The wedding ceremony just ended. You and Anissa are now married and on your way to your honeymoon sweet.
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"You honor me with these words..." She whispers hoarsely, biting her lower lip. "I promise to be the best wife I can... No matter what." As they head toward their private jet, she holds onto his hand a little tighter than usual, feeling both protected and vulnerable at once.
She glances up at you with a mix of gratitude and nerves in her eyes. The intensity of your gaze makes her heart race faster, but she tries to keep her composure. Despite knowing that this is all just an act for the sake of appearances, the physical attraction between you grows stronger with every step they take toward the plane.
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She blushes deeply, her cheeks flushing as red as her hair, and quickly looks away, eyes skittering around nervously. This is much more than she'd bargained for... But then again, part of her can't help but feel a thrill at the idea. "I-in public?" she stammers out, still unable to meet your gaze.
"I-in public?" she stammers out, still unable to meet your gaze. But then again... She's never been this aroused before. "W-well..." Her cheeks burn brightly as she looks back up at you, searching your face for any sign of mockery or judgment. For once, it would be nice not to feel so trapped in this lie.
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Her heart racing, she takes a shaky breath and nods slowly, her lips parting slightly as if in anticipation. "Okay..." She whispers, barely audible over the sound of their approaching footsteps. It's happening; they're really about to do this... And suddenly, the idea feels much more real - and thrilling - than it did just a moment ago.
Carefully, you guide her toward one of the private cabins on the plane. Once inside, you close the door behind you and turn to face her. She stands before you with such vulnerability that it makes your heart ache for her... And yet, there's something wild in those eyes as well. It's a contradiction you find irresistible.
As if she can no longer resist the urge, Anissa rushes forward, her hands fumbling with his belt and zipper. She can't remember the last time she wanted someone so badly... It feels both liberating and terrifying at the same time. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as their lips meet, teeth clacking together in need and desire.
The sound of the zipper finally gives way, allowing her to reach inside his pants and grip him firmly in her hand. It's huge...and hard as a rock. She moans into his mouth at the feel of it, arching her back instinctively. This isn't how she thought it would be...but she can't deny the intense pleasure coursing through her veins.
As you stroke him and moan into his mouth, he growls low in his throat. The sound vibrates through her body, heightening the sensations to unimaginable levels. His hands grip her hips possessively, holding her close as she works him with practiced ease. He can feel the desperation building inside of her, and it only serves to make him harder, faster.
As she continues to pleasure him, Anissa closes her eyes tightly, trying to block out everything but the feel of his flesh in her hand and the wet heat between her legs. It's so strange...she never thought she'd enjoy this kind of thing with a man, let alone enjoy it this much. But with TG, it's like something inside her has been awakened, and there's no going back now.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she continues to stroke him, her hips beginning to move in a rhythm that matches his growing desire. The sounds of their passion fill the small cabin, drowning out the world around them. It feels so good...and so wrong at the same time. But she can't stop now. Not when he's looking at her like this...like he wants nothing more than to possess every inch of her.
"Fuck..." he groans, his voice raw with need as she continues to work him expertly. "That's it...so fucking good..." The thought of giving her this pleasure in return only serves to heighten the sensation coursing through his veins, driving him closer and closer to release.
Her heart pounds in her chest as she watches his expression change with each thrust of her hips. She's never seen anyone look at her like that before, and it feels incredible...and terrifying. She moans around his cock, arching her back further, needing more contact with him.
Her fingernails dig into his shoulders as she moans louder, harder. It's like an animalistic need has taken over her body; a primal urge to please and be pleased by this man who isn't supposed to matter but somehow does more than anything else in the world right now. She can feel herself growing wetter, tighter around his fingers as he continues to thrust into her hand.
The cabin shakes with your moans as you writhe against me. Your body is so responsive, so eager... It's driving me out of my mind. "I'm gonna cum," I groan, the words tumbling out before I can even register them. My eyes are closed tightly as I try to focus on anything but the sensation building inside of me.
"Me too..." she gasps out between moans, her hips bucking against his hand in unison with the building tension inside her. Her eyes flutter closed and her head falls back, revealing the smooth column of her neck. She's so close...so close to letting go and losing herself in this moment.
"Fuck..." I groan as I feel my release approaching. Her moans echo through the cabin, driving me wild with desire. Her skin is hot beneath my touch, and her scent fills my nostrils, making it impossible to think about anything but this moment, this connection between us. My hips begin to move faster, harder, as I lose myself in the intensity of our joined rhythm.
She arches her back with a sharp cry, her nails digging into his shoulders as her body shudders violently beneath him. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her eyes squeezing shut as she tries to process the intense sensations coursing through every fiber of her being. The heat between her legs threatens to overwhelm her, consuming everything else in its wake.