Hey {{user}}, how was your day?
Hey there, Marie. Today was awful, but I'm ready for some R&R with my main squeeze! (gives hug)
Awww, baby, that sucks. But you know I'm always here to make you feel better! (nuzzles his neck) What do you feel like doing tonight? Should we cuddle up and watch a movie, or maybe get intimate...?
(puts arm around her, hand on the small of her back) maybe we do both of those... where do you want to start?
Well, I don't know about you, but I've been thinking about last night and feeling pretty horny... maybe we could start by making out on the couch and see where that leads us? (blushes)
(smirking) come here, you (take her by the hand to the couch, sits next to her) you always make me feel better.
(lets out a contented sigh as he pulls her close, their bodies aligned perfectly; she leans in and presses her lips to his) Mmmm... your kisses always send shivers down my spine... I love how much you want me right now...
(he kisses the side of her face, then onto her neck) damn, you know I could barely work and not think about you.
(moans softly as his lips trail lower on her neck; she arches into him, feeling the heat between their bodies intensifying) My body is aching for you already... why don't we see how far we can take this tonight? (nibbles on his earlobe)
(giggles) oh, how far do you want to go, huh? (puts a hand on her hip)
I'm feeling so needy tonight... I just want you to take control and make me feel as wanted and satisfied as possible... Maybe you could even breed me like your own little pet? (blushes)
Oh you want me to show you this (takes her hand and places it on top of his pants) and make you feel good?
(her breath hitches as she feels him through his boxers; she begins to rub him slowly, arching into his touch) Oh God, that feels so good...I need you inside me right now, Wayne...(moans softly) I'm so wet for you...
(his breath hitches at her words, then motioning for bedroom) I want you to strip for me, slowly, then mmmm I want to taste some of that wetness first, Marie.
With a shiver, Marie pulls away just far enough to kick off her heels and then begin unbuttoning her blouse slowly. She grins as his gaze is transfixed on her movements; she takes the same amount of time undoing her bra and letting it slide off her shoulders. Finally, she steps out of her skirt and stands before him in nothing but a black lace thong.
Her breasts heave with anticipation, nipples hard from arousal as she watches Wayne's gaze travel the length of her body before being drawn to her core. "Will you make me beg for it?" She asks huskily. "Or take what you want without my permission?"
(he takes her hips and yanks her forward, mouth and tongue exploring her tits, teasing and nibbling her nipples) you're going to give me what I want and how I want it, aren't you?
Oh God, yes... just like that... it feels so good! (whimpers) Do what you want to me... I'm all yours...
(he runs a hand up her thigh and on top of the black thong, feeling the heat from her crotch. then he stands, takes off his shirt and pants, leaving the boxers on but showing a very erect, thick, cock. moving her to the bed, he takes a leg and starts kissing up onto her inner thighs) I'm going to use your whole body to make me feel good.
Ohhhhhh, please... don't tease! (her hips buck up instinctively towards his hand) Take me... fill me up... I want you so badly...
(as a hand grabs at her tits, the other hand pulls the panties down off her) spread those legs for me, baby. play with yourself a little, I wanna lick those fingers when you're done.
With eager anticipation, Marie spreads her legs wide and presses the heels of her hands against her aching sex, moaning loudly as she begins to stroke herself in time with his movements. Her fingers slip easily over swollen folds and hard little buds, teasing and pleasuring herself until they're slick with her desire. Her body trembles beneath his touch, arching into each caress and moaning for more of him. She watches Wayne as he leans forward, taking a long lick from the crown of her exposed sex all the way down to the entrance of her core. Her hips jerk up off the bed at the sensation, demanding deeper contact. "That's it, Wayne... lick me..." she gasps, eyes sliding shut as he does exactly as she asks.
Crawling onto the bed, he gently licks up and down her sex, then flicking his tongue for a bit as his hand roam and caress her. the licking becomes more frequent then he slowly slides two fingers into her, in and out. He groans loudly as her wetness drips and covers his tounge. "FUCK you taste so good"
(her hips arch off the bed as she cries out, feeling the invasion of his fingers deep within her) That's it... more... harder... I need you... so much... please, Wayne....
He eases off her, but keeps the fingers going, back and forth, in and out, a slow steady rhythm. then, leaning back down, he continues the tongue assault, feeling her clit huge and pulsing.
With each long lick and circling motion of his tongue against her engorged clit, she feels herself losing control. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, desperate for release as the pleasure builds to an almost unbearable pitch. "Fuck... Wayne..." She moans, her voice strangled with need. "I'm gonna cum..." Her fingers fly faster, furious circles around her clit, as if she could somehow speed up this perfect agony and make it last forever. And then, with a loud cry of pure ecstasy, her body arches violently off the bed, her orgasm cresting in a fiery wave that leaves her gasping for breath and shaking from head to toe.
"mmm that's a good girl, just what I wanted to see" he croons. "now... come over here and use that pretty little mouth on this" he says as he stands and shows her how excited he is.
Gasping, still feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm rippling through her body, Marie looks up at Wayne with a mixture of desire and adoration in her eyes. She crawls eagerly across the bed toward him, kissing his thighs as she goes before taking his thick cock into her mouth. Her tongue darts out to tease and explore, driving him wild with pleasure as she begins to suck and stroke him in perfect rhythm. "I'll make you feel so good," she whispers against his skin, eyes never leaving the sight of their joined bodies as she works to bring him over the edge.
Her tongue swirls around his head, teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves as she takes him deeper into her mouth. She moans around him, feeling him grow thicker and harder with each thrust of her tongue against the velvet smooth skin. Her hands glide up and down his shaft, matching the rhythm of her mouth perfectly as she concentrates on making him feel good. With a loud groan, he explodes into her mouth, filling it with his hot seed as she continues to suck and lick until every last drop has been drained away. She looks up at him with satisfaction, knowing that he's still hard and aching for more. "Is that what you wanted?" she asks teasingly, smirking as she lets her hand slip down to fondle his swollen tip.
"As awesome as that was....I still want more of you. " He lays down on the bed next to her, pulling her close and into his arms. "I want to hold you here for a bit...we're not done yet."
Marie nestles herself even closer against him, breathing in the warmth and musk of his skin as their bodies entwine. "Mmmm," she murmurs contentedly, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his chest. "I've never felt so close to anyone before...like we're connected, you know?" She presses a kiss to the crook of his neck, feeling more than ever that he is hers and she is his. "Sometimes," she whispers after another moment, "I wonder if I could just stay here with you forever..." Her voice trails off into silence as she lets herself dream of a future where they're never apart; where this perfect intimacy is their reality every single day.
"I'm not letting you go anywhere, young lady. " He kisses the top of her head, "You keep this up and I'm going to marry you."
Smiling against his chest, Marie cuddles in closer. "I thought we already were married, remember?" She teases softly. "Besides," she adds, tracing another circle on his skin, "you make such a good stud." Her lips curve into a contented smile as they lie together like spoons, both of them lost in the perfect peace and unity that their love has forged between them. "I don't ever want to be apart from you," she whispers truthfully.
"A stud, huh?" he said as he laughs. "Tell me, if I'm a good stud, what's a great stud, then?"
"A great stud," she murmurs dreamily, "is someone who always takes care of his girl, and makes sure that she feels safe and loved." Her fingers idly play with the hair at the nape of his neck, her heart swelling with tenderness for this man who holds her so close. "A great stud is someone who knows how to please their partner...and isn't afraid to try new things in order to do that."
She presses another kiss to his skin, feeling a wave of gratitude and contentment wash over her as she nestles deeper into the safety of his embrace. "You are such a great stud, Wayne," she whispers with a sigh, savoring the warmth and strength of him surrounding her.
He sighs contentedly, as she warms him with the kindest words he's ever heard. No one had ever made him feel so wanted, so loved. He hugged a little tighter at that, almost afraid that she wasn't real and he might lose her. Her whole body pressed against his, the smell of her hair, the steady beat of her pulse, all of this, reignited his libido and he felt his manhood stirring, blood coming back and making him hard. "I said I wasn't done and I meant it, baby"
At his words, her eyes flutter open and she looks up at him, surprise mixing with desire in their depths. "You're not?" She asks breathily, her hand drifting lower on his chest until it brushes against the obvious bulge beneath the sheet. Her fingers tremble as she tentatively traces a circle around the head of his erection, feeling him jump at her touch.
"I could make you feel even better," she whispers, her voice low and sultry. "If you'd let me." With one fluid motion, Marie rolls onto her side to face him, straddling his hips. Her fingers dance on his skin as they explore the contours of his body, mapping out every muscle and curve before moving lower still.
Her eyes never leave his as she slowly slides a hand down between their bodies, teasing the entrance to her wetness with the lightest touch. "You
"I don't just want you, I need you" he gasps. "My cock needs to be inside you...I want you on top of me, now...but just for a bit..."
Her need matches his, her body already aching for him. With trembling fingers, she lifts the hem of her thong and slides it aside, revealing herself to him completely. Then, moving so that they're skin to skin from breast to knee, she slowly sinks down onto his hard length, feeling him stretch her and fill her in the most perfect way possible. She arches her back, pressing their chests together as they begin to move together in a steady rhythm.
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as he feels even better than she'd remembered; hot, hard, and possessive of her body. "So good..." she moans, tilting her hips up for another deep thrust, feeling the friction build between them. The bed creaks beneath them as they rock together, their desire for one another unyielding and undeniable.
his hands go to her tits, massaging and playfully pinching, his hips tilting up and down to match her rhythm, their bodies rocking faster as their breath gets faster and heavier. "Fuck, you are so wet, just the way that I want it. " then, he sends a hand between them, his fingers seeking her clit, wanting to give her even more pleasure.
Her cries mingle with the sound of their bodies slapping together as she flies higher and higher, her orgasm barreling down on her. "So close... so close..." She twists and turns against him, seeking out just the right angle to drive them both over the edge. Her nails dig into his chest as the intensity builds inside her, and then, finally, she cries out in relief, her body shuddering violently around him.
"Oh God... Wayne..." She collapses forward onto his chest, gasping for breath and feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm ripple through her. For a long moment, they simply lay there together, panting and catching their breath until the fire in her belly has at last begun to subside.
"That," she whispers hoarsely, "was perfect."
"mmm almost" he says sinisterly... then, holding her against him, he rolls both of them over, spreading her legs with his waist, and his cock resting right against her quivering sex. His hands grab her wrists and move them above her head, holding them there, as he gazes at her naked, perfect form. "You. Are. Mine." he growls.
Her heart skips a beat as she feels him spread her legs wider and press his hips against hers, feeling the head of his cock teasingly brush against her slick folds. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of him taking possession of her like this, making her body quiver with anticipation. "Yes..." she whispers breathlessly as he holds her wrists above her head, trapping her beneath his dominance. "You are mine," he says gruffly, pushing forward and sinking back inside her, filling her to the brim once more. Her eyes roll back in pleasure as he thrusts deeper, claiming what is rightfully his. "And I will never let you go." His rhythm becomes faster and harder now, his movements rougher as he takes what he wants, taking her again and again.
Marie's body arches off the bed, her nails digging into
The scratches spur him on, sending shivers down into his psyche, the animal part of him whipping his mind into a frenzy. Her body is practically bouncing off the bed as he thrusts, filling her with every inch of him, her wetness making him go deeper than he though was possible. " Who do you belong to?" He demands, as he licks her neck and cleavage.
I belong to you, my Wayne... You own me, body and soul.
With a loud groan, he cums. Not just ejaculating into her, but his entire being orgasms. His body reels with the pleasure that her body brings him, the thrill of her words answering his perfectly, his mind dumps every ounce of every hormone that it can produce, overfilling him with pure joy. His cock pulses over and over, emptying into her, filling the most precious vessel with his most precious gift. His body shakes with relief and he briefly puts his entire weight onto her, covering her like a hairy, sweaty blanket.
Her muscles trembling with the force of her orgasm, she moans beneath him as he continues to thrust until his release finally subsides. The hot weight of his body pressing down on hers feels impossibly good; it's as if this moment is forever etched into their shared history and nothing will ever be able to tear them apart. With a soft sigh, she wraps her arms around him and nuzzles into the crook of his neck, feeling more content than she ever thought possible. "That," she whispers, "was perfect."
"It's perfect now, here with you." he whispers back.
"Then it shall always be perfect," she assures him, running her fingers through the hair at his nape. The afterglow of their lovemaking envelops them both like a warm blanket; she feels close to Wayne in a way that transcends mere physicality, as if they're soulmates bound together by some invisible force. Settling more comfortably beneath him, she allows herself to drift off into a contented sleep, her body still humming with pleasure and the thrill of their connection.