He took what was left of her
and showed her how whole she was
He took what was left of her
and showed her how whole she was
"Take the key to my heart,
and lock the door," she says.
"Then swallow it down
so the world can't touch us."
His lips sealed the love letter written upon her heart
She is my poetry in the flesh
Beautiful lines with curves that flow
My perfect page to write my words
With my tongue and my quill
Letters spill upon her from my lips
Withe each kiss
Then I write my sonnets of passion
On her secret garden so sweet
Hearing the poems of her lust
She then takes the quill
And writes her own song
I need to hear your voice deepen and thicken with lust as you describe how you plan to fuck me, over the phone.
Make me bite my lip when I read the filthy text you sent while I am at work.
I want to listen to ponder on how well my skin will hold your marks and how wet it will make me.
I want to shiver at all the things you have planned for me.
Then I want you to do them.
Written upon your heart are the words she need to hear . Let the kisses speak to her soul ..
Off the morning dew
Cotton candy clouds
Pale blue skies
Of lovers past
Echo in my mind
Heart not hardened
Like wrong turns
In the labyrinth of love
Never fear, though
Swim in the naked beauty
Of warm feelings
Cascading over you
Soothing old wounds
In a way that time cannot
It may be fleeting
This momentary rapture
Seize what you can
Let it warm you
Like radiant sunlight
On a sandy shore
Tomorrow may not come
Today then....live and love
On her wedding day, everything was laid out according to her plan. The flowers were arriving at the church, the bridesmaids were getting ready with her at her parents’ house. And the groomsmen would be arriving shortly for pictures just after the photographer arrived.
That left her groom with only one thing left to do. He, of course popped the question, and the next was to say “I Do.” And thus, the bride, sitting at her old vanity, in her old room felt like the day would go without an issue. She stood, about to head to the closet to get her dress when she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.
She looked at herself, up and down and was pleased. She put so much work in trying to get into her dress and the accessories she had received from her bachelorette party. She pulled her robe open and looked at herself in the mirror. Biting her bottom lip, not knowing if she would please her groom, she had been with her groom before but she wanted this night to be special.
She assessed herself as her gaze moved down the mirror. She was full figured, a trait she got from her grandmother, ample bosom, which she was actually “OKaaay with” and her wide hips and full ass. How she wished she could have different hips but, not today. She worked her butt off to get the fit of the dress right and she wasn’t ruining it today with that thinking.
“Fuck it!” she said and turned away from the mirror. Heading for her closet to pull out the dress, which she hung on the door of the closet. And then to her dresser for the garter and stockings for the wedding. She had packed all of the bachelorette undies and garters for the honey moon already and just needed to finish this off.
Later, after the ceremony, the bride and groom got into the limo and took them to the forest preserve for pictures before the reception. On the way, back to the limo, the groom pulled the bride aside and said – “I can’t wait for this night to start!” and then kissed her. She kissed him back and then said, “I have such a surprise for you!” He smiled and said “So do I” and winked.
As they arrived at the reception hall, the night turned into a frantic pace of having toasts, dinner, dancing and the commiserating with tables of people from both sides of the now joined families. It was enough to make the groom pass out from exhaustion.
The only thing keeping him going was the promise of the wedding night.
But luck was not on his side, as the reception went long into the night and his groomsmen proceeded to get him drunk on shot after shot when he wasn’t going to tables with the bride.
At the end of the night, which was 3am, both were pretty drunk and had to be packed into the limo which took them to the groom’s house. The groom having just enough wits about him, got them into bed and then as most wedding nights occur, passed out without consummating the marriage.
At 9am the couple’s phones began ringing, from relatives unable to make the reception and from family members wishing to interrupt any activity that the couple could be conducting. However, it was a full 10 minutes before they both began to stir and started answering phone calls and making sure each were up to take the phone calls.
While the bride was on the latest call, the groom went to the bathroom and then to the kitchen and got orange juice, water and ibuprofen. The bride looked up with eyes that spoke “Thank YOU!” and the groom took the phone as the bride took down all three. They switched phones and then it was the grooms turn to take his share.
When the call ended, the bride asked, “…when do we have to be at the airport?”
“At 5pm tonight, we got time to take a nap and move our bags around if we missed anything” the groom said.
“Well…good, cause we didn’t have our wedding night, I got some things in the bags for you”, She said with a smile.
“Don’t take off that dress”
“What have you got in mind?”
The groom took his bride and kissed her, morning mouth and all. “Just don’t take off that dress”
He went to the bathroom, brought back three cups, two filled with mouthwash and an empty cup. Passed the one cup to his bride, and swished his around in his mouth as the bride did the same. They emptied into the cup and he took them to the bathroom, then he kissed her again. “Better she said”
Good, then he flipped her on her back and started kissing her, letting his hands roam all over her. She just threw her hands back and watched as he pulled her tits out of her dress and began sucking on her tits.
Lifting his head, he followed the form of her body down to her feet, he rubbed his hands on her gown to the sides of her hips and then to her stocking clad feet.
He lifted the tulle of her dress and started kissing her feet and legs through her stockings. He was surprised when he found she wasn’t wearing panties – “oh you are a naughty bride, aren’t you”
She smiled and laughed saying, “…just keep going.”
He moved up her thick thighs and kissed her up and down till he got to her thick lips of her pussy and started nibbling on them. He was unshaven, and it tickled her even more than his lips nibbling on hers. He began, moving his fingers around her outer lips as he ran his tongue, up and down her slit, parting it and tasting her sex. As he dipped in and out with it, he moved his fingers two at a time into her.
The groom, found her clit and began moving back and forth over it. With this movement, she was almost embarrassed from becoming so wet so fast. And as quick as it started, it was over. She had cum so fast and so hard she thought her head would explode from holding her breath.
Wiping his face on the bed, the groom emerged from the beneath the bride dress smiling. “I have a surprise for you…” and he went to the door next to his closet.
The bride regaining herself watched as he went to the door. The groom opened it, walked in and she heard something metallic “shink”
“What was that??” And the groom, backing out slowly with a 4” metal tube and at the end of it was an eye hook.
“What is that?” The bride asked again. The groom turned to her and just smiled. He went back into the closet and pulled out a mass of ropes and straps which he affixed to the eye hook of the bar coming out of the room.
“WHAT IS THAT??!!” The bride asked with excitement. And the groom turned to her and said, “This is the result of that test you had me take. I never showed you how I scored but it looks like I’m an experimentalist. And this is something I wanted to experiment with.”
The groom went over to his bride on the bed and helped her up. She walked over with him to the contraption and she saw further into the little room which held the top part of the metal arm secured to the wall. In side were riding crop, flogger, furry hand cuffs and feathers on wooden handles and various items she couldn’t make out.
He eyes widened, “What is this?? You are putting me on??” she said with a smile.
“Like I said – I want to experiment. But with this, you might need to get out of that dress, unfortunately”
She looked at the rope, straps and said, “The skirt is removable” and started unhooking the skirt. She turned around and said” there are hooks, feel for them and you will feel it free” The groom smiling felt for the hooks and helped the bride unhook the skirt. And there she was, top part of her dress and garters and stockings.
The groom pushed her back so that the bride was under the straps and ropes.
“This my love, is a sex swing…”, he said as he moved her back to the larger padded strap and then moved her hands into the padded cuffs. And as the groom began
“But what if I need to get out?” She said
“Shhh…I got this, just say ‘lemon drop’ you hate them that way I know you don’t want something”
She looked concerned but she said, “Fuck it! Let’s do this – we got 5 hours”
The groom smiled and said, “Sit back and be lucky I don’t blind fold you right now”
As she sat back, he lifted her feet into the straps, one leg at a time running his hands from the insides of her thighs to her toes. He had a thing for nylons as well and sucked on her toes through her stockings…
“you are so nasty!” she said. Pleased that her groom was just now showing this side of himself. He stood between her legs, unzipped his pants and there it was. He let his pants drop and took his shirt off to reveal his toned body.
She could watch him undress all day but it was his cock that she wanted. Since the first time she fucked him, he surprised her with it as most guys can’t stop showing their staff. But not her groom, no wonder he kept these toys a secret just like he kept his thick, large cock a secret.
He placed his cock on her mound but didn’t enter. The groom took the sides of the swing and started rocking her back gently so his cock would rub her mound as he got harder.
“Are you going to tease me all day with that thing or are you going to fuck me with it??” She said as she was having her clit rubbed by his cock, making her wet.
“Not till you tell me what you want…come on, tell me…is this what you want?” And as he said, those words, he lifted is cock and let it flap against her mound
It excited her and with each little flap of his cock against her pussy, she was getting even wetter.
“Yes...I want your cock inside of me…”
“All you had to do was ask…” and he pulled back till he was just at her opening, spreading her lips with his cockhead. He slowly entered her, and she loved the feel of him…spreading her open to take all of him. And he went slowly, softly at first till she got used to him. The he grabbed the swing, and started rocking her back and forth, and she could feel him going in so much deeper than she had felt him before. She was breathing in catching her breath of the sensation of feeling him fucking her in quick motions…
“Oh, my god!” she said as she was starting to take him in now. He smiled, he read that this is what a swing could do for a couple…increase the sensations of sex. He started rocking her back and forth keeping the rhythm constant for now. And he could see in her eyes, and feel her body tense that she was enjoying this. The bride was so close to coming and she couldn’t help it, she wanted this to last.
“Oh, my God, I’m coming!” she screamed! Breathing hard from her orgasm. She put her hand on his chest as if to say slow down. But he kept pushing her back and forth on the swing as she was coming, and then he stopped. He hadn’t come yet and he said, “I want to see how flexible you are with this” he un did her legs and put them on the floor and then undid her hands and in one deft motion, he flipped her on her belly into the seat of the swing.
He took the stirrups and lowered them down so her feet could be put back in.
And there she was, with her large ass pointed up to him, he stuck his fingers in her pussy again, lubing them and then he put his cock in her again,
“Are you ok to go on?”, The groom asked.
The bride nodded and simply said “yes, I want to feel you come in me” and it was the strangest feeling as he entered her slowly from behind and then something new. The groom was rocking her with one hand and then she felt it, his finger at the tip of her ass. He slowly inserted it, feeling her ass around his middle finger as he rocked her slowly in the swing. But he couldn’t keep it going as the excitement of turning his bride on to his kinks was getting to him.
And he pulled his finger out when the bride said, “No I liked that!” and so, he worked his finger back in and awkwardly was drilling her ass with his finger. He loved the sight of his bride in her wedding dress, hanging from the sex swing and fucking her hard.
Fucking her in the swing, his finger in her ass, he just let go and started coming in her. And when he was through, catching his breath he undid her legs from the swing and helped ease her back on to the bed where they just laid still for a few minutes.
“Did you enjoy that?” The groom asked.
She just looked at him and kissed him and nodded.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I wanted this to be a surprise for you”
She ran a hand down his cheek, kissed him and then let her hand slide down his body and cupped his cock.
“We are going to be getting a lot of use out of this and that swing” and she tugged on him as she punctuated her words.
“Hey be careful, we have four and a half hours we have time”
The bride let his cock go and sat up and said, “What do you have in there”
“Oh, a little of this, a little of that…just things I have thought about but never tired. Go look if you want”
The bride patted his cock, got up and looked inside the small closet. She ran her hands over some of the items hanging and then her eyes found something that piqued her interest.
“What is this?” she said as she reached into the closet and into her curiosity.
Higher than the clouds
Turbulence awakes inside
As our lips kiss
Hold her tight
lay you lips
Whisper her name
Breath in her essence
Slowly let your
Watch the cloth
Drape to the floor
Stand back and gaze
There her skin
Awaits your lips
Look into her eyes
Make that desire
Be burned into her soul