Elf's Desire: A Forest's Embrace

The humid air of the Enchanted Forest clung to us, thick and heavy, as we emerged from our room, Melodie practically vibrating with anticipation. The next morning, the sun streamed through the emerald canopy, painting dappled patterns on the mossy ground of the meticulously manicured garden. We’d planned to visit the City Museum, a thirty-seven-mile trek, but Melodie, with a brazen flash of her breasts, diverted our attention. “Wouldn’t you rather lose yourself in this romantic paradise, then return ‘home’ for some more of this?” she purred, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint. It was a perfectly reasonable request, one easily granted.

The garden was a riot of color and fragrance, a carefully curated tapestry of roses, lilies, and lavender. Water trickled through stone fountains, creating a soothing soundtrack to our exploration. As we wandered through the manicured paths, I couldn't help but notice the way the sunlight caught the curve of her hips, the swell of her breasts, the delicate lace of her bra peeking out from beneath a sheer silk top. It was a scene designed for indulgence, and we were more than happy to participate.

Back at our room, the moment Melodie shed her clothes, she immediately began to caress her breasts, her movements slow and deliberate, a silent invitation that I couldn’t resist. The scent of her skin, warm and slightly musky, filled the air. After a night of passionate lovemaking, we were both drowsy, the remnants of our shared pleasure still lingering in our limbs. We huddled together, seeking comfort in each other's warmth, a perfect picture of domestic bliss. It was one of the joys of this trip – the freedom to indulge in whatever our desires dictated.

As we drifted off to sleep, Melodie shifted beside me, her body relaxing against mine. She slowly unzipped her shirt, revealing her bare chest, and began to stroke her breasts with increasing intensity. Her touch was both gentle and demanding, a tantalizing dance of pleasure and restraint. As she lay on her right side, facing me, I leaned in, my hand sinking into the soft curve of her breast. The feel of her warm skin against my palm was electrifying, sending shivers down my spine. I began to gently massage her nipple, feeling the sensitive tissue respond beneath my fingertips. Simultaneously, I reached down and began stroking her wet lips, savoring the salty taste of her saliva. Soon, my finger found its way inside, and I started to rhythmically stroke the front wall of her vagina, teasing her sensitive nerve endings. It was an exquisite sensation, a perfect blend of pleasure and anticipation. I felt a growing urgency, a primal need to lose myself in her body.

Just as I was about to succumb to my desires, I pulled out my phone and activated our private photos and videos app. With a quick glance, I snapped several provocative images, capturing Melodie in various seductive poses. She playfully opened her pussy lips, tickling her clit, and then struck a more daring pose, fully nude in front of the old-growth forest mural that adorned the garden wall. The contrast between her delicate beauty and the rugged wilderness created a striking visual that I knew would be both captivating and unforgettable. As I snapped the photos, Melodie continued to tease me with her touch, her breasts rising and falling with each stroke. It was an intoxicating display of dominance and submission, a perfect expression of our intertwined desires.

Returning to our bed, we resumed our love play. Melodie, clearly feeling the effects of our previous encounter, let out a sigh of contentment. "I don't know why I'm so horny," she murmured, her voice husky with pleasure, before leaning in and engaging me in a playful tongue-wrestling match. Her movements were fluid and graceful, each touch sending shivers down my spine. After a considerable period of intense pleasure, she shifted her position, sliding her legs beneath the covers and allowing me to continue my assault. The feeling of her body against mine was both comforting and stimulating, a perfect balance of intimacy and passion. As she lay on her side, facing me, she began to stroke her breasts, her fingers tracing the delicate curves of her body. I leaned in close, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her skin, and continued my relentless pursuit of pleasure.

I then took her from the rear, kneeling beside the bed as she knelt on the edge, her body arched in anticipation. As I gripped her cock, she began to rock back and forth, bringing me closer to her body. The sensation of her skin against my flesh was intense, driving me further into a state of ecstasy. We thrust deep into each other's bodies, our movements synchronized and passionate. There was no holding back, no restraint, just pure, unadulterated pleasure.

As the moment approached, I pulled back slightly, allowing Melodie to catch her breath. But before I could lose my focus, she shifted her position, bringing me back into her grasp. She lifted me onto her lap, her breasts pressing against my chest as she continued her relentless assault. I felt myself building up to an inevitable climax, the pressure mounting with each passing second. Finally, I could hold back no longer, and the dam broke, releasing a torrent of pleasure that consumed me completely.

Melodie moaned in delight as she watched me reach my peak, her body writhing in ecstasy. We continued to ride until we both collapsed in a sweaty heap, exhausted but exhilarated. As we lay there, breathless and spent, Melodie turned her head to me, her eyes filled with adoration. "Do you like when I do this?" she whispered, her voice hoarse with pleasure. "When I move my pelvis like this? Or should I stop?" Without hesitation, I responded, "I absolutely love it. Keep doing it!" Her response was met with a joyous shriek, her body convulsing with delight.

"Go into my pussy!" she begged, her voice laced with desire. Ignoring her plea, I kneeled up to mount her, teasing her first by stroking her nipples with my glans as I manhandled my cock. As she buzzed her clit with her newest vibrator, I said, "Put me in your mouth for a couple of seconds so I’m wet when I go into your pussy." She complied, turning her head to take my big hard cock inside her tiny mouth. As she rocked her head, I gently pumped forward, experiencing an unparalleled sensation. She continued pulling me out to rub her wet lips on the underside of my glans, a truly stupendous experience. But Melodie’s hand stopped moving, so I grabbed her bullet vibe and refocused it on her clitoris. Some of the time, I pushed the vibrator away to stroke her pussy with my fingers.

Earlier in the day, Melodie had been saying, “Thank you! Thank you!” But she seemed even more enchanted with what we were doing now. She was so lovely during sex, and I told her how beautiful she looked while giving her oral. Then, she increased the intensity of her oral ministrations on my hard and happy member as I knelt beside her head.

I nearly came! This was definitely not two seconds worth of fellatio. I could see her body writhing in pleasure as she buzzed her clitoris while simultaneously giving me head. I finally popped out of her mouth and slid into our X position. I was so wired that I lasted less than a minute once the pussy pumping started. Plus, the sensations on my rod were intense! This was because her internal pussy was pulsating like when she is cumming or has just cum. My orgasm was explosive and felt totally amazing.

“I’m sorry I came so soon,” I apologized.

She turned her youthful-looking face to me in a sexy but shy way and said, “I already came.”

“You DID? When?” I asked.

“When I was giving you oral,” she confessed, to my surprise. “It was a really different kind of orgasm, but it felt good!”

I was amazed and very pleased. Melodie is often ambivalent about any type of oral sex, but she was enjoying receiving AND giving on this trip—including today! She had NEVER had an orgasm while giving me oral!

Looking back, I realized that while giving me the blow job, she had all the signs of an orgasm. But I was so enraptured with what she was doing to my dick that I hadn’t noticed. And she usually verbally announces when she is cumming with her incredibly sexy and husky sex voice. This time her mouth was rather busy giving my hard cock pleasure, so she could not talk as she started to cum.

Also, when I went inside her to flick her cunt, those deep muscle contractions in her pussy that were caressing my cock should have been a dead giveaway! But this was one of the best sex sessions of my LIFE, so I hadn’t realized that she had clearly cum. So I COULD have cum too, but I have no regrets because entering her pulsating pussy felt indescribable.

(A few months later, she explained to me that pussy pounding after she has just cum reignites her orgasm. So, in reality, we are having simultaneous orgasms.)

Right after I filled her pussy she said,” That was your best orgasm this trip; I could tell!”

“That was Husband Nirvana,” I said to her. “I am REALLY glad we didn’t go to the museum!”

Epilogue:

I may not have mentioned some of the things we did on this sexy vacation. It’s months later, and it still feels like a fantastic erotic dream! For instance, we made love again the morning we left.

During this vacation—not necessarily in this order—we had gone into the X position (at right angles to each other) 10-12 times. And we did lots of oral and manual nipple play while she buzzed her clitoris and I stroked her pussy or penetrated her with different fingers. I had kneeled up to masturbate as I rubbed my glans on her nips (tip on nip). I had given her long and mutually pleasurable cunnilingus, and she’d given me fellatio multiple times. And, of course, she came as she gave me oral (!) during this most recent round. Plus, we had sex in missionary and doggy positions. I lost count of the number of orgasms we had, but it was a LOT!!!

I might have gotten some of the details out of order in relating these true stories of our vacation, but please realize that it was like an erotic dream cum true! And it was every hope and wish and fantasy cum true as well.

On the afternoon we were returning from the garden, I told my sexy Melodie that it all felt like a great erotic dream. I was referring to our mid-morning lovemaking session that day. But after her cumming as she gave me head, I can say that it was even more so every fantasy and erotic dream cum true that afternoon! (Pun intended.)

I should mention that we prayed together the day we ate lunch in our enchanted forest before our nap. Melodie was already wired. We both were nude at the time, and she said it felt weird to pray naked. But to me, it felt like we were in the Garden of Eden with that beautiful forest mural surrounding us—and after all, Adam and Eve were naked. When my beautiful, sexy, nude Melodie prayed over our lunch, she ended the blessing of our food by gyrating her hips as she asked Heavenly Father to help us have fun after our nap.

After her prayer, I said, “God is probably laughing.”

I fully believe that He answered her prayer with a resounding, “Yes, I can do that! This will be beyond all your expectations!” We did not hear him say that, but our experience bears it out.

After all, Heavenly Father fully approves of married sex, and I believe He blesses us through the sexual life we share with our spouse.

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