0 comments/ 15553 views/ 0 favorites When Dreams Come True By: Moonlight_33 Madison tossed and turned in her sleep. He was there again. The dark man with an even darker purpose. He reached out to her with a hand that was little more than flesh and bone. She tried to run, but was frozen in place, terrified and alone. A skeletal finger reached out and touched her face, sending a chill surging through her. She woke with a start, her thin cotton nightgown drenched in a cold sweat. She hated that dream so much. It heralded bad, evil, and soon. Wrapping herself in a blanket, Madison wandered out into the night. Drawing a bucket of water from the well, she carried it back to the house, being careful not to spill a drop. Setting it down before the fire, and taking a small knife from the bench, she made herself comfortable. Running the keen edge of the blade over her palm, she closed her fist tight, letting the thick red blood trickle on the surface of the water. She bound her bloodied hand with a cloth; she would deal with it later, and leaned over the bucket. Clearing her mind, she focused on nothing as the image in the water began to form, and take shape. A man, in his mid twenties, sitting alone at a table in a tavern. Clean shaven and well dressed, his muscular body was more than impressive to behold. She gazed longingly upon the image. This was the man she'd been shown time and time again. He was the one who would love her like no other could, her soul mate, her destiny. She whispered his name aloud. "Jake" As if he heard his name mentioned, he turned to look around him, but finding no one, he returned to his ale, and his solitude. Returning to her bed, Madison covered the wound on her palm with her other hand. Opening her mind, she could feel the heat building, pulsing, and surging into the wound. When she parted her hands the wound was healed without so much as a trace. Surrendering to her dreams, she found him there, awaiting her with a broad smile and open arms. She goes to him willingly, wantonly. Their mouths meet as their bodies come together. A shimmering light envelopes them and their clothing vanishes, wrapping them in the warmth of the glowing light. He sank to the ground, taking her with him, pulling her body to his. Entwining his fingers in the glory of her long blond hair, he ran the silky smooth strands through his fingers, lifting them to his nose to breathe deep the sweet odor of her. Leaning over him, she kisses her way over his chest, licking and biting as she works her way down. Lower and lower she ventures, until at last the finds the object of her desire. She hungered for him, for the taste and feel of him. Sliding her hand around his flaccid member, she begins to stroke it gently, feeling it grow and harden in her hand. She smiles knowingly; blowing warm air over the now swollen red head, sending a vibrant sensation running up his shaft. Reaching out with the tip of her tongue, she begins to tease, to taste, holding back the desire to devour him with her hungry mouth. Licking her lips, making them wet; she runs them over his head in little kisses, brushing her teeth gently against his sensitive end. Taking the head full in her mouth, she begins to suck, running the tip of her tongue around the rim of his perfect mushroomed head. A moan escapes his lips, and she draws him deeper into her mouth, humming softly as she dipped and lifted her pretty face. Squeezing his balls lovingly, tasting the salt of his sweat, her excitement builds. Pulling her around to within his reach, his fingers explore, and caress her tender folds of skin. Finding the place he knows she likes to be touched most, he begins to stroke, making the hard little bud even harder. She moans louder, sucking harder and faster with the stimulation her wet clit was receiving. With a deep groan, his cock exploded into her mouth and she tightened her lips around his shaft, allowing none of his seed to escape, swallowing deep all he gave her. With a heated rush her own climax surged through her, sending shudders through every part of her being. She woke with her breath heavy, and her body on fire. Feeling between her legs, she found a familiar wetness. She smiled and snuggled back into her pillow. She had had this dream before, many times, but now a dream was not enough, she wanted the real man. She wanted Jake. With the dawning of the new day, Madison packed a few belongings, saddled her horse, and headed off in the direction she knew in her heart Jake would be. She stopped briefly at a neighboring house, and asked them to care for her livestock in exchange for the milk and eggs, then began her journey. It was an hour before dusk when she reached the first village, so she made her way to the only tavern in sight and rented a room for the night. There were not many rooms available, the better ones being used by the tavern whores, but she was saddle sore and grateful just to have a warm dry place to sleep for the night. No sooner was she tucked into the rickety bed than the noise of a whore catering to the needs of a customer in the next room began. She tried to ignore it, but soon the sounds of moaning and groaning, the primal sounds of animal behavior, stirred the primal side of herself. Rolling over she discovered a hole in the wall that gave her a full view of the bed, and the couple on it, in the next room. She turned away, but as the noise continued, curiosity got the better of her and she pressed her eye back to the hole. A large, hairy man stood leaning back against the corner post of the canopy bed while a chubby woman with bleached hair and enormous breasts kneeled before him. She had his cock in her hand, playing with it and teasing it with her tongue, running her lips up and down the length of it. Madison cringed at the thought. The man looked as though he had not bathed in months. She continued to watch, as the man became a little impatient to take his pleasure. Grabbing a hand full of the woman's hair, he pulled back her head saying, "Stop playin with the fucking thing and suck it." The woman complied, taking the full length of him into her mouth, sucking hard and fast. He began to groan again, sounding more like an animal in pain than a man receiving pleasure. Digging both his filthy hands into her hair, he proceeded to brutally fuck her mouth. She protested and tried to break free of him as his pounding busted her bottom lip against her teeth, but he continued. The sight of her blood on his cock seemed to stir him to greater heat. With a desperate lunge, she tried to break free of him, but he grabbed her hair, dragging her across the floor to the bed. He threw her over the edge of the bed on her stomach with less sensitivity then he would have had with a sack of grain, and forced his hard cock into her with tremendous force. She screamed in pain as he drove himself into her again and again, slapping her ass so hard that the impact could be heard in the bar. Suddenly the door bust open and two me raced in, dragging the wretch from the woman yelling something about damaging the merchandise, and she'll be useless for a week. The woman sank to the floor sobbing as the two men dragged him naked from the room and dumped him and his belongings in the street, closing the door behind them and leaving the whore to tend to her self. She didn't get up. She just stayed huddled on the floor weeping. Madison could not bear it. She dressed and knocked lightly on the door. When there was no answer, she opened the door quietly, and took great care to close it again without making a sound. Kneeling down, she touched the woman gently and was a little shocked when she flinched away. She looked up at Madison and gave her a week smile when she realized it was a woman come to give her aid, not another man come to torture her. Taking her hand, Madison helped her onto the bed and inspected the damage. Wetting a wash cloth, she wiped away the congealing blood from her lip and a dirty smudge from her cheek. The woman touched her hand, smiling at her in gratitude. "My name's Peggy. Your taking a great risk coming in here, but I doubt they will be back while they think I am damaged." Her smile turned bitter sweet. "Did he hurt you badly?" Madison had herbs in her backpack that could help with pain should she have need of them, and she could heal simple wounds with her hands. Peggy chuckled a little, "Honey, he didn't hurt me much at all. His cock was so damn small I doubt he could do himself damage. I just wanted the filthy mongrel gone and a few days rest." Madison had to smile at this woman's cunning and bravery. She was quite impressed. Peggy was still naked on the bed when Madison went to rinse the cloth and refresh it. She noticed a bruise beginning to form on Peggy's breast, and pressed the cold cloth against it. Peggy gave her a wicked smile, "So tell me Honey," "My name is Madison." "So tell me Maddy, have you ever been with a woman?" Maddy looked at the woman a little confused. Peggy chuckled. "Have you have made love to another woman? I feel I should repay your kindness, and I have a need that is as yet, unfulfilled." Maddy knew all to well the feel of having a need that was left yearning, her own groin was demanding satisfaction after the disturbing, yet arousing scene she had witnessed. She had never been with anyone, let alone a woman, but she was curious by nature and aroused beyond the point of no return. She thought of retreating back to her room, relieving her self in a way she knew and enjoyed. Looking into Peggy's eyes, her curiosity and imagination began to run rampant. Her nerves threatened to overcome her and send her fleeing, but when Peggy reached up to place a tender kiss upon her lips, she knew there was no turning back. Leaning down, Maddy kissed the bruise softly, breathing deep the sweet scent of lavender. Peggy ran her fingers through Maddy's pretty hair, leading her mouth to a now hard, dark nipple. She sighed heavily as Maddy sucked it into her mouth, teasing and tasting as she had seen Peggy do with the mans erect cock. Peggy slipped her fingers between her own thighs, and spreading her legs a little, she began to rub and touch herself in a way Maddy was all to familiar with. Running her hand down Peggy's arm, their fingers joined and played together, working their way over Peggy's swollen clit. Maddy inserted a long, slender finger inside Peggy while Peg continued to pinch her pleasure point between her fingers. Maddy could tell Peggy's arousal was growing and she added a second finger, and then a third. Peggy's head fell back and a deep moan escaped her lips. Maddy could feel the inner walls of Peg's pussy pulsing, and the juices coated her fingers. Peggy flopped back on the bed, her body well satisfied, looking up to see Maddy licking her fingers. Maddy had been curious. She had tasted herself many times, and wondered if another woman juices were the same. Peggy's taste was different to hers, and quite pleasant. She licked her fingers clean, and bent down to Peggy, intent on getting a better taste. Spreading the woman's legs, she reached out with her tongue and licked her still throbbing clit tenderly. Peggy moaned as a new pleasure surged through her. Maddy licked down, slurping and sucking all the sweet juice Peg had to offer, then slid her tongue deep into peg's hot juicy hole. There she found a plentiful supply of the honey she now hungered for. Her blood began to pound faster through her veins, and her head swam as her own body became consumed with the primal need for completion. Peg could feel the younger woman's need building, and lifting her onto the bed. She lifted Maddy's skirt and spread her young, tender thighs. Peg moved to kneel between Maddy's spread legs, gazing in adoration at the sweet young lips she hungered to kiss. Reaching out, she spread the pink lips of Maddy's already wet pussy, seeking to find that wondrous bud that brought the only pleasure she had in her life. She touched it lightly, the affect surging through Maddy, her back arching and her breath catching. Slowly, Peggy began to stoke and massage her clit, delighting at the small animalistic noises that escaped Maddy's luscious mouth. Rubbing her finger over the first tight hole, she slipped it inside, surprised to find a barrier. Maddy was still a virgin. Peggy was thrilled. The only virgins she ever had where the randy sons of farmers who grew tired of tugging them selves, or their mothers got tired of washing the sheets. The thought almost made her giggle. Maddy had never felt so exhilarated. She looked at the women pleasuring her. She never thought to be done so well by a woman, let alone a wonton whore, but there she was with her legs spread, willing this woman to bring her to climax. She felt a little like a whore herself, wanting to be sucked and pleasured in ways she had only dreamed. Bending down, Peggy would taste this woman's virgin juices, and bring her to fulfillment without taking her maidenhead. She had never hungered for the taste of a woman so much. Never wanted to please a woman so much. She wanted this girl going away from this place remembering the greatest orgasm of her life was brought on by a woman. Dipping her head she took her first taste. Mmmmmmm, so sweet. Her powerful mouth began to suck and lick, nibbling gently on the delicate folds of skin, sucking her pearl like clit, and sliding her fingers gently in and out of her virgin hole. Slowly Madison's pleasure began to build. Her heart raced and breathing quickened as Peggy worked her tongue harder and faster over her pleasure bud. As the honey flowed from Maddy's hole, Peggy was quick to lap it up, not allowing a single drop of the rare delight escape her hungry lips. Maddy's sounds of pleasure grew faster and higher pitched, and for a moment Peggy was worried the younger woman would cry out in her climax. As if reading Peggy's mind, Maddy grappled for a cushion and covered her mouth. Her body erupted as the orgasm swept through her, arching her back and spreading her legs even wider. Peg continued to lick and stimulate her pulsing, hot pussy, sending wave after orgasmic wave rushing over Maddy's slender form. At last it subsided, and Peggy had swallowed her fill of virgin love juices. The two women lay together for a while, enjoying each other's company before Maddy returned to her own room and slept a wonderful, dreamless sleep. Before dawn Madison was back on her horse heading east. Her pussy pressed hard against the saddle, still sensitive from her encounter with Peggy, and threatening to bring her to climax again should she press to hard on her tender clit. Perhaps when she stopped for a rest at noon she would relieve her tension. Late that afternoon she decided to rest in a much cleaner tavern in a much larger village. She took a seat at a table towards the back of the room and satisfied her need for nourishment. The thick lamb stew was delicious, filled with vegetables and grains. As she mopped up the remainder of the gravy with some bread, a tingle raced up her spine telling her that she was being watched. Slowly and so not to attract attention she looked for the source. For a moment her heart threatened to jump out of her throat. There, on the other side of the room, was Jake. She'd found him. He sat alone at a table drinking ale, and she watched him unashamedly, taking notice of every move, every detail. Their eyes met, and locked. He knew her as well as she knew him. He had seen her often in his dreams. Held her in his arms and shown her all of his passion, and tasted hers. Abandoning his unfinished tankard he moved to her table and took a chair across from her. Their eyes never left each other for a moment. He lifted her hand, kissing and licking her fingers. A soft moan escaped her lips and he knew at once that she was indeed the woman of his dreams. The sweet song of her passionate moans had never left his thoughts. Touching her cheek, he almost whispered, "Hello Maddy." She smiled lovingly into his eyes, lifting her hand and meshing her fingers with his on her cheek. "Hello Jake." They sat, staring lovingly into each others eyes, neither one daring to look away incase this was another dream and at a blink would vanished, waking alone in their beds. Their moment was shattered when a man pulled a chair, turned it backwards, and straddled it. "Hey Jackie boy, who's your whore? Maybe I should try her out for ya, see if she's any good." He reached for a strand of her hair but she pulled her head away, his hand grasping empty air. Jake gave him warning glare. "I'll thank you to mind your mouth. This lady is my future wife." She squeezed his fingers with pride, a warm rush surging threw her body, making her blush. Marriage was more than she dared dream of. The man burst into fits of laughter. "This little vixen has far to much fire for you, she needs a real man, someone who can tame her, beat her pretty face into submission." He touched her cheek and she went cold all over, a sudden realization hitting her. She knew that touch, that chill. This man was the dark one in her dreams. Her nightmares. No good could come from this man's intentions. Jake became furious, getting to his feet and reaching for his sword. The other man jumped to his feet, raising his palms and backing away with a grin on his face. "Easy there Jake, you might hurt yourself with that thing." Still laughing, he walked to the other side of the tavern, slapping another man on the back and bursting into another fit of hideous laughter. Jake sat back down reaching for her hand once more, kissing her fingers. "I am sorry about that my love. Bart has been a thorn in my side my entire life and will do anything to humiliate me." She touched his face lovingly. "It's alright Sweetheart, I have dealt with worse." Jake was still angry, "You will never have to deal with it again, I promise you. Maddy, will you do me the honor of being my bride?" Their eyes met and she was in heaven, "Yes my love, oh yes." His kissed her fingers adoringly. "Go to your room and lock the door. Prepare yourself. I will return within the hour with a priest to see us wed." She almost leapt from her chair and hugged him tight, running for the stairs that lead to her room. Stopping at the top to blow him a kiss. She was dizzy with excitement, rushing into her room and locking the door, spinning on the spot hugging herself. She was getting married. Jake scanned the tavern carefully before he moved. When he was satisfied that Bart was gone, he went in search of Father Joseph. Still, he could not shake the feeling that his older brother was up to no good. He would hurry. Maddy stripped and stepped into the tub, poring water from the pitcher over her slim form and working the soap into a thick lather. Rubbing it all over her body, she loved the silky smooth feel, caressing her breasts, her belly, her buttocks, and that delicate place between her thighs. She washed slowly, taking great pleasure in the scented soap and warm water, missing nothing. She wanted to be perfect the first time Jake took her in the flesh. The thought set her pussy on fire, coating her inner lips with thick, creamy juices. Filling the pitcher again, she rinsed away the soap, leaving her supple skin looking like new silk, and smelling of roses. She was reaching for the towel the door burst open. Bart had been watching through he keyhole and could take no more. He would have this woman before his weakling of a brother. He found her desirable, and what he desired, he got. Maddy screamed in fright as he threw himself upon her, pinning her naked body to the floor, knocking the breath from her lungs. Fumbling with the buckle on his trousers, he covered her mouth with his other hand, trying in vain to muffle her cries. She bit into his hand, drawing blood. Cursing, he struck her face so hard she thought her teeth would come loose. She screamed and Bart's body was lifted from hers and thrown across the room. Jake had kicked his brother full in the side, launching him and cracking several ribs. Maddy rolled to the corner, seeking shelter, Father Joseph grabbing a blanket and covering her shivering form. When Dreams Come True Butterflies race through my belly as I watch the plane land. I'm so excited at the thought of finally meeting Scott, my internet friend whom I imagine myself to be in love with after months of online contact. I've asked myself a million times "how can I truly fall in love with somebody through a machine?" I'm yet to look into his eyes, observe his body language. I hope he approves of the deep green long flowing skirt and black singlet I've chosen to wear. Will he like the smell of my perfume? How are his arms going to feel wrapped around me? Are the sparks going to fly when he finally kisses me? Is our love true? So many unanswered questions are flashing through my mind and I'm so close to finding out the truth I'm almost hyper-ventilating at the possibility of it not being my dream come true. As the passengers disembark all the bad stories I've heard of internet meets gone wrong come rushing back. What have I done? This mans travelled half-way around the world to see me and I'm full of hesitation and doubt. I quickly chastise myself and try to relax as my eyes scan the passengers looking for his familiar face. I see him, he's looking as nervous as I am and I realize the same kinds of thoughts are probably going through his head too. Our eyes lock and I take in his appearance. I'm very impressed by his attire, a pair of jeans and a trendy blue shirt which compliment his boyish good looks. We push through the crowded room to come together. He's everything I'd hoped for and more, as we embrace it feels so right. The tears start to stream down my cheeks and I cling to him, I never want to let him go. We look deep into each others eyes and our lips are drawn together for our first kiss. 'Oh yes' the sparks are certainly flying between us as we are lost in the moment, oblivious of the crowd around us. After what seemed like an eternity we break the kiss, seconds later our lips lock together again but with more urgency. My nipples are as hard as his cock as our bodies give away the arousal we are feeling for each other. Another passenger accidentally bumps into us and brings us back to reality. He grabs my hand and we quickly retrieve his luggage, eager to leave the terminal and get to somewhere private. He throws his suitcase in the boot and as we climb into the car our lips meet again, our tongues start to explore each others mouths with an urgency we can no longer control. I climb onto his lap as he sits in the passenger seat and we both start to moan as I grind my pussy onto his hardened shaft through our clothes. My body is screaming out for him to take me and I know he wants to penetrate me just as badly. I'm aroused to the point where I break the kiss and look deep into his eyes. I can see the passion he's feeling and I start to beg "oh please Scott, I want you more than I've ever wanted any man before. I've waited for this moment for so long, please Scott, make love to me, I need to feel you inside me and I know you want you me as desperately as I want you." His eyes scan the car-park, people are coming and going everywhere around us and we are already attracting a fair amount of attention. "Let's get out of here" he recommends. "Would you like me to drive?" he asks, knowing that I would find it hard concentrating in my heightened state of arousal. I pass him the keys and before long we are heading down the highway about half an hours drive away from my home. My hand rests on his leg but I long for him so badly my fingers creep up to feel his hardness through his jeans. I can't control myself any longer and I pop the button on his jeans, pull down his fly and release his impressive member. As he tries to concentrate on driving I study his cock. His ball bag was smooth and bald, his sack full of seed which had been saved especially for me. My eyes followed the veins up his shaft, taking it all in, right up to the mushroom head which was swollen and throbbing, a drop of pre-cum was glistening on the tip as proof of his arousal. It looked so inviting I loosened my seat belt so I could lower my head onto his lap and lick his man juice. It tasted so yummy it left me longing for more so I parted my lips and took his cock deep into my mouth and started to suck. A moan escaped his lips and my juice started to gush, soaking into my panties. I needed to explore every inch of his sexual organ so I gently licked his smooth sack all over and worked my way up his shaft which left him twitching with pleasure and longing. Another moan escaped his lips as I sucked him deep into my mouth again, flicking my tongue around to give him more sensations than he could handle and he released his seed into my mouth. I savoured every drop of his warm cum as I swallowed it down almost orgasming myself as it worked its way into my belly giving me a nice warm glow of satisfaction. "My god Mel, that was great, I could really tell you enjoyed that" he managed to say in a thick, husky voice filled with passion. "Take off your panties Mel, let me feel how juicy you are." Without hesitation I ripped off my soaking panties and threw them to the floor of the car. His hand crept over and a finger slowly worked its way into my smooth, bald pussy where he coated his digit with my juice. My hips rose and my legs spread wide so my engorged clit was poking out as he started to rub the folds of skin around my sensitive button as he drove along. His practised fingers were hitting all the right places as he worked two deep into my love hole then back to my clit. I was screaming out in pleasure as my orgasm built up to its peak. I came so hard I collapsed back onto the seat as my pussy contracted, squirting my juice all over the seat. Minutes later I directed him into my drive-way. While still recovering from my intense orgasm I managed to unlock the door as he followed closely. As soon as we entered the room we turned to each other and started to kiss again and hold each other close. We had taken the edge off during the car ride home, now we could take our time and really enjoy each other. As the connection between us grew stronger I had the urge to say; "Scott, I love you so much. It's not just about sex for me. I fell in love with you online but now we've met in person I can honestly say I'm truly committed to you. Take me Scott. Claim my body as a prize for winning my love." He fished into his pocket and pulled out a velvet box and handed it to me. As I opened it up my eyes widened with surprise as I took in its contents. A gold chain with a heart locket; inside the locket was a picture of Scott. "This is a token of my love for you. Let's make the most of the two weeks we've got together. When I'm gone, wear it around your neck, the heart shaped locket will rest on your heart so I'll always be close until I can return and be with you forever." My arms wrapped around his neck and I drew his head to mine and we engaged in a deep and meaningful kiss that instantly got my juices flowing again. I fumbled with the buttons of his shirt until it slipped off his shoulders and onto the floor. He swiftly removed my singlet and bra and his eyes took in my breasts. I ditched the skirt so I was standing before him naked. He removed his jeans so we could be naked together and I got my turn to appreciate his form. We reached out for each other and came together with so much electricity we were almost glowing. As we tumbled to the floor he manoeuvred me around so I was sitting on his face. His tongue darted into my pussy and he firmly licked up all my juice which was flowing freely from within me. His cock was stiff and inviting and I took him into my mouth and sucked him as deep as I could. His tongue was flicking around my clit sending shivers through me as he made his way to my ass where he gently licked my rim making my juice gush and run down his chin. As he pleased me with his mouth I slowly worked a finger into his ass and gently massaged his prostate as my lips glided over his shaft sending us both into a sexual frenzy. "Oh Scott, I want you, I need you. Please fuck me Scott, I can't wait any longer, I need to feel your cock inside me." He rolled out from under me and came in behind me as I waited for him on my hands and knees. This was the moment I'd been waiting for since I first started communicating with him online and I was totally ready to give myself to him. He entered me slowly from behind, working his cock inch by inch into my waiting pussy. I couldn't hold back the moans of pleasure as we fully connected as one. It was so intense I almost collapsed to the floor. My arms and legs became weak as a wave of sensation washed over me as he drove his hardness into my core, making me completely his. As his pace quickened I moved my hips to the rhythm of his lovemaking. As he took me over the edge into climax he screamed out "Mel I love you so much" as he pumped his cum deep into me sending me into a multiple orgasm. We stayed locked together until the sensations had subsided then we both collapsed onto the floor in each others arms completely breathless. I was totally in love with him and I knew he felt the same way about me. All my dreams had come true. When Dreams Come True Jake stood ready, this time Bart was not going to get away with his treachery. He drew his sword and waited. Bart got to his feet laughing. Drawing his own sword, it was time to be rid of this half brother once and for all. Bart lunged; a little surprised at the speed with which Jake defended. He attacked again, seeking to gain an easy advantage, but Jake was faster, and more controlled. Bart Laughed, "So they did teach you something in that fancy school Father sent you to. Very well, They taught you to fight like a man, did they teach you to die like one too?" He renewed his attack, trying hard to beat Jake into a corner, but Jake was by far the superior swordsman, turning quickly and slicing deep into Bart's sword arm. Bart howled in pain, grabbing the wound as blood flowed thick and dark down his arm. Jake stood ready for another outburst, but Bart realized he was outmatched and fled the room. Jake resheathed his sword and went to his ladylove. Holding her to him he stroked her hair, checking the mark Bart had left on her pretty face. He swore a silent oath that someday time would catch up with Bart, and when it did he would have the vengeance he so richly deserved for 25 years of torment. "My love, did he?" He could barely bring himself to ask the question. Looking deep into his deep brown eyes, she knew exactly what he was thinking. "No my Darling, my virtue is intact, but had you been a few moments later, I would not be so complete. I thank the gods you came when you did." He lifted her face to his and kissed her tenderly. "Father Joseph and I will wait outside the door and let you dress, no one will get near you again." He helped her to her feel, kissing her softly, and followed the priest out of the room, closing the door behind them. Maddy took a deep breath and held it, letting it go slowly. She had known Bart would be trouble, but that Jake's own brother would try and do such a thing, she pushed the thought aside and hoped back into the tub. She needed to wash away any trace of Bart touching her, so she took her time. Dried, dressed and ready, she opened the door. Jake was leaning against the raining of balcony, chatting with Father Joseph when she came out. He mouth dropped open at the sight of her. "By the gods Maddy, you're beautiful." He reached for her but the priest interceded. "Vows first, consummation after." They all chuckled and side by side, Madison and Jake knelt before the administrator of God and spoke their oaths. They had not noticed the crowd that had gathered behind them on the stairs to witness their binding. When the cord was tied and he turned to kiss his bride, a might cheer went up and the staircase threatened to give way. Maddy and Jake could not help but laugh. Sweeping her up in his strong arms, Jake carried his bride to her room, kicking the door closed. The lock was busted but no one dare disturb the newly weds on the marriage bed. Setting her on the bed, he gazed down upon her. He had always believed that somewhere in the world was that one perfect person created just for him, and he knew in his heart that she was the one. Maddy stood before her husband. Reaching for the laces that would free her from the confined of the gown, but his tender hand stopped her short. She smile at him knowingly, lovingly, as he released the ties, letting the gown fall to the floor and leaving her standing before him naked and proud. She reached for the buttons on his shirt, taking her time to explore his magnificent chest. The shirt fell to the floor alongside the gown. With the tips of her fingers she traces the lines and ripples of his well built arms and shoulders. Running her fingers through the hair on his chest, kissing everything they touched. The buckle on his pants came away with ease and moments later they too were on the floor. They took a moment to admire each other's bodies, absorbing every detail, every exquisite curve. He reached for her and she came willingly to his arms. Touching her cheek, he looked deep into her eyes. "Welcome to my life Mrs. Carlson." His kiss set her body on fire. She wanted him, needed him, ached for him, but she would not rush this. Not for any reason. Lifting her into his arms once more, he lay her on the bed. Feasting his eyes on the wonder of her body, he began to kiss it. Taste it. Worship it. Taking her hands, he held them tenderly above her head, kissing from her fingers, down each arm, stopping to nibble lightly on her perfectly rounded shoulder. His lips found her neck, her throat, and at last, a firm, heaving breast. Savoring every inch, he kissed and tasted her tender breast, finding her erect pink nipples and pulling them between his lips. She moaned softly, her head beginning to spin as desire took control of her senses. Her hips began to lift and gyrate, crying out for his attention. Reluctantly he left her delicate breasts behind, kissing his way over her stomach, pausing only to lick and tease her navel. The soft fur covering her mound rose to meet him. Burying his nose amongst it, he could smell her desire, her need. He rubbed he face against her; she was so soft, so warm. His cock was aching with the need to be buried deep inside her, but he ignored it, he would not cheat his ladylove of all the pleasure she deserved. Lifting his body over her, his hungry mouth found her pink, juicy lips, and her hand found his throbbing cock. A deep groan escaped his mouth as her tongue found his swollen head, and she spread her legs wide to welcome him. Parting her delicate lips with his fingers, he gazed upon her perfection, touching and licking it with great reverence. He slid his tongue over her slowly, exploring and tasting every groove, every fold, coming to the place he already knew so well from their shared dreams. The tight little bud stood erect, demanding attention, and he would not deny it. Sucking it into his mouth, he flickered his tongue over it, sending shudders through her body and making her cry out softy. Maddy's body was well past the point of no return, his tender actions lifting her to hights she could never have imagined. With his handsome face buried between her widely spread legs, she turned her own attention to his hard cock. Reaching out with her tongue, she licked the salty cream and tasted it. Mmmmmm. His pre-cum was delicious. She wanted more. Taking his engorged head between her lips, she began to tease and tantalize, pushing the point of her tongue into the tight little hole, retrieving every drop of his juice. Moving her lips along his shaft, she begins to explore, wanting to know every ripple, every vein. Her tongue licking and tasting, never tiring of the feeling his cock created with it's throbbing heat. Slowly. Every so slowly, she slides the full length of him into her mouth. He moaned softly against her clit, sending a vibrating thrill racing through her, taking her a little higher still. As her excitement builds, she begins to suck. Lifting her head until she could feel his hot head pressing against the back of her throat, and his balls on her chin. Over and over she lifted and dropped her head, her own sucking causing her to come closer and closer to the edge. Jake's tongue and fingers worked relentlessly. He begins the tease the sensitive area between her pussy and her ass, massaging her tight, forbidden hole. As he pushes a finger slowly into her tight ass, it's all that's needed to send her topping over the edge. He feels the inner walls of her sweet pussy begin to contract, pulsing with a life of their own, her delicious juices flowing over his fingers. He lapped at them fiercely, determined not to lose even the smallest drop. Feeding hungrily, devouring her tender femininity. As wave after wonderful wave of orgasmic pleasure washed over Maddy's shuddering form. Her mouth began to suck with a vengeance. He groaned loudly. She loved the sound of that groan for she knew what was to follow. Wrapping her lips tight around his hard shaft, she could feel him swell, and throb, bursting forth with a stream of hot, sticky cum, shooting it down the back of her throat. There was another, and another, filling her mouth as she swallowed franticly, not letting any of his precious seed escape her mouth. Turning, he pulled her to him, their mouths finding each other, their love juices mixing on their tongues. Moaning and sighing into each other's mouths. Whispering soft words only lovers can hear. He held he against his chest. "I thank the gods it wasn't just a dream. It feels even better when it's real, I never thought a woman could taste so good." He kissed her forehead tenderly, and she smiled up at him. Her sweet smile was all it took to make his cock hard once more. He needed her again, but this time, completely. Rolling her onto her back, he moved to between her legs. She lifted her knees to accommodate him. She wanted this so badly. The thought of having him finally inside her brought her arousal close to climax. Slowly, tenderly, he entered her, finding her barrier, pushing his mouth hard against her, then thrusting deep and hard, feeling the delicate tread between virgin and lover give way. She cried out, but it only lasted a moment. The pain passed and was overthrown by pleasure the likes of which she has never known. Guiding his cock gently in and out of her virgin hole, he could feel her close to climax. He thrust a little harder, being so careful not to cause her more pain, until at last he could feel the soft, warm walls squeezing him. Milking him of his senses. His own needs took over, driving harder and harder into her magnificent body, filling her with a surge of hot seed, mixing their love deep within her. She dug her fingers into his shoulders, holding him hard against her as he pumped into her. Completed and spent, they lay together, holding each other tenderly. Burning this moment into their memories forever. Laying her head against his chest, something dawned on her. He had called her Mrs. Carlson. The Carlson's were the ruling family in the region, likened to a minor king. She looked at him a little bemused. "My love, are you related to Lord Eric Carlson?" he kisses her forehead. "Yes my little dove, he's my father. Now let me think a moment. That would make you a princess now wouldn't it?" he delighted in her stunned reaction. She deserved to be nothing less than a queen and he would never treat her as less. His lips found hers once again, their bodies coming together in tender love. They would be this way forever, because that's what happens when dreams come true. "Don't you just love when dreams come true?"