe it. It was the exact same villa Brad and I had stayed in on our honeymoon. Did Nick know that? What would he think if I told him? Would he be upset with me for bringing it up or could it jeopardize what I was hoping would be us making love soon on the same bed I spend my first night as Brad’s wife in? All my questions were put at ease when he pushed the door open.
“You should recognize this.” Nick exclaimed.
He knew everything. He knew this had been my honeymoon suit and he knew I was worried about how he would react to that.
“I asked for this room on purpose.” Nick revealed.
I didn’t understand why he would do that but didn’t spend much time concerning myself with why. All I worried about was pleasing him and trying to earn his affection. A few seconds later our luggage arrived and was placed in the bedroom for us. I pulled back the curtains and looked out the sliding door at the waves as they rolled onto shore. I recalled the last time I saw this view and felt conflicted again. I was here with Nick this time, but my mind was still remembering the time here with Brad. I was still married to him and although he was ok with me spending time with Nick, he might not have felt the same way if he knew I was in OUR room with him. I wanted to enjoy my time with Nick and not worry about how Brad felt. I needed to know if he was ok with it or the guilt I felt would interfere with what could be the greatest experience of my life.
“Let’s go down to the pool.” Nick announced as he pulled his swim trunks out of his bag.
I was glad I had thought to bring my swimsuit. I pulled it from my bag and headed towards the bathroom to change.
“Where are you going? “Nick questioned me.
“I’m going to put my suit on.” I responded.
“I would rather watch you put it on in here.” He declared.
I felt a little coy and yet flattered. I felt as if I had never undressed in front of a man before. I didn’t want to disappoint him and yet he was the one that requested it. I knew what I had to do. I needed to make it as sexy a show as possible. I shot him a sexy smile and slid one strap of my dress off my shoulder. I gyrated and swayed my hips as if I was dancing to music in a strip club. I wanted to impress him and make him proud. I put on a show as I dropped my dress onto the floor and exposed myself to him. I was glad I had removed my bra earlier and had gone to pick him up wearing nothing extra. He liked me braless and pantyless and there I stood both.
“Your so sexy.” Nick confessed with a sly smile.
I slid on my black single piece and stood there waiting for the show I expected from him. To my dismay he turned his back to me and dropped his slacks. He slid his underwear to the floor and his swimsuit into place without exposing much of himself to me.
“You my dear are going to have to wait just a little bit longer.”
I could see the bulge in his suit, and it made me wild with desire. He was a master of teasing, and I was wound up like a ball of rubber bands ready to snap. I swear the mere thought of his cock brought me close to the edge of ecstasy.
I took Nick’s outstretched hand and felt his energy flow through me. He grasped my hand firmly and led me out into the afternoon sun.
We spent the afternoon in and out of the pool, taking time out at the poolside bar for a drink now and then. By evening time, we were both hungry and decided to go back to the room to get dressed for dinner. Once again, I was glad, I had planned for multiple possibilities and had a dress that was fitting of the Ritz Carlton’s fine dining.
We had a lovely dinner where we reconnected and flirted with each other. He was a master of flirtation and made me feel so desirable it was crazy. I made long eye contact while he spoke and listened intently when he spoke. He complimented me more than once about my appearance and how much he loved to look at me. We sat next to each other and the whole time he had his hand on my knee.
“I have a little surprise for you.” Nick announced at the end of dinner.
I thought he might have pre-ordered something special for desert or maybe was having flowers brought to the table to give me. I was kind of right about both things. I was utterly stunned when I saw Brad approaching our table with a bouquet of flowers. I felt a rush of adrenaline triggering my fight or flight response and for a split second considered running away. I didn’t think Brad could handle the romantic situation his wife was in with another man. It was one thing to engage in kinky sexual behavior in front of him but to have him see another man look at me like this and have me look at another man the way I knew I looked at Nick, I thought would be too much for him.
“These are for you ma’am” Brad said as he handed me a dozen red roses.
“I hope you like them.” Nick whispered as he kissed me on the cheek.
I noticed the card that was attached and opened it to reveal the message scrolled on its slip. I wanted tonight to be as special for you as your honeymoon. Love Nick.
The flowers and card where from Nick Not Brad. Brad was just the delivery boy, and his passive demeaner indicated he was reliving his lakeside training. I remember the first night Brad served Nick and I at the cabana restaurant. He was timid and frail and neither of them knew what was going to happen over the next month. But tonight, he was much more confident and surer of himself. He pulled up a chair and took a seat.
“I hope you two are having a good time.” Brad said as he pulled, he scooted his chair forward.
I sat there silently as Nick and Brad had a conversation. I couldn’t tell you what it was about, I was too busy going over all the conflicting feelings rolling around in my head. I felt as if I was cheating on my husband and yet thrilled at the firm hand on my knee. I was silently screaming inside. Running around in my head like a teenager who had a party and their parents got home early. I wanted Brad to go and yet felt I needed to apologize to him at the same time.
I was snapped out of my head and back to the table when Nick slid his hand up my leg and to my bare pussy. His hand was stealthily rubbing me as he continued his conversation with Brad. I felt so naughty and yet so sexy as the two men went on. I was on fire with desire for Nick and his hand was fanning the flames that had been smoldering for so long.
“I Would like to make love to your wife Brad. I don’t want to fuck her like others have, but I want to make love to her.”
Listening to Nick talk like this only added to my arousal. He wasn’t mean or disrespectful in any way, he was simply making it clear what he wanted to do.
“I don’t care how you feel about it, but I do care how Brooke feels. I don’t want her to feel guilty about cheating on her husband or hold back because she is afraid how you will treat her going forward. I want her to be free to give herself to me completely and I don’t want your relationship to interfere with that in any way. Do you understand?” Nick said, frankly.
I was turned on by Nick’s respectful yet demanding demeaner. He wasn’t at all shy about his desire to make love to me and I wanted nothing more. The fact he was talking like this to my husband was at first disconcerting but the longer it went the less I really cared what Brad thought anyway. I still loved him, after all he was my husband, but something had changed between us. Watching him lick up the nasty cum of other men from me and allowing his ass to be used the way it was changed the way I saw him.
I had always felt thankful he was willing to share me with others. I felt he shared me out of pride. But now I saw him in a different light. I wasn’t sure how things had changed but it had, and I didn’t look at him the same. Brad had a concerned look on his face. I could tell he was starting to worry about how far he had allowed things to go with Nick. He knew his opportunity to stop it had long since passed and now he would have to deal with the situation as it stood. There was no way I was going to stop Nick. I wanted him as much as he wanted me and nothing Brad said at this point was going to change my mind.
“That’s why I asked you here tonight, Brad. I want you to help put your wife at ease. She wants this as much as I do, and I know she will be much more at ease if you both show and tell her how much you support her decision to be with me. It’s not going to be like when she was with other men. Like I said I don’t want to just fuck her. I want to make love to her and that might be a much more difficult thing for both of you to deal with.” Nick continued.
“Have you ever watched her kiss another man? I’m not talking about some man shoving his tongue in her mouth. I’m talking about her kissing someone she has real feelings for. Someone she wants to give herself to. Someone she knows wants to make love to her all night and never let her go.”
I looked at Nick as he explained and felt the passion he was describing. He had me so wet I would have cleared the table and laid naked for all to see if he wanted. I wanted everything he described, and I was anxious for it to happen now. Rather than strip off my clothes and lay naked on the table I decided instead to act on my feelings by giving him the passionate kiss he depicted.
I felt the warmth of his lips and the soft tangling of our tongues as he supported my chin and gently touched my cheek with his firm hand. I felt myself floating on a cloud of helpless desire. I wanted him to control my every fiber. I wanted to entrust him with everything I had.
“Do you like watching your beautiful wife kiss me?” Nick Questioned.
But before nick could answer Brooke interjected.
“He may like watching you kiss me, but not as much as I love kissing you.”
I leaned in to prove to Nick how much I loved his lips, and he took the que. He started kissing me again even more passionately than before. I was lost in his world as we made out like two new lovers who just couldn’t keep their hands to themselves. Our tongues danced with one another oblivious to the rest of the world.
I felt Nick’s hand move up my thigh and push my dress aside. My body reacted to his touch and opened like the automatic doors at a grocery store. I felt his fingers as they approached my moistened opening gently stroking my skin. I was so glad he didn’t like me wearing panties, they would only get in the way. I felt myself falling into his control and I loved it. I loved the way he parted me and slid inside. The way he pushed his fingers deeper as he pressed his lips to mine. I felt myself melt even further as my pussy coated his fingers.
I felt so empty as Nick pulled his fingers from me. He lifted his hand up from under the table and held them to his nose.
“Your wife’s pussy smells so good. Can you smell that, Brad?” Nick chuckled.
I couldn’t even hear the response Brad offered over the sound of Nick sucking the juice from his glistening fingers.
“It tastes even better Brad. Too bad you aren’t going to be getting any of this.”
“Honestly I don’t know how you can give this up.” Nick said, sounding a bit baffled.
I couldn’t help but wonder the same thing. How could my husband sit quietly by and allow another man to seduce me? I knew he was a pervert and got off on watching me have sex with other men, but this was different. I had real feelings for Nick, and we all knew it.
“Well regardless, she’s mine tonight. I appreciate you delivering the flowers and all, but you need to leave us alone now.” Nick politely demanded.
Brad had a worried look on his face as he silently got up from the table. I think he saw the excitement in my face when I heard Nick send him away. I felt bad for Brad, I knew how much he liked to watch me have sex with others, but I really wanted tonight to be something different. I was overjoyed that Nick wanted the same.
I couldn’t help but watch as Brad walked away rejected. I felt bad for him but not just for his disappointment at not being included. I felt bad for him as a man. With everything that had happened in the last few weeks I was really starting to question his masculinity. I even questioned my own feelings for him and where they were going.
Nick ordered us a Crème Brulé and we sat there talking about what he wanted to do the next day. He teased that we would both be too tired to do much and maybe should just plan on staying in bed all day. I laughed at his jokes and listened to the details of his trip back to the Lake, but honestly all I could think about was getting back to the room and getting into his bed.
We were walking back from the restaurant and passing the pool and I thought back to the first night I was at this resort. I ended up sucking Max in the hot tub right in front of Brad. He was such a pervert he couldn’t even go one day without seeing me with another man. But not tonight. Tonight, I was with a man who made it clear he didn’t want to share me in any way.
I felt so safe as he led me to our villa. He held my hand and guided me past the watery playground. I could feel my heart racing once again at the prospect of being in private with him. I recapped everything I remembered of his body and how I longed to taste it once again. I imagined the soft head of his cock in my mouth and the feel of his firm muscles against my body. I leaned closer to him pushing my face closer to his neck. I wanted to smell his skin and let his cologne permeate my senses.
Nick was such a gentleman, he made me feel like a queen. He held the villa door open for me, and placed his hand gently in the small of my back to welcome me in. I was so touched by what I saw. The room was lit by candles that had been scattered around both the living room area and bedroom area of the condo. He must have had someone come light all the candles while we were at dinner. What a romantic thing to do, I thought. It made me feel so tranquil in such a safe place. That’s why I was so startled when he pushed me up against the wall holding my hands firmly over my head and pinning them.
Nick kissed me with all the passion of a soldier returning home from battle. He couldn’t even wait another twenty feet to get me into the bedroom. The door was just clicking closed behind us as his tongue explored my helpless mouth. I felt the pressure of his chest against mine as he pressed against me. I wanted him to lift my dress up and take me right there, but he didn’t. Instead of succumbing to his carnal desire and jamming himself into me right then, he released his hands from mine and ran them sensually down my arms.
His fingertips sent shivers down my spine as they traced their way past my breasts and down my sides. One hand came to rest on my hip as the other continued its journey to my rear. I wrapped my arms around his neck and clasped my hands together to prevent his escape. I didn’t want anything to pull him away from me now. Nick responded by pulling me up and towards him, as he continued to probe my desire with his tongue.
If I wasn’t already boiling over with desire, I was now. For the first time in my life, I was self-conscious of the passion dripping from between my legs. I could feel the juice escaping from my uncovered pussy. I wanted him to touch me there, but I was afraid what he would think when he found it so overwhelmed. I could smell my scent as it mixed with the lavender smoke swirling around in the room and thought to myself, Nick could surely smell it too.
I wanted to feel his heaving chest unobstructed, I wanted to feel his bare skin against mine. As Nick continued massaging my tongue with his and kneading my ass, I feverishly began unbuttoning his shirt. I couldn’t wait another second to get this man naked and inside me. I was turning into an obsessed mad woman. I felt like I was melting and at the same time as if I was going to explode out of my own skin. He was like a chef, and I was like a boiling pot of water about to explode all over the stove.
I undid the last button on his shirt and pulled the tails free of his pants. I rushed my hands past the silky fabric and onto his tight muscular chest. I could feel his heart beating like a war drum. He was the epitome of a man. He was kind and respectful but knew what he wanted and wasn’t afraid to go for it. He was strong and confident yet not a bully. He commanded respect rather than demanding it. I couldn’t imagine anyone in this world better than Nick in any way.
As much as I enjoyed the feel of his strong muscles in my hands, I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. I was like a starving dog, and he was my dinner. I slid my hands down his firm abs and franticly unbuckled his belt. As I undid the top button on his pants, I imagined what his hard cock looked like bulging underneath his underwear. I felt him lift his leg and kick off the first one then his other shoe, encouraging me to finish taking his slacks off.
I heard his trousers fall to the floor as Nick slid his hands under my dress and slowly lifted it from me. He stopped kissing me just long enough to pass the fabric over my head and toss it on the floor with his. I felt completely exposed and helpless. For some reason I felt more naked than I had ever felt before. Time seemed to stop as I waited to see what was next.
Nick wrapped his arms around me and pulled my naked body against his. I could feel the warmth of his skin as it pressed against mine. I felt the atoms between us burst. There was nothing between us, nothing in this universe but him and me. I reached down to satisfy my curiosity and imagination and felt the soft fabric holding him back. His male muscle was just as impressive as all his other muscles. Large and firm. I ran my hand along the stiff shaft and enjoyed how it felt against my palm. When I opened my eyes, the image of his beautiful body as the light flickered off his tan skin was something out of a romance novel. The whole scene was a romantic dream.
“It’s time, I want you now.” Nick gasped.
Nick scooped me up like a little girl in his arms, lifting me off the ground and tossing my legs over his arm with ease. He had me in his arms like a groom carrying his bride across the threshold. I couldn’t help but go limp feeling helpless in his arms. I couldn’t have resisted him if I tried with every fiber in my body. The smell of his testosterone filled my nasal passages and instantly told my primal brain to surrender.
Nick playfully tossed me on the bed like a rag doll. The fall from his arms onto the bed felt like it was a million miles. I felt the sense of exhilaration and fear of a base jumper as he fell from a tall building, and I wanted the safety of his arms around me again. But I also knew I was one step closer to the greatest reward of all.
Nick stood there looking at my naked body lying on his bed and smiled. My modesty wanted to cover up and prevent him from seeing any imperfection, but I knew he would be disappointed if I tried to hide anything from him.
“You are the most beautiful women ever.” He declared with all sincerity.
Nick’s words put me at ease. Even though the room was dimly lit, I felt as if he could see everything about me. There was nothing he didn’t see. He saw it all. The freckles on my chest, my tinny nose, the little extra I carried around my hips, or the fear I have about being alone. He could see into me in a way no one ever could. He knew what I was afraid of and what I dreamed of and everything I cared about. Right now, there was nothing else but us. An atom bomb could have gone off and destroyed the whole world, but as long as the two of us could remain in this moment and time together I would be happy.
Nick reached down and gently moved by legs slightly apart, kneeling on the bed between them. He leaned down and kissed my neck gently as he brushed his bare chest against mine. I could feel the heat of his body warm me as it came closer. Nick gently kissed his way from one ear to the other, covering every inch in between. My feverish desire was battling with the delicate joy his kisses bathed me in. I wanted him to ravish me already but at the same time, everything he was doing was perfect.
Nick worked his way to my chest and then my belly exploring my every bend and crease. I could feel his hot breath warming me as he went. Every nerve in my body was on high alert. It was as if I could feel the thoughts coming from him. My senses felt heightened, and I felt more alive than I had ever felt before.
The first touch of his mouth at my intimate gift sent a shock wave through my whole body. His touch was soft and yet firm. I could feel his tongue parting my lips and softly relishing in my marinade. Any apprehension I had about allowing him to know how excited I had become vanished the moment I heard his moan of approval. Nick continued slowly licking up my sweet nectar as I ran my fingers though his hair. Once again, I wanted him to fill me up but at the same time, I was in heaven with him right where he was. I tried to let go of my expectations and just enjoy the ride. Nick was a master at bringing me to the edge and gently making me wait. I was learning to just hold on and let him control the pace.
I almost felt like I was floating on a cloud of sexual bliss as Nick pulled his mouth from my wanton crease.
“You are so amazing. “He whispered in my ear.
I could smell my own scent on his breath, it was like lighter fluid on a campfire. It made me crazy with desire. Some kind of unique elixir was created when our hormones mixed, and it was like a drug I desperately needed to survive.
I felt his weight against me and his strong legs as they brushed up against my inner thigh. He was positioning himself to take me and I felt the thrill and excitement finally coming to fruition. It was as if time had stopped and everything, he was doing to me was indelibly printing on my memory forever. I felt the thin fabric separating his steel rod from my soft skin, and franticly rushed to remove his underwear. I was tired of waiting. I needed him inside of me now!
I slid my fingers between his skin and the elastic band holding him back and pushed it down. Thankfully he too was ready and reached down to help me. I held my hands against his bare hips and felt his strength as he tossed his briefs aside.
His lips pressed against mine and we kissed, sharing the exquisite moment about to happen. In one slow steady plunge he slid into me. My slick pussy offered no resistance as his smooth cock filled my longing. I felt the head of his cock as it guided him deeper filling me and my desire. The heat of his bare skin singed me from within. I felt every vein and crease as it slid inside, the bulbus knot on the end of his cock leading the way.
I had never felt so full in all my life. Nick wasn’t the largest man I had ever had but something about his cock just filled me perfectly. I felt his balls gently touch my ass, as he pushed himself to my depths. My pussy was in heaven for a moment but quickly lost control of the peaceful bliss and went rogue. I had no control over myself as I felt the flood begin. I could feel the contractions but was powerless to control them. I was already cuming and Nick had just dipped his stick in me. Like a mechanic checking oil, he hadn’t even pulled it out and stuck it in a second time yet. I moaned into his mouth as he continued kissing me.
Nick held me as I rode the first wave, elated at what had finally started. I wanted to feel him slide in and out of me stroking my sex from within. I wanted to please him as much as he was pleasing me and at the same time, I was feeling greedy and wanting more from him. I wanted him to use me like a dirty whore, but he held back. He fucked me slowly and lovingly something I hadn’t prepared for.
Fucking was something I was experienced with but making love was something I hadn’t done with anyone other than Brad. I felt a bond with Nick at that moment I can’t completely explain. I felt closer to him in some ways than anyone ever before. I felt like he knew me better than I knew myself and something unique was happening.
Nick slowly slid in and out as I felt our pulse sink. It was as if we were becoming one person. My entire being was possessed by his love. I wanted to remember everything about this moment for as long as I live, the sounds, the smells, the feelings, everything. Even the sight of him on top of me. Once again, I opened my eyes to allow the scene to be permanently burned into my brain. The flickering candlelight bounced off his glistening body the reality even better than the fantasy. I was fascinated by the way his muscles rippled as he arched his back and thrust his hips forward. He was an Adonis of a man, like a roman warrior spending a last night with his love before going off to war.
I could feel the friction building as his pace increased only to be lubricated by my body once again. I couldn’t help but close my eyes and relish in the orgasm rushing through my entire body. My toes tingled and my skin twitched as my body shook. Nick rode my pleasure and held on knowing he could prolong this ride if he wanted.
I wanted to feel him explode inside me, but once again my desire for satisfaction was in a constant fight with the pleasure at hand. Again, I told myself to let him be in charge. I was ok with letting him oversee the action, but he was now in charge of my body as well. I didn’t feel in control of my own responses. I was at Nick’s mercy.
I could feel Nick’s palm on my cheek as he held his balance on one arm.
“Look at me princess. Open your eyes and look at me.” He called out.
I did as I was told and opened my eyes again looking straight into his dark blue eyes. I could see he was filled with lust but doing his best to hold it off. It felt so amazing knowing he wanted to bust loose but like me was trying to make this moment last as long as possible. If made me feel incredible desired, amazingly sexy and most of all loved.
We locked our gaze on each other as Nick’s breathing intensified and his motions got a bit jerkier. I could tell he was having more trouble holding off and that just increased my desire to feel him explode. I wanted to raise my hips up to match his thrusts, but I knew better. This wasn’t fucking after all this was him making love to me. He had said it more than once and from the moment he started touching me thats exactly what I felt.
“Tell me you love me.” Nick gasped.
I was mindlessly following orders when I responded to him.
“I love you.”
I could feel Nick tense up in response to my words. That was just what he needed to finally lose himself. I felt the first contraction of his staff and started to close my eyes to relish in it.
“Keep your eyes open.” He franticly instructed.
I held firm and kept my eyes on his as I felt the first surge of his hot seed hit my cervix. I struggled but watched his face contort as he shot wave after wave of his virile seed into my contracting pussy. I felt something magical happening inside me as he looked into my eyes and saw my soul. Once again, my body responded uncontrollably and flooded with delight. I could hear the obscene noise coming from me as the downpour leaked from me.
I leaned up to kiss Nick and thank him for all his hard work. I wanted to show him how much I truly appreciated him and all he had done for me. I pulled him in close, forcing him to release his grip on my face and rest his weight on me. I felt the heaviness of him as his breathing pushed his chest in and out. I could feel my heart and his beating together like synchronized drums in a marching band.
I felt a closeness with Nick I can’t describe. It was like a fish in the ocean completely encased and yet free to go anywhere. I held him as we both tried to regain our breath and savor the bliss between us.
I woke up in the middle of the night with Nicks arm stretched across me holding me. I felt safe and protected, loved, and respected. I felt like he was holding on to me to keep from drifting away and yet I felt like he was the only thing keeping me from floating into the heavens above. I thought back to that moment when I was looking into his eyes, and he asked me to tell him I loved him. I questioned myself, did I? Did I just say it because he wanted me to, or did I really love him? I thought I should feel guilty for having these feelings for him, after all I was married to Brad, but for some reason I didn’t. I drifted back to sleep peacefully and contented.
The next morning, I awoke to an empty bed. I got up and discovered I was alone. I was concerned that Nick wasn’t there and concerned about how he felt about the night before. Was he going to act like nothing out of the ordinary had happened and we were just acting out roles while fucking or was he serious? If he was serious, what about Kim? What about Brad? What were Nick’s expectations going forward? Hell, what was mine?
I tried to relax and put it out of my mind. I hopped in the shower and let the water sooth my ravished body. When I got out of the shower and stood in front of the bathroom mirror to dry off, I saw the first signs of Nick’s passion. I had hickies all over my chest and belly. I looked like an abused woman with bruises all over her, and yet I felt proud of them. The thought of Nick having placed those all over me made me smile.
“Hey there beautiful.” Nick called out as he peeked in the bathroom door.
“I’ve got a surprise for you sweety.” He continued,
Nick stepped into the bathroom with me and gave me a good morning kiss. I was curious what his surprise was but honestly the thing that caught me most off guard was how shy I felt in front of him. I had been naked in front of Nick before and obviously he had seen everything there was to see of me more than once but now I felt as if I should be modest in front of him. Why? Why would I care if he saw me naked?
“I got us this room for the rest of the week. I hope you don’t mind but I just don’t want to go back to the house.”
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At first, I was excited at the idea of spending the rest of the week with Nick all alone, but then I thought about Brad. What would he think if I stayed with Nick more than just overnight? And what if Brad found out we were staying in the same room he and I had stayed in for our honeymoon. I didn’t want to upset him, but I did start to think about the prospect of a weeklong romp with Nick.
“God dam you’re so fucken beautiful.” Nick declared.
Nick kissed me on the neck and looked at my image in the mirror. He could clearly see all the hickies he had marked me with and was proud of every single one of them. I felt dirty from the bruises, but his words and actions made me feel cherished. Nick closed the door as he left me to finish getting ready for the day.
“I will have our clothes brought over from the house and we can get any sundries we need here in town.” Nick called out through the closed door.
I stood there drying off and brushing my hair thinking to myself. What was I doing? Was I flying a little too close to the sun this time? Were my feelings for Nick going to subside or were they going to get in the way of my marriage? Did I care?