0 comments/ 7269 views/ 1 favorites The World Exploded into Love By: coxette I ran my tongue over my lips once, quickly, but just enough to catch her eye. She'd been lost in thought for some time now, thinking about whatever it was that she was thinking, and I couldn't help but wonder if I had the nerve to ask what it was. She looked into my eyes for a moment, and then smiled. Relief spread to my fingertips, and it must've been obvious, because she cocked her head to one side. "What's wrong, David?" She asked. "Nothing. Just, admiring you." She laughed. "You're such a nut, you know that?" I nodded, and shifted my weight on our bed so I could lay my head in her lap, beside the place we'd hoped to conceive a child. Three miscarriages. Three miscarriages she'd had before. We'd tried everything, and she was starting to lose hope. She wanted a baby more than anything, and I wanted more than anything to be the one to give it to her. She stroked my hair, and I turned to face her. I looked up and into her eyes, and I saw that she had her eyes closed. She was crying. "Baby, what is it?" I asked, my hand searching for hers. "I - I don't know. I'm just so terrified that we'll never get a child, I guess." "You know we will, right? We will. I'll do whatever it takes." "Promise?" "Promise. Even if it means I'll have to work twice as hard. Even if it means we'll have to travel all the way around the world. Courteney, even if it means that I have to have sex with you every single night no matter what, I'll do it." We laughed, and she stroked my hair again. I turned my head, and kissed her stomach lightly through the sheer material of her nightgown. "There will be a baby right in here," I said, kissing it again. This time, my lips lingered, and she put both hands on my head, holding it there. I shut my eyes, and I knew she shut hers. "Thank you," she whispered, and let go. "I love you." I came up from her stomach, and pulled her into my arms, kissing her nose, as she wrapped her arms and legs around me. "I love you more." She smiled, and kissed me on the lips. "Oh god, I love you..." Another kiss. "I love you." This one longer than the one before it. "I love you." Her tears were falling again. "I love you." She inhaled and parted her lips just a little bit. "I love you, David. Oh god, I love you forever and ever and ever--" her voice was trailing off as she cried, and I cradled her head and she kissed me again. "And ever and ever and ever and ever and ever..." So tight we held each other, bound as if life itself would end if ever we were to separate. We parted our lips and her tongue pressed into my mouth, as we lay down on the bed together. The taste of her kiss and the salt of her tears blended with the warmth of her love and I was overwhelmed. I could not stop my hands from searching out her skin; my desperate need to touch the softness of her body took control of me, and I unbuttoned her nightgown, never once breaking our kiss, and slid it down her body. I managed to push it down to her hips, but no further, as she urgently pressed her hands up under my shirt, caressing my skin, and I could resist her offers no longer. I kept her close to me, my fingers trailing up her back into her hair, her tiny frame enveloped in mine as our tongues danced and our legs entwined. I didn't want to break our kiss, so I tried to use my hands to finish removing her gown, but it wouldn't slide at all. She parted our lips long enough to mumble, "Just rip it." and she kissed me deeper than ever. I was more than happy to oblige, and the thin material tore easily. She was wearing nothing underneath. My fingers were eager to touch and feel, caressing her from her neck to her hips. She shivered in my arms, and one of her hands reached down into my boxers, grabbing me and stroking me gently. I was squirming underneath her, and I raised my hips to kick my shorts onto the floor. I was wearing only a tee shirt, so she grabbed it by the collar and tore through it, never ceasing to kiss me. I ran my tongue lightly over the roof of her mouth as we moved together, sliding the rest of my clothes off and taking her into my arms again, and she moaned quietly, her legs wrapping around me once more, and her nails gliding up my back, sending goose bumps down my spine. She ground into me, rolling her hips and sighing into my mouth. I ground back against her, and reached a hand between us to stroke her clit. She moaned even louder, and finally broke the kiss to shout "YES! Oh DAVID!" We kept our foreheads close together, and I began to pant heavily as she reached down and began working me also. I pushed a finger up and into her, my thumb still caressing her clitoris, and she moved faster, joining our lips together again as we masturbated each other. I didn't feel that I could make love to her without knowing that she too was thoroughly satisfied, so I pulled my hand from her and then her from me, and my lips left hers to draw each of her nipples into my mouth, tugging and nibbling until she grabbed my hair in pleasure, her head shaking back and forth as I descended. I dragged my teeth down her stomach, and my tongue darted out to flick over her skin as I reached her navel and deliberately skipped to her thighs. She held my head even tighter and arched her back as I planted kisses up the softness of her inner thighs. One of my favorite things about Courteney was her flavor. Just the thought of my tongue on her body made me weak. I could honestly tell anyone that the only thing in the world that I loved doing more than anything was tasting her. Each and every crevice was peaches and cream. I licked her slowly, torturously. Here, with my face buried in the most intimate of places, relishing in the erotic sweetness between my wife's parted thighs. Here, as I caressed her with my tongue, listening to the words she was whispering to me amidst her sighs and gasps. Here was where I wanted to stay for all eternity. "Oh David, don't stop, baby, don't stop, please, oh, please, god oh David I love you baby, oh I love you, don't stop, oh god don't stop please baby ohhh..." She mumbled over and over again, and I knew she was close. I pressed my tongue between her waiting lips, and she shivered and let out a yell, contracting and tensing around me. Her hands closed over the back of my neck, and she pressed her nails into my skin, but I didn't care. It was her mark of passion, and I loved it. I licked her again, harder, and she let out a scream, pleasure washing over her again. This time, she ran her fingers through my hair over and over again. Lapping up the nectar of her loins, she sat up and smiled, satisfied. "Delicious, as always," I told her, licking my lips, as she giggled and looped her arms around my neck. "You are amazing." "And you're phenomenal." I kissed her neck, and she moaned quietly. "No, I mean - at that. How'd you get so good?" She moved her face to mine, and touched our noses together. "I dunno...practice, I guess." "Practice?" She raised an eyebrow. I smiled. "Yeah. But, I suppose, since I'm so good, I don't need any more, right?" I squeezed her once, and she started laughing. "Well, in that case - you suck." She played, running a finger down my chest. "So do you. But I'm sure you do it way better than I do." I winked at her, and she rolled her eyes. "Was that a dirty innuendo, David?" "I don't know, was it?" "Do you always answer a question with a question?" "Nope." I smiled, and she hit me playfully, her hair falling off her shoulder. I leaned in and kissed her neck, sucking gently, and she sighed and tensed as I drifted down to her breasts, my stomach pressing between her legs as I settled in. I adored Courteney's breasts, more than any I had ever seen. They weren't large, but they were pale and soft and perfectly rounded. Her nipples, small and deep pink, stood at attention as I ran my thumbs over them. She bit her lip and shut her eyes, and I peppered them with kisses, my tongue darting out as I trailed my lips over her skin again. My arms were around her waist, holding her to me as I drew one perfect nipple into my mouth, sucking and caressing it with my tongue, and I switched, her back arching slightly and her breath catching in her throat. "David," she choked, "David, oh, David baby, ohh..." I slipped up to her neck and kissed her on the lips, briefly, much to her protest. My tongue circled her ear around the outside, and I bit her earlobe, making her squirm beneath me. I couldn't help but let my mind wander, thinking of how beautiful she looked in the throes of passion, how her eyes sparkled right before we kissed, and how she cried out my name, and only mine. Courteney turned her head and clutched at me, leaning up to whisper in my ear. "Take me now," she purred, and I could deny her nothing. Our lips met in a blazing kiss, and she spread her legs wider, my aching erection slipping easily between her eager thighs Her moan was loud and low, the kind that chilled me to the bone and turned me on like nothing I'd ever experienced, and she fused her lips to mine again, trying to control her breath without taking her tongue from my mouth. Her arms and legs were locked around me, my hips thrusting harder and faster, faster and harder, and she tore her lips away in an instant to yell to the skies. "Take me! I'm yours, I'm yours... I love you, David, I'm yours... forever and ever and ever and ohhhhhh – and ever and – mmmm, David, oh god, oh JESUS I'm yours forever and ever and ever I love you-" I cut her off with another kiss. Her babbling was encouraging, and God, did it turn me on, but I wanted to last for her. I wanted her to feel like this as long as she wanted to. She softened her moans as we kissed, her hands gripping the back of my head, her tongue rhythmic and the roll of her hips sensually hypnotic. I parted our lips to press my cheek to hers. "I love you, Courteney," I whispered, and her legs spread wider as I drove deep again, the friction of our bodies unearthly. "I love you, David." I put my hand behind her sweaty neck, and drew her closer, her hands sliding down my back, desperate for a hold on me. "I want to drown in you," I said, from the bottom of my heart, and I pulled my head back to look her in the eyes, my pace slowing a little to focus on her. I looked at her warmly, emotion pouring out of me as her eyes reflected my love, and the tears falling down her cheeks voiced the poetry that words could not. I kissed her softly, sweetly, passionately, and drove again, powerfully. She sobbed and bit down on my lips, her arms tightening around my neck as she shivered, and a wave of pleasure and emotion and desperation soared through us both, taking us beyond the stars, beyond the planets, and beyond the heavens to the place where our souls rested. And the world exploded into love all around us, our screams falling upon deaf ears, uniting our bodies, our lives, our hearts, our minds, and our existence. And for one moment, a flash of light blinded sight beyond my eyes, and I knew that after this night, the woman beneath me would bear the luckiest child in the world.