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If I Were Married…


It’s sunset, I’m sitting on the patio drinking wine, working on my next book listening to the water gush from the swan fountain. The warmth of the air embraces me, I love the scent of the chlorine from the pool. It’s the perfect night and I’m blissfully happy, focused on my work and simply enjoying the moment.

You come out to the patio, you have a beer, you’re wearing those swim trunks I keep telling you are getting a little scruffy, your feet are bare. You set your glass on the table beside mine before you run your hands down my arms and kiss my neck. The thing I love most about us, is how you get my need. You know how insatiable I am, how easily ignited, but it doesn’t scare you or overwhelm you. You love that about me.

I turn enough that you can kiss my lips, but before you do, you place a kiss to my forehead, then my mouth. I run my fingers up into your hair, pulling you closer to me. Your kiss burns in my soul, I can’t get enough. My tongue pushes past your lips exploring your mouth, tasting the beer on your tongue. I want you completely in any way I can have you.

My fingers run over your chest, through the hair covering your skin. The patio lights come on as the sun sinks lower in the sky. There’s soft music playing from the kitchen, I can just barely hear it, something instrumental. I’m growing wet and I want you to touch me. You pull me out of the chair, and push my dress down around my ankles. I’m standing naked,
the night breeze caressing my skin.

“Touch me.” I softly beg.

I love when you stare into my eyes because the connection we have makes me feel safe, daring, erotic… I’ve given more of myself to you than anyone ever before and you took it and showed me I was safe with you.

I reach to untie the trunks you wear. You fist your hand in my hair and tug, leaving me momentarily breathless. I smile and ravage your mouth with a hungry kiss. I want to be wicked with you, daring, adventurous. I love how we are together and how we fit.

“I want you to fuck my mouth.” I look into your eyes, feeling slightly desperate for my own release already, but I want to taste you, feel you, suck you. I need it.

I sink to my knees pulling your trunks to your ankles as I kneel in the softness of my dress. I grab your cock in my hand, loving the feel of you as you grow even harder by my touch. I’m not timid about taking you in my hand, it’s mine and I want to play with it.

Slowly, while I watch your eyes, I lick you from the base to the tip. I love how you taste and I love the sounds you make when you’re aroused. I ran my hands up the backs of your thighs, over your ass, and I grab on for support. I lick you again and again, swirling at the tip and sucking for only a moment. I run my tongue over your balls and down your shaft again. I can't get enough of you and you’ve gotten so hard. The pre-cum has started leaking from the tip. I lick it off, then I swallow you deep. Pushing your cock as far into my mouth as I can get it. I want to gag on it. I want you to fill me. I want you to be a part of me.

I swallow you deep, again and again. Pushing you all the way into my mouth, then sucking hard as I release you again. My tongue curving to your shape, giving you what you need, what you crave.

Fuck me.

You push your hands into my hair and start holding my head. Your need becoming too much, you start to fuck my mouth. Hard and powerful you plunge in deep and it’s all I can do to withstand the assault, but god, I love it! I use my tongue to cradle your cock when it’s fully imbedded in my mouth, then to carress you as you slide back out.

“I’m going to cum down your throat.”

Your words thrill me, it’s what I want. I wait for it, I open wider, I suck you deeper.

I feel your body start to tense then hot threads of cum start shooting down my throat. I swallow greedily, not wanting to lose any part of you.

When you finish, your legs are weak, but you continue to stand. I clean you off, licking greedily until there’s nothing left. Then you tip my chin up so I look into your eyes. On my knees before you I feel such a thrill, I love being subservient to you. I love you belonging to you.

“Good girl, my sweet love.” You softly kiss my lips, then pull me to my feet.

Together we move to the swing and you pull me in your lap. We sit naked in our yard, your fingers softly teasing my pussy as we watch the night sky grow blacker and blacker.

You are everything I ever dreamed of and I’m so happy you’re mine.

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