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fingers
tentatively to my opening, testing me for readiness.  I could’ve told him
that I’d been ready since the rehearsal dinner when he first walked into the
room.  If it wasn’t taking every ounce of my being just to remember to
breathe I would tell him, yet it was much more thrilling to watch his face as
he found out for himself.  He pulled his fingers from my entrance and
tasted them, “Sweet!” he said with satisfaction.
    When his mouth fell to me I gasped, his tongue greeting my
opening and swirling in swift circles around my petals sent my head burying
into the bed.  My eyes were open but I couldn’t see; my entire being
converged on the actions of his mouth.  Heat poured from his nose like a
raging bull as he delved into me ravenously.  The blare of a plane taking
off on the nearby runway compounded with the rapid banging of my heart against
my ribs.  My breasts bounced under his pressure and my hips moved to meet
him as he suckled the peachy flesh that only knew his name.
    His fingers reached deep inside me, touching me in places
never felt before.  I stilled, absorbing the sensation of unchartered
ground.  And he was gentle, as slow and methodical as a panther nearing
its prey, then his mouth slammed down hard on my mound and I reeled. 
Groaning with the sudden onslaught of my orgasm I thrashed beneath his mouth
pressing so rigidly that I felt his teeth graze me.  My screams seemed to
silence the bustling city beyond the open window; it shook inside my head
bouncing from side to side until my muscles began to release.
    My face reddened, embarrassed now by my outburst, I shied
and put my hand over my eyes.  His fingers pried them away, “I’ve never
seen an orgasm that amazing.  Do it again, for me?”
    Staring into his tender eyes I found myself nodding in
agreement; damn right I would.  Ever so slowly he climbed above me,
holding himself firmly with one arm and using the other to guide himself to the
damp spot below my hairline.  The head felt massive, rubbing against me,
and it was furiously hot, soft yet hard.  My hips squirmed in response to
it, angling to accept him with full invitation.  When he finally pressed
against the opening he met resistance; I could feel the bones there confused as
to what to do - they’d never encountered anything that requested such an
entrance.  I laid my head back though I’d wanted to watch him enter me,
but knew I needed to fully relax my body for him to gain entry.
    Almost meditative I felt the muscles loosen and he slid
inside, though I was sure that barely any of him was in.  To me it felt
like being stretched to my limits already and suddenly I worried that he
wouldn’t fit at all.  That possibly our love wasn’t meant to be.  But
he continued to move slowly, pushing then retreating only slightly.  At
last he groaned and I took a long breath as he stilled, absorbing my final
encapsulation of him.  I felt like a balloon, filled to its limit and on
the verge of explosion, but he’d fit inside me without a centimeter to
spare.  Now he began to move again, withdrawing then pushing, our mixed
juices smacking and suckling as he rode me.  I must seem frightfully frail
to him I thought as I wrapped my legs around his waist.
    For someone with only an hour and a half he behaved as
though he never planned on separating from me.  His lavish plunges
prickled my skin and I imagined that if I touched my stomach I would feel the
head.  He roamed my belly and touched every ache with soothing caresses
until I could take no more.  I snatched his hips between my heels and drug
him to my hilt.  Writhing against him now he held himself over me with two
muscled rods grasping desperately for the bed.  I was sure he hadn’t
expected me to be this wild.  I had never dreamed of being this untamed;
my hips ground into him and I moved in small circles churning our fluids and
forcing him to harden further.  He was a burning rod inside me as I
pounded against