In Too Deep(170)

Laying her leg to the side, I backed up, then lowered my face to Sophie's thighs, kissing each of them chastely before kissing higher and more intimately. Finding the waistband of her shorts, I pulled, and was surprised by what I found. Sophie, who had always just neatly trimmed our entire relationship, had shaved herself totally bare. The skin was so smooth and fresh she must have done it just the night before, or maybe that morning before our ceremony. "Wha...?"

“You don't mind?"

"Not at all," I said, kissing the soft skin on the inside of her thigh. Sophie trembled, and I could see her breath catch in anticipation of what I was going to do. "May I?"

"Yes, of course..... my husband," she said, the words causing both of us to shiver in happiness. Her hand came down to stroke through my hair, and I kissed her thighs again, pushing them apart just a bit to keep her tender skin from the slight roughness of my cheeks. Reaching out with my tongue, I traced the silky soft skin of her outer lips, reveling in the taste.

Licking up and down her outer lips, I slowly darted my tongue inside, listening as Sophie's breathy moans guided me in my caresses. Her sticky juices coated my tongue, a flavor that I will never get enough of regardless of whether I live to a thousand years old. Reaching deeper, I found her entrance and licked as deeply as I could, feasting on her nectar until it ran down my lips. Sophie groaned deeply, her hands pulling me into her before tensing and pulling me higher, toward what I knew she wanted.

I withdrew my tongue with only a momentary flicker of regret, longing for more of her perfect essence before licking higher, searching for the tender button of her clit. It lay there at the top of her labia like a perfect round little pink ruby, shyly poking out from between the coral pink petals of her labia, wanting my attention. I kissed it first, my lips causing Sophie to cry out with a gasp. I traced around the nub with the tip of my tongue before flicking my tongue over it, her gasp becoming a sharp cry of pleasure. Her fingers tightening almost painfully in my hair, and she bucked into my tongue, nearly losing control. I repeated the flicks, my tongue barely brushing over the tip of her clit over and over, before I started circling again, this time my tongue dragging against her clit with every circle.

I felt Sophie's fists tighten again, and her pull went all the way to totally painful as her hips lifted off the bed, and her cries reached a fever pitch. Her thighs clamped around my head as her orgasm washed over her, and I rode out the pain, even as the blood thundered in my ears and I could feel my hair being literally torn out of my scalp. Finally, Sophie's hands relaxed, and her legs fell to the side, her body sated momentarily. "Holy shit."

"I aim to please," I said, kissing her belly button before slowly moving next to her on the bed. Sophie is very sensitive after an orgasm, to the point that anything more than holding her hand can be painful to her, and it takes her a few moments to recover. I lay there, holding her hand as she clasped it in between her breasts, taking deep breaths and staring at the ceiling.

Finally, she turned her head to look me in the eyes, a single tear falling from her right eye to trickle down her cheek. "You're amazing."

"I just love you," I said. "That's all."

Sophie snorted and looked at the ceiling. "That's all."

We lay there for another few moments before she turned on her side and kissed me. "And I love you with all my heart. And with all my body, too."

Sophie's eyes glimmered with a kittenish sparkle that I knew so well, and was so happy to see. Reaching down, the nimble fingers of her right hand quickly unsnapped the button on my shorts and reached inside, finding my semi-hard cock. "What, you lost interest?" she teased, stroking me with her hand. "I've heard that happens in marriage."

"No way, ever," I semi-replied. I know I wasn't that coherent, but I had the most beautiful woman I'd ever known smiling at me with a seductive look that was hot enough to melt titanium and stroking my cock right after I'd given her a pretty good climax. The only reason I was only half hard was because I had been so into using my tongue that my attention had wandered from my cock to my wife. As it was, I was raging hard again before I could answer, and I was pushing painfully against the constriction of my shorts. Worst of all, I had chosen shorts with a button fly, which meant that it took Sophie an extra ten seconds to get my shorts off, since she used just her right hand while her lips made little kisses on my jaw and neck that felt like they barely touched my skin, but each one of them left a trail of fire behind it.

Kissing her way down my chest, Sophie let her movement drag her t-shirt up, although I must admit I helped by pulling on it from the back. When it was all the way under her armpits she sat up to quickly pull it over her head, giving me an amazing look of her body. Grinning, she shook her head, letting her breasts sway from side to side in front of me. "You're never going to get tired of these, are you?"

"Never," I said, pulling her back down into a kiss. Rolling to the side, I cupped her left breast as we kissed, my thumb running over her nipple while our tongues darted and swept around each other, kissing. I found one of the nice advantages of Sophie having short hair, as stroking and caressing her face was easier by far.

Suddenly, I felt something that caused me to break our kiss, surprised. Using her thighs, Sophie had trapped me between her legs, wrapping my cock in a warm, smooth, strong vise that felt nearly as good as being inside her. Sophie grinned and leaned forward, biting my lower lip gently while she squeezed her thighs around my cock, growling sexily.