The Professor and Sean I
By:
Scotty
(Copyright 2006 by the author)
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Chapter 23
I
Dinner was filled with
laughter, good food, and so many kisses that Sean and I barely had
time to eat our meal. Sean was just radiant, and I was smiling so
widely that my jaw began to hurt a little. Sean would smile at me,
and as usual, I would melt. Someone would again clink on his glass
and we would be kissing again. I know we shared filet mignon and
lobster with each other even though we never had a forkful that we
exchanged. I was so sexually aroused that I wanted to ravage my sexy
lover right there. I knew that I had to save my sincerest, most
passionate lovemaking for later. That didn't lessen my desire,
however.
A small orchestra took its place on a raised platform. as the China
was being removed from the table; Sean and I arose from our table
and made the rounds of the tables of guests. We chatted with them,
thanking them for honoring us with their presence. There was so much
joy in the room. It was palpable. I kept my arm around Sean. 'My
husband,' I thought, 'what good thing did I do in my life that
allowed me this reward; this little piece of heaven, my Sean? My
feelings were so intense that I fought to maintain my composure.
Sean smiled at me, and I was fine. I couldn't let him go, though. I
had my arm around him, or had his hand securely in mine. We next
heard Jeff's voice.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are going to have a few dances while the
tables are cleared and the dessert is prepared. As is the custom,
the happy couple will have the first dance. Ryan, Sean, the floor is
yours."
My heart almost stopped. We had never danced together. I was klutz
number one. I looked at Sean with fear in my eyes. He just smiled
and led me to the dance floor. "Just hold me in your arms and sway
to the music. We don't even have to move it you are concerned. Just
think, I can whisper in your ear, and you can hold me in your arms,
and we can escape from here for our own private moment." Everything
was fine until the music started. We both knew immediately when that
strong baritone, voice enhanced with feeling, began to fill the hall
with our song:
The Story of my life....
I pulled Sean to me and held him so tightly, I wondered if he would
be able to breathe. He seemed as light as a feather, Suddenly we
were moving to the music, and steps that I had learned years ago
seemed to return to save Sean and me from embarrassment. Sean could
dance, too. Sean whispered in my ear, "Ry, I love you so completely,
so intensely. I don't know what I would do if anything bad happened
to you. Be careful for me, Hon. Kiss me, please." I did. I realized
we had stopped moving and that we were in a torrid embrace. I was
almost without breath when Sean broke the kiss.
"There!" Sean whispered, "Does that kiss show you how much I love
you?"
"No!" I whispered back, "I think we should try it again. Really try
to prove it to me, Hon." I said. Sean giggled and laid a kiss on me
like you wouldn't believe. It was a Kelly kiss combined with our
special kiss, connected to a lust-filled kiss, topped off by a
lover's kiss.
"Enough, enough," said my father. "Our turn now to dance. Ryan, you
dance with your Mother and I will dance with Sean. Then we will
switch." And so we danced.
The guests were thrilled and happy. We switched; and my beaming Mom
and Dad stole the show as they twirled us around the room. Other
family, and friends all wanted their chance to dance with us. Aunt
Emily had a very short dance with Sean and then me. Cathy, Janet,
Rog and Greg wanted a chance to dance with the happy couple. Most of
the guests took us for a turn around the dance floor. We were having
a wonderful time dancing with everyone.
Finally, we were back in each other's arms. I couldn't help myself.
I just grabbed Sean and kissed him with such love and passion that I
almost lost it again. He returned my kiss with love and passion,
too. The music stopped for a little bit; the kiss didn't. We finally
realized that we were alone in the middle of the dance floor, lost
in a torrid kiss. Everyone loved it. Both of us, a little red faced,
moved to the cake table in the corner as we had been directed by
Mom.
There on the table was the wedding cake, a lovely, tiered thing.
Atop the cake stood two young grooms; there was no bride atop this
cake. We cut the ceremonial piece of cake. We were both handed a
small piece of the cake on a plate. Sean looked bewildered. Mom
whispered something to him. He raised his hand, holding the piece of
cake. I smiled at him, and opened my mouth. He gently placed the
small piece of cake in my mouth. I was so pleased as there was no
cake in the face. I leaned forward to kiss Sean, when out of the
corner of my eye I saw a piece of cake coming to my face in the hand
of my lover. 'Bang!' I had cake all over my face. Sean was laughing
hysterically. I joined the happy laughter. Sean came to me and
kissed me, taking some of the cake from my face and eating it. Mom
dutifully wiped the remaining cake from my face.
I stood facing Sean with the piece of cake in my hand. I was trying
to decide what to do with it. Then I knew what I wanted to do. I
spoke to Sean, but loudly enough, so that all the guests who were
now standing around the table in the corner straining to see, could
hear.
"You want this piece of cake, Sean, my partner. Come and get it!" I
said as I placed the piece of cake in my mouth,
With only a small amount extended beyond my lips, I waited. Sean
made a turn as if to walk away. He stopped; he slowly turned and
walked to me. He smiled that smile that always got to me, and took
me into his arms. He licked the cake from my lips into his mouth. He
then placed his mouth over mine and opened it wide. I pushed some of
the cake into his mouth with my tongue. This ritual just grew from
there into another kiss that took us both away from the reception.
When we came down to earth, we heard all of the applause. Mom and
Dad escorted us back to the table. The chef began cutting the cake
into serving pieces. Waitresses began to serve the cake and ice
cream. Everything was delicious. No one had left the reception. All
these wonderful people were still with us. When dessert was about
finished, Greg stood up.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, may I have your attention. I would like to
offer a toast to my good friends, Ryan and Sean. You two guys, you
two wonderful human beings, have taught me so much about life and
love. I used to think I was a hotshot, the stud on the ranch. But I
discovered after seeing how you two loved each other, that I didn't
want to be the stud. I wanted to just love Rog as completely and as
honestly as you two love each other. I hope that I have changed..."
"Oh, yes, he has changed. He was always wonderful, but now he is
even better. He learned about love the way all of us who know you
two got to understand that power. Go on, Honey," said Rog
Greg continued: "So anyway, I wanted to wish you all the best. I
want you to love each other as you do now, through all the years to
come. Hopefully, it will become a stronger more mature love,
although I can't imagine how that could be. So, raise your glass,
cup, or whatever, and join me in wishing Ryan and Sean the happiness
they so richly deserve. Cheers!" said Greg.
The applause was thunderous. Jeff was speaking again. "There will be
more dancing after the happy couple leave. You may go out to the
steps of the Inn. On your table you will find small bags filled with
birdseed. Using birdseed prevents the ruin of the natural setting.
It becomes feed for the birds than clean it up. So, if you will
proceed outside, Ryan and Sean will be leaving shortly. The guests
began leaving. In a short time, only Mom and Dad and the two of us
were in the room.
"Mom, Dad," said Sean, "How can we ever thank you for all this? It
has been the most wonderful day of my life except for the day Ryan
first kissed me and told me he loved me. I love you two people so
much." Tears began to show up in Sean's eyes. I took over.
"Dad, you and Mom have made this a memorable day in our lives. You
made sure that everything was perfect. How could we ever forget this
day? How can we ever thank you?" I asked.
"That's easy," my Dad said, "you two just love each other the way
you do tonight, all the days of your lives. That will be a wonderful
thank you."
"He's right, Ryan and Sean. Be happy; love each other. You are our
sons, and by the way, visit us in Florida," my Mom added with a
smile and a kiss.
Jeff was at the door admonishing us. "Come on, everyone, people are
waiting."
We all moved to the entrance of the hotel. We could see people lined
up almost to our cottage. We would have to run the gauntlet of
birdseed to get to our refuge. We smiled at each other. I took
Sean's hand into mine, and we ran as fast as we could, getting
pelted with birdseed thrown by adoring friends. They called out good
wishes for happiness and health. Finally, we reached the door of our
cottage, running the last few yardsin the clear. I unlocked the door
and pulled Sean in after me. I locked the door.
II
We stood in silence for a brief
moment. Sean brushed some birdseed from my hair. I returned the
favor. I ran my finger slowly across his lips; he opened them and
took my index finger into his mouth. That was all it took. I had him
in my arms, carrying him to our bed, bringing him to our beginning
as a couple in a legal and holy sense. Now I would make love to Sean
so that he would know that all I said in my vows was true. Kicking
open the bedroom door, I kissed Sean gently and with pent-up emotion
that he felt immediately.
"Sean, my beloved, here in the bedroom of our love cottage, I want
you to understand the depth of my love for you. You are the reason I
want to live and prosper. I want to care for your every need. May I
make love to you, Baby? May I show you how much I love you?" I
asked, my voice shaking with emotion.
"Ry, my husband and lover, I want you. Please make love to me," Sean
replied in an emotion-filled voice.
I wanted this to be the best lovemaking we had ever experienced. As
much as I desired Sean, I wanted to take my time and be as gentle
and loving as it was possible for me to be. It would be difficult,
because my sexual energy was high and my desire was monumental.
I set Sean on his feet near the bed. I kissed him gently. As I
kissed him, I removed his tux jacket and threw it on the chair.
Undoing his tie was simple however it was more difficult getting him
out of the tux shirt. Sean cooperated, knowing, I believe, that this
was to be a special moment in our love lives. When his chest was
bare, I leaned in and licked his beautiful nipples, feeling them
harden as I sucked on them. When I bit them tenderly, Sean's body
stiffened and he almost cried out. As I ran my tongue down his abs
to his navel, I loosened his trousers, unzipped them and pushed him
back onto the bed.
He looked up at me with that wonderful smile on his face. I quickly
removed his shoes and socks, and then pulled his trousers off. He
was so beautiful, so tempting. It was obvious that his cock was hard
as it pushed against the sheer fabric of the thong he was wearing. I
quickly got rid of my clothes and stood in front of him in the thong
he had given me; my erection was obvious, and my desire almost
unchecked. I pulled Sean to his feet and into my arms. We kissed
standing there for a long moment. I reached behind him and pulled
the bed coverings down, only to discover that the sheets had been
covered with rose petals.
I wanted this to be totally sensual, no sight to help us reach our
peak of sexual arousal. I turned off the lights. Only a small
glimmer of the early moon made its way into the room. I picked Sean
up and laid him gently on the rose petals. I climbed atop him,
feeling his body with my hands. My lips found his and I kissed him
with the most gentle kiss I could. He responded with a deep sigh and
a kiss as gentle as mine had been. I began kissing and licking his
entire body slowly, with great gentleness and caring. Sean would
occasionally whimper, but he said nothing.
When I reached his cock, I lightly licked the head to remove the
drop or two of precum. I licked his testicles, which were lovely to
the touch; smooth and egg shaped, loosely held in the scrotum. I
kissed them. I licked his balls slowly and carefully. Sean's body
was arching up from the bed. I continued my tender loving of every
part of his body; licking down his legs to his beautiful sculptured
feet; licking his toes, sucking them into my mouth. His groaning had
increased in intensity, but he still said nothing. I chose not to
speak either. I licked my way back up his hard muscled legs to his
cock. I couldn't wait any longer. I put my lips around his cock
head, took a deep breath, and swallowed his shaft down into my
throat. I kept it there until I had to breathe. Sean had picked his
body up from the bed and wash trying to push his cock deeper into my
throat. I had already taken it all, but he somehow wanted more. I so
wanted to please him, to make him happy, to make him mine. I slowly
started to bob my head up and down, taking his steel-hard shaft deep
into my throat, and using my tongue to stimulate pleasure for him.
Sean gently placed his hands on the back of my head. He spoke the
first words since we began our lovemaking.
"Ry, please stop. I want to save my climax to have with you. I
haven't ever been so aroused, so happy, so fulfilled at any time you
have made love to me. This has been so gentle and loving. Please,
Lover, I want you in me, I want your seed in me. I want to be one
with you. Love me, Ry, love me as you have never loved me before,"
said Sean, who was close to crying. I kissed his eyes and discovered
there were tears in them. Suddenly an emotion overtook me that
touched my soul. As I kissed Sean's lips, tears flowed down my face
and fell onto his face, mixing our tears together.
"Forgive my tears, beloved Sean; but I was so overcome with love for
you that my soul was touched, and my innermost being could no longer
keep my emotions hidden. They came flowing to the surface. A rush of
joy and happiness such as I have never experienced engulfed me. I
want you so much, Sean. I know that you complete me; without you I
am nothing. My God, I love you," I told him in my husky,
emotion-filled voice.
"Ry, I am so aware of your presence, so attuned to your touch, your
scent; that I also found my love for you moving me to another plane,
a place somewhere in my soul. My tears were of joy, but I can't
explain it any better than that. Please put on the light, Hon. I
want to see you and those beautiful eyes," said my Sean.
I switched on the bedside lamps; the soft light was sufficient. I
gazed at my lover's beautiful body. It was perfect; he could have
been the model for Michelangelo's David. His perfect cock was hard
and standing upright, dripping copious amounts of precum. I licked
the head of it again, savoring the precum. As I began to take his
cock into my mouth, Sean pulled away from me. I was surprised; but I
realized that Sean wanted to give me some pleasure, too. He rolled
me onto my back and slowly covered my body with kisses and licks;
his determination bordered on the idea that he wanted to consume me,
to take me and make me a part of his being forever. He sucked my
cock with all the skill he possessed; taking me almost to the edge;
then letting me return to a comfort zone. I wanted him; and I wanted
him now. I pushed Sean onto his back, pushed his legs up and had my
face in his ass crack licking and sucking. His scent lifted me to a
new sexual high. He moaned and whimpered, but did not beg nor plead
with me. I sucked his rosebud almost into my mouth, leaving a large
of amount of saliva there. My tongue probed and invaded his hole. I
kept this up, not in any feverish attempt to excite him, but rather
in a slow, passionate way; paying homage to the winking entrance of
my lover's love tunnel.
"Please, please, Ry, Lover. Please take me, please make me yours;
fill me with your seed. Please, Ry, I don't think I can wait any
longer. Your lov making has been deliriously wonderful, but I want
you in me. Now. Please," begged Sean.
My cock was covered with large amounts of precum; Sean's cock was
producing much , also. I took his precum and used it on his hole,
pushed it into that beautiful hole with my fingers and then slicked
my cock with my own precum. Sean had pulled his legs back to his
chest, spreading his legs they were spread wide, making his rosebud
easy to see. I lined up my cock with his hole. As I pushed into him,
I leaned forward and kissed him deeply, passionately, completely. My
cock easily entered him ,and I was soon in him up to my balls, which
were slapping against his body. He was writhing under me. I pulled
out, leaned in and took his hard cock into my mouth. As I pushed
back into him, I took much of his shaft into my warm moist mouth. I
was extremely happy, completed as a man, a lover and a husband.
Sean's eyes were wide open; he looked at me with such love and
desire that I was afraid I might cum at any moment. And the smile;
that wonderful, sexy, inviting smile. I slowly plunged in and out of
his hot tight ass. He kept pushing against my cock, trying as it
were , to impale himself.
I had learned to take most of his cock orally, and I was enjoying
the taste and the solid feeling of his wonderful sex organ into my
hungry mouth. I sensed Sean was holding off with enormous control,
so I increased my speed and was soon pounding Sean's ass with
vigor.. As I did this, I tried to take more of his cock into my
mouth and throat. Through some magical bending of my back, I soon
had a bit of his cock pushing into my throat as I continued to
thrust into his love channel.
We were both became louder in our moaning, trying to tell each other
how much we wanted each other, how we loved each other. Sean began
begging me to make him cum. I was almost in a wild state as I fucked
Sean with every bit of energy and love that I could muster.
Finally, I felt Sean's cock expand and throb, and then he was
filling my mouth with his hot seed. Immediately, my cock exploded,
shooting hot spurts of manjuice deep into his guts. I collapsed on
him; we were both covered with perspiration. Sean had brought his
legs down. As we regained our breathing and heart rate, I realized
that he was too silent, too still.
"Baby, Sean, are you okay? Speak to me please. I'm worried."
"I am fine, Ry. I'm just happy and fulfilled. I have your seed deep
in me where it belongs. And you made love to me just now in a way I
never thought was possible. I am sure, Hon, that I am now totally
and completely yours. I love you, Ry." With that he kissed me gently
on the lips taking some of his semen into his mouth. We lay there
for a long time saying nothing. I rolled off Sean, raised myself on
my elbows and stared at him. How could I not love such a perfect
man? His eyes were closed and his breathing was almost the kind that
told me he was asleep. I had to kiss him; so I brushed my lips
slowly over his. He reached out and pulled me to him. His head was
now on my shoulder, and he spoke to me.
"Please, Ryan, don't ever leave me. If you did, I know now, more
than ever before, that I would want to die. I know also that no one
else on this planet could love me as you do. There would be no
reason to continue this existence. I love sex with you, my beloved,
but more than that, I love you, all of you," he softly whispered.
"I will never leave you, Darling. Never. The only way you would lose
me is through death. So don't worry your beautiful head about it.
Here, take this kiss as a promise. Now, Lover, let's sleep for a
while. Later, Sean, I want you to make love to me. I need it, too. I
want your seed in me." I kissed him with a slow, non-sexual kiss. As
I leaned back to turn off the lights, he smiled at me. I ditched the
lights, pulled Sean to me, and we fell asleep.
********
I was awakened some hours later
by the feel of a hot, hard piece of steel pushing against my ass. It
was Sean.
"Are you awake, Ry. I am. I have been thinking about us. We're a
family now. It makes me all happy inside. I get tears in my eyes.
We're together for all time. It's a little scary in a way, a
wonderful way. I keep thinking about how we will be in twenty years.
I think we will love each other even more, don't you? Ry, did you
hear me? Honey, are you awake? Sean switched on the bedside lights,
"I'm awake, Lover. I never had any doubt; not since that first night
I met you and you came home with me. I knew then. I was positive
that I wanted you for all of my life. And, if it's possible, I want
to spend eternity with you. It can be scary to think about family
and the years to come. Neither of us, nor anyone else, knows what is
ahead. We will probably have some hot and loud arguments. But think
of making up. Wow! If making up is anything like our lovemaking
earlier tonight, then, Baby, let's argue many times. A family. Has a
nice ring to it, doesn't it? And our family includes Mom and Dad and
Aunt Emily. We are so lucky," I said.
"Ry, I want to say something. Maybe I want to ask you something. I
don't know really how to do this."
"Just ask me, or tell me, or whatever," I encouraged Sean.
"Ry, I want children," Sean said quietly, in less than a whisper.
"Yes, so do I. How many do you want?" I asked.
"More than one. I want at least two, maybe three or four. I don't
want my kids to ever be just one and alone. I don't want that. If we
can't have more than one, I guess I don't want any," he said in a
firm, defensive way.
"I don't want an only child either. We both know about loneliness,
don't we? We can have as many as we want," I told him.
"Thanks, Ry. I love you so much, and you always seem to have to give
in to my desires, my wishes. It shouldn't be that way!"
It was getting too serious. I knew I had to break the tension. "I'll
you what, Sean. You can have all the kids you want; but listen to
me, you are the one who will have to get pregnant and carry them." I
smiled at my young lover.
"Ryan Taylor, you are an asshole. A wonderful asshole, too. I just
want you to fuck me silly every time we get ready to adopt a child."
Sean laughingly told me.
"You know Sean, we can have children who will carry half of our
genes. We need to find an egg donor and a surrogate mother. They
take our sperm and put it with the donated egg, work their magic in
the lab, and then place the embryo in the surrogate mother who
carries the child to term. Then we have a child for our own." I told
an intensely interested Sean.
Leaning on his elbows and looking directly into my eyes, Sean
informed me, "That's the way I want to do it, Ry. We have to have a
least four, don't you think. Two with your genes and two with my
genes. Yes, that's the way we will do it. You can go first if you
want. Who do you think we can get to donate four eggs? Should we
have only one egg from four donors? That will be something we will
have to research. Yup, at least four. Hell, with my inheritance we
could have six. I like kids, do you? I know one thing, Ry, you would
make a wonderful father. You're intelligent and caring. Me, well, I
can do the laundry and clean the house and get the kids to games and
lessons. Maybe teach them to play the piano. Smile, Ry, you look
much too serious." I smiled; I couldn't help it. I pulled Sean to me
and kissed him gently and with great feeling.
"You have it all figured out don't you Husband? Can we start with
one, then maybe two? And then see if we like it. It means a lot of
responsibility, maybe it will interfere with your career as a
professional pianist. There are many things to consider, Sweetheart.
I love kids, so six sounds good to me; especially if I have to fuck
you long and hard each time so that you will know I really want the
kid."
"I think I should get to fuck you hard and deep when it's my genes
the kid will get. Yeah, that's the way it will be. And Ry, don't
worry. I don't want to be a professional pianist; you know, a
concert pianist. That's not for me. I want to be with you as much as
possible. I want to teach piano, perhaps at State. Think I could?
Think I would have a chance at State?" asked Sean, and I could see
in his eyes, delight and happiness as he planned our future.
I prayed silently that life would be kind to us and allow us to do
as Sean wanted. I wanted it, too. Although I knew that Sean should
probably pursue a career as a concert pianist, I secretly was happy
that he would rather be with me teaching at State. Rog would be a
little unhappy about his decision not to go professional, but he
would be thrilled to know that Sean wanted to teach at State.
"I guess I know who is going to run our household, Baby. You are far
ahead of me in planning the future. I'm still trying to grasp the
fact that we are married. But, Sean, don't stop planning. I love
you, Baby. I want you right now. I want to make the beginnings of
our first child. Are you ready to work hard at this, fucking every
free minute we have until we get pregnant. Can you take it
day-in-day-out, almost constant time spent in bed with the two of us
coupling and never get tired of me?" I asked.
"If you promise me that is what we will be doing for every child we
get, then I want ten or maybe a dozen. Ryan Taylor, you know that I
will never tire of you. Come here, Hon. I want to make love to you.
I want to plant my seed deep in you. I want you to feel the wonder
and joy that you gave to me earlier. I want you, Ry." said a
breathless Sean.
Sean took me into his arms and we kissed slowly and gently. I almost
melted into him. He was so gentle, so tender. He kissed and licked
my body -- starting with my face and eyes and lips and chin, to my
ears, my throat, and then my pits, which he licked until they were
wet with his saliva. He moved to my nipples and worked one with his
mouth and the other with two fingers. He was gentle, even when he
bit my hard nip. I arched my back, so intense were his ministrations
to my body. He licked my abs, my naval, down my trail to my pubes,
where he stopped and inhaled my scent. He licked and sucked my
testicles into his warm, moist mouth. I had my hands on his head,
stroking his hair, not attempting to guide him.
He came back to my cock head, and slowly, carefully licked off the
precum that glistened there. Then he was back to my balls and on
down my thigh and calf to my feet where he licked the soles of my
feet and sucked each of my toes. I was desperately hot; sexually
near madness. He proceeded to the other side and did his magic on
that foot and leg, then back to my scrotum. He spent some time
there, licking and sucking before he came to my cock, and without
fanfare, he swallowed me deep into his throat. I thought I would
cum, but I didn't utter a word. I wanted Sean to take care of
everything. I wanted to be the center of his lovemaking; I wanted
him to find pleasure in giving me pleasure in the way he wanted.
Sean was aware of my sexual high, and he was careful not to take me
over the top. He let me down slowly; his head on my abs, his tongue
darting out once in a while to lick my cock head. Slowly, painfully,
I came down, wanting only to go back to that sexual high and to
finally be able to cum, and to relieve the enormous tension, my
tightened mind set, my desire to be filled with Sean's seed.
Sean moved to my crotch and pushed up my legs. I immediately pulled
them back, hooking my arms around them until they rested on my
chest. Sean pulled one of the pillows down and pushed it under my
butt, lifting me up so that he had complete access to my ass. My
body was quivering with anticipation. Sean plunged his face into my
ass and licked my crack again and again. Finally he stopped at the
entrance to my man-cunt and sucked and licked and tongued me until I
screamed with desire.
"Sean, Baby, Husband, Lover, please, please take me. Fill me with
your seed. Fuck me hard and deep, slow and fast, until we both shoot
our cum. I need you Sean, please." I begged my lover.
Sean simply placed his cock head on my hole and pushed. I didn't
gasp or cry out as he slipped deep into me. I was in sexual heaven.
I loved the feel of his cock deep in me, the weight of his body on
me, the movements of his hands on my body, his lips on mine. He
began a slow, sensual movement; entering and leaving my hot ass with
a gentle almost shy-like fuck. It was glorious. But I wanted more. I
wanted to feel him take me over the top, to be the master, to be in
control, to take me at his will, in his time. So I stayed silent.
Slowly Sean increased his speed, never breaking the rhythm. He was
kissing me gently, licking my lips with his tongue. I had wrapped my
arms and legs around Sean and made no attempt to let him go. He was
banging my ass hard and deep now, but there was a loving tenderness
about it all, and I was soon approaching the point of no return. I
was almost delirious, my mind and body melding into one totally
pleasured thing. I had my lover, my husband deep within me,
preparing at this wonderful sensual moment to share his most sacred
being with me. He knew the importance of this moment, as did I. I
felt my body leave the bed and almost float as my emotions became
central to my physical and sexual being. Suddenly there was an
explosion, so manifested of total love that it was shattering, so
intense that it was breathtaking, so complete that it brought me to
tears of joy. My own cock was spewing string after string of hot
cum, and Sean's expanded and throbbing penis was filling me with his
hot seed. I was crying loudly, my sobs shaking my body, causing Sean
to enclose me in his embrace, loving me completely, totally. I
didn't move. I didn't want to breathe. I just wanted the moment to
last forever. To feel this fulfilled, this complete, this loved; how
could anyone ask for anything more. I finally spoke between sobs,
"Sean, Sean, Baby. Oh my God, Baby. How you have loved me. How you
have completed me. How you have made me yours. I have your seed deep
within me. I am yours, Lover. Forgive the tears, but they are
spilled only in joy. I love you so much, dear Sean. So much."
Sean was strangely silent. I waited patiently for him to say
something, anything. The silence continued. Finally he spoke to me.
"Ry, I couldn't speak for a while. I was too emotional, too filled
with love for you and too filled with joy. I have made love to you
many times, but there was something about this time that far
exceeded any other. I think it was that for a few moments, we were
totally and completely one; connected in a spiritual way and not
just in a physical way. I think, Ry, that it wasn't totally sexual;
it was the bringing together of our two psyches. Ry, I think I just
showed you how much I love you."
"Oh, Baby, you certainly showed me your total love. You must be
exhausted. Stay in my arms and let's get some sleep. I don't want
you to move. I want you in me as we fall asleep. Thank you for
loving me so much, Sean. Thank you for saving me from loneliness,
for smiling at me, for laughing with me," I told him as I stroked
his curly hair. He didn't answer, and I knew from his breathing that
he had fallen asleep. I kissed his forehead, and them reached and
switched off the lights. I could not have asked for more on my
honeymoon. To be loved as I had been loved, and to love Sean as I
had loved him, made the night perfect.
I was beginning to get groggy and was nearing sleep, but I had to
pray first. "Dear God, thank You again for Sean. Thank You for
letting us love each other. Thank You for our wonderful family and
friends. I hope, dear God, that Sean and I will be a faithful
couple, that You will in Your time allow us to have the children we
so desire. I pray, dear God, that You will bless us and our family,
both the family we now have, and the family we plan to have, based
on our love and commitment to each other. Amen."
Sean moved slightly as I stroked his smooth back. I drifted off into
a sound sleep, knowing that my lover and husband was here with me,
that our union was blessed and legal, and that we were, through
making love to each other, surely now as married as any couple of
any persuasion in any place on the planet Earth.
So much more was to come. So much more. Tomorrow and tomorrow...
To be continued...
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