3 comments/ 4389 views/ 1 favorites Midnight Delight By: JumbleScript "Comfortable", that was how he made feel. His chatter whilst buzzing around the small kitchen sipping his concoction of mulled wine, lulled me into an ease I have not felt with a man in a very long time. His boyish charm came as naturally as his beguiling smile. I could not help but hang of his every word, his chuckles and banter too cute. With a womanly skill to multi task he lovingly prepared several dishes, all ready to serve at the exact same time. The aromas blending, sending my taste buds into a whirl. All the while my longing for this man building inside me, my bottom unconsciously squirming inside my tight blue jeans. I sensed my fine white panties gleaming with anticipation as I gazed down his torso and pants, imagining, knowing that which lay beneath. Sliding my chair back he sat me down to eat, my mind struggling to come back to the present. He placed a soft kiss on my neck and whispered "bon appetite". We shared the next 2 hours delighting in his meal and reveling in each others company. He opened up to me small windows into his past and heart, in each one I glanced a side of him both appealing and enchanting. By the last spoonful of sweet apple crumble and ice cream drizzled in chocolate sauce and cream, I was his. I wanted nothing more than for him to sweep me off to bed and do with me as he wished. He surprised me as he led the way out through the kitchen and into his garden, his hand firm in mine. Carefully he guided me past the roses and over a cute wooden bridge, water trickling beneath, brightly colored fish swam softly lit. We stopped. Gently he covered my eyes with his warm hands, his breath close to my ear he whispered "now for the surprise", as he coxed me forward. I giggled as I felt his chest pressed to my back, a definite firmness nudged my rear. My eyes slowly adjusted to the soft light as his hands opened away from my face. Revealed now, that which he had been hinting to earlier in the night, a project he had been working on. I gasped in amazement. A spread of soft white sand led to a cool green lawn, perfectly trimmed, bordered with flowers of all colors and types, their Latin names he spoke as we slowly entered this Eden. Beyond the grass, discreetly tucked into the hedge behind, was a day bed, shrouded in a sheer netting. Puffy white pillows ordained the pale red spread. I was speechless, how had he achieved all this in less than the week since last I was here? "You are amazing" was all I could muster as I reached up and placed my lips on his. Slowly pulling his mouth back he looked into my eyes and simply whispered "I know, but this is just the beginning". I felt giddy watching him slowly lower himself onto one knee, a single hand held out to me, in that hand a small ruby red box. Wistfully I felt my hand reach out, take and timidly open that box. Shards of light bounced from the box, the diamond concentrating the low light into my eyes. My breath stopped as the realization swept over me, my pulse clear in my ears. Such was my state when the words cut through the haze "Will you marry me?" The two words formed first in my heart, as if already decided just biding their time. Gazing deep into his sparkling green eyes, in my hands I cupped his handsome face and replied, " I do". " With all my heart and soul, I Do". Tears now sliding down over my cheeks and into the soft white sand below, I cried in joy. Our whirlwind romance shattered once by my foolish betrayal, slowly healed over the past months. His forgiveness now complete, my happiness also. Gathered up in his powerful arms, lifted like a small child, he carries me now to our nights final resting place. Resting, I soon discover not quite the right word. Gently he pulls the netting aside and lays me tenderly on the crisp white spread. I wriggle back, allowing room for him to fill beside me. Feeling his warmth beside me my resolve is complete, anything this man asks I shall do. Kissing first my neck, then slowly nibbling his way behind my ear, tingles ripple down my spine and spark my already moist pussy. His lips now firmly on mine, our tongues entwined, we share breath and brine. Expertly his hand releases the catch of my lacy bra, my breasts released to play. Slowly lifting my top and bra clear I feel the summer nights gentle breeze on my skin. Nipples harden with the squeeze of his hard fingers and the suck of his mouth. I pull his head in close, relishing the suckle and squeeze, his face smooth from recent shave. Deeply I inhale his scent as I run my fingers through his thick dark hair, musk and sea all seductively merged into a single divine fragrance. I lift his shirt clear, toss it aside and take in the beauty of this mans chest, sparsely haired and firm from hard labor, tanned a deep bronze. He gasps in response to my squeezing his nipples, sensitive to the touch he involuntarily presses his hardened cock against my thigh, straining for release from his pants. Teasingly he kisses and tongues away from my nipples, tracing my ribs and delves my belly button. I can smell my womanly scent, rising to greet his face. Strong fingers now unclip, unzip and slip my jeans, gently but firmly pulled down and off, cast away with no further regard. His breath warms through my sheer panties, heating further my already tropical pussy. He groans and hardens with the scent and taste, as he fumbles with his own pants. I am intoxicated with desire for his cock inside me, his girth and length filling me. His teeth pull my last layer of cloth down my legs, my pussy his now for the taking. Kissing again, first my toes, nibbled and sucked, next my calf then inner thighs. I want that tongue, those lips down on me, I cannot wait, I grasp his head and pull his mouth onto her. Exquisitely he licks the outer lips, prying them apart he dips inside. Slowly but firmly he traces up and onto my clit, teasing the button from the shroud. He struggles to maintain position against my grinding hips but he is good, very good. Licking his fingers he eases one inside, I feel the build inside my womb as his index strokes my G spot. Building and fading, build and fade, my orgasm teasing me, focusing my nervous system intently on his hand and mouth as he masterfully plies his talents. At last it comes, waves of electricity shuddering through me, oozing wetness into his mouth, he groans in delight, licking me up. Slowly it recedes, his gentle nuzzling easing off. Kissing his way back up my tingling skin, finally his mouth returns to mine, my scent on his lips. I can feel his penis nudging my little girl, coaxing her lips aside. He licks his fingers then wipes the tip of his cock, lubricating then easing himself in. His girth stretches me nicely, his size matched perfectly to mine. With a practiced skill he slowly pushes all the length inside me, holding deep as I adjust to him. With my legs now tightly around his back, he starts up a slow rhythm. Our kissing becomes hard and urgent, his breathing louder now as more air is demanded. Sweat glistening on his chest and arms slides down mixing with my slight shimmer. Expertly he applies pressure on my clitoris as he moves in and out of me, his pubic region waxed clean of hair smooth to the touch does not scratch me. With each thrust and grind my orgasm begins to rise again, this will not take me long. Grabbing his firm bottom I pull him in hard on me, feeling all of him deep inside. Sucking his tongue into my mouth, I could eat this man, swallow him down whole. With this thought I come again, this time in repeated waves, multiple peaks convulse my body. Through the haze of my nirvana I sense him nearing orgasm, his thrusting harder and faster. With a deep throaty gasp he spills inside me, I feel his seed spray against my soft flesh as his whole body tenses. Involuntarily his hips continue the rhythm, slowing now to a spasmodic thrust and hold pattern. Finally he stills completely, his chest pounding for air, our bodies wet with sweat. We lay this way, him inside me, slowly shrinking back to normal size. Flaccid at last he rolls off me onto his back. I snuggle in, his arm around me our bodies locked together. Sleep calls him and he accepts his little death. The soft breeze cools us where we lay, I watch as a shooting start streaks across the black sky. I pray for our lives to be forever spent together in each others willing arms. Contented I fall to slumber, safe here with my man. The End Midnight Delight Ch. 02 The Morning Comes I woke early that morning, my bladder called. Jim lay beside me, his breath light, a calmness soft in his face. I studied his features a moment longer, softly placing a kiss on his lips. At first I contemplated walking back into the house, but I vaguely recalled Jim relieving himself during the night, not far from here. I felt a little wicked as I squatted over a soft pile of mulch, this was not how I was raised. I giggled at the vision of mother catching me peeing outdoors, she would not be pleased. It was too early for the sun, the full moon holding her own still in the star riddled sky, the Milky Way splashed immense, as if flicked from an artists brush. I took in this awesome celestial display for a little while, as my right thumb and forefinger absently twiddled my new ring. I had nearly forgotten his words to me last night, the memory now racing back front and centre as I gazed down at the confirmation glittering up at me. It was a beautiful design, simple yet elegant, I would have chosen the very same. He understood me better than the 11 months we had been seeing each other would suggest. Obviously a perceptive man was my husband to be, and forgiving also, as I remembered my foolishness earlier on. I cast this thought from my mind, now was not the time nor place for remonstrating myself, no I had something much more pleasurable in mind. I softly traced my steps back to the little Eden in his back yard. He lay still, on his back now, the sheet slipped aside. The light sufficient to admire his form, his chest gently rise and fall. My eyes ventured down and over his flat stomach, muscles relaxed yet detailed, a slight trail of dark hair journeyed south. Rising to greet the day in full hard glory, his cock stole my complete attention. What ever he was dreaming, I wanted in. As I imagined his thoughts, my hand reached down and without my command commenced fingering my clitoris. Softly at first, absent mindedly almost, then with a vigor I have not felt for some time I quickly came to the touch of my practiced fingers. As my breath slowed I had only one thing in mind, Jim's hard cock inside me. My first thought was to simply lower myself onto him, ease him inside of me. As delicious an idea as it was, I decided I first wanted a taste, I wanted to feel his prick pulse in my mouth, savor his pre-come on my tongue, listen to his groans as he wakes inside my mouth. Carefully so as not to wake him, I crept onto the bed, his cock charming me forward, a Cobra mesmerizing his prey. Lying on his back with his legs slightly apart, I had full access to his cock and waxed balls. A dirtiness crept into my mind, so unlike my usual self. Rather than going straight for his cock, I licked down as far as I could, tasting his salty skin beneath his balls. His legs instantly responded, muscles tightened around my face. I had to smooth his stomach with my hand for him to relax again, his legs slumped back down. Tracing my tongue up his scrotum again caused him to flinch, although he relaxed immediately. Gently I sucked his left testicle into my mouth, his breathing now audible. I swapped one for the other a few times, his cock pulsing up and down in response. I wanted him in my mouth desperately now, my pussy was dripping wet with the thought. Releasing his balls, saliva clinging to my lips, finally parting ways and running down his crack as I raised my head slightly. His cock bobbed up and down, impatient it seemed, aware of my mouth so close. I placed my lips on the now glistening tip, my tongue lapping up the shine, salt and spice firing up my taste buds. Grasping the shaft firmly I sucked him down, reveling in the feel of his splendid girth stretching my mouth wide. Thick and hard his cock smooth gliding in and out, his hand reached up and gently caressed my cheek. He was waking now, my girlish excitement now fully aroused, giddy for the game. "Hmmm" his groan blended with the sip and suck, the slop of my spit greasing his penis. I picked up the pace, taking him deeper inside, resisting the gag, his tip partly down my throat. His legs stiffened as his hips kept rising to meet my greedy mouth, as if fucking my face. Sensing his orgasm I slowed the rhythm, releasing his cock from my oral embrace I licked the length of the shaft down to his balls. Again sucking each in turn, whilst rubbing his cock, his breathing heavy and quick. Overcome with pure lust for Jim, I wanted his cock back in my mouth more than anything in the world at that moment. I have never let anyone come in my mouth before, this morning that was all that I could think of. How would it feel exploding inside, coating my tongue and sliding down my throat? I was about to find out. With my small hand only just circling his shaft and my mouth sucking hard, I stepped it up another gear. Not long now I sensed both from his urgent thrusting and the salty pre-come I could taste. A rush of power washed over me, I was in control, my hand was on the lever. Last night was his, this morning he was mine! I soaked up this new feeling, I reveled in it as I pumped and sucked him even harder. He momentarily held his breath, his back slightly arching and with that he shot his milky load fully into my welcoming mouth. I thought I could manage the sticky wad, I was wrong. I tried to gulp it down as I had watched in a video once, but my esophagus refused. Instead the gooey paste backed up and snorted out of my nostrils, pooling in his belly button, some roping from my nose to my chin. My god! What would he think, I felt so embarrassed. My new found power whittled as I coughed and spluttered and watched through watering eyes as a smile formed on his lips. He began to chuckle, then fully broke out in his gorgeous laugh. Without a second thought he grabbed the sheet and lovingly wiped the residue from my nose and lips. Pulling my face to his chest he stroked my hair and whispered "I love you Sarah, thank you for the wonderful wake up call" he chuckled and whispered "we can work on your delivery" I lightly thumped his chest, smiled and kissed his lips. We fell back to sleep, contented in each others arms, not a care in the world. I dreamt in those final pre-dawn hours, crazy dreams as they tend to be at that time of day. I was driving a car, a rally car of all things! Flat out down a winding, twisting gravel track, large trees rising up on each side. A man sat in the passenger seat, his hands indicating the path ahead, his eyes bright with power, I seemed to trust him, a map lay on his lap. With each gesture I would obey and turn left, right, speed up, brake hard or change gear. Although I felt trust, something else gnawed at me, aggravation, helplessness maybe. Then without realising I was even doing it, I stole the map from him and tossed it out the window, his expression I clearly recall. It was one of utter disbelief, shock and then fear flushed his eyes red. He gestured frantically to stop the car, this I was not about to do. Instead I shifted up a gear and floored it, the engine roaring load in my ears. He stopped his hand waving, instead gripping the dash board, his fingers pressed holes in the soft leather. In that moment I felt more alive than any time I can remember, I was euphoric, I was totally in command. Trees and countryside flashed past in a blur, spectator's faces I made out, clearly in awe at my driving, cheering me on as I sped past. Easily I negotiated the bends and rises, as if the route was pre-recorded in my brain. I glanced at my co-driver and smiled at the size of his eyes staring straight forward, huge like dinner plates, filled with fear. "hey sleeping beauty" the words coming from inside the car confused me. "wakey wakey, time to rise" the car fading then gone as I woke slowly to Jim whispering in my ear. "good morning Sarah, welcome to a beautiful day" he kissed my cheek softly as I reached up and pulled him down to me. "easy tiger, I have plans for us today" he resisted. With my dream still fresh, my feelings where a little rattled. My normal compliant self began to sit up, releasing him. Then without a second thought I pulled him onto the bed, rolled on top and kissed him full and hard, something clattered to the ground. With my tongue I silenced any further argument, with my bottom I wiggled his cock to attention, his PJs held no defense. I fucked him hard! Grinding my pussy back and forth, my only desire was to come and come I did. Over and over my orgasms heightened in my new found state, like a wild animal I rode Jim, the surprise abundant in his face. His orgasm smashed inside me, clearly I felt the impact high and hard against my cervix. The feeling stayed with me all that day. Keeping him clamped inside me I slumped onto his heaving chest, my nipples poking him hard as nails. We lay silent except for our breathing for several minutes, calm slowly restored. "wow" was all he could manage, was probably all that needed to be said. I chuckled against his chest, I was as surprised as he was. "not sure where that came from" I whispered "but damn it was good!" To be continued..