0 comments/ 34527 views/ 11 favorites A Wilde Encounter By: B59001 It's a funny thing about celebrities, everyone wants to be them, have their fame, or just shag them. We would probably never get to shagging them however; it doesn't stop us from fantasising about them. Many celebrities come and go through our minds and the grasp of our affection, and in some cases obsession. I remember the day I encountered Olivia Jane Cockburn, better known as Olivia Wilde. People know her from films such as Tron Legacy and Cowboys and Aliens. There is also the matter of her tenure at the show House. Her rather impressive resume also includes humanitarian work around the world. She remains the object of affection for many men worldwide. Her beauty most certainly transcends and most likely led to her early marriage at the tender age of nineteen. However, most of the information we hear about these celebrities often comes under debate from sceptics, paparazzi and various other factions within the entertainment business. It was a sunny day; I was sat at a Parisian café indulging in the French traditional breakfast. However, my wandering mind was then snapped to attention. In walked a rather gorgeous woman. She was clad in shades and long red dress which indulged in cleavage and was cut provocatively leaving her back bare and the sides of her breasts tantalisingly exposed. She ordered a coffee and sat down, she then removed her shades. I was encapsulated by her beauty, and within a split second my mind had clicked on who she was, Olivia Wilde. I had been somehow inspired to try something a little daring. I drank the last bit of my coffee and headed to the counter to get another one. I walked slowly and lingered a little near the table she was sitting at, I got myself together and spoke. "Beautiful day isn't it?" She looked up and then turned to me. "I'm sorry, what did you say?" Panic started to creep into my head, but I had quickly subdued it and replied "It's a beautiful day isn't it." She looked a little perplexed at my sudden conversation but probably knew the reason as to why I was speaking to her. She said to me "Yes it certainly is, Paris seems to have that effect; on the locals as well." "I would presume it does, as it's why I'm here." "I normally don't have men come up and talk to me like this, even after I got divorced. I need not tell you my name as you probably know it." "Yes, I most certainly know your name and who you are." "Well you know my name so I'll ask for yours." "My name is Bill." "Well Bill, have a seat." "Thank you Ms Wilde." "No need to be so formal, call me Olivia." "Ok Olivia, what brings you to Paris?" "A little vacation." We continued to chat and enjoy our coffee. The world seemed to fade away the whole time as my mind was still barely getting to grips over current events. I remained a little amazing and it showed in my eyes. This is something she certainly picked up on. "Listen Bill, meet me later at this address," Olivia said as she handed me a piece of paper. It turned out to be an exclusive hotel in Paris. We parted ways, still a little dazed and in disbelief. A part me thought it was a mere dream but the other half was pinching myself just to make sure what was happening was real. I left the coffee shop and decided to clean up. After that I headed out to the location written on the piece of paper Olivia had given me. It was soon dusk and the sun began its descent. I headed to the hotel. I arrived and simply gazed at the grandeur of the exterior. I walked inside and it revealed more opulence. A large chandelier dominated the lobby and pristine surfaces were everywhere. I thumbed the elevator button and the doors soon parted to reveal gold and mirrors. I walked inside and turned around. The doors closed and the elevator began its ascent to the top floor. I felt a bit of nerves, not knowing what would happen once the elevator doors opened. However the Paris air continued to alter my mind and I found myself breathing in and out and preparing myself for what lay ahead. The distinctive sound emanated as the elevator halted at the top floor. The doors parted and I stepped outside. I spotted a bodyguard and stepped toward him. I explained the circumstances of my presence and handed him the piece of paper I received earlier that day. He knocked on the door and stepped inside. He closed the door behind him; I waited facing away from the door. Soon the door opened and the bodyguard stepped out and held the door open. "Go on in," the bodyguard said. "Thank you," I replied as I walked inside the room. The room had what one would expect, piano, lush couches, large TV, great views of Paris through the windows. The door to the bathroom was closed and the shower was running. I looked out through the window; the room looked out onto the river Seine and the late evening traffic. I then heard the flow of water cease and soon Olivia stepped out wearing a white silk robe, while she dried her hair with a towel in her hands. She then tossed it on to the couch. "Bill, I'm glad you could came." "It's a pleasure to be here, with you." "Listen you are a good man, I didn't need long to discover that fact." "Thank you Olivia, I try my best." "Well it's more than good enough, it's why I would like you stay and spend the night here with me." "It would be my pleasure." Olivia giggled a little and said to me "Bill relax, I won't bite, unless you want me to." I then sat down and she sat down beside me. I relaxed and it showed. Olivia seemed pleased as she didn't want to be the Hollywood superstar right now but just a woman enjoying a man's company. After we had finished dinner, we sat back talked for a little while, she then casually loosened the knot holding her gown together. Her gown parted and gave me a tantalising glimpse of her most intimate features. She looked down at her now exposed body and then looked up toward me. She then stood up and removed her gown and dropped on the floor. She stood there naked and placed her hands on her hips. "You like what you see?" she enquired. "Yes I do," I replied. She then straddled me and ripped my shirt open. She unbuckled my belt and tossed it to one side. My jeans soon were removed and my throbbing cock was standing to attention. She got onto her knees and began to stroke my cock. The sensation of a superstar like Olivia Wilde clenching my cock in her hands sent shivers of undiluted madness running through my veins. I laid back as she continued to stroke and soon placed her mouth over my cock. She began to suck and all the while kept those soul piercing eyes of hers fixed on me as I looked toward her sucking my cock. She used her free hand to fondle my balls which simply heightened the sensations surging through my entire body. Her ability to suck cock was amazing to behold. She then took my cock out of her mouth and then straddled me to slowly slide onto my cock. She went up and down; riding me like it was a rodeo. Her moans of ecstasy were soft at first but slowly got louder and more frequent. She kept her eyes fixed upon mine as she went up and down. She continued to let out moans of ecstasy as her hands were grasped around the back of my neck. I placed my hands around her waist as she gyrated on my cock. We both became lost in the moment as we let the sexual energy take over our bodies and souls. She then got off my cock and placed her knees on the seat of the couch and placed her arms on the top of the couch. Her delightful ass was in the air waiting for me. I wasted no time as I got behind her inserted by cock into her pussy and slowly went in and out. I soon increased my pace and she responded with greater moans of ecstasy. "Aaah yes, that's the spot keep going," she cooed. I obliged and gave her exactly what she asked for, and she responded with lustful approval as my cock continuously went in and out of her now soaked pussy. The room was now full with the aroma of sex and it led us further into lustful intoxication. I then grasped my hands around her waist and lifted her up and turned around and sat down with my cock still inside her pussy. She lay back against me as she rode my cock. "Aaah fuck yes, that's it, that's it, keep going." she commanded. "You love this cock don't you," I replied. "You're fucking right I do," she shot back. There was a noticeable feel of heat as our bodies as we rubbed against one another as we fucked away. I ran my hands up and down her slender body as rode on my cock and moaned in ecstasy. She then got off me and pulled me to my feet. "Get on the floor," she whispered to me. I lay down on the floor and watched as Olivia got on top of me and slid her pussy onto my cock. She placed both hands firmly on my chest as she gyrated on top of me and drove me ever closer to orgasm. My hands held firm on her waist as did my cock inside her pussy. She screamed "OOOH YES," as an orgasm shot through her body. She kept me inside her as she held on until her orgasm subsided and then kept going to bring myself to one as well. I held on until, I let go and shot my load deep inside her pussy. Then there we were lying on the floor; exhausted, catching our breath, and looking deep into one another's eyes. Olivia looked at me and smiled, she seem satisfied. She said to me, whilst still a little out of breath "Thank you that was amazing." "Thank you, for all of this Olivia," I replied. We headed off to the bedroom and soon drifted off to sleep, together. I awoke at sunrise, thinking what an amazing dream. However, I turned my head to the left and saw her, still asleep, Olivia Wilde, next to me and we had fucked just the night before. I slowly got out of the bed, making sure not to wake her up. I slipped on my pants and quietly stepped out of the bedroom. I then sat on a chair facing a window and watched the sun continue to rise. I then turned my head as the door opened and Olivia stepped out in her silk robe. "Morning," she said with a smile on her face. "Morning," I said back to her. She walked over to me and sat on my lap. "How are you this morning?" she asked me. "I could not be better and it's all because of you" I said to her. Olivia blushed a little and said to me "Oh please, you're just saying that." "No I mean every word, I never thought I would meet you, and here I am." "You came up to me remember, and that I admire, a man with balls." "Yes, anywhere else in the world I would not have done that, must be Paris." "I think you're right Paris tends to have that effect on people. You want to go again?" "Yes." A Wilde Encounter Ch. 02 This is a follow up to my story "A Wilde Encounter" I would advise you read the previous chapter, which leads directly into this story. I hope you enjoy the story. Another chapter will follow. ************************************** Chapter 2 Olivia grabbed me and led me to the bathroom. Once inside she let go of my hand and swayed her ass to the shower door and opened it, she then switched on the shower and stepped inside. As she did that, I slipped off my pants and tossed it out the still wide open door. The water began to flow over her body. Her body was wet as the water continued to flow over gorgeous curves. She then looked at me and curled her finger gesturing me to join her and naturally I obliged without any hesitation. Once under the water I pulled her close to me and we embraced and then kissed, keeping our lips locked in a passionate lovers embrace. The water, the heat, and the lust we felt for one another, from our bodies all came together to unleash our sexual beasts as it were. I then started to plant kisses along her body as she remained standing and I moved closer to her gorgeous pussy.I gestured her to spread her legs and she obliged. I started to rub the outside of her pussy and soon spread her pussy and buried my tongue as deep as I could go. Olivia gasped in pleasure as she seemed to appreciate my technique and as such I stuck with it. I kept going, flicked my tongue, darted it about her gorgeous pink flesh. I had my hands grasped around her soft and tender ass, as I kept my face buried in her vagina. I explored the outside of her rather tight asshole as I probed it with my finger, which garnered a spirited response from Olivia. I then withdrew my tongue from Olivia's vagina and then began to finger fuck her. I started slowly then increased my pace to something simply mesmerising and Olivia seemed to be heading to orgasm and vocally expressed that rather clearly. I continued to move my fingers in out as fast as possible and Olivia could hold on only so long and eventually let her orgasm surge through her body. Olivia then let the orgasm subside and then switched off the shower. We were clean but still oh so dirty. Olivia stepped out and led me along as she grasped my cock, she then instructed me on to the floor and I followed her instructions. Olivia then straddled me and swung her gorgeous ass around for my viewing pleasure. Olivia then started to give my cock some tender loving care and affection. As I went for another round with her gorgeous pussy, she sucked on my cock, made it wet and taking my hard member all the way to the back of her throat. I keep my tongue rampaging through her vagina while she kept my cock inside her mouth. Locked in a 69 we gave and received pleasure in equal amounts. Our wet bodies continued to drip water onto the floor and left quite the mess. "I want that this in my pussy," Olivia demanded. "Well come and ride me like you did that horse," I responded. "You're a cheeky bastard," Olivia replied as she straddled me and began to lower her pussy onto my cock and began taking it in. She fixed her gaze onto me and with her eyes seemingly gazed into my very soul. It made me lust for her even more and made my cock even harder, if that was possible at that point. Olivia placed both hands on my chest and steadied herself as she rode me like a bucking, fucking bronco. "Fuck that feels good," Olivia purred. "Fuck yes it does," I replied with gusto as we began picking up the pace and wanting to reach another orgasm. Olivia began to fuck faster and harder and I responded in order to keep up and get there with her. She sensed that as well, and her body responded. She fucked, I fucked and eventually we reached the tipping point and let our orgasms take control. It was beautiful and once the orgasm had resided, we laid on the tiled bathroom floor and staring at the ceiling catching our breath. Olivia then gazed over at me and ran the back of her hand down my right shoulder. I looked toward her and without saying a word we both spoke volumes to one another in that moment. After a while we got up from the floor and began to dry one another off. Olivia moved the towel down my body, giving special attention to my cock. I then returned the favour and paid careful attention to every part of her body. It may have been still like a dream, but for any other person on the planet the sensation would have been similar. "Thank you, Bill," Olivia said with beautiful smile adorning her face. "Thank you Olivia that was beyond my wildest dreams, forgive me if that sounds a little cheesy," I responded. "Bill, you are an amazing man, showing such care, any woman would be lucky to have you like I just did." "Thank you." We both then stepped out of the bathroom; I found my pants where it landed and the rest of my clothes. I then got dressed as Olivia slipped on a rather simple, yet sexy, ensemble of a pair of blue skinny jeans, and a rather sexy top with a plunging neckline. I turned to Olivia again admiring her sexy form and gathering my thoughts. "I guess this means we must part ways." "It would seem so, Bill." "Well Olivia, you are amazing, I'll probably end up seeing you again on the big screen." "Maybe in person again, I would certainly like that." "You truly leave the world better than you found it." "Thank you, it's a lifelong calling." "I respect you for that, you are changing the world." "I appreciate that." "So this is where we say goodbye." Olivia wrapped herself around me and we embraced once more. I then stepped out of the hotel room to find the bodyguard from yesterday resuming his post. He nodded, knowing what went on, on the other side of the door. I then walked off to the elevator and took it down to the lobby. It seemed to sparkle even more, than it did yesterday. It would seem to Parisian air had me intoxicated to the fullest extent. I stepped through the doors of the hotel into the Parisian streets. I felt in awe of the sights, the sky seemed bluer, air crisper, horns blared, birds chirped, but none of that compared to what had happened in that hotel room. I looked around at the people walking around and I knew that none of them had any idea what had just happened to me. I grabbed a taxi and made my way through Paris. I did wonder if I would see her again, I deemed it unlikely, seemingly a singular occurrence which, would remain with me forever. Only time would tell if our paths would ever cross again. I knew then that I would have quite the tale to tell. (Two Weeks Later) I looked out the airplane window at the bustling city in the distance. Morocco a place steeped in history. The plane made its final approach and soon it had landed. Once I had stepped out of the plane, there was a distinct scent that seemed to identify it as Morocco. I made my through the terminal and got into a taxi to a hotel. A rather fancy placed in the heart of Casablanca. The hustle and bustle of the city loomed about; it was beginning to get dark as it had been a few hours since I had landed. I settled in and caught up on some sleep. The next morning I awoke a little earlier than usual and watched the sunrise as I sipped on some coffee. I saw a beautiful sight as the sun rose into the North African sky. It made me think of Olivia, I thought it would be coincidental but still unbelievable if I had bumped into her again. I eventually got dressed and made my way into the streets. I made my way around heading for the markets within the city. A lot of the ancient architecture remained intact, much of it for a few thousands of years. Most of the streets were narrow, the inevitable clash of ancient with the modern occurs in this region in just about every direction. As I walked through the narrow streets, I listened to the bustle of the city. People went about their business. The city felt like it was alive, an organism, a being in its own right, it felt good, to experience something different yet familiar. We are all humans it would seem, sometimes circumstances have made us forget that, even though it should not be the case. I walked among hordes of people each going about their business. I saw the faces so many people, amongst the throng of people I saw a face behind sunglasses, a familiar face, so I looked again and to my surprise it was Olivia. She soon was aware of my presence and made her way toward to me. She was dressed in a pair skinny blue jeans and a low cut white top. "Well, well, we meet again." "Indeed we do, Olivia" "So what brings you here?" "Adventure and a history lesson." "Nostalgic much?" "It's a mystery, the ancient past, just getting a glimpse." "Interesting, a fascination of mine as well." "I'm assuming you are here saving world." "Why do you say that?" "Well your philanthropic endeavours, you are pretty much Wonder Woman." "Well, thank you." "So are you busy right now." "No just exploring the city like you, it would seem." "Any destination in particular?" "Not really seeing where the wind takes me, and I'm enjoying where it has brought me." "I feel the same way." "Shall we?" I asked, whilst offering my arm. "Let's," Olivia replied, whilst curling her arm around mine. We wandered through the ancient streets and felt millennia of human history still lingering around. I looked toward her and she seemed happy in my company, glowing even. It was something that I noticed the entire morning. We continued our little journey, surprisingly unnoticed my most of the populace. We took it all in, like any other couple who might visit Morocco. We eventually found ourselves back at my hotel. "Well, it has been a wonderful morning, I've enjoyed our time together, it was amazing to meet you in Paris however, seeing you again leads me to believe that I am still dreaming." "Trust me; you are very much in the realm of reality." "Thank you, well this is my hotel, would you like to come up?" "I thought you would never ask, of course." Olivia and I then made our way back up to my room. Once through the door, we sat and relaxed looking to enjoy one another's company. "It's a beautiful city," Olivia began. "A classic beauty and very mysterious as well," I responded. "Are you talking about the city Bill?" "Well Olivia what do you think?" Olivia simply laughed in response rather naughtily, I might add. "We haven't gotten to know each other that well, I think we should." "I agree Olivia." "Why don't you start?" "Of course." Our banter continued for a few more hours and by the time the sun went down we had become more than acquainted with our respective origins. I had since opened the windows as the night was as hot and humid as the day. The bustling lights of Casablanca lay before us in the distance and we soaked up the sights and savoured the sounds coming from the streets below. We had since gotten rather frisky with one another. Olivia stood up and then slowly and seductively began to strip away her clothes. She started with her top tugging, twirling and eventually pulling it over her head to reveal her white lace bra encasing her gorgeous breasts. Her jeans looked even sexier alongside her bare midriff. Olivia turned away from me and looked back me and with a curl of her finger lured me over to undo her bra and let it slip to the floor. She turned to face me and with a firm hand led me back onto the couch and began to straddle me and further enticing me with a passionate kiss. I reciprocated and returned the gesture. This seemed to have driven Olivia wild as she vocalised her appreciation. All the while I had my hands all over her exposed upper body. Her breasts felt soft and tender as one would expect. Olive then ripped my shirt open and began to move toward my crotch. Her hands swiftly unbuckled my pants and soon my erect member was standing at attention. Olivia licked her lips before wrapping them around my cock and taking it into her mouth. She rolled her eyes up to face mine and her green orbs were kept locked onto me as our eyes engaged in their own lustful dance, while she gave my cock tender loving care. Olivia's free hands were fondling my balls enhancing the sensation I felt at that moment. My mind was simply going crazy at that point. Sex with Olivia Wilde the first time around as unbelievable for lack of a better word, however meeting her again and seeing that was beyond my wildest dreams, and even beyond what happened in Paris. After some time her sucking led me to an orgasm shooting my hot sticky load in her mouth. I gestured Olivia to stand, once she had swallowed all my cum, after she did so I then undid her jeans pulled them down to her ankles. I then reached around and dipped my thumb into her gorgeous asshole and followed that with my tongue going to work on her shaved pussy. Olivia kept her head tilted back as she uttered her appreciation for my actions. My tongue continued to dart about and stimulate her pussy, and to start getting her wet in her most sensitive of spots. It felt as though I was listening to Beethoven's Ode to Joy only the orchestra was Olivia's pussy and my tongue was the conductor's baton. After bringing more joy to both our lives, Olivia began to moan a little louder indicating an inevitable orgasm on its way. As the 'orchestra' had concluded Olivia let loose an orgasm and her pussy juices shot forth as I lapped them up savouring the taste, the smell, and where I was at that moment in time. However Olivia wanted more, she pulled me up to my feet on pure sexual lust. She got me onto the couch and began to ride me like she was a cowgirl in a rodeo. She was enjoying reenergised cock inside her as she held onto me as I drilled my cock deep inside her. Were both one orgasm done but still wanted more, and we both obliged one another. Olivia continued her riding, lustful moaning, and naughty grin. She bucked and gyrated going up down on my cock. I got a firm grasp on Olivia's ass and kept it there she fucked the shit out of me. We then both got off the couch and Olivia then bent over and placed two hands firmly on the heavy wooden coffee table front of the couch and wiggled her ass at me, indicating exactly what she wanted. I slid in behind her and Olivia then lifted a hand and pointed her index finger at her asshole. I then moved my cock in front of her asshole and then slowly slide it in, Olivia let out moans as it made its way through. She was most likely wide eyed at that point. Her body, like mine was covered in sweat at that point, which the humid night simply added too. As her asshole began to loosen up and accommodate my cock inside, I begun to build up momentum, increasing slowly so as to continually savour the moment as it happened. My pace soon quickened and I was sliding in an out of Olivia's asshole with consummate ease. My grasp on her hips remained as touching her tender flesh was an aphrodisiac for me. The flesh of a woman I had lusted for I don't know how long was in my grasp and I was enjoying the moment as much as was humanly possible. Even though this was not the first time it was still unbelievably special. Was I in love, in lust, or both and I did not know at the time. Olivia was enjoying every bit of time that my cock was deep inside her asshole and I enjoyed having it inside her asshole. We were at it for quite some time covered in sweat and bodily fluids however were not done yet. Olivia moved over to the large window placed her outstretched hands on the glass and spread her luscious legs apart and arched her back. I moved up behind her and grasped her thighs as my cock went back into her awaiting pussy and I fucked her, furiously. Our bodies collided as my cock rapidly went in and out her our bodies still sweaty still dirty. It was sure send us both over the edge and after some time it was soon coming, and it seemed that our orgasms would be mutual. Just as the thought entered my mind, an orgasms entered our bodies. Olivia's pussy juices collided with my cock shooting its load and we both felt the effects and continued to fuck away until our orgasms had finally subsided. We both collapsed onto the floor exhausted beyond belief panting and trying to catch our breath. A Wilde Encounter Ch. 03 This is my third and final chapter to this series. if you haven't read the first two, you should as they tie directly into this final chapter. Anyway I hope you enjoy the story. **************** Olivia looked toward me and smiled, flashed me a beautiful smile as her body glistened in the light. I returned a smile and we were both perfectly contented at that point as though no one else existed. We soon caught our breath and let our bodies entangle themselves once more and we drifted off to sleep. After some hours we awoke to find night had given way to the dawn and the sight was made even more beautiful knowing that Olivia was with me it made me to think about all that had happened. How I got to this point, from sipping coffee in a Parisian café to having my way with Olivia Wilde over and over again. We soon got some coffee and sat down, still naked, and enjoyed each other's company. It was a surreal and beautiful thing. "It has been an unbelievable few weeks and I owe that to you Olivia." "You are a rare man, unlike any I have met before." "I'm just a man, trying to be good at heart." "You are good at heart, and amazing in the sack, I have never been fucked like that before." "Nor Have I." "When you came up to me that day in Paris, I didn't know what to think, but something told me to see what you were about, and I'm glad I did." "I'm glad you gave me a chance." Olivia leaned in kissed me, she was glowing and I started to realise that it was because of me. We continued to kiss and fondle one another, until a phone rang, it was Olivia's. She spoke for a short while and soon put it down. "I assume you are needed elsewhere." "I'm afraid so, but I want to see you again." "Anywhere, anytime you wish Olivia." "I'll call you." "I look forward to it." Olivia and I shared another embrace and passionate kiss, before she had to tear herself away. She soon gathered her things, got dressed and left but not before blowing a kiss just before she exited the door. I sat back down again and sheer amazement of what had just happened seemingly dawned on me. I had just not once but twice had sexual liaisons with a woman most dream and fantasise about. As I sat back down there was a knock at the door, I peeked through the peephole, and it was Olivia. I swung the door open and Olivia moved in quickly and shut it behind her. She moved up to me and we shared another kiss, followed by yet more kisses. "I thought you were needed elsewhere?" I said as Olivia's lips tore away from mine. "I bought us some time." I then shut my mouth as Olivia locked her lips with mine yet again. Olivia then backed up and I pulled her top from her body and dropped it to the floor and began unzipping her jeans and slipped my fingers into her panties and finger fucked her as both her hands were taking good care of my cock yet again. I needed to put my cock back inside her, so I slipped off her jeans and gestured her to jump on me which she did without hesitation. My hardened cock slid easily back inside her pussy which was still wet from our recent activities. Her arms were wrapped around my neck and mine around her waist. We fucked, Olivia moved up and down my cock with ease, skill and sheer seductiveness. Olivia's eyes were widened as she voiced her approval. We were going at it thick and fast, we did not have much time at that moment, so we made the most of it. Soon though Olivia had an orgasm rip through her as the furious and hurried nature of our fucking had her gagging for more and more. We continued in our position as Olivia kept on fucking before her orgasm had even subsided. Olivia wanted my cock and said as much whilst I held her close to me and kept my cock going in and out of her pussy. Time had passed and I eventually felt my orgasm coming but before I could let it rip Olivia had another orgasm and then I shot my load deep inside her pussy, and she loved every moment of it. After I had stopped coming I lowered her down and kissed her once again. "Okay lover, now I really need to go." "Of course Olivia." Olivia gave me a cheeky smile and then turned to collect her things and got dressed again. She waved me goodbye and left again. I then fell back on the couch exhausted and drifted off to sleep. (Three weeks later) "Bill, is that you?" "Yes, it is me." "It's Olivia." "It's great to hear from you," I responded with surprise and a little shock. "I said I wanted to see you, and I still do." "I feel the same way." Our conversation continued a little while longer after it ended. I began to get my things together, we were headed to Norway. (One Week Later) I was sat inside a Lexus LX570 with none other than Olivia Wilde by my side. The car was dark black in stark contrast to the white snow on the ground. We were headed to a remote cabin in the northern forests of Norway where there would be just us under the stars and northern lights. Olivia was clad in full winter gear but even those layers of clothes could not hide that incredibly sexy body. The drive was enjoyable, we chatted away catching up on our time away from one another. Olivia loved to talk; I loved the sound of her voice and could have listened to it all day. The drive continued and eventually we reached the cabin it was about mid-afternoon. We hopped out and headed inside. As Olivia settled in inside, I stepped out to get some wood for a fire, I looked up at the shimmering blue sky as the sun marched across it. The surrounding area was silent with only the howl of the arctic wind that broke the silence. I then got the wood from outside the cabin and began to get a fire going and as the cabin got warm and toasty I turned around to find Olivia slowly removing her layers of clothing. She started with her thick scarf untying it and dropping it on the bed. Olivia then proceeded to get out of her thick jacket and dropped it onto the bed. She pulled off her jersey and slipped it over her head. Olivia's shirt soon found its way off her body and her lacy black bra remained as the last remaining item covering her upper body. Olivia then sat back on the bed and gestured me toward her. She lifted a leg which hinted for me to take over undressing her. I tugged at the straps of her thick boots and slipped them off one at a time. I then slip off her thick socks that revealed her gorgeous feet and hinted at her amazing legs. I then moved toward her waist and unbuckled her belt; I then slowly pulled down her jeans to find her legs glistening from the light of the fire. After her jeans were off, her lacy black under wear was all that remained on her body. I pulled her to her feet and unhooked her bra and slipped it off. I got down and slipped off her panties, leaving her nude. Olivia then turned to me and began to shed my layers of clothing. She moved along quickly and then we were both nude, with the fire and our sexual arousal keeping us warm, we moved to the bed. The thick bedding cosseted us as Olivia lay on her back I was on top of her. I moved closer kissing her gently all over before moving to her luscious lips sharing a passionate kiss with her. My heart was racing and Olivia feel it as she seemingly stared directly into my soul with her beautiful eyes vibrant in colour locked with mine. I moved down her naked body, giving tender loving care to every inch of it. I got down to her pussy and began to use my fingers and tongue to entice more arousal and wetness from her vagina. I ran the tips of my fingers along the opening of her pussy, being gentle with my touch which Olivia enjoyed. I ran my tongue slowly and gently over the opening of her pussy and after that dipped it inside slowly at first then I began to flick my tongue in every direction driving her wild slowly but surely. Olivia's responses were getting a little loud; we were in the middle of nowhere so it did not matter. No one around, all that there was here, was the two of us. Our bodies entangled and our minds filled with lust. As I continued to lick tenderly away and arouse Olivia's pussy, her enjoyment was evident from her vocal approval. She then gestured me up and I was eager to return the favour. I moved myself back on the bed and then placed my hands behind myself on the wooden frame at the edge of the bed. Olivia lifted herself up and proceeded to get onto all fours in front me and move toward my awaiting, stiff member. She moved in closer whilst keeping her derriere still pointing skywards. Her hands found their way to my balls and her tongue lubricating the tip of my cock whilst her manicured nails tickled my balls. Her tongue moved down along the length of my shaft and then she moved her mouth over and slid down onto my cock. Her sucking was amazing and oh so arousing, as though it was getting my stiff cock even harder. It probably was not possible but Olivia was doing just that to me as she sucked my cock and kept my balls in her grasp. My mind was racing as was my heart beat. Olivia hummed a little as her actions continued to drive me wild. Olivia then lifted herself off my cock and moved onto her back and placed her hands in front of her legs and spread them wide to which gave me ample access to her gorgeous pussy. I moved forward on the bed and toward Olivia's pussy. I positioned myself over her body and placed a hand on the bed, either side of Olivia. I then slowly slid my cock into her awaiting pussy and began fuck her slowly at first. I continued as I looked into Olivia's eyes and she returned that with a gaze into my soul. Her body began to shake as I continued to fuck her, a little faster and a little harder. My thrusting hard cock had filled up her vagina and she loved every moment of it as she screamed in delight. She let go of her legs and left them in the air. She laid her hands back on the bed as I continued to fuck away. By then our bodies were warm and seemingly unaffected by the cold weather outside. After some time I pulled out of Olivia and got off the bed and onto my feet. Olivia moved toward me and offered her vagina to me as I stood on the edge of the bed. I leaned in and slid my cock back inside. I leaned over and gestured Olivia to put her arms around me and then I lifted her and began to fuck her vertically. "Oh keep fucking me," Olivia purred as she approved of our vertical entangled state. We kept at it for a little while longer before I lowered Olivia back onto her feet. We then made our way to the rug next to the fire place. The heat from the flames was welcoming as I lay on the rug and Olivia straddled me before she lowered herself onto my cock. She leaned back and fucked my cock inside her pussy. Our movements were fluid and vigorous; we fucked like the flames danced around the fire. I felt Olivia's leg tremble a little which meant she was about to come. Her body was tender and as we fucked away her leg trembled a little more her orgasm was forthcoming. She came and her orgasm was ferocious, Olivia bucked and screamed and let the orgasm take control. That spurred me on and I fucked toward my orgasm. I fucked furiously and soon, I let go and came shooting my thick load deep inside her. We then rested down on the rug in front of the fire our bodies exhausted yet again, at that point I had fucked Olivia Wilde more times than anyone could possibly have imagined or wished for, and I was happy, horny and perfectly contented. A little peak behind the curtains had revealed that night had fallen and the time had indicated as such, it was nearing 10:00pm. "It seems the light show will be starting soon" "The Aurora Borealis, It's an amazing sight." "There is a clearing a short drive away; it would provide a perfect vantage point." "Well let's get dressed and head out there." With that Olivia proceeded to get dressed albeit neglecting to put her underwear back on. I got dressed myself and eventually, we headed out the door. I fired up the car and began the short drive to the clearing nearby. The dark was enchanting and haunting at the same time. Soon tough we reached the clearing and waited, a few minutes after we had stopped the lights began. We both stepped out of the car looked up at the sky. The swirling multitude of colours captivated and mesmerised us both, it was an amazing sight to behold. The green and red hues captured the night skyline and the lack of civilisation meant that the stars shone in full view of the both of us. We stood side by side and then grasped each other's hand. I looked toward Olivia as she looked toward me and our eyes connected. "Olivia, I love you, with all that I am . . . forever." "Bill, I love you, you have brought such joy into my life and for that I will love you forever." I just kissed her and she kissed me. "Well, Bill let's take this further." "I would like to take this further, the rest of my life, with you by my side, I could not ask for more." "Nor could I." After a while we got back into the car and headed back to the cabin. Before I got inside the cabin I grabbed a little more wood and stoked the fire. Olivia undressed yet again; she walked up to me as I had just slipped off my jacket. As the light from the fire shone upon us and we then kissed once more. (After the wedding) I walked with Olivia hand in hand once again through the streets of Paris, summer had returned and the weather was bright and sunny. Olivia was clad in a short, tantalising and very revealing summer dress blue in colour, and I was casually attired in blue short jeans and a white t-shirt. We once again headed into the café where we first met and sat down to enjoy some more coffee. We sat the same table we did almost a year ago. "This is where we started Bill." "Yes and the air still smells as sweet as it did that day. That is not at all surprising." "Probably not, I guess this is why this is called the city of lovers." "I guess, a history as rich as any other European city but one with a special enticement for lovers." "Bill I love the way you think of us as lovers first then husband and wife." "Well that is how we started and now we are husband and wife." "I agree, now Bill lets go back to the hotel, the same hotel, the same room where we first fucked." "You don't have to tell me twice."