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Reese and David: Proposal Time Ch. 01

By: Stephen7Redo



(This is the final installment of the 'Tuition Time' and 'Reese and David' series, a two-parter. I hope you enjoy the culminating adventure between Reese, a sexy mature woman who teaches 3rd grade and David, a tall hard-bodied young many recently graduated from college.)

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The sudden buzzing distracted me from grading papers. I glanced across the desk and saw my cell phone light up and move as it vibrated. I smiled, as I knew exactly who it was and what the text message might likely say. My heart skipped a beat at the thought. There was also a fluttering in my stomach and not surprisingly I could feel a slight dampness gather between my thighs. My cell buzzed again... 

I knew it was my lover, my David! 

During the past weeks at school I had found my emotions in a state of confusion. I had grown nervous about this relationship between David and me. Now, I wasn't in doubt about David's love for me or mine for him, but I was uncertain of how serious a relationship I could expect from this truly handsome young, very young man. I was forty-two, not an old maid by any means, but still, nearly twice his age. I had gone over that same thought a hundred times since our first night together at Jenna's lingerie party and all the nights and days since as we'd enjoyed each other's company in and out of bed. I still had not fully reconciled our true relationship in my mind. 

But in my heart I felt it was all good.

Over the few months since that first night I'd found myself thinking about David in all sorts of sexual ways, literally all the time. Once, I was at the school office copier when suddenly I felt intoxicated by nothing more than my lover's scent I realized had made its way onto my blouse from him kissing me that morning. The smell of his cologne brought David to mind...and body. Fully flushed, I caught myself leaning on the side of the machine and staring off into space picturing his naked body, that is, until my principal came walking by and said 'Hello'. I nearly jumped onto the copier she startled me so from my hot daydream.

I may not have had a full-blown orgasm standing there, but I did walk away feeling the cool waft of the air conditioning blow up my skirt, meeting a very warm, very wet place between my thighs...

So there I sat on Friday afternoon needing to finish my work. I also needed my lover. 

Priorities Reese!

I put my head back down and graded a few more of my young pupil's spelling tests. 

I really did try, but my curiosity, along with my lust and love won out. I put my red grading pencil down and picked up my cell. 

'Left school?' was the first text from David.

The second, 'Babe? You There?'

I smiled, although they weren't the sexy texts I figured they would be, but at least he was thinking about me. I worked my thumbs on the keypad of the new phone my lover had gotten me. Incidentally, I had not been much of a texting person before David came along, but I had picked up on it fairly well. 

'Not yet why?' I typed in my reply.

I put the phone down, took off my glasses and rubbed my nose as I waited for his.

It didn't take but a few seconds. My phone buzzed again and I put my glasses back on.

'Too bad was going to sext with you!'

I smiled and laughed out loud before catching myself with my free hand over my mouth. I looked toward my open classroom door hoping no one heard that out in the hallway. Then my thumbs went to work again, of course in my excitement I had to back up a couple of times until I got it typed out right...

'Sorry maybe later kisses'

Seconds later...

'C U later XOXOXOXOXO'

I smiled, closed my phone and went back to marking the third grader's papers. 

Finally about 3:30 I was done and packed, ready to go home. As I gathered my lesson plan book and purse, my cell buzzed with another message. I laid my things back on the desk and opened it.

'Im horny!'

The smile was back on my face. My thumbs went back to work...

'Always'

'Real bad now'

'So'

'PLEASE!'

'Naughty boy'

I couldn't believe I was having this exchange from school. 

'Think u should touch urself 4 me' 

Reading those words sent a renewed warm tingle through my body. He really was a very bad, very horny young man.

'Youre crazy'

'I am So do it!'

'No'

'Yes'

'No'

Then there was a long pause as I waited for some smart come back. Unconsciously, I found my one hand in my lap and those fingernails were teasing the warm skin of my inner thigh, just beyond the hem of my skirt. 

The next buzz surprised me and I shook in my chair. My hand quickly grabbed for the phone. 

'What r u doin'

'Nothing'

'I bet'

'Really' 

'Hand check!'

I bit my lower lip. How did he know my hand had been in my lap? Maybe because it often was if his hand wasn't already there! 

'Ok caught me'

'LOL'

'Stop'

'No'

'Yes'

'Touch ur self'

I looked toward my classroom door again. Maybe no one would decide to walk in for the next few moments. I couldn't help myself and my legs spread, causing my skirt to bunch up around the tops of my thighs. I slid my butt forward to the edge of my chair and fingered the already damp crotch of my panties; instantly new shivers shattered my body. I bit my lip to keep from moaning out loud. 

Buzz. 'So?'

I tried to respond one-handed but couldn't get the letters straight, so I reluctantly put both thumbs on the keyboard, letting my cunty stew in the juices I'd built up so far.

'Doing it'

Down went the phone and down went the hand between my legs again.

Buzz. 'Mmm, ur making me so hard!!!' 

I love it when he tells me how hard I make him. 

My fingers teased my slit through my underwear. I was so wet. But the ache inside me I knew could only be fulfilled by David. I wanted more, I needed more! 

Buzz. 'Rub your clitty' 

I smiled and blushed. I was already rubbing it. Now I pushed the little red bud from side to side, up and down, using two fingers. My other hand had travelled up my body and I squeezed my breast tightly through my blouse. My breathing came faster as my bottom moved involuntarily against my chair. 

Buzz. 'Push a finger into urself push it in hard n deep'

I slipped a finger around the leg opening and crooked it between my sex lips...as I did what he said, my eyes closed. My head fell back and a soft moan escaped my lips. The sensations were too much as I imagined it was his finger inside me with his tongue following over my clitty. I was so detached in fantasy as I imagined he was there kneeling between my desk and me, his hot tongue on my clitty. 

Buzz.

The sound of my cell broke the sexy trance. I lifted my head up and picked up my cell with one hand and was able to type this time... 

'Wet for u wsh tongue in me' 

I sat the phone down this time so I could still see the small screen and waited for his response. I also added another finger into the tight wetness between my legs. I curled them both up slightly, rubbing my fingertips along the subtle ridges inside my body. Shuddering and sighing, my hips thrust against my fingers. 

Buzz. 'Mmm, I would suck up all those sweet juices' 

My fingers moved in and out more quickly, my thumb tracing tight circles around my clitty. I felt my chest heaving as if I'd been at the gym on the treadmill sprinting. The thought of his tongue being down there instead of my fingers, drove me crazy. 

Buzz. 'Getting close?' 

Buzz. 'Imagine me under desk, tongue inside u, biting ur clit' 

I had to bite my lip hard to keep from moaning louder at just his sexy words. My whole body quivered as my thighs clenched around my hand. I couldn't take it anymore. I furiously rubbed my clitty and stuck two fingers of my other hand into my mouth to muffle my moans and groans. My juices seeped over my other fingers as my hips jerked up and back. I gasped for breath with the intense sensations, the waves of pleasure reaching all the way down to my toes, making them curl inside my high heels.

Buzz. I opened my eyes as I continued to pant like crazy. 

'You ok?'

I licked my lips and picked up my phone again. Forgetting the fingers of my one hand was slick with my love juices I had a hard time slipping on the keys and holding the phone steady. After a couple of tries I got the words right... 

'Good cum U going to lick me clean?' 

Buzz. "Soon, my love, I promise' 

'I can't wait going to be amazing' 

'C ya'

'Kisses'

I took a couple deep breaths, grabbed a tissue to wipe my phone off before I closed it up, then tossed it in my purse and picked up my books. Closing up my classroom I walked straight out to the parking lot. The whole time I know a broad smile was on my face and if I had said anything to anyone on the way I surely don't remember it. I do remember getting in my little red Honda and having an uneventful, but impatient drive home. 

Of course, I don't know why I was being so darn impatient as my lover wouldn't be home for another couple of hours. He was still at work. Yes, the naughty man had sexted with me from work. But I made it home safely even with all the daydreaming of getting a good licking and hopefully a good hard something else.

I laughed out loud as I traipsed up the walk.

As I aimed the key to the door I looked up and saw a card was taped to the lock.

"What the...?" I looked around somewhat concerned as I hesitantly pulled the card down and opened it. I could tell immediately it was written by David, in his wonderfully messy male handwriting. 

'I'm waiting for you. I'm in the living room. Come find me. 

All my love, always and forever, 

David.' 

First I smiled and then my heart started racing anew.

I went on in the house, dropped my books and purse on the table in the foyer and kicked off my heels.

"I'm home dear!" I called out to my young lover as I went on down the hall expecting to find David waiting there, more than likely naked, with his big hard cock eagerly waiting for me. So I had hoped anyway. Instead, when I came around the corner I found the room empty. I heard music though, rather soft but it was there. I looked across the room toward his stereo and saw another envelope was taped to the glass front of the cabinet. 

My heart fluttered again as I walked over and removed it.

This card read...'Oh, you missed me. Sorry. Look in the kitchen. I went to get a bite. I love you!' 

Both his cards in hand I practically skipped across the room bare foot and into the kitchen. 

My smile dropped. No naked lover. 

No David at all, but there on the table was a small gift bag. Again I looked around, for some reason thinking I was surely being watched. Inside the bag was a photograph of the two of us in a beautiful heart-shaped silver frame. And another card. This one said...'Getting warmer...but maybe you should cool off a bit before you get overheated. Go to the fridge. Oh, by the way I love you!' 

I giggled and went to the refrigerator, opened the door and there on the middle shelf was a silver bucket with a bottle of champagne inside...and another card leaning up against it. 

I picked up the folded card...'I thought maybe we should have a little bubbly ready, just in case. Just in case we have a need to celebrate. Bring the champagne, I have the glasses. I'm waiting for you in the bedroom. Where else?' 

I smiled and said out loud, "Where else indeed?" 

Wow! A celebration I thought. David must have gotten a promotion already! 

I picked up the cold bucket and carried it and the cards down the hall toward the bedrooms. On the way I found another surprise. There on the hall table was a beautiful bouquet of red roses, in perfect full bloom surrounded by a spray of baby's breath. And of course what else? Another note lay there...'My, my, you are too slow. Hurry, before I lose my nerve!' 

I swear my heart was beating out of my chest at that point. I picked up the flowers, and with those, the ice bucket with champagne and all the cards in hand I made my way to the bedroom. 

I turned into the doorway. There he was, finally!

Somewhat disappointedly though after all that build up he wasn't naked and eagerly waiting for me with a big, hard surprise.

"Hello Ree." He greeted me sitting there on my hope chest at the end of the bed, still dressed in his slacks and button down shirt from work. "I see you have the champagne. As I promised I have the glasses." He held up two tall fluted glasses in front of him.

"I see you do." I walked on into the room, laid the flowers and cards on the bedspread and turned to put the ice bucket on my vanity. Before I could turn back around David was behind me with his hands on my shoulders. I leaned my head over and put my cheek to one. "So Mr. Romantic, what is the special occasion?" 

David tuned me around and looked me in the eye. "Do I need a reason to romance my lady?"

"No, but..." and before I could say another word his hand's cupped my face, his thumbs caressing my cheeks. 

In a soft voice he said, "I am so in love with you, my lady." 

I smiled and reached for his face. "I love you, too, my sweet man." Then still feeling the unquenched need from earlier I started to unbutton my white blouse, but only two of them were undone when...

"Wait!" He held my hands still. 

"What?" My eyes widened he had startled me so.

He paused and stared down at my mostly open blouse.

"So, you do like this then?"

"Yes, I do. But..."

"I always try to dress conservatively for school and my young students." I began to undo the next button. "But for you..."

His hands came up again, stopping me from undressing. 

"You may try but it sure doesn't hide those nice little round breasts of yours and that tight butt." His one hand slid down around my hip and caressed my backside. "You were always the center of comments from the guys back at Mason Junior High when we talked about the 'hot' teachers. I once overheard several guys talking about how they would give anything to see you naked."

"You're just making that up!" 

"Jeez, no, really there wasn't a boy in that school who didn't fantasize about you."

I blushed. I was embarrassed now for knowing I'd been ogled by more than David all those years.

"Would you like your beautiful, professional looking girlfriend to give you an amazing blowjob then?"

"Maybe, in a minute, but first..."

"Why David Smalley, this is a first!" I took a step back and posed with my hands on my hips. "I have never known you to turn down a perfectly good blowjob."

Without another word, David reached into his pocket, pulled out something I could not see and got down on one knee. My heart was pounding harder than ever and all time seemed to move in slow motion as he looked up at me and held out a little black velvet box. He opened it... 

"Reese, will you please do me the honor of being my wife?"

"David!" I nearly choked on his name. 

"Reese, will you marry me?"

Tears began to immediately flow down my cheeks and for some reason the only words that came to mind and out of my mouth were, "I can't. We can't."

He knelt there before me, still looking up into my watery eyes, but now his head was cocked to the side and there was a frown on his face. "I don't understand. How can you say no?" 

My hand went to my mouth and I felt my lips quivering. 

David stood and walked past me until he sat down on the hope chest again, his head hanging down looking at the floor, the now closed little box in his palm. "It's the age thing. It still bothers you, doesn't it?"

"Yes," I honestly said, head looking toward him but my body still turned away, "a little." 

"Tell me what you want. What do you really, really want from me, for us?"

"David, I..." I was suddenly so confused. I wanted him. I wanted this man. I wanted to be with him, yes the rest of my life. But...

"Ree, I want more. I want us to be married, be a real couple, not just for a few months, a year, but forever." He finally looked back up into my eyes again. "Just tell me. What do you want?"

I turned my head back and put my face in my palms. The tears fully came. I felt the love I knew I had for this man, but there was also a hurt I felt being so impassioned by this vibrant loving young man, yes 'young man' that I could not logically reconcile. 

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.

David stood and immediately started by me for the door. Only a step away he stopped and looked over his shoulder this time. "I want you Ree, I really want you. But I can't just live with you for a short while. I need to know there is more. I need to know you really are my life, my whole life." 

Through my parted fingers I could see the hurt in his face. He looked down, shook his head and walked on out of the bedroom.

My face and hands were wet. My lips were not the only thing shaking by then, my whole body shook, from the inside out. I was torn, my emotions and my heart told me one thing, my head tried to tell me another. The reasonable Reese tried to struggle with the romantic. In those few seconds I realized I had been too logical and too head strong to let anyone into my life other than my family and lovers over the years. David was not just my lover, he was my best friend; he was everything in my life. 

My heart surged and I felt my lower lip stiffen. I knew what I had to do.

I ran out the door. "David! Stop! Come back!"

I made it to the living room and stopped in my tracks. There he stood looking at me, his eyes red and thin wet lines running down his cheeks.

"I want you, David." I said, between sobs. "Just you! Forever." I ran to him and he took me up in his arms.

He squeezed me as tightly as he ever had. "And I want you, Ree." He sniffled and cleared his throat. "I want you to feel the passion I have for you. All I ever will want is for you to take my heart and keep it with you always." 

I hugged him back and pressed my cheek into his chest. "David, all I want is you. I will take your heart if you take mine and be gentle with it." I squeezed my arms around his taut, muscular torso. I could feel he was quaking as much as I was. Then the words from my head came out again before my heart could stop them. "As long as you don't worry about me growing old faster than you." 

My lover stroked my hair and then taking my cheeks in his hands again, looked down at me, his eyes and his face as serious as I'd ever seen him. "All I know is you are the woman I want to marry. I'll take you as are and as you will be. There is nothing and no one in my life I've ever wanted more."

I looked up into his beautiful gray eyes. "Are we really going to do this?"

"Yes." He reached into his pocket and pulled out that little velvet box. He took the ring and knelt before me once more. "Reese Matthews, will please make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?"

I bit my lower lip at first before letting a smile grow across them both.

"Yes, yes I will marry you." I put my hands on his shoulders. "But if you don't stop asking me, I just might change my mind." 

We both chuckled and shed more tears for the next several minutes but the diamond was on my finger.

We got back to the bedroom and toasted with the champagne after I'd come out of my conservative blouse and skirt. He had had his shirt and pants nearly torn off him I needed him so badly. 

We celebrated blissfully in bed for the next few hours. 

The nearly unbearable ecstasy I felt practically overwhelmed my heart!

* * * * *

I had told Violet, my younger sister, about David asking me to marry him the very night he proposed. I had slinked out of bed as David slept, still naked and sated from our evening's tryst. I called my sister on her cell from my bathroom. At first she thought sure something terrible had happened as late as I had called, but the minute I told her the news she shrieked. I could hear her tell her husband, Mike, to 'roll over and go back to sleep, I'll tell you all about it in the morning'. 


Reese and David: Proposal Time Ch. 01



We talked for a good half hour, before I hung up and went back to bed. I snuggled up to my man and surprisingly fell asleep soon after.

On Sunday, Vi and I out were out to lunch... 

"Your already know your husband-to-be is very good looking," she said, her piercing blue eyes looking deeply into mine. "But is he really as good in bed as he is to look at?" 

"Vi, you know I've told you way more than I ever should have about our lovemaking." 

"Yeah, so? Does he make you cum over and over until it feels like you're going to pass out from pleasure?" 

"Vi!" I about spit my Caesar salad across the table at her.

"Well does he?" She munched on her chicken salad, but still didn't give me a chance to reply as she talked with her mouth full. "Mikey had me on the verge of passing out last weekend. Oh Ree-baby, hubby still knows how to use that sweet tongue of his. Mmm-mmm-mmm." She lit up looking at me as she shoveled in another fork full of salad. 

"You're awful you know that? You are also undeniably the horniest woman I know."

"That's me! Horny to the core and damn, so is Mikey." My sis licked her lips very disgustingly at that moment, sticking her tongue out far enough to get some stray dressing off her cheek, but staring at me as she lingered doing it.

"Stop that!" I picked up a crouton and tossed it at her. It bounced off her generous chest and fell back onto the table. She as much as ignored it, at first anyway.

"You know guys are very visual beings. Their initial excitement comes from what they see. Like..." I watched as she picked up the crouton and put it up to her chest, licked her lips in that disgusting way again before she slid the little cube down through her plentiful cleavage and let it drop down in her top and bra. "Ooops!"

What I hadn't noticed while she was doing that was our waiter had come walking up.

"Uh, ma'am, uh..." I caught him about ready to spit or shove his tongue, one of the two, down my sister's big boobs, his face was so focused on her chest. He regrouped and looked over at me. "Uh, can I get you ladies anything else?"

First I had to chuckle behind my napkin, as I finished chewing my latest bite of salad. I then gave my sis a mean look before I swallowed and smiled up at the young man. "No, I think we are just fine. By the way, she'll take the check." I looked back at my sis and stuck my tongue out. 

The waiter walked away but not before he watched Vi make a show of fishing the crouton out of her bra. "Fine, I'll pay for the soon-to-be-married old hag's lunch." She then threw the crouton back at me after he had turned away. "But our waiter proved my point didn't he?"

"Geez, Vi, you practically offered up your humungous boobs for the poor kid." 

"Got 'em, flant 'em, I've always said." 

"When you got watermelons like yours, you have the luxury." I nodded at her chest then looked down at my top. I pulled out the neckline and looked inside. "Unlike the two tangerines I have."

"Yes, we know my dear sis. We know you got screwed in that department. Stop whining about those pitiful titties. Obviously your young man likes them. Ooo..." She abruptly wiggled in her chair, her boobs shaking from side to side. "Must have been some dressing on that crouton of yours." She shoved her finger down in her cleavage, pulling it back out and sticking it in her mouth and sucking on it. "Mmm, yep, tastes even better now." She winked at me then nodded behind me.

There stood our young waiter again, his jaw nearly down to his belt. Obviously he'd seen Vi's whole finger and boob thing.

"A-hem." I pretended to clear my throat, which got the young man's attention but also made him nearly drop the folio pad with the check on my salad plate. 

He made a good fumble recovery though. "Uh, here, here is you check, I'll take it whenever you're ready." He looked at me as he said it, before he remembered and looked back at Violet and handed it to her, shaking the whole time. "Oh yes, here. And do come back. Please."

"I might bring my sister back, if she'll behave herself next time." I kicked at her under the table.

"Hey! That hurt." Vi gave me an evil look before she smiled back up at our waiter and gave him a wink.

He walked away this time nearly colliding with another waiter carrying a huge tray of food.

I watched Vi pick up the folio and then reach for her purse and her debit card. 

"You can be such a slut sometimes. You know that?" I lovingly, but honestly commented.

"Sometimes?" She quickly came back. I saw a cheesy knowing grin on her pretty face.

I gave up, but I did stick my tongue out at her once more.

"Hmmm, I bet your fiancé loves that tongue of yours, doesn't he? It almost turns me one seeing you do that."

"You are so awful, Vi. If Mom knew what you did. Hell, if she knew half of what you've done over the years she'd have had a heart attack ten times over for sure." 

"Yeah right, I think I take after her more than you. She was a little hottie in her day or so I've heard from the Aunts. Maybe I take my hotness to more of an exhibitionist level than she did, but I do think she's kept Dad happy all these years."

"Oh Vi, don't go there." I scrunched up my face thinking about Mom and Dad in the sack. 

"What? You don't think just jumping in the sack every night and humping is going to do it for your hubby after awhile do you? You are going to have to work at it. I'm not kidding about the visual stimulation and teasing for a guy. That's why I provide my hubby lots of visual stimulation. I wear sexy outfits or walk around naked in front of him, well, when the kids aren't around. I even take naked pictures of myself and put them in his lunch. I go without panties when out on a romantic dinner and then tell him so once we are in the restaurant. That alone stimulates an incredible visual for him and gets me some hot action sometimes before we can get back home." 

I wiped my mouth and reached for my glass of tea, but I just had to respond to her first, "I get it. I know what you're saying. David gets it, too. He gets that intercourse isn't the only way to satisfy a woman. Pleasuring me with his hands and his mouth can be just as satisfying, if not more so, than actually doing it. He is so attentive to my whole body. He makes me feel loved, feel special, cherished, and desired for who I am. It makes it all even greater than the sex itself."

"Real hands-on kind a guy, huh? Oh baby!" She winked at me as she wrote out the receipt. She and I are both healthy tippers, but of course as often was the case with Vi, I'm sure our young man got his best tip of the day looking at her boobs, the money would just be a bonus. 

But the talk about David had me already daydreaming about my lover and the words just spilled out. "Another thing I love about David is he's never self-conscious about getting a hard-on. It's very enjoyable to watch it get hard when I'm around him even while we're out somewhere. He knows I like to watch it get hard for me and it always seems to turn him on that much more to know I like it. Oh!"

I realized right then our young waiter was back again. I blushed hoping he hadn't heard all that, as Vi smiled and handed him up the folio.

"Thank you, be right back." Again he and Vi made eye contact. Again she winked and gave him a lusty smile. 

I leaned up to the table and whispered, "Why didn't you tell me he was standing right behind me?"

"Why? I think he kind of enjoyed you talking about David's big hard-on. In fact, I think you were giving him one, from the looks of his puffed out pants." She winked. "Now what were you saying about David's big masculine rod?"

"Nothing, just shut up." I tossed my napkin down on the table.

"No really, tell me. What do you like about his cock?"

"Vi?" 

"What? You know I already know what it looks like. Do you love the way it looks?"

"You know I do." I went to sip some more tea, but there was none left. Maybe our young waiter wasn't being as attentive to his job because of my slutty sister. 

"I what?" Vi egged me on.

"Shut up." But as usual with my rambunctious little sister she knew how to get me talking and I couldn't resist bragging on my man. "Okay, I just like the way it feels and even the way it tastes. He has the most perfect cock of any man I've ever been with. I am almost obsessed with it. I constantly think about it, fantasize and dream about it." I picked up my empty glass anyway and sucked on a cube of ice for a second, rolling it around in my cheek and added, "I love to be awakened in the morning by his manhood gliding over my lips, pressing against them, urging my lips to part so that he can slide it inside mouth." I sucked on the small piece of ice until it was gone. "I love his hard and throbbing cock, deep in my mouth. I want to suck him morning, noon, and night. There is no better feeling in the world than the feel of his cock, there I said it!"

"Now there's my dirty, raunchy sister. I knew she was in that prim and proper hot body somewhere. Go girl!" 

"I just love my lover's cock. I adore it. I am totally addicted to it!" I said very excitedly. "I know I sound like a college coed having just had her first experience, but that's how he makes me feel, always young again. I literally love to feel his thickness expand in my mouth or in my, you know where. It's so arousing to know how much he wants me. I know he appreciates a sensual blowjob and I love to suck and stroke him as I look up at him lovingly."

I sat back in my chair feeling completely flushed. I couldn't believe I'd just told someone such details of the love of my man's manhood, yes cock! But since when had Vi and I not told one another our most intimate secrets. I'd heard much more about Mike than I'd ever really care to know. 

Now I had someone to brag on! 

"I know what you mean," Vi leaned up, her huge boobs practically spilling out of her top onto the table. "I love giving Mikey a good blowjob. I'm telling you its no secret men enjoy blowjobs immensely. Don't underestimate its importance, as a good blowjob is one of man's most basic sexual wants, if not one of his true needs when making love. It's an especially good way to show David how much you love him. Give him a good blowjob as often as you can and it will keep his eyes and penis from wandering. Then hopefully he reciprocates right back at you, if you know what I mean." There she was with that lascivious tongue of hers licking around her wet red lips again. 

I was the one to lean up to the table this time, but with no worry of my boobs causing spillage out anywhere. "Oh yes, my man knows how to make love that way very well, too. From the very beginning he'd lie between my legs, parting my thighs with warm soft kisses, but he's never in a hurry to get to my clitty. He takes his time even when I don't think I want him to take his time. He kisses, nibbles, and licks his way up my thighs. He teases me and literally delights in me." I could feel my cunty getting damp just talking about it. "I know for me, seeing my lover enjoying himself is as arousing as the sex itself. I love how he nuzzles my trimmed bush awhile, teasing me even more, before running his tongue between my wet lips and slowly, ever so slowly making his way to my clitty." 

Vi sat back and laughed. "You know sis, I love how you call your clit, 'clitty'. It sounds so innocent for some reason, but it also makes it sound much more illicit and erotic." 

"Yeah, David likes it, too." I peered over my eyeglasses. "He knows my clitty is very sensitive when I'm horny. Oh my gosh, he gets me so revved up!" I sat back in my chair almost ready to shove my hands between my legs the tingle 'down there' was so great. Instead my shoulder bumped into something or rather someone.

Our young waiter was back!

"Oh crap, sorry." I looked up at him I'm sure as blushing red as I'd ever been.

"No excuse, me. I just wanted to clear a few things." He said as he actually lingered looking at me a bit. I think he even looked down at my meager pair of boobs and cleavage! Okay, maybe I should leave an extra cash tip just for that boost to my ego. But then I decided I better take inventory to make sure I was buttoned up where I should be and not exposing anything I shouldn't. I was too embarrassed though wondering what all he had heard. Finally after he took up our plates and Vi gave him another wink he went on his way.

"Quick, let's get out of here before either one of us makes a bigger spectacle than we already have." I said in a whisper.

Vi just laughed and hooked my arm in hers and we walked out of the restaurant, two sisters having intimately bonded once more. 

* * * * * 

David's romantic proposal had stayed with me all the next week. It really had struck at my heart like nothing else ever had in my life. I was unable to focus on anything else and my poor young students I know probably thought their teacher was out of her mind. But I could still hear the sweet syllables of David's words as they fell upon my ears like the most romantic music ever written. They were simple words, but in them he'd told me clearly how much he loved me and wanted me to be his wife.

I was ready to be his wife! 

So there I was, on the following Friday afternoon, standing in front of the full length mirror in the spare bedroom right after my shower, hands on bare hips analyzing David's wife-to-be. It was as if I was looking at a stranger, another woman. The woman I saw had breasts that were small, but not too small. She was thin, but still not too skinny. I turned, looked at my butt, wiggled my body a bit and noticed there was still little jiggle back there. I turned, did a model-like few poses and admired my entire body. 

"I'm still hot!" I said out loud and giggled. "No wonder he loves me!" 

I put my hands back on my hips and took another look, a profile view this time. I wrinkled my brow and pressed my lips together as I focused on my breasts. I turned and faced the mirror straight-on again and grabbed my smallish boobs, trying to push them together. Looking first at the mirror, then directly down at the very little cleavage I was forming between my hands, I pouted. 

"Why did my baby sis get the big boobs and not me? It's just not fair!" I pouted some more and then just as I burst out laughing at myself, the phone suddenly rang.

I nearly jumped out of my bare skin!

I ran out to the living room to grab the cordless receiver. It turned out to be a salesman. Normally I would have checked the caller identification before picking up but I was so flustered at getting interrupted in the shameful admiration of my naked form I forgot. I politely declined her offer and hung up. I realized in my haste I had come all the way out there instead of going to the master bedroom for a phone. It was at that moment I realized too, I was standing there by the picture window wearing absolutely nothing but my diamond engagement ring. Part of me wanted to quickly run for privacy, but another part, the part that had just realized how beautiful the newly engaged woman in me looked I stood my ground. I gazed out the big window, out upon a very sunny and clear day. Nobody was outside that I could see. The street was empty and sleepy as usual. 

I turned slowly with a huge grin on my face, shaking my bare backside at the window and walked to the couch fingering the hard surface of my diamond as I went. I plopped down in the nude almost giddy with myself against the soft cushions, cool and sensuous against my bare skin. I continued to caress the jewel on my finger as I leaned back, overcome with what I was feeling and closed my eyes.

I was soon to be a married woman!

Why did that make me feel so horny? And I was so, so very horny! 

I wanted David. I wanted his young male body. I wanted to touch him. I wanted him to touch me, to stroke my body with his big strong hands. I exhaled heavily and opened my eyes...but of course he wasn't there. He wasn't home. He was at work where he really should be, being a good man. 

Still, as I relaxed there on the couch and continued to look out the big window, I slid my ringed finger down over my chest. It trailed down through my puny cleavage. Although I did notice other things weren't so puny. My nipples have always been big and puffy when they stood out fully aroused. They'd been large and sensitive ever since I was able to wear a bra, maybe in some way compensating for the small boobs they protruded from. As I casually fingered them they hardened even more and sent those familiar electric sensations straight to my groin. It had been nearly a week since I'd touched myself just for myself. I hadn't needed to since David had been around each morning and night to take care of my needs. But it was that very orgasmic pleasure of being with my lover, my soon to be husband, that I remembered all too well right then. My hand slid down over my stomach and to my thigh. I spread my legs, letting my fingers travel further between them. Two went straight to my moist cunty lips, parting them, as a third gently slid into the open space between them. I felt the heated blush spread over my body. 

I also felt my new ring rub cool on my skin. 

I continued to diddle myself, sliding another finger into the moist crevice between my cunty lips, until one of them I realized was my ring finger. I lay back there, looking down at the diamond half covered by my pink, now very wet lips. 

At first I smiled. Then I felt panic! 

What had come over me? What was I doing? Should I rush to wash my hand and my precious engagement ring? What would David think if he saw his new fiancé naked on the couch masturbating with his pricey ring buried in her cunty? 

That last question in my head made me laugh out loud. 

A week earlier and I would have never even thought of being naked on my couch so out in the open, too close to the window like that. But at that very moment all I could do was be amused. Who was this new woman? What had come over her? Why should a ring make such a difference for a woman?

The air conditioning kicked on and the cool air blew across my warmed bare skin. It felt so refreshing and I realized I really felt so open and free. I sighed and knew I was horny as all get out. The immediate memory of David's big, long, hard cock filling me so many times in the last few months had me closing my eyes, imagining he was inside me once again, taking me fast and hard. 

Oh, how I loved him; how I needed him!

"Come back home to me David!" I whispered aloud. 

As if on cue the back door opened and I heard whistling. It was my lover coming home from work. He was early! 

I quickly pulled my hand from between my legs and the next thing I did was look down at my engagement ring to make sure it wasn't a total mess or at least that it wouldn't be noticeable as to where it had just been. I rubbed it lightly across the fabric of the couch just to be sure then I jumped up and ran to meet him between the kitchen and the living room.

"Hi dear!" I called just before he came through the doorway. When he emerged I wrapped my arms up around him and stood naked up on my tip toes to lay a huge wet kiss on him. I assaulted him with my probing tongue and did a duel with his for several moments. 

When I finally let him go I stepped back and did a little twirl.

"Wow," he said, after a slight pause and letting his eyes roam my nude body up and down.

"Like my new outfit?" I asked and did another little turnaround.

"I do," he said, and I could see his eyes widen as he stared harder right at my very erect nipples. "Excited to see me?"

"I could ask you the same thing," I said leaning up to kiss him again, this time running my hand down the front of his dress pants feeling the pronounced bulge. 

This time my lover and fiancé pulled me close and hugged me tight as he slipped his tongue back between my lips. In a flash he had kissed and licked his way down my bare body. I put my hands on his head and my fingers tousled his hair as he knelt on the living room carpet. My legs spread instinctively and just as naturally his head fell between my thighs. 




Reese and David: Proposal Time Ch. 01



"Mmmm, I see you, uh, are oooo...excited to see me."

If I'd planned it, I couldn't have done better. My legs spread far enough to straddle his face and without a word his hands took my hips as his tongue and lips met my sex. I felt his nose gently nudge my clitty as his pointed tongue entered my wetness. I bore down on him, grinding his nose harder to my little red bud as he drove his tongue deeper into me. Time seemed to stop as I stood there over him and he scrunched down on the carpet, his hands and mouth giving my womanhood his full attention and extending the exquisite sexual tension I'd already been building up over the late afternoon. 

As he sucked at me, the sensations were just too great and I fell forward until I rested my palms against the wall behind him. My hips rocked my little hard nub against his eager lips and tongue. He shook his head and tried to speak, but his words were muffled against my aching cunty as he made me shudder. 

I thrust my hips forward again and again with a soft cry. "Oooo, yes!"

Each time I thought I was close to the edge of a quick orgasm, he'd ease up and let it recede. I went farther and farther into ecstatic oblivion as his tender touch teased me over and over. My nipples were burning with a deep ache so I reached up and twisted both between my fingers. 

I cried out again as he sucked on my clitty, "Oh Dav...oh, yesss!" My entire body trembled and my thighs spread wider, as my own hands clutched at my breasts, pinching my totally hardened nipples between two outstretched fingers.

"Ayyyeeeee...I'm close...I'm gonna...oh Dav..."

"Cum for me Ree. Cum for me," I heard the rasp of David's muffled voice from between my thighs.

"Make me...cum, lover. Make, ugggh, make me cum for....ohhhh...you." 

He waggled his head back and forth, his tongue doing double time over my clitty. The sensations could not get any more intense...so I thought. His one thumb twisted into my wetness and I sucked in a deep breath as he buried it in deep, before thrusting it in and out. As he continued to flick voraciously at my clitty I felt a long finger of that same hand tickle across that small space between my cunty and my bottom. The next thing I knew he was teasing it up between my cheeks. It was wet, from his saliva or my juices, or both, and it slid right on up and touched my puckered little hole back there. 

My entire body tensed! "Ohhh!" I let out a high pitched wail.

It did not deter my lover as he continued to wiggle his tongue over my clitty just as fast, his thumb thrust in out of my cunty and his finger pressed on into my tight backside. It eased on in and made me immediately hold my breath. Before I could suck in another lung full of precious air he began alternately thrusting thumb and finger; in and out, in and out. My whole body sagged over him in giving in to the new pleasure. 

"Oh Dav...oh David!" I moaned.

On and on he flicked, plunged and probed as I squeezed my boobs and pinched my nipples. Every pleasure point on my body was overloading. Every nerve was firing off the pleasure it felt and circulated it from every body part to my brain and back again. I found my lower body trying to move in time with my lover's manipulations, forward hip thrusts to take advantage of his thick thumb filling my cunty and tongue stroking at my very erect love bead, while wanting to thrust back onto the long finger pleasing my backside. I soon felt both thumb and finger nearly meeting inside me save for that thin wall of membrane. By that point I was panting so hard I was sure I'd pass out. 

Then David sucked on my clitty like I'd never felt him do before. The sensation shot straight to every other part of my body all at once. I threw my head back, pinched my nipple so hard I thought I'd squeeze out milk that wasn't there and screamed at the near top of my lungs, "Yessssss! Ohhh, Davvvvvv....yessssssss! Nowwwwww!"

David made love to me with his fingers and mouth as I thrust my hips, cunty and butt in every direction, pulling my nipples out as far as they would reach until my climax took full control of my entire being and I let out one last growling utterance before collapsing down over my lover. 

"Ohhhh...yessssssss!"

After a few moments I leaned back off David and smiled down at him as he crouched with his chin still between my thighs. He looked stunned and I couldn't help but chuckle as I looked at the expression on his thoroughly wet face. 

"What got into you this afternoon?" He asked licking and smacking his lips.

"Does it...mmmm...matter?" I asked, still smiling down at him my knees now pressed to his pecs, the only thing holding me up, as I continued to quake with little aftershocks of my totally intense climax. "I sure, uh, I sure wasn't expecting to make love on...on the living room floor. But...oh wow!" 

I had almost found the strength to stand when I saw out of the corner of my eye the open picture window. 

What a picture I must have made at that moment! 

"How could we?" I tried to step over David and disengage myself. "Oh my gosh! What happens if the neighbors saw us? Oh, I can't believe we just did that!" 

David took me in his arms as he stood. "I don't know, but I sure need some relief right now myself. And I don't intend to do it alone. So shall we move to the bedroom or stay right here in front of the window so the neighbors can get an encore?" He chuckled as he reached around to cup my bare butt cheeks that were facing the window. 

"Come on," I said, "let's go properly celebrate this engagement of ours, again," I kissed him and could taste myself on his lips and smell myself on his skin, "more properly in bed." 

I practically dragged him down the hallway to our bedroom. But I was so impatient we didn't make it to the bed. He still had his pants around his ankles after he made love to me on the floor just inside that doorway. 

* * * * *

Although this wouldn't be the first time I'd meet the prospectives, as I had met his mother and father at his college graduation this past summer, it was the first time meeting them since David and I had been engaged. I walked up to their door, smoothed my blouse and skirt, tossed my hair back and got ready to knock...just as the front door opened.

There stood a very distinguished looking gentleman. 

"Reese." His voice, I recognized from last year, was very deep.

"Mr. Smalley." I took his extended hand, blinking at his grip, warm and firm, his large hand swallowing mine. I recognized the gray of his eyes and the way they crinkled at the corners when he smiled at me. 

"That is me." He bellowed, but in a charming way behind that huge smile. 

"Of course," I shrugged sheepishly and glanced up at him. He was quite tall, just like his son. He was also very lean much in deference to his age.

"You look nervous." He smiled, reaching out his other big hand to touch my forearm. 

I nodded. "Is it that obvious?"

"I'd tell you to just picture me naked, but considering you know what my son looks like naked..."

I raised an eyebrow. 

"That was bad I know." He laughed, sounding just like his son, maybe just a little more gravelly.

"No, I uh, well..." I was indeed flustered as I stepped into his home.

"Come on back, mother is in the kitchen waiting for me to bring you along."

"I just want to say you are very gracious to have me over for dinner tonight." I said following him, taking in the sights of the foyer and living room as I went. These were not pretentious people at all. Very beautiful but very family oriented in the decorating, especially with all the family portraits on the walls and tables. I noticed there was even one of David and I together on an end table. 

"Honestly, it's my pleasure." Mr. Smalley's smile lightened his whole face, looking back at me as we walked toward the back of the house. "You're an amazing woman from what I've heard and what I can see. Knowing my David loves you only enhances your standing with me." 

"You really are a sweet talker, aren't you?" I smirked, shaking my head. "Now I know where David gets it from." 

"I guess I did my job then." He laughed. 

The smells coming from the kitchen were heavenly. I could sense the distinct aroma of freshly baked bread as we walked through the French doors. 

"Come on in, please." David's mother immediately greeted me as she bent in front of the oven and pulled out a baking pan.

"Thank you," I said walking toward her. "Mmmm, I love fresh baked bread."

"I'm glad. Only thing is we'll have to set aside some for ourselves, if we don't the boys will eat it all before we get the chance. Father and David love their bread."

"Don't I know that. I think David knows his restaurants by the bread they serve." I stood by the kitchen table and watched her take the hot pan from oven to counter. In that moment I couldn't help but reflect on what my soon to be mother looked like. She is only four years older than me. She is also tall like both her husband and son. She stands about five foot nine with very nice long legs. She also has a beautiful face and very...very large breasts, larger than even my sister's big ones. I know I shouldn't have had any reason to be jealous of my mother-in-law, but I already was! I could feel my tiny boobs almost quiver in their jealousy. 

Although, the good news here maybe was I should have felt good that David wasn't looking for a girl like 'mommy' in that particular respect. 

"I hope you don't mind that I asked David to come a little later," she said as she turned and wiped her hands on a dish towel. "I thought it would be better for us to talk a bit, just the two of us."

Uh oh, the time had finally come, the inquisition. 

"Uh, yes, sure, what is it you'd like to talk about?" The words may have come out somewhat calm, but the emotions inside me were running very high at the moment. 

"Please have a seat," she said and gestured toward the kitchen table.

I quickly did and as she took hers she looked at me and asked right out, "Are you still concerned about the age difference between you and my David?"

Wow! I thought that would have been my question to her. It more than put me off kilter for a moment.

"I, well, no not really."

"So you know, David told me all about the proposal and your hesitation." 

Okay, another 'wow' moment that I didn't see coming.

"David is a talker, he always has been. Father always wondered why he was so open about his love life with me." At that moment I could see her eyes drift out of focus and thinking of some memory. Then she blinked and looked back into my eyes. "I mean, are you worried that others will not understand the twenty years that separates the two of you?" 

"Yes, I'm sure some will, but your son already is mature before his own years. I feel we are on the same life path, both ready to share a long loving life together." 

"I appreciate hearing such good things about my boy." And before I could say anything about that she put up her hand. "I know, I know, he's no longer a boy. He's very much a grown man. It's just, well, I know I'm like most loving mothers that will always see their sons as boys growing up. But I can also see from the last few months how he has very much grown and matured. I think a lot of that credit goes to you."

"Oh, I don't..."

"Oh yes, I think he has really become a man with you and I don't just mean in the sexually sense. He has become a responsible and caring man."

Okay...how red was I getting in front of my soon to be mother. I appreciated her compliment on helping her son mature, but honestly that thought was far outweighed by wondering just how much David had told her about us, about us being 'sexual' as she just called it.

"We've had some of the most grown up conversations in the last few months. I will tell you, my son loves you very much." Mrs. Smalley reached across the table and patted my hand, smiling as much as I'd seen since I'd come in.

I felt that was a good thing, but still could not help thinking behind part of that smile was something to do with David and I being lovers.

"But enough of that, let's talk about how you are doing. How is teaching school going these days?" 

With that, we launched into a half hour's conversation on my teaching and some little anecdotes about David that were very interesting if not likely to be more than a little embarrassing when I got him alone to tell him what 'Mommy' had told me. 

Anyway, we were still laughing when David walked into the kitchen.

"Okay, I see you two are hitting it off well. Maybe too well." He gave me a goofy look and walked on to the refrigerator. He took a short look inside and then came out with a deviled egg, downing in one bite.

"Stop that!" Mrs. Smalley said as she shot up out of her chair and went to swat her son's backside with the dish towel she still had with her.

"What?" David backed away and threw up his muscular arms in defense.

"Those are for dinner." She swatted him once more on the hip. "Now stop being rude and go give your bride a kiss hello."

David looked over his Mom's shoulder at me with wide eyes and that goofy grin he has. Then he pulled his mother too him and kissed her cheek, "Mwwwhhhhhaaa!" 

"Not me silly..." she pushed him away and swatted him once more.

David almost did a dance making his way over to me before he wrapped his arms around my neck then smashed his lips to mine, "Mwwwwwhhhhaaaaa!" He backed off a second, looked at me and winked, "I think you deserve two." Then much more gently and adding a little tongue this time, "Mmmmmm!"

"Okay you two, I didn't mean get all frothy on me in my kitchen." She was taking the rolls and putting them in a basket.

"Well, you told me to. So I gave Ree a proper welcome." He winked at me again before he practically ran back over to his mother and smacked her flat across her backside.

I yelped myself as I put my hand to my mouth in shock.

It didn't seem to faze his mother.

"Oooo, fresh hot rolls!" David uttered I swear just like a little kid. Then he reached around his mother for one.

Smack!

She slapped his hand hard and the roll fell from his fingers. "Stop that! Dinner will be ready in a few minutes. Then you and father can stuff yourselves with all the bread you want. By the way, I already warned Reese to guard hers and I've already set aside some just for us."

"Oh you did, huh? Teaching my wife to hide things from me already. I just can't believe you're corrupting her already, Mother." David looked back at me, smiled, winked and blew me another kiss. 

* * * * * 

Dinner was pleasant and delicious, the conversation and the food in that order. When dinner was over, Mr. Smalley leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed over his chest. His expression was thoughtful and discerning, almost too much so for me. 

"Do you have more questions for me, Mr. Smalley?" I asked, and then sipped my wine.

"You still look nervous, my dear." 

I sighed looking down at my glass as I placed it back on the table. "I am."

"Then maybe for starters you should call me Jason and not 'Mr. Smalley'.

"But..."

"No buts, its Jason." His voice was firm. "Please."

"Okay, uh, Jason." I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. 

"You know Reese, I can certainly tell, our son really does have eyes for you. And by the way, you can call me Jill." David's mother looked across the table at me with that very warm smile I was beginning to welcome. 

I smiled back and then looked up into David's eyes sitting next to me. They were dark and hungry, the look that usually would have me jumping his young bones if we were home. But we weren't, we were at his parent's house, at the dinner table no less. 

"Yes, Jill. I think he does." 

As I continued to stare deep into David's gray eyes I crossed and uncrossed my legs, feeling that familiar ache I always got when excited by my lover. And even sitting there in front of his parents David was exciting me. So I couldn't resist sliding my hand over to his thigh, to give him an innocent playful squeeze just to let him know I loved him. No sooner than I had and my eyes widened, before I quickly composed myself, for instead of just David's muscular thigh, I also felt a huge bulge in his pants, his other muscle, his 'man muscle'. 

I looked over and luckily for me his parents were looking at one another at that moment. 

Having calmed myself and let the conversation continue I reached my hand back between us and slowly, carefully roamed it up back over David's thigh. There it was, his manhood, and I swear it was on fire as it radiated intensely through his pants. This time I left my hand there and lightly felt up his entire length.

David sipped his wine and gave me another hot look. That only made me squeeze him harder. If only my future mother knew her son's cock was getting a good rub job under her dining room table! I tried to be subtle, but still I wiggled my fingers over his hard-on as the conversation resumed. 

Of course this only got him harder. 

"Are you alright, dear?" His mother asked. 

I quickly pulled my hand away and looked up expecting her to be looking right at me. Instead she was looking to my right and at her son.

"Uh, yeah, sure. Why?" David blurted out a little tongue tied. 

"You just look a little flushed." She wiped her mouth with her napkin. "I certainly hope it's not my cooking." 

"Oh, it's probably your cooking, filling me up too much anyway." He leaned back in his chair and rubbed his stomach. As he did I could clearly see the very distinct outline of his lengthy manhood down the nearest leg of his pants. I instantly sucked in a breath and held it. I sure hoped his parents couldn't see his arousal just below the tabletop. 

"So, Reese, are you full on my good cooking, too?" I realized Mrs. Smalley, Jill was talking to me now.

"What?" I blurted out this time.

"Well, you look just as flushed as David there."

"Oh yes, I'm fine. I thoroughly enjoyed dinner. You are a fantastic cook, Mrs., I mean Jill. I obviously have a lot to try and live up to." 

"You're a great cook, Ree." David commented and leaned over to peck me on the cheek. At the same time he reached out his big hand under the table and squeezed my thigh. 

I didn't realize just how turned on I was until that touch alone nearly made me gush. Although I really didn't I could certainly feel the warm moisture between my legs and the obvious dampening of the crotch of my panties. 

"Uh, well, maybe but I'll never be in your mother's league." I tried to distract my mind and body from what I was thinking and feeling. 

But I couldn't do it. "I, um, I need to use the bathroom. Sorry."

"No problem. Just down the hall to your right." Jason pointed.

David jumped right up and pulled out my chair as I stood. Then he gave me that devilish wink. He knew better and when my jaw slackened and came back with a silly smirk he knew what he had done. My undies had just moistened that much more. 

"I'll be right back." I turned and walked down the hallway trying not to look too rushed or walk funny as I felt the air come up under my skirt and assault my damp crotch. 

As it turned out I really did go. But I also resisted the urge to touch myself any more than I had to down there.

I washed my hands, but also took a handful of water and splashed my face to try and cool down a bit. Looking at the mirror, I pushed a few strands of hair back, straightened my blouse a little, and slid my hands down my curves to make sure I looked presentable again. Then I took one last long look in the mirror, and...

There David was standing right behind me!

He had sneaked into the bathroom somehow and now his breath was hot on my ear as he stepped up and also rubbed his hard manhood against my lower back. His hot lips kissed and nibbled at my neck. Then he reached around and bunched up my skirt in front, deftly reaching two fingers into my panties. 




Reese and David: Proposal Time Ch. 01



"Oh David, please!" I meekly protested.

He slipped those two, very long fingers into me and without hesitating I bore down on them, loving the feel of something finally inside of me. I thrust my hips forward, sliding down on his fingers, grinding my sex into David's loving hand. 

Then rational thought entered my brain.

"David, stop." I protested, trying to push his hand away. But he began kissing up the side of my neck. "We can't...your parents...wait...ohhh..." 

But then his thumb found my clitty and made circles around it. That made my muscles tense, my stomach taut, both my feet point with their toes curled. I gasped for air and clawed back at David's hair, pulling him tighter into my neck. I felt suspended for a moment, holding my breath, and then the orgasm burst through me, washing over me, letting me drown in its exquisite feeling.

It had come as suddenly as I'd ever felt an orgasm come. I also realized I was moaning out loud at that point.

David reached his hand up and slid it across my mouth as he bent forward kissing even more feverishly on my neck as I felt him pull my skirt up in back.

I shook my head and tried to call out 'no' but his hand was still over my mouth. 

"Shhhh," he abruptly turned me around so now our lips were barely a breath apart and said as huskily as I've heard him, "I don't care, I want you right now." Then his lips pressed to mine nearly pushing my whole body back against the sink, his hand already spreading my legs. When he gave me a squeeze down there I let my head fall back and bit my lip to keep the loud moan in this time. When his finger stabbed back into my damp panties, my hips bucked and my head rocked forward. He had reached my moist sex and I growled into his shoulder. 

One orgasm was not enough, I sensed, the fire inside me was not quenched.

He fingered me almost roughly now, but I could not resist... 

"Touch me, yes, touch me!" I rasped, my hands cupping his face. 

"Oh, I will do more than that," he growled before kissing down my chest, his lips grazing across my fully erect nipple through my blouse. 

I couldn't wait any longer. My hands reached down and helped him release his already hardening cock from his pants. We didn't even take the time to remove my underwear. I just held the one leg opening to the side and he pointed his fully erect, fully ready manhood right at my wet and waiting sex. 

He received his reward for my fist delicious climax as he threw his head back and entered me in one swiftly smooth thrust, "Oh Reeeessssse..." His groaning seemed to echo within the small room as he pushed himself fully inside me, feeling how wet I truly was. 

It was my turn to put a hand over his mouth. He called my name in a muffled deep voice over and over again as he pumped in and out of me. I grinned at him realizing again it was his parent's bathroom we were in. It was the naughtiest thing I felt I had ever done. Then it struck me, wondering if he had jacked off in this same bathroom growing up. 

That thought, and picturing him do it, just about set me off again! 

"Oh, yes, baby," he grunted in my ear as I lovingly squeezed my cunty around his thrusting cock each time he entered me. I ended up wrapping one leg up around his waist and ran my fingers up through his hair. My butt was being pounded back against the sink so hard, I knew it was going to leave a mark, but not for a second did I care as the long hard cock up inside me was too good a feeling to let anything else bother me. 

"Give it to me stud. Give me all you got." I whispered in his ear.

"I'm...almost...there..." David said in staccato fashion as he pumped me even faster.

I reached down and gave his huge balls a gentle squeeze and with one more hard thrust I felt that wonderful sensation of his cock swelling that last amount before his sweet intense release. 

"Ohhh, yesssss!" I felt his cock throb within my clenching cunty before the first hot stream of his man cum shot out and mixed with my equally hot female juices. Again and again he let loose with all the cum he had stored up for me in those wonderful balls of his. After another couple deep thrusts I felt our mingled moisture start seeping out and running down my thigh. David's head fell back with his eyes shut and his mouth open in a wide 'O'.

I reached up and caressed his cheek as he huffed and puffed until his head fell forward, his body relaxing against me. I held him there, his warm lips on my forehead, as the last waves of his climax washed over him. 

"Mmmm, yes, that was so good," I muttered as the deliciously intense sensations slowed and he slipped from my sopping wet sex.

For a moment we caught our breath. Then we both started laughing. I naturally laugh loud anyway and forgot until he clamped his hand over my mouth once again. Even with his big hand to my mouth I couldn't stop laughing through it. He was more restrained at first but finally even he had to bury his face in my shoulder to keep from laughing out loud. 

We finally got ourselves put back together and by the time we had made it back to the dining room, the table had been cleared and a scrumptious looking cake was sitting there in the middle. David's parents weren't in the room.

"Crap!" I exclaimed and turned to beat my fists on David's big hard chest. "I knew it. They know exactly what we did. I am going to be so embarrassed when they come back in here."

"Ree, settle down." David held me by the shoulders then with one hand lifted my face to his gaze. "Relax. They know how much I love. Besides, I'm sure they didn't hear a thing way out here."

"Maybe not, but I'm sure they..." I tried to continue my protest, but my lover cut me off with a kiss.

It was right then that his parents came in from the kitchen.

"Oh my mother, the lovebirds are at it again." Jason bellowed out to his wife as she came up behind him.

I pushed David away and tried to straighten myself up again. "I'm sorry, really sorry."

"Tsk, tsk, Reese. Never you mind. Father and I had time to rinse the dishes while you two were otherwise occupied." Jill came on around the table and picked up the cake knife. "Let's all sit down and have some dessert."

"Hmm, mother I think the lovebirds probably already had their special dessert back in the bathroom." Jason commented as he pulled out his chair and sat down. Just the slightest smirk was on his face.

I turned to David and hit him in the arm this time. "See I told you they knew."

"What? So if they do." David put up his hands to deflect my second blow. "Mom, Dad, okay we admit we made out in the bathroom. Just more practice for the honeymoon."

I'm not sure my eyes could have opened any wider, my jawed dropped any further or the red in face could have been any brighter. I wanted to say something. I wanted to slap David square in the face. But I couldn't do either one. Neither could I look back at his parents. 

His mother spoke for me thankfully. "Now David, you should keep things like that private. It's not nice to embarrass your bride in front of her futures. Reese, I apologize for my son's regression back to his immature state."

I turned my head slowly to make eye contact with Jill, but she was already focused on cutting another slice of the cake.

"Yes, David, I'm sure you are more of a romantic than that." Jason spoke this time. "But I will tell you one thing; you are one lucky man to be getting a woman like Reese. And you sure as hell better take care of her." 

"Well thank you, Mom. Dad" My naughty lover grinned at me knowingly. "I am so lucky, so very, very lucky," I grinned back at him and even gave him a little wink of my own. 

"Okay, let's eat cake." Jill said offering up a plate to me.



Reese and David: Proposal Time Ch. 02



(This is the final installment of the 'Tuition Time' and 'Reese and David' series, the conclusion of a two-parter. I hope you enjoy the culminating adventure between an older woman and her younger lover.)



It was down to a week before the wedding. 

Vi and I were heading out to meet with friends for dinner. It was to take the place of my bachelorette party as yes, I'd put my foot down saying a forty-two year old bride did not need one. All that foolishness was for younger girls I told my little sister. I had been 'around the block' several times over and didn't need to raise a ruckus before entering into a lifetime commitment with the man I loved. 

As Vi drove along she harangued me for the hundredth time with another raunchy story of her and Mike doing it in the backyard. She talked on and on until I looked out the window and realized we were certainly in the wrong part of town for the quaint Italian restaurant I had selected for my special 'last meal' as a single lady. 

"Are you lost? The restaurant is on Nelsen Avenue. This isn't the way." 

"Change of plans. Just sit back and shut up." Vi looked straight ahead but I could see that devilish grin on her face. 

"I specifically selected that restaurant. I want..." At that moment we turned into a parking lot and I leaned forward in my seat. "What's this? This certainly isn't a restaurant."

We pulled up to the swanky new hotel which just opened a few months earlier.

"Well, actually they do have a couple of nice restaurants here." Vi stated as she pulled to a stop, shut off the engine and turned to me. "I know you said you didn't want a bachelorette party, but well, you got overruled by a bunch of horny housewives that would feel cheated if you didn't give us the opportunity to send you off in traditional style. So you are just going to enjoy it whether you want to or not."

"No, I told you I was not going to have a party? Besides, this place is too classy, and..." Vi had gotten out of the car and slammed the door shut before I could finish my rebuke. She wasn't waiting on me either, as she walked right on and entered the hotel with the uniformed doorman holding open the door for her.

"Crap!" I exclaimed to no one but myself. 

I knew could sit there in the car and pout or follow Violet on into the hotel and take whatever surprise was in store for me. Of course, I'd be sitting there all night if I didn't go in as I knew my sister well enough to know she'd just let me sit out there all by my lonesome.

I heavily sighed, said 'Crap!' one more time and with purse clutched tightly, in some sort of defiance, I walked on up to the hotel entrance and the smiling doorman.

"Good evening, madam. Welcome." He waved his white gloved hand for me to enter.

"Uh, thank you. Thank you very much." I swear I felt like I curtsied as I passed by him, it just seemed the proper thing to do going into a hotel the likes I'd never been in before.

I spotted Vi up at the counter already.

"Yes, that's our group," I heard her say as I walked up behind her. "I would like another cardkey just in case, please."

"Yes, ma'am, certainly." The young man turned to the back of his work area.

"So, just what are you up to little sis?" I came up and elbowed her from behind.

Vi jutted her backside into my hip. "Just never you mind. This is our treat to you, so just shut up and enjoy."

"Well, first, if you keep telling to shut up I'm not sure how enjoyable it's going to be. Second what the heck are you getting a room for? I'm not planning on staying here tonight." I looked at her and then around the opulent lobby. The décor was not just fantastically new but it looked so extravagant I just knew even the tiniest of rooms here would cost an arm and a leg.

"We shall see. The night is early yet." She spoke without looking at me, but I could see the one upturned corner of her mouth from the side and knew she was smiling big time. Vi was surely up to something she knew I was not going to be happy with.

The desk clerk came back around, smiling broadly and handed Vi a cardkey. "There you are Miss, the special card to the Penthouse Suite. The elevators are just down the hallway. You'll put that cardkey in the specially designated slot on the right and it will take you all the way to the top." With that last statement, the man looked over and gave me a very interesting look and then a somewhat knowing nod to my sister.

"Okay let's go!" Vi hooked my arm and with a bit of whiplash she started practically dragging me along.

"Penthouse suite! What the heck is going on here?" I said a bit louder than I should have, but I was a bit perturbed about this whole secrecy thing, let alone the dollars signs I was seeing with a room called the 'Penthouse Suite'.

"Shhh, for the tenth time will you." She said as she nearly jerked me into the elevator.

"But..."

"Shush I said!" Vi was almost getting too ornery for her own good or at least for my patience anyway.

But I gave up for the moment and let her be until we arrived at the top floor and the elevator opened. When it did, before I could engage her in an argument again, I almost lost my breath. I looked out onto the most extensive and luxurious room I'd ever seen. To call it a suite was an understatement. Just from taking a few steps inside it already looked to be larger than most normal apartments. There was even a full sized kitchen off to the right side!

Vi ushered me on in and almost immediately out of every nook and cranny of the place came women screaming.

"Surprise!"

I was so startled I grabbed Vi for support before I fell back into the ornate foyer table. Vi had to act fast and catch the expensive looking lamp before it fell over. With that, as a group all the women came rushing forward and crowded around us. One by one, they kissed and hugged me. There was Mac, Jenna, Dee, Shellie and Amanda. It was the whole crew. All the 'horny housewives' as Vi had put it. Mac was a divorcee with two children, but she did have a serious new man. And Amanda, well, Amanda was the lesbian of our group. She may not have been an actual housewife, but she was not any less horny than the rest of them.

These were the same ladies that were supposed to be sitting down to a nice quiet dinner at one of my favorite restaurants just on the other edge of town. Instead we were in a swanky suite in the middle of downtown that was probably bigger than the restaurant!     

After cheek smooches from Amanda, Jenna, Shellie and a huge squeeze by the littlest of the bunch, Dee, Mac came up to me and laid a wet one on my lips. It took me by surprise a bit, but to be honest it quickly brought back some incredible memories between the two of us when we were both sans men for a while.

She eased back then whispered in my ear. "Just so you know, your sister made us all swear to absolute secrecy about this whole affair. It's all her fault if you don't have a good time, but all the rest of ours if you do." With that she stuck her pointed tongue into my ear and gave it a little swish.

"Oh thank you!" I shivered and then we hugged some more. 

"So here she is," Jenna announced as I walked on in to see my friends all now standing with drinks in hand, "the blushing bride to be!" 

"I really don't think I'm up for this..." I said aloud, then licked my lips trying to think of what to else say, when my sister came up behind me and smacked my backside. 

"Sorry, but you're not bailing on us, sis. This is your party. Jenna got her hubby to pull a few strings to get us a deal on this place, so you're stuck with it!" She took a drink that Amanda handed her and turned back to me. "Besides, it's our one fair chance to see naked men, other than our own husbands."

"What?" My head shot up and I glared at her. "No, no way. No strippers. I refuse to..."

"Okay, okay no strippers!" Vi raised both hands above her head, drink in one, as if to surrender.

The room got completely quiet and the rest of the women looked at my sister with questioning looks.

It was Shellie that raised her glass and broke the silence. "We'll just all get drunk and one or maybe all of us will do a striptease then. How about that?" 

Amanda immediately jumped up, raising her glass high. "I'm down with that!"

"Yeah you would be, you dyke." Mac sniped.

"Hey, that's no way to talk to the sexy lezy of our bunch." Dee leaned over and puckered up in front of Amanda's face. "I think you are very sexy Mandy. Mmmmmwwwwhhhaa!"

Then the two proceeded to alternate kissing one another's cheeks before locking lips for a brief moment. Then breaking their embrace to toss the rest of their drinks back, they finally jumped up and down giggling like school girls.

"It might be time to cut you two off already." I offered up. 



The teasing and playing went on for about an hour before I realized had to go to the bathroom.

"I shall be back, ladies. Time to relieve some of the soft drink I've consumed already." I stood and walked toward the hallway in search of one of what I was sure were multiple bathrooms in that place.

As I went I heard the loud voice of Jenna back in the living room. "I can't believe we aren't going to get Reese drunk at her own party. Just doesn't seem right."

"I know, I know." I heard Vi add. "But you know her well enough. After the second drink she'd probably be sleeping on the couch, then what good would it be for our surprise later?"

Ha! There was another surprise. Maybe I should have just sat alone out in Vi's car after all.

I finally found a bathroom; if you could call it just a bathroom...this one was absolutely incredible! There wasn't just one sink, not even two, there were three huge sinks and the mirror was the length of my entire bedroom at home. I almost felt self-conscious sitting to do my tinkling business. When it came time to wash my hands, I felt worse, thinking I'd mess up such a beautiful bathroom. I gently wiped my hands on the plushest hand towels I'd ever held when the door opened and in came Mac.

"Sorry, but I really have to go, too." She did a little dance toward the separate little toilet room. "Don't go though. I need to talk to you." With that she closed the door and I could hear the trickle before I swear she could have had time to sit down. The most relieved sounding sigh came through the door. 

I looked at myself and grinned in the mirror as I touched up my face and hair while I waited.

Finally the flush and Mac came out with her skirt still bunched at her waist as she fought to straighten her panties.

"Uh, you need a little help there?" I teased.

"Funny, but you know not much more than a year ago, you would have been taking these off me." Mac finally got her underwear back in place and smoothed her skirt down before she came over to wash her hands. "Those were some hot times weren't they, back when we were together."

"They really were, dear, they really were. And if David hadn't come along I'm not sure if you and I wouldn't still be together." I walked up and touched her forearm. It was true. I still had a soft spot for my former lover and best friend.  

"Yes, but I also have a good man myself in George. Oh, and I'm expecting to get proposed to before very long."

"What?"

"His brother let something slip about him being to a jewelers a couple weeks ago."

"Oh Mac! Yes, congratulations!" I hugged her as she finished drying her hands.

"Yes, George has been a dream come true. He loves the kids and they love him. Plus, George makes hubby number one seem like a bumbling teenager when it comes to time in the sack. Oh my, he's got talents." She feigned a mighty swoon as she went limp in my arms.

"You naughty girl! But good for you." I pecked her on the cheek and hugged her tight before letting her go finally. "Of course, my David has the brass ring for me when it comes to making sweet love. Mmm-mmm-mmm." I hugged myself.

"Well, if you remember me telling you that first weekend you and lover boy were together I knew it was meant to be?" 

"Yea, I remember."

"I also said every time he was doing something to me, when the three of us played together early on, he was always watching you. He may have had a little fun with me, but he truly made love to you." She took my hands. "David really did come along at the perfect time for you."

"He did, didn't he?" I smiled inside and out.

"One day I plan to be a happily married woman, but for now I'll enjoy seeing that bride-to-be love in your eyes." 

"Thank you dear." I squeezed her hands. "It's does feel like he's always been waiting for me. I feel him in my heart and it feels so right. I want David and I want to be with him forever."

"And so you shall, my dear, so you shall." She grabbed me, hugged me tighter still and started crying. "And I am so very happy for you." 

"And me for you."

We balled for a bit longer then made ourselves back up, before walking back out to the party where were immediately handed fresh drinks. Before I got mine even close to my mouth for a sip I could smell the alcohol.

"Hey, I think I got someone else's drink."

"No," Jenna came over. "That was made special just for you, enough booze to taste but not enough to put you out. We all know the lightweight you are."

I chuckled at the obvious and then lifted the drink to my nose. "Sure smells pretty strong."

"Trust me." Jenna said before she took a good slug of her own drink.

"Normally I would, but..."

"Shut up and drink Ree!" Vi called from across the expansive room.

I turned my gaze toward her and gave her my evil eye. "If you don't stop telling me to shut up..."

"What? You and who else is going to do something about it?"

Before I could reply Amanda jumped up in front of my sister. "I'll oblige Reese and give her a hand or anything else you want me to." And with that she raised her hand and caressed Vi's cheek as she gave her a very hot look.

"Uh, oh, okay." Vi responded. "Reese, I'm going to be busy for a while so do what you want." I watched as my sister grabbed Amanda and the two of them embraced and groped one another playfully. 

All the other girls hooted and hollered egging them on.

I shook my head and sipped my drink, which really wasn't so strong after all.  

And so the party went on. The only problem was it appeared most of the girls were all getting too nicely drunk to do much of anything. So I figured I was probably off the hook for something really awful happening. Most of the girls would probably pass out and they could make use of the suite for the night. I could go on home and be with my lover.  

It was then Vi jumped up and announced, "Okay ladies, time for our guest of honor to open her gifts." 

With that, Shellie bounded into the kitchen and came back pushing a serving cart stacked with wrapped boxes and packages. 

"Oh my," I put my hands to my face feigning surprise. "All for me?"

This surprise I could handle. 

"Mine first!" Dee somewhat tripped trying to get around the cocktail table in her quest to get to the cart. She grabbed a pink box and literally ran it over to me. "Something to make sure once you've got him he doesn't change his mind and run away." 

"Hmmm, some extra sexy lingerie I suppose." I commented as I ripped on the paper and opened the box. Inside, I found two pairs of fuzzy handcuffs, one pair pink the other blue.

"Of course," Dee added, "you may also find some other illicit ways to use those."

A clatter of giggles and high-fives ensued all around.  

"Mine next." Shellie tossed a soft package at me. "These will hopefully get some use. Then again, knowing you they'll likely just go to waste."

"Now, why would you say something like that?" I said as I ripped the paper open and out spilled several pairs of panties, in the wildest colors and patterns I'd ever seen.

"Being you don't often wear any. After I'd bought them I figured I had wasted my money," Shellie fell back on the couch and took a good swallow from her glass.

"I will have you know I wear underwear every day to school."

"Yes, I'm sure you do, but how many others times do you?" Dee asked.

"Yes, in fact, I bet you aren't wearing any right now." Shellie added.

"Oh, maybe I should check." Amanda jumped up off the love seat and started to make her way to me.

"Oh no, not you," Vi stuck her leg out and almost made Amanda take a forward tumble. "I think I can be certain for all of us she doesn't have any unders on." She winked at me.

"You got me ladies, I'm bared bottomed tonight, as usual." I wiggled in my seat to give them a little show.  

"Okay, okay. Anyway," Shellie sat back up, waving her empty glass, "check out the green pair with pink stripes."

I fingered through the half dozen or so flimsy undies and found the suspect pair. Holding them up, I didn't at first see anything special. But the girls on the other side of the room all started pointing and laughing. When I turned the panties around, I saw the reason...they were crotchless!

"You can wear those, when you want to feel open and free to do whatever it is you do when you walk around bare ass under your skirt." Shellie called back as she was over refilling her drink.

"Yeah, now David won't have to wait for you to drop your drawers when you come home from work." Jenna added. "He can just flip up our skirt, bend you over and ram that big hard rod right on in through that hole in your panties!" 

With that she stood and started thrusting her hips, obviously trying to pretend to be David.

"Oh wait!" Dee yelled out and ran over in front of Jenna, stuck her butt up and Jenna proceeded to thrust up against her. Dee moaned and groaned, calling out, "Oh yes, give it to me David. Give me that big hard cock of yours!"

"Yeah, girl, give me that pussy!" Jenna lowered her voice trying to make it sound more like a man as she thrust harder, so hard she ended up bumping poor Dee almost head over heels onto the plush carpet.

"You girls are going to hurt yourselves." I called to them, trying not to laugh, so as to give in to their sophomore antics. 

I couldn't help it though and belly laughed with the rest of them.     



By the time I had just about finished opening gifts I had an assortment of incredibly hot and sexy panties, two sets of massage oils, as well as a few very nice, yet still extremely sexy outfits I could pack for my honeymoon. Oh yes, I also got a new very pleasurable-looking vibrator, from Jenna, which I told her and the other girls I would have no need for anymore with David around. Of course I got more ribbing for that comment along with another crude display of a mock sexual act, this time between Shellie and Dee. 

Finally, I got to the last gift and proceeded to open it to an immediate new round of hoots and hollers. I didn't recognize what they were at first, but they reminded me of a variety of multi-colored lollipops. Then I saw the writing on the package... 

They were multi-colored, multi-textured condoms! 

At first I gasped, then quickly I thought of a way to work the gag back on them. "My, what a waste these will be too!" I held up the package and shook my head. "They just don't make condoms big enough for my man." With that I reached over, grabbed the new vibrator and stuck it between my legs. I jumped up and one by one went to hump it front of each of the girls' faces. Of course, guess who stepped right up and did me one better? Dee, our petite little ball of fire, grabbed hold of the vibrator still between my legs and gave it a very realistic and noisy blowjob. I couldn't help but go along and feigned being David and gave my deep male voice a try, "Yeah, baby, suck my big cock. Get that pretty little mouth around this thing. More than a mouthful, huh?" I thrust it at her a couple times. 

Dee took a lot more of it than I thought she could. 




Reese and David: Proposal Time Ch. 02



"Now look who's getting into the spirit!" Vi yelled out. 

"Yea, yea, I'm just trying to appease you drunken broads. Besides I don't think my future hubby will need these on our wedding night. Maybe I want to give David a baby already." I gave them all a cheesy grin.

That got a slack jawed look from my sister. 

But Jenna blurted out. "Who said they were for your hubby anyway?"

All the rest of the girls in unison bellowed out a roaring, 'Ooooo!"

"You girls are so more than bad!" I kept grinning, with an added blush in my cheek and went to sit back down.

Nobody said a word for the next few seconds. They were all looking at one another grinning. Then the grins got wider until finally Shellie yelled out. "It's a bachelorette party. It's supposed to have a little adult entertainment."

That must have been a cue as at that very moment music kicked up from somewhere, the lights in the whole suite went down and out of one of the bedrooms came someone in a uniform. It was obviously a fake police officer's uniform but it was complete with a silly full face mask. The guy started gyrating around the huge living room in front of all the girls. They started whooping it up again. 

"Oh no!" I exclaimed loudly, "Tell me you girls didn't!"

"Sis," Vi called over the music, "I promised you years ago I would have a male stripper at your bachelorette party and I do not intend to break my promise!"

"You promised me tonight though, no strippers." I yelled back.

"I said, no strippers, plural. This is just one good one. So sit back and enjoy." She raised her glass. "To the stripper!"

"To the stripper!" All the girls cheered in unison and threw back still more alcohol.  

"I can't believe you guys!" I cried out. "David's going to kill me when he finds out."

"How is he going to find out? I'm not going to tell." Dee said, and suddenly the girls got quiet around the room for another few seconds. It was only a few seconds because, as if they were a rehearsed chorus, every woman busted out with a hysterical round of laughter.

"It's not funny!" I tried to yell over the raucous din.

"Oh, if you only knew!" Jenna called out. 

"I have a feeling you'll need to slip into a fresh pair of panties before you leave here tonight!" Dee added. "Oh wait, you aren't wearing any! That's okay. Luckily for you we bought you a butt load of new ones." She reached over to the cart and tossed up several pairs. 

Another round of laughter burst out louder than the first. The whole time our male dancer was making the rounds throughout the room. 

"Come on stud! Strut that stuff!" Amanda cried out and a little of her drink sloshed back onto her blouse. She just looked down and shook her braless 35Cs. 

I found myself smiling, despite my apprehension. But I did wonder what my fiancé would think of this. He'd more than likely never believe it. It was almost surreal to me. I was feeling good though, what with the couple of weak drinks and being with my best friends all had loosened me up. And yes seeing this man, along with listening to all the blatant sexual talk surrounding me, had a little something to do with it, too. My mind wandered but only as far as my own guy and his muscular hard body. I grinned remembering he was out on a job of his own doing a similar thing. He had a party of horny older women to dance for himself. That started to make me feel a little less guilty. But then I also remembered the man I was marrying in just a few days had danced for the women in this room several months ago. My man was just a fantasy back then, just a thrill for the girls and me for a moment in time. 

That was all then. 

Now David was the real deal for me and I loved him so much. 

Even so, the little thrill the girls had served up for me did make me feel nice. There was no harm in some innocent fun. The dancer seemed most at ease with this group of horn dog girls. He seemed to be a real natural as everyone applauded and cheered, although judging by the number of times hands missed one another while clapping, I'd have said that group of girls was well on the way to a very, very pleasantly drunk followed by unpleasant hangovers in the morning. After a few more minutes of his gyrating I looked around and saw nearly every other girl staring hungrily at him. Even without the same abundance of alcohol in me, I was feeling those all too familiar urges deep between my thighs. Every time he made his way in front of me and suggestively gyrated his body towards my face, I felt less and less like a bride-to-be and more and more like a single girl out on the town looking for a good one night stand! 

Jenna abruptly rose to her feet, albeit somewhat shakily and stood directly in front of our fake police officer. She gave him a very flirtatious smile and then raised a finger to the lips of his mask. At first, the man kissed it rather politely through his mask, but then when she poked it through that little hole cut for the mouth I could tell he sucked it right on in between his real lips. Every girl in the room watched with interest as Jenna twisted her finger around and then withdrew it. It was fully moistened from the hunky guy behind the mask. 

"Mmmm, thank you, stud." Jenna called out ever more flirtatiously and then she shoved that finger down the front of her pants. Before all our eyes she began a sexy gyration of her own. I swear she was going to make herself cum right there in front of us all. She moaned and grunted. 

Finally, Shellie reached up and yanked on her arm. "Aww, sit down you horny broad. Our man here is the show not you."

Jenna more fell than sat back on the couch laughing hysterically.

"Show us your cock stud!" Dee suddenly shouted and when I looked back she was waving paper money. 

Our dancer did a sexy little twist, dipped and turned over toward the ecstatic brunette. He jutted his hip out toward Dee. She pulled on the waistband of his pants and shoved the bills inside.

The guy did another sexy turn and strutted out to the middle of the room. 

"Go ahead, Reese, your turn, give the young man his tip!" I heard Dee yelling at me. 

Vi, sitting next to me, stuffed a few bills in my hand. "Go on, sis. Give the guy a tip." 

My face turned red again. 

I may have thought I had loosened up by then, but I abruptly thought about David and what he would think. Of course, at the same time, David could be getting the same attention wherever he was right then. My face felt red hot as this guy made his way around the cocktail table toward me. He hadn't taken a thing off yet, but I could tell he had a body that would make any outfit look good. And he was dancing too, not just strutting around, or posing. He could move and it was definitely hot, too. 

Now standing right in front of me, I also noticed something else, a very sizable bulge in his uniform pants. It was suddenly less than a foot or so in from my nose, gyrating around and around, up and down. 

"Go ahead Reese, he's waiting for his tip!" Dee yelled at me. 

I gave her a look and stuck my tongue out. She just puckered up and blew me kisses. That is before Amanda pounced on her again and they pretended to get playful once more.

I stared back at that dancing crotch and was nearly hypnotized. I was too afraid to look up into the guy's face even if it was covered by a mask. So I took a deep breath, half closed my eyes and was about to stuff a couple bills into his pants, when he suddenly thrust his pelvis right at me. It was like he hit me square in the face with that thing. I fell back in my chair, my mouth wide open in shock. Slowly, he continued to gyrate, as he pulled the waistband of his uniform pants out. He held that pose, thrusting his hips and his mighty manhood forward. 

"Oh, Reese, he wants you in his pants!" Jenna shrieked.

Instead of being more embarrassed and nervous I felt a fresh loosening up as the girls cheered me on. I tried to form a serious look on my face, sat up, and began dropping the bills one at a time down into his pants. All the women hooted and clapped. As I got the last one in, he shook his pelvis right up in front of my face once more before he turned and rolled his tight ass up against my nose. 

"Oh my!" I yelled and raised my hands to shove that tight butt away. And it was tight!

"Yeah baby!" Shellie yelled.

"Yeah, give it to us stud!" Jenna yelled louder over din.

Whether fueled by the liquor or just plain being horny as my little sister always seemed to be, Vi surprised the hell out of me by suddenly standing, putting her hands to our fake cop's chest then running them down to his hips. With a gleeful loud shriek, she grasped the side of his uniform pants and ripped them right off!

Tear away pants!

Our dancer never stumbled and kept right on gyrating to the heavy beat of the music.

"Um, love the shiny, uh, full, g-string young man." Vi screamed almost in my ear as she sat back down next to me.

I had to admit she was right. That shiny gold g-strong he wore barely covered the huge package he was handsomely endowed with. 

"Yes!" Dee shouted out excitedly, "I sure hope he has a cute one. And I don't mean the cute ass I'm already staring at!"

Jenna turned to Vi and asked, "My gosh, girl! Where did you find this guy? Is he really as BIG as he looks under that thong?"

Vi took the mouth of her beer bottle from between her lips, and more giggled a reply, "Believe it or not, I think I know exactly how big that thing of his is."

Both girls turned to look at me and gave me the goofiest grins I'd seen on two women. Then Vi pointed her tongue, eased it down into the little round opening of her beer bottle and winked at me. I blinked, shook my head and looked back over at our dancer, still working his very suggestive gyrations only a couple steps away.

"What do you think, Dee?" Jenna yelled out before she took another good long gulp of her mixed drink.

"What do I think about what?" Petite little Dee replied as she rocked in her seat to the music and the young man's swaying hips.

"What do you guess his, um, size is?" She winked.

"Oh that," Dee looked at the guy's crotch, squinted, screwed up her lip sin thought, squinted again. "Hmm, I'd say well over seven."

"Geez, girl! That is at least a good eight inches." Shellie chimed in as she sat, legs tucked under her chair, bouncing up and down, her skirt riding well up her thighs. Lo and behold I wasn't the only one sans panties!

"Ladies, ladies," Amanda sat up and leaned across the far side of the table. "Even I can tell you it's at least a good nine-incher!" She too gave me a little wink before looking back at the young man. 

I stared at her for a second and then looked back at the man, okay more at his crotch than the man himself. He really was filling up that strip of cloth very nicely. "Just about the size of my Davey-boy, huh? Maybe I should call him up and get him over here so we can compare the two!" I yelled out over the music and chatter.

At that point all the girls stopped their talking and yelling. This time our male dancer even stopped and except for the music there was no other sound for a several seconds. 

As I got ready to ask what the problem was, Vi nearly choked on a swig of her beer before half of the swallow came spraying out of her mouth onto the cocktail table before us. The next thing I knew all the girls were laughing as hard as they had been all night. Shellie laughed so hard she literally fell off the couch, legs flailing, her fiery red pubes displayed to the whole room.

Before I knew what was happening our male dancer was back in front of me, even closer than before. His bulging thong was in my face. He appeared to be looking for some personal attention. Although I'm sure most of the girls in that hotel suite would have eagerly groped his tempting 'package', I smiled, raised my hand and sank back in my chair. 

Obviously he didn't get the message as he instead pressed closer.

"No. No thank you." I reached up and pushed on his stomach, which by the way was very taut and muscular under that fake uniform shirt of his.

Again he pressed forward.  

I was about to rear up and give him a piece of my mind for being so bold when abruptly he ripped his shirt off and before I could react he laid it over my head. The next thing I knew he pulled the crotch of his g-string aside and there under his shirt I was presented a very personal close-up, albeit shadowy, of his mostly hard cock as it fell out and hit me in the face. I know my eyes grew wide as he rolled his hips and that cock lengthened and straightened some more, slapping me back across the cheek. I just stared at the man's penis, ruddy, thick and growing right in front of my eyes. Then there was a glint of brightness as the shirt moved with one of his gyrations and it gave me a couple seconds to see that smooth head gleaming up at me. 

Wait! 

There was something about that swelling cock head. 

I knew that cock!

I immediately came out from under the shirt and looked up. Instead of that dumb mask, there was a very familiar face smiling looking down at me. 

"Da...David? What are you doing here?" 

"Oh, I just came by to see how you were doing?" He lied but with a wonderful grin.

"Yeah right." I smirked as I saw his erection tenting up his shirt. 

"I really just wanted to be here to tell you..." He hesitated and seemed to get choked up. 

"Tell me what, David?" I reached out with both hands, steadied his hips.

He looked down at me with a wet glistening in his eyes and said, "That I love you."

Tears came to my eyes as I squeezed his thighs, "I love you too, David."

"Awww, that is so romantic." I heard Vi call out from the other side of the room. I didn't realize she and all the girls had since gotten up and moved across the living room. 

"They are such a cute couple aren't they?" Jenna added.

Then there was a unified 'Awwww' in the room over the dance music.

Between the tears, the blushing and the dampness still very present between my legs I was literally so emotionally messed up at that moment. But it was a good mess to be in. I looked back up at my fiancé, the sexy male dancer, and he winked at me then blew me a kiss. 

"I can't believe you guys." I called out and looked around my lover's hip. "I really can't believe you guys did this."

"Like I said, if you are mad, it's all your sister's fault." Mac replied. "If you're getting hot and horny over your guy there, then we'll all take the credit." 

"We thought it was just the perfect thing, to reminisce on how you two first met." Jenna put her arm around Mac, looking somewhat sober for the first time in the last hour or so. 

"Thank you." I said getting choked up myself. 

"Well, make it official and give the young man a kiss and I don't mean on the lips." Vi yelled.

"What? No! No way." I started to push David and his uniform shirt away, when Vi ran up and pushed him back.

"Yes! A kiss on his manhood just like that first night."

"Not here!" I looked at her and then back up at David. David's answer was to jut his hips and his incredibly still mostly erect sex to my cheek under the uniform shirt.

"You'll have to go back under." He said in a clear, somewhat official-like voice. "It's against the rules to expose myself in public." He smiled as broadly as ever.

"Do it!" Vi called out and shoulder nudged David again.

"Yeah, do it!" Jenna added her insistence.

The next thing I knew all the girls in the room took up the chant..."Do it! Do it! Do it!"   

Hesitantly, I reached out under the shirt to touch David's erection. I ran my fingers slowly around it, up and down the length before looking around the room and watching every girl's head craning, eyes bulging trying to get a peek as they continued to chant..."Do it! Do it! Do it!" Shellie, Dee, Amanda and Mac were all standing now with their drinks raised, lined up like a horny little chorus.

For a moment, with David still rolling his hips toward my face, I had the notion to give the drunk, horny girls an eyeful of my fiancé's luscious nine-inch-plus cock. But I knew if I did a couple of them would want to do more than just look. 

Yes, I knew my girlfriends.

All the girls watched, only fantasizing though, as I dove back under the privacy of David's faux uniform shirt and planted my lips on his cock head, giving my fiancé a big wet kiss. Of course, I got back as much moisture or more as he had oozed out his usual generous amount of pre-cum. I licked it all up and gave him another little kiss. I knew the girls thought I was doing something else as I lingered under there so long. 

I heard the surprised yells and raucous cheers as I kissed him once more for good measure and then leaned back with a mischievous grin as I licked my lips. Everyone was cheering still, all except Vi. I swear her eyes were nearly popping out of her head! 

She finally blinked and let out a loud whistle. "Holy crap, boy! I see now why you're marrying her! She truly loves your cock, oh and you too of course." She raised her glass in an approving gesture, but then she surprised me right back as she came back over to us, wrapped her arm up around David's neck and pulled his head down to plant a big slobbering kiss on him. After she extracted her tongue from his mouth, she staggered back and raised her glass once more. "Welcome to the family, David. Both in blood, my sister and I, but also the close family here in this room."

"Here, here!" Jenna raised her glass, struggling to stand. 

One by one each of the other good friends of mine stood, and each slurred out their own, "Here, here!"

I giggled and blushed. Even David's face turned a bit red, this from a guy that danced provocatively in front of women all the time and had all but exposed himself to the very horny women again. It was cute that my fiancé still had that innocence about him being scrutinized by other women's lustful gazes.

With that, I reached under his shirt and tucked him back, with some difficulty, snugly into his g-string. Once his manhood was covered, he picked up his pants and then reached for my hand. "Come on, we have the master bedroom to ourselves for the night." 

"What?" I hesitated and then looked over at my sister.

"It's all yours, big sister. You two go have fun and we'll wrap up the party out here." Vi smiled and winked again.

"Oh Vi, oh everybody, thank you so much for all this and for being my best, best friends." I let the tears flow and broke from David and went over to a group hug with all the girls.

As each peeled away I was left to hug Vi alone. "Thanks, Sis." 

"Thank you for putting up with a horny broad and the rest of your horny broad friends," she said, still hugging me. Then she held me out at arm's length and wiped her eyes with one hand. "So now more importantly, I hope you are indeed wet down there." She then looked past me and toward David. "As I think your stud boy over there is in real need of a good hot wet place to stick that healthy boner of his." She obviously looked down at his shiny G-string. She finally grabbed my shoulders, spun me around and then smacked my backside. "Now go on, go take care of that man!" 

"Thank you all again!" I called out as I ran over to David. He squeezed my hand in his strong one and we headed off to the bedroom to a rowdy round of catcalls and whistles behind us. 

* * * * * 

...after a couple hours of making sweet love, our sweaty bodies were still wrapped upon one another.

"It has always amazed me how we think of the same thing so often. It's like we can read each other's thoughts." I said to David as he held me in his long muscular arms. 

"Can you read my thoughts right now?" He softly asked me as he brushed back the bangs from my face. 

"Well, from the little grin on your face and the slight drool at the corner of your mouth," I ran my finger around his lips, "I can pretty much tell it's not about drinking a warm glass of milk before we go to sleep."




Reese and David: Proposal Time Ch. 02



"Right, it's not warm milk I want to drink." He grinned even broader, pressed his warm body up tightly to mine and whispered into my ear. "I want you, Ree. I want to drink you up."

"Don't you ever get enough?" I surely didn't want to deny him, but I seriously wondered. "Maybe I should ask you a different question." I then asked, immediately regretting it, "Am I enough for you?"

David sighed then let me go. He fell over on his back looking up at the ceiling. His eyes squinted as he seemed to consider his answer. 

I bit my lip gently as I leaned up over him and rubbed my hand across his chest. "Am I?" I started getting worried the longer he didn't respond.

He continued to look up at the ceiling, before finally turning his head to look at me. "Reese, you've been the most perfect women to be with. And I'm sorry if I've embarrassed you anytime along the way," he said and gulped hard. 

Then he paused and put a large warm hand to my cheek. 

I just knew this was it. He was saying his regrets, he was going to say goodbye the night of my bachelorette party!

"But honestly life is too short to pass up opportunities for true love. So Reese, if you will..." He lifted his head and kissed me softly, but genuinely. "If you will put up with me, I want to be your husband and your lover, and your best friend for life."

I felt the tug on my heart. I closed my eyes and took a breath. "I'm sorry, maybe that was just a nervous 'wife-to-be' asking." 

I laid my head back on my pillow looking up at David. "We're getting married next week and I do love you. I love you or I wouldn't be here with you now, now with the taste of your cum still in my mouth, more of it in me and all over my naked body. There's nothing else to say, is there?" 

"I guess not," he smiled broadly.

I gazed deeply into his beautiful gray eyes, "I am all yours David. I want to be your wife, your lover, your very best friend for the rest of our lives." 

My eyes flicked down to his still young hard cock. It was always hard; always. My eyes returned to his face aware he had seen my glance. He smiled broadly.

"Oh my my..." I rolled on top of him, easing his newly aroused manhood between my legs and with my face inches from his, "Come to me again, lover. I'm so in love with you. I need you to make love to me once more before we sleep."

We made good use of the suite's king-sized bed, the huge multi-headed shower and the balcony throughout the night and the next morning. 

*****

I woke up that most special Saturday, my eyes opening onto a blank ceiling. Only it wasn't my ceiling. I immediately looked over and saw the empty space and the undented pillow beside me. I couldn't remember the last time I had woken up alone. Since David had moved in with me several months ago, he had either still been laying there asleep when I awoke or kissed me awake before he left for an early day at work. This morning I was alone in one of my sister's spare bedrooms. She had taken me in for a night so I could be with my matron of honor. She wanted to be sure to get me ready and to the church presentably in one piece she had said. David had gone back to his parent's house for the night to let his family and friends make sure he got to the church on time.

As I lay there, staring blankly at the empty pillow I thought about my David and how I had made up for lost time without a man in the several months I had been with him. I could not comprehend how much loving David and I had squeezed in to those wonderful months, how he had made me feel like I was twenty-something again and how he had me still wanting as much loving and sex as I could get from him. I hadn't been a real prolific lover back in those years, unlike my baby sis back at that age, but I felt at the time I'd had my decent share of loving. But with David, there was no need to look back any longer. He brought love making with a man back into my life like I never could have imagined. We'd had sex in every imaginable position, in certainly ever location...indoors, outdoors, even in his parent's bathroom! David had explored and pleasured my body from the top of my head down to my ticklish wiggling toes. My mind rushed to visualize every erotic movement, every tantalizing caress of my soon to be husband. It was almost an incredible fairy tale, but something so much more as it was so real, so emotional. We had come far since that first night at Jenna's lingerie party, which hadn't started out so innocently, but it had led me to where I was, the day I was to marry a wonderfully loving and caring man. 

I lay there in the warm sheets and tingled anew as I considered all the possibilities I was still in store for in the next several years! 

A light knock came on the bedroom door and before I could say a word it opened.

"Good morning, bride-to-be!" My mother said in a far too cheery voice, "It's your big day!"

Mom walked on in with my wedding dress. That was a story in itself... 

Me, I could have eloped. But both my family, David and his family insisted we have a big affair. I would have been happy with a civil ceremony wearing a simple dress out of my closet. But even David wanted me in white lace of some sort. That was 'tradition' he said. My mother had added, 'Reese, you are the only one of my children still not married. I have been through weddings of your brother and sister, always waiting for the day you would be married. I know you're not into all the frilly nature of a wedding, but I want you to have a very nice dress for your big day, a day you will always remember.' So with that we had spent weeks looking for just the right dress. At first, Vi and Mom had found a few that looked gorgeous and they would have been gorgeous on either of them. That was because they both had something I didn't...boobs! Each dress had a bodice made for the well-endowed woman, but my lack of endowment left the necklines drooping. They had one dress tailored but then the white lacy front looked so flat you would have thought David was marrying a skinny chested boy. Finally, we did find the prefect dress, one I could live with in a toned down sort of way that actually accentuated my small bosom.   

"Come on girl, got to get a move on." Mom slapped the bed.

I covered my head with the sheet wanting nothing better than to find my lover under the covers and attack him, making passionate, raunchy love and forget the whole formality of the day.

That was not going to be.

Mom yanked the sheet back and threw a bath towel at me. "Go on, get your shower so we can get to the hairdresser on time. Get!" She smacked my backside as I tried to roll away.

"I'm going. I'm going!" I called back and scurried off the bed.

* * * * *  

All went well the rest of the morning. Yes, there was the running around to get my hair and nails done, which again I was just as happy to have done myself, but Mom and Sis had insisted. I had no time to think about the ceremony and such as it was a busy enough day, but sitting there in front of the mirror in an upstairs room of the church I looked at myself and finally took a very deep breath. I was suddenly overwhelmed with nerves as I gazed at myself in the mirror. I pushed my hair back behind one ear. I tried to calm myself by remembering many young ladies went through this same thing, every year, every month, every week. 

Why should I be so nervous then? 

Because I was not one of those 'young' ladies! I was forty-two and just now getting married; married no less to a young man, a very loving young man who I truly did want to commit myself to for the rest of my life. But he was just twenty-two!

About then my baby sister returned and fluttered gracefully into the room wearing her matron of honor gown. She came over and kissed me on the cheek.

"So, Sis, getting nervous yet?"

I just nodded and held up a hand, showing her how I was shaking. 

"Oh my poor Ree-girl," While Vi bent down again to sooth me with another kiss on the cheek, we both heard our mother giving someone what for out in the hallway. My Mom had been flitting about like the true nervous hen ever since we'd arrived at the church. Vi made a silly face right in front of mine and before I knew it we were both practically spitting at one another we laughed so hard.

That really helped.

"I bet you don't remember my wedding it was so long ago, do you?" Vi asked. 

I looked up at her, "I actually do, but why?"

"Well," Vi tried to speak between hearing Mom still going at it and her laughing, "if you remember...mother was even worse...than this!"

I did remember Mom chewing out the poor caterer at Vi's reception. I had to laugh harder as I sat there listening to Mom out in the hallway. Whether Mom would ever realize it, she had just helped me release a lot of the nervous tension I'd built up all week.

"Oh!" Vi exclaimed. "I almost forgot. I got you something for good luck." 

She went to her purse and pulled out a thin box. I felt a tear form in my right eye as she handed me the box and I opened it. Under some white tissue paper there lay a short thin gold chain with a tiny gold heart attached to it. 

"Oh Vi! It's beautiful!" I felt the tears well up in both eyes.

"It's an ankle bracelet." Vi said. "Here let me put it on."

She knelt in front of me while I held my gown up as she fastened the chain. "There, that's your something new." She stood and held my hands. "You are wearing those baby blue undies you got from your party for the something blue, right?"

"Yes, my dear sister, I am." I could feel the satiny material rub up against my backside and my neatly trimmed and shaved cunty. "Yes I am. And my something old Mom gave me last night." I pulled my hair back from one ear. 

"Grandma's earrings!" Vi exclaimed. "Oh wow! They are gorgeous especially on your ears. We always did say you look the most like her."

From outside we heard a commotion and then over the rest of the noise we heard, Mom's voice, "Get your father! I'm not letting this happen, Go Stephen, go get him."

Vi and I looked at one another realizing Mom was jumping all over our big brother; our fifty-something year old brother getting his orders from a woman half his size and in her seventies. I know I could only picture that scene out in the hall one way...fondly and hysterically. I guess my little sister did the same as we busted out laughing in one another's faces again before we hugged.   



An hour later...

My Dad gave me a kiss on the cheek, then stood proud, chest forward, ready to escort me down the aisle. Finally the organ music started and off we went, Dad leading me by a shaking crooked arm. As I walked in the back doors of the sanctuary I was in pure romantic ecstasy, my heart was racing, my skin tingled and yes my sexy parts were either erect or pleasantly moistened, too. I was a total bundle of ecstatic emotion. I had to force myself to go slowly, to stay on my father's arm and to savor the sweet intensity of the moment. 

When I got far enough down the aisle that I could see past the crowd in the pews on the right my gaze finally fell upon my groom. My breathing ceased and I felt my entire body swoon. 

My gosh, if my David didn't look absolutely gorgeous in his formal tuxedo! He actually looked older and in such a good way.

As I stepped up to the altar still on my father's arm and David to his right, Vi leaned into me and whispered, "Oh Ree, your guy is so hot. I bet your panties are already soaked."

I know my eyes widened as I booty butted her to acknowledge I'd heard her inappropriate comment. Of course the second I did that I realized the whole congregation behind must have seen it. But it was too late to take back. She certainly wasn't wrong though, I could indeed feel a dampening in my wedding undies already! 

When the reverend asked who gives the bride away and my Dad said, "Her mother and I do" he laid my hand in David's. The touch of David's warm skin was still another pleasant shock to my system as I felt the warmth and electricity in the connection he made with me as he stepped up beside me. 

David leaned in and whispered, "When you came down the aisle, the air left lungs. You've never looked more beautiful."

"You are so handsome, too, all fresh shaven. But you better stop the drooling."

He ran his tongue around his lips. "Really, you look as lovely as I've ever seen you," He squeezed my hand. 

As the reverend spoke to the congregation about how he'd discussed the station of holy matrimony with the two of us, I lowered my head and before I knew it found myself gazing over at my lover's crotch. The material of his tuxedo pants creased in such a way that it only highlighted the area. I immediately looked back up and found David smiling at me. His lips were turned up more at one side than the other, suspecting what I had seen. I no doubt knew what he was thinking about. He was already on to the honeymoon in his mind! 

The preacher's voice trailed on with the wedding ceremony, but all I could think of that David was in the perfect position for me to kneel in front of and unzip his tux pants, then pull his hard penis out the fly and take it into my mouth...

"Do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" 

I stopped looking at David's crotch long enough to look in his eyes and say, "I do." 

"Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?" 

David's smile grew wider, "I do." 

I swear I could hardly resist turning and lifting up on my toes to kiss that sexy face. But I did resist, for the moment... 

After the beautiful song sung by my Aunt and more words from the preacher, the most pleasant sounding words came next... 

"I now pronounce you husband and wife." The reverend announced and then looked to David, "You may now kiss the bride."

David turned fully to me and with my smaller hands in his much larger ones he pulled me close. 

We looked into one another's eyes and our faces slowly moved together until our lips touched. The soft impact of his lips upon mine sent an overpowering jolt through my entire body. I greedily welcomed his tongue into my mouth, teasing and caressing it with all the attention I could bestow upon it. My tongue fell into a rhythm of long slow rolls over the length of his. For a moment I couldn't breathe again. The effect upon him must have been similar as he seemed to hold and then gasp for breath through our long kiss as his strong arms enveloped me. As his powerful body engulfed mine I suddenly felt frail, but at the same time so exquisitely safe and warm. 

David squeezed me so tightly he literally lifted me off floor. While he did I couldn't ignore the steady pressure of his manhood pushing against my lower belly. Its incredible length pressed through his tux, my wedding dress and my satiny underwear. What naughty thoughts passed through my mind in those several seconds at the church altar! 

Even as we released we didn't notice anyone else in the church. No one else existed but us as we looked into each other's eyes...not until the reverend said, "Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you: Mr. and Mrs. David Smalley." 

* * * * *

The long awaited honeymoon!

I had everything in place with my sexy plan to surprise David. This had to be perfect, I wanted this be a renewed sexual fulfillment for the both of us. As I sat down on the edge of our hotel suite couch my thoughts ran wild. Would he take me right then and there? Or would he lead me to the bedroom first and throw me on the king-sized bed to have his way with me? 

I couldn't wait to share myself with my husband, yes my husband! 

I waited anxiously for him to come back to our room as he presumably took care of his own surprises. 

Moments later, I heard the cardkey in the lock and my heart sank into my stomach. David was finally back! As soon as he opened the door his eyes were on me. His reaction was almost shock as his hand didn't leave the door and his jaw sagged. Before I could get the nerve to say anything he closed the door and started toward me. He knelt down in front of me with a new very serious expression on that handsome face. He took my hand and pulled it gently toward his mouth and kissed up the back of it and halfway up my arm. 

"My wish has indeed come true." David leaned in and kissed me lightly on the lips. 

Oh yes, I forgot to say that I was wearing my special wedding night lingerie...a baby blue lacy camisole over the baby blue panties I'd worn under my wedding gown. The set was as sheer and revealing as anything I'd ever worn. I know my hard nips stood up proudly and my nearly bare cunty, shaved close for the occasion, were all easily visible beneath the flimsy material and in full view of his leering eyes.  

David stood and smiled, as there barely a foot in front of my face was a rather large lump in his pants. I stood and as I did both hands rubbed up the length of his manhood. He sucked in a deep breath and then let it out slowly, hissing sexily I my face. My nearly exposed breasts tingled, my nipples hardening completely. My cunty felt all creamy and warm. 

My lover, my husband knew it.

As I stood there he reached a big hand between my legs. He slipped a finger into the leg opening of panties and pushed into my wet cunty. I felt an intense flush over my body there on my wedding night. Although I wasn't a virgin, not by a long shot, I felt like I was doing it for the first time for some reason. I actually felt nervous. Although David and I had been living together for nearly a year, it all seemed a little strange standing in a big hotel room me wearing wispy negligee, my new husband reaching deep within me with a loving talented finger. I rose up on the balls of my bare feet, calf muscles shaking, as my husband ravished me with his tongue in my mouth and finger deep in my cunty. 

Is this what all forty-plus women are supposed to feel on their wedding night?

My knees went weak.

David removed his hand from my underwear and grabbed me before I slumped too far.

"Ree?" He called to me.

I heard him, but I felt as if I was not in my own body. I looked up into his eyes and he lifted me into his strong arms.

"Ree?" He called out louder.

"Yes?" I answered somewhat drowsily.

"Are you okay?" He looked at me with a worried look.

I smiled up at him and caressed his face with my fingers. "Yes, yes, I am. I am more than okay. I am in love. I'm also now your wife."

"And I am your husband." He said as he carried me into the bedroom.

"I love you." I said as he laid me back onto the soft satin sheets.

"And I love you, Ree."

I know David undressed himself in those next few moments, but I don't remember seeing him. All I knew was he joined me in bed, his large, warm nude body next to mine. His hand grazed across my breast and moved slowly down my belly until his fingers found there way between my thighs again. I blushed when he felt my renewed dampness, still feeling that strange shyness as though it was the first time my womanhood had been touched by a man. 

"Are you excited my bride?" 

"Yes, I am very excited and it is all because of you. I want you to take me, my dear husband. I want to indulge your most incredible fantasy. I am yours David, take me now please." I said lying there on our honeymoon bed.

"Then I shall, my Love." David said as I still felt somewhat light headed as he rubbed my sopping cunty with his long thick fingers and asked, "May I have a taste of her first, my Love?"

"Yes you may Mr. Smalley. Yes you may!" I exclaimed with a girlish enthusiasm.

David scooted down the bed as he parted my legs and sat back on his heels resting his hands on my thighs. As I watched in anticipation my heart sunk some as he eased off the end of the bed. I actually thought he was leaving me wanting, but soon realized different when he planted soft passionate kisses across my toes, then on up my ankle, my calf and thigh, then he repeated the same up the other foot and leg. He stopped at my thoroughly teased wet cunty and nuzzled his nose into my panties over my thin patch up top. He pulled my hips to the edge of the bed before his tongue made its way back down through my wet cunty lips and on down to the crack of my backside, the only thing keeping it from going in each orifice was the sheer material of my underwear. 




Reese and David: Proposal Time Ch. 02



"Oh my gosh!" I swooned for him, that sensation back there was so unexpected, but so exquisite. He gently nibbled and kissed my butt cheeks and thighs then teased back around to my crack. As he teased back there he tapped his fingers on my quivering cunty. 

"Oh yes!" I called out.

"You like that huh?" He said as his hands slid upward over my bare hips, over the soft small of my belly, and up under the swells of my breasts. 

"Uh huh..."

David smoothed his hands back down around my back as he leaned forward and pressed his face to my belly button. Then his long fingers ran down the backs of my thighs, until his fingertips plunged between my cheeks and he squeezed both pulling me to him. 

I know gasps of pleasure escaped from my lips as he descended back down beyond my belly, finding his way to my warm wet center, his tongue slicking a pathway forward into the wet crotch of my panties and between the swollen ridges of my vulva molded tightly by the thin material. He paused, then lapped hungrily deep in the valley of my waiting cunty. I gasped ever louder, my hands pressing on the top of his head as he licked through my sheer, baby blue underwear. The strip between my legs had practically been soaking wet already, now with his voracious tonguing my crotch was certainly soaked through and through. 

I shuddered and my body fully stiffened, the breath caught in my lungs and I finally lurched into his face as his tongue deftly controlled my body. An instinctive cry surged up from my throat as the first orgasm of the evening, my first climax as a married woman came upon me without warning. He flicked his tongue up and down, back and forth across my swollen clitty poking up hard through my undies. My hands were now on the back of his neck, pulling him still tighter. His broad tongue painted loving wet strokes through my sex lips. I so wanted that long talented tongue to pierce through that sheer material and give me a full on licking and tonguing. 

He paused, closed his eyes and breathed in deep. "Mmm, oh my Ree, oh my...," he more groaned than spoke. Not for one second did he take his loving mouth fully from my cunty. He even plunged his whole tongue deeper stretching the material to its limits as the tip entered me. 

"David!" I cried out, arching my back as I pressed my feet into the bed sheets to feed him as much as I possibly could. I felt no reluctance bucking wildly against this face. His ever earnest movements showed me how much he wanted to please me. Soon his nose was pushing directly against my clit. I almost unconsciously thrust back at him, rising and falling in rhythm with his tonguing. Then what started as s low groan hit a crescendo as I let go with a long high pitched cry, as I came with the second of many more incredibly beautiful orgasms of the night. 

After a few quiet moments, I looked down my body and my focus settled upon David's wet lips and face. "You know that was just the beginning. We have the rest of the honeymoon week to enjoy ourselves." 

"I know. But I want to look at you now," he said softly. "Will you let me?"

The words seemed to sing to me. He summoned me and my breasts rose, the curve of my stomach longed to be bared to his eyes. I needed to be naked before him. I slipped the camisole up over my head and tossed it on the floor. "Now your pretty panties," he licked his lips, "I think we've both wet them enough." 

Then he didn't hesitate and with a simple grasp of the waistband and me hunching my hips up, he had them down to my ankles in a swift motion. I kicked them off the other side of the big bed. David stared up and down my body. I stared down between his legs and the massive erection he had been holding in reserve for me. Then with my arms raised and open to my husband I offered myself up to him. 

"Come here, I need to be made love to by my husband."

He smiled and crawled up over me. "I am all yours my lovely bride." With that he covered my body with his and as he lowered his face to mine I felt his manhood rub up through my wet sex lips and the prize I had waiting for him. My husband took my in one long, smooth stroke. My husband filled me and hissed his satisfaction. I was extremely satisfied. Before I could offer words to say so, he came up and covered my lips with his. I tasted of myself, the moist pleasure he had just evoked from my lust wracked body. I groaned into his mouth as I felt his length continued to swell. I swear he sucked every ounce of breath out of me as he sucked on my mouth and filled me fully below. 

We kissed and kissed.

David thrust gradually longer and faster strokes with his very hard, very long cock within my body. Once he buried himself deeply and reared up. "Ree, oh Ree..." he called out again. 

Over and over he went up and down as he pumped slowly into my wet cunty. I took him in all the way in again and again as I looked intently into his eyes. I welcomed him openly as he took me like a hungry animal. Another deep thrust in my womanhood and I could feel his cockhead tapping against my cervix. His buttocks tightened in my hands and his face looked intense but almost boyish as I knew I had him on the edge of orgasm. He lowered his head until our lips met. 

He continued thrusting until my grip around backside relaxed and then he relaxed his control and his cock immediately exploded within me, unleashing his pent up lust. I felt him cum inside me as his arms pulled my body against his and his tongue dove between my lips. He continued stroking into my exhausted body slowly, gently, but his erection never subsided. I had never been with a man that could keep an erection like David. He never seemed to tire until the third or fourth time within my womanhood, my mouth or my hand. He was the most perfect lover! 

I turned my head and found myself staring at this man and woman, in a tawdry naked embrace. The woman had a huge smile on her face. How could she be so lucky as to have found this man who had touched her heart so many times over and had taken her places in erotic pleasure she had never known before? 

I closed my eyes and contemplated the passion and the wonder. 

Suddenly waves of contractions pulsed through my own groin as I unexpectedly came again. It was the climax I needed, the climax I'd wanted for years, and if we hadn't been locked in a kiss, I know I'd have moaned as loud as I ever had with pure ecstasy. I squeezed his butt again then between the two of us the room was filled with mutual repetitive muffled groans of pleasure.

Having practically twisted the sheets on the bed into knots with our romping, David finally pulled me up to him, kissed me lovingly and held me next to him. He ran his fingers along the side of my face, across my jaw, making me smile. I laid there completely awed by the passion of this man and by the warmth I felt in my heart for him.

"Oh, that was so good," he whispered in my ear as he snuggled against my body and kissed my hair.

"Have I told you how much I love you?"

"You're a real vixen, you know that?"

"Maybe, but did I ever tell you how amazing you are?"

"We sure make a horny pair, don't we?"

"Yeah, almost as bad as my baby sister and her husband." I smirked and squeezed his chin with my fingers.

After another hour or so of pure bliss, we finally got up with the intention of getting something to eat. We literally stumbled and giggled our way into the other room. I bent over looking in the mini-fridge to find us something to eat, but I also sensed a hard stare on my bared backside. I looked over my shoulder to see David's lecherous gaze fixated there and his cock slowly coming back to attention. It rose slowly until it was pointing right at me. I smiled, closed the refrigerator door, went to him and jumped into his strong arms.

"Screw food, let's go back to bed." I proceeded to plant a big wet one on him. 

I awoke once in the early morning, curled up against David's back, the way I had come to sleep with him. For a moment I didn't recognize the pattern of moonlight on the far wall of the bedroom and then it hit me, it wasn't our bedroom. We weren't sleeping in our own bed. 

A smile stretched across my face. I wasn't home. I was lying in a huge bed in a fancy hotel with my arm around my husband's waist and my lips touching his warm neck. 

My 'husband'...my 'husband'!