Divine Sunday Secrets

Last Sunday was the celebration of a big feast at our church. As it turned out, it was also a fun celebration of our marriage. With the sounding of our alarm clock, Brian and I got up to get ready for the 9:00 AM service. Because the weather was pleasantly warm, I put on a light print dress with a V-neck over a lacy bra and panties. I often don’t wear a bra, but I know that the church air-conditioning can be rather cold, so I decided that I would choose discretion over comfort. I like the V-neck dress because of the way it shows off a diamond pendant I was going to wear, one that Brian had given me. Finally, I slipped on some red heels. Brain wore dress slacks, a dress shirt, and a sports jacket. He looked very handsome.

The church service was inspiring but very long. After it, we decided to go to a little restaurant for brunch. The restaurant is in an open shopping area with a plaza and fountain and lots of other specialty stores. After a nice brunch, we thought we would walk around a bit and enjoy the weather. Eventually, we took a seat on a bench near the fountain to relax, talk, and people watch.

Soon we noticed a rather attractive woman about our age, mid-30s, next to the fountain. She was tall and thin with blond hair over her shoulders. She looked so fashionable in a simple floral pleated skirt, white blouse, and cute sandals. She had a little dog on a leash, so Brian and I guessed she was window shopping or waiting to meet someone.

As we watched her for a minute, she crouched down to pet her dog, and the dog thoroughly enjoyed it. But as she did, her mid-thigh skirt rose a bit further and gave Brian and me a clear view of the pink panties covering her very curvy pussy. Her panties looked to be nylon or silk from the way they clung to her feminine curves. Well, needless to say, Brian’s eyes were immediately drawn to that little pink triangle. I looked over at him, but his gaze didn’t change, though I’m sure he knew that I knew what he was looking at. At first, I was a little angry but then realized that I was looking too.

I had an idea. I put my hand on Brian’s leg and said, “Stay here. I’ll be right back.” And with that, I got up and walked over by the woman and her dog. I commented to her what a cute dog she had and asked if I could pet it. She thanked me and said, “Sure.” So I crouched down next to her and began stroking her dog. Of course, as I did, I made sure that my dress hiked up a bit and that my legs parted enough for Brian to get as good a view of my pussy as he had of hers. I was so glad that I had put on red lacy panties that barely concealed my bare lips. I looked over to Brian, and his eyes were even wider than before. For a minute or so, he glanced back and forth between the two panty-covered pussies just a few feet from him, but I was happy to see that soon he was staring only at mine. I gave him a smile as I opened my legs just a little bit more for his viewing pleasure.

When I returned to the bench, I asked Brian if he was ready to go. He smiled and said, “In a minute.” I could see from the bulge in his pants why he needed a minute before standing up. But soon we were back in the car and headed home, just a short distance away.

As we drove, I put my hand on Brian’s leg and asked if he enjoyed brunch and the scenery while at the shopping plaza. He said brunch was good and the scenery fantastic, but he thought that maybe a closer view was needed. When we hurriedly got into the house, he immediately took me by my waist, lifted me onto the kitchen counter, and said: “Now for that closer view!”

With that, he spread my legs, and I helped out by pulling my dress up and out of his way. His kisses started at my knees and slowly progressed to my inner thighs. I shivered a bit when his kisses turned into long licks in the sensitive valley between my thighs and pussy. Much of the lace of my panties was now nestled in my deepest crevice, so he had full access to my smooth outer lips. He was caressing my inner thighs when one hand gently moved to the top of my pussy, his thumb easily finding the nub of my clit through the lace. He rubbed it with just the right amount of pressure to make it even harder and more sensitive. Involuntarily, my hips started to move in time with his rubbing. The friction and pressure were perfect. I moaned as I felt myself getting closer and closer to cumming.

But then his hands moved to my hips. His fingers hooked around the thin string of my panties and pulled them down and off my legs, the little triangle of red lace now on the floor. After a brief pause to take in the view, his mouth returned to my pussy. His tongue alternated between long flat licks and separating my various folds with its tip. Then it circled my entrance, even darting in and out, while his thumb resumed the rhythmic rubbing of my clit. My moaning again signaled the intense pleasure it gave me.

The attention of his tongue then shifted higher – licks along the sides of my clit, swirls around it, and some light, quick flicks. All of his moist touches were incredible, especially the licks on the sides of my clit. Then I felt his fingers slide easily inside me, bringing more sensation to all the edges of my wet entrance. Soon the tips of his fingers found my swollen G-spot, and Brian began to massage it the way he knows drives me wild. As my hips responded by again rocking to his rhythm, I cried out, “Oh my god! I’m gonna cum! Don’t stop! Right there! Right there!!!” While his fingers moved relentlessly, he took my clit between his lips and began sucking at the same pace. Seconds later, my contractions started and quickly intensified as each one sent wave after wave of pleasure from my pussy to my curled toes to my fingers clawing at the edge of the counter. I screamed out as things got bright and dark at the same time. My body shook in total pleasure. That moment of ecstasy is indescribable!

When my body tremors subsided, I pulled Brian’s face to mine and kissed him. We shared the taste of my moisture as our mouths locked together. While we kissed, he cradled my pussy in his hand, protecting my clit with the palm of his hand, holding in all my body heat. But I knew that I still needed to feel Brian’s cock deep inside of me. I wrapped my legs around him as he lifted me down from the counter. He helped me pull my dress over my head and undid his belt and the clasp and zipper of his pants while he unbuttoned his shirt. Soon his clothes were in a pile with mine.

I lowered myself to kiss and caress his hard cock through his boxer briefs. A spot of pre-cum just below the waistband let me know how much he enjoyed my orgasm. I explored his shaft’s stiffness and the fullness of his balls before raising the waistband up and over the head of his cock. Finally, I had full access to all the textures of his amazing package. I just love giving him long licks from his balls to the tip of his cock and then swirling my tongue around the ridge of the head before returning to his balls. I could feel his heartbeat in his shaft with my lips and tongue. And I so love the way his cock jerks each time the tip of my tongue lightly strokes the stretched skin at the “V” of his ridge. After a few minutes, I noticed more pre-cum, which I quickly licked away.

Going down on each other is so intimate – openly revealing our most private parts to all of each other’s senses. The vulnerability and trust between us bring us so close, to appreciate the gifts we’re given to share only with each other.

I stood up, and we kissed as deeply as before, now sharing the taste of his moisture. I took his hand, and we headed to the living room where I stopped by the back of the sofa, looked over my shoulder at Brian, and said: “I love you! I want to feel you inside of me!” I leaned forward over the back of the sofa as I reached my hands back to my cheeks, my red fingernails directing him to my entrance. Brian knelt down to give me a few more licks, spreading my moisture over my folds. I just love the different sensation of his tongue traveling from my clit to my entrance. It seems to make me open for him.

Then he stood and used the head of his cock to follow the same path as his tongue. He paused at my opening as we both appreciated the union that was about to happen. With just the slightest movement of his hips, the swollen head of his cock stretched my opening and penetrated my pussy. I groaned as the sheer pleasure from that simple connection nearly made me cum!

With Brian’s hands on my hips, inch by inch, he slowly penetrated deeper and deeper, as my vagina stretched to accommodate his thick cock. I felt so filled — so complete — when his hips met mine. Then he began withdrawing slowly, just a little bit, before returning to his place, pushing himself deeper in again. He continued this pattern of quick thrusts and slow retreats, each movement intensifying my arousal. Finally, after several long, slow strokes, he began penetrating just a couple of inches in and out before one deep thrust. More shallow strokes were followed by two deep ones, then the shallow thrusts resumed until he gave me his full length three times.

I could feel the tension in my pussy building as more and more of his thrusts buried him deep inside of me. The head of his cock at my entrance was building my arousal as I anticipated the next deep thrusts. Each long stroke was hitting my special pleasure spots.

I cried out, “Don’t stop Brian. Harder! I’m gonna cum!!! Cum with me!!!” A shockwave of pleasure hit like thunder. I heard Brian say, “Oh my god, I’m cumming, Dez!” as the warmth of his orgasm filled my deepest recesses. He held my ass tight against his hips until the pulsating began to subside. I did a few Kegel squeezes to extract the last of his cum. The joy of Brian filling me so completely is pure ecstasy. So comforting. So connected. The happiness of being one flesh!!!

When my body tremors subsided, I pulled Brian’s face to mine and kissed him. We shared the taste of my moisture as our mouths locked together. I took his hand, and we headed to the bedroom, where we both lay down on the bed. I pulled Brian close to me as he wrapped his arms around my waist and his face rested on my chest. We both closed our eyes as we continued to caress each other, enjoying the lingering warmth of our bodies.

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