M’Love’s Captive Gaze

Click, click, click the shutter continued while my nervous index finger continued pressing the camera’s release button. Each photo quickly captured the beautiful sensual sight of M’Love. My eyes exposed to the loveliness and vulnerability of her stunning young image burned into my very soul. My sexy young bride sat provocatively on her old school desk chair. With her head tilted straight back, her eyes were closed, her moist tongue’s tip slightly exposed briefly, slowly fully licking her lips then gone again. Through my camera’s lens, I could see little beads of sweat forming just above her eyebrows and then on the sides of her nose. Her long golden hair swung rhythmically with each movement of her body. Periodically, for fleeting moments, her mouth would open a little and her breathing intensified…her moaning sounded like a seductive call to me.

Her body moved like a musical instrument, curvy white hips rose and fell, grinding against the conductors masterful petite hands leading the body’s orchestra. M’Love’s legs opened and closed more rapidly in frequency all the while her delicate fingers were strumming her clit, just as a violinist’s bow strokes its musical strings. I continued to watch through my camera’s lens. I saw my bride’s lovely flushed face concentrate on providing herself that erotic musical crescendo. Her continued pursuit of orgasmic release was like a well-practiced musician pleasing her lovely instrument. Her sensual motion caused the chair she was sitting on to rock back and forth, creaking with her ever increasing movement. M’Love’s eyes now opened and looked seductively at me. Her mouth opened wide once more and sounds of her sexual pleasure, passionate moaning of delight could be heard. Teasing me, just as I thought she was ending in orgasmic pleasure, she stopped and sat up.

M’Love then stood up, her sheer gown opened in the front revealing her young nude body. White firm breasts now glistening from her body’s moisture. Her chest rosy red with sexual excitement. Both attractive areolas were crowned with beautiful exposed hardened nipples pointing upward. Her trimmed golden light brown triangle glistened from the moisture released by her own hands. I jealously watched as she took her fingers one by one and put them in her mouth, then slowly sucked them clean. She finished the cleaning by extending her tongue and licking them clean. My own body yearned, desiring her licking my cock and cleaning it in the same manner. Feeling my cock in my pants, a contorted enlargement formed. I watched as her gown slipped slowly off her shoulders and came to rest around her dainty feet. Her fully exposed, lightly sweat covered body, glistened in the bedroom lighting. Offering her wet hand to me, I sucked each finger tasting her sweet womanly wine. Feeling my own longing for her embrace, a touch ever so gentle, so new and secretive, just between husband and wife.

I have known M’Love for three years, we courted, then a year and a half later she became my fiancée. Now almost two years after that, for four days she is now my wife. This woman I love has bloomed into a mysterious woman of deep passionate sexual desires. Sexual desires were once forbidden but dreamed of in her lonely celibacy. Self –enjoyment practiced behind closed doors and under her sheets now revealed to her private photographer. I set the camera down, then reached up to embrace my beautiful young bride. She looked up at me. She moved to press her naked body against mine, then closed her eyes, her delicate lips touched my lips. Our kiss turned from one of tenderness to an oral dance of dominance, wet tongues touching, curling around making love to one another. Tongues circling, tasting, lips pressed to each other enjoying the pleasure of such an intimate oral embrace. I could hear her breathing, smell her scent now familiar to my senses, her closeness increased her fragrance. Our hands caressed each other’s body parts, parts not yet familiar.

Craving a more romantic mood, I reluctantly released myself from M’Love’s embrace, then turned off the harsh glaring overhead light. To add a more romantic ambient lighting, I lit several scented candles scattered around the room. Once all the candles were lit, I resumed my position in my bride’s loving arms. Our lips joined together, kissed slowly while my hands slightly touched her cheeks tenderly and passionately. My right hand softly caressed the back of her neck slowly following her spine down her body. My fingers seemed to draw her body closer to mine. I could feel the moisture of her skin. The very fine body hairs seemed to stand on end as my fingers deftly moved further down stopping at the upper part of the backside of her cheeks. I could feel the rhythm of her breathing deepening in my ear, only to stop and be held, as I slid my hand between the two mounds of her buttocks. Grasping her cheek in my palm, my fingertips dove deeper within the recesses of her cheeks. She suddenly gasped.

When M’Love pushed me backwards I unwillingly lost my grip. She looked into my eyes and slowly started unbuttoning her shirt. Once successful she then pulled her shirt tails out of her pants. Her breathing was still rapid and increasing, her face was very flushed, and now she was nervous. Her unfamiliar actions caused her hands to shake. Without losing eye contact with me, her hands unbuckled my belt, still smiling with that special seductive smile, then in one motion unbuttoned my jeans. While she continued to grin sexily, she gazed into my eyes, all the while her blind fingers eagerly searched for my zipper. Finally finding it, I heard the slow “zip” of my zipper as she leisurely pulled the zipper down in one delicate motion.

M’Love’s soft petite hand slipped between the zipper of my jeans then traced my underwear. Discovering the opening on my underwear she put her eager warm hand in and tenderly wrapped her fingers around and gripped my cock. She then pulled it out of its confines, unknowingly just slightly rubbing it against the hard teeth of my zipper.
I watched the expression on her face, lips parting, with her tongue poking through. Glimmering eyes and her beautiful glowing face smiling, while her hand and fingers smoothly glided over my cock’s head, playing, exploring, and teasing. She looked down, perplexed at my cock, as her index finger and thumb paused to pinch open my cock’s opening. Allowing the oozing precum to exit to be massaged by her circling finger on my cocks head. Ohhh…the sensation felt good. She could sense my pleasure, her hand then moved to grasp my hot, hard manhood, squeezing tenderly she started moving her loving hand slowly up and down.
“That feels so good, M’Love, don’t worry you won’t break it.”
Her eyes still looking down intently at my cock’s purplish bulging head now seeping more precum out its slit. She tightened her grip and stroked me alternately watching my cock and my face. She continued to explore, she moved her hand with her fingernails barely scratching my cock while moving further down its root. She paused briefly to lightly scratch my hanging balls with her long painted fingernails. Her fingers discovering for the first time my low hanging balls primed, full of my juice and yearning to be released in her. She began to kiss my chest going lower ever so slowly. Not wanting to prematurely end this precious evening early I lifted her up to the bed.

Now lying naked together in bed facing each other, I again looked deeply into her eyes. It was as if I had free fallen into a deep pool of warm water. I noticed the flickering red candle behind M’Love. Remembering I had the very same candle on my side of the bed I rolled over on my back and took the tall thin red candle from its stand. I gently moved it over me and brought it above M’Love. Together we watched the flame’s romantic light with its soft orange glow flickering on M’Love’s soft skin. I was mesmerized. She rolled over onto her back and exposed her naked body, then spread out her arms above her head. She then placed her hands under the bottom side of the headboard. In my mind’s eye, I envisioned her tied to that headboard. Her nipples were now fully erect with anticipation. Photographing her with my eyes I focused on small areas of her sexy body. The soft valley between her breasts. Her nipples, areolas, then the underside of each breast. I looked at her radiant face and the softness of her neck and chin. Suddenly a slow movement caught my attention as I noticed her legs moving, spreading a little wider ever so slowly with expectancy, but her eyes revealed a little apprehension at what I might do. We both watched the flickering flame on the candle, a light plume of smoke twisting and rising, then disappearing to the ceiling.

While distracted, watching M’Love, I had not noticed the hot wax had filled to the brink of overflowing and suddenly the wax began to drip out of the reservoir around the burning wick. Hot wax flowed briefly through the air landing on M’Love’s left erect nipple. Twisting slightly, she closed her eyes and bit her lower lip at the initial pain, the thrilled look in her now open eyes seemed to beg for more. Waiting for an objection I viewed the mixed expression of pain and pleasure on her face. “Don’t stop” she whispered. Discovery of a new sensation, I watched the flame now and allowed another molten drop of hot burning candle wax, followed by another and another, eventually encasing M’Love’s nipple in the red hot wax. I continued to dot hot red wax down between her breast and up the white tender flesh of the other breast. Looking at M’Love, I saw her head slipped back once again and her mouth opened as her tongue caressed her lips. I observed her hips slightly rocking up and down with each drop of hot burning candle wax.

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