Midnight's Sweet Embrace

Alone, finally alone. After hours and hours surrounded by our friends and family, we were the only two left in the room. It was now after midnight, but our day started early that morning, getting all dressed up and spending hours having photos taken, then the wait for the church to fill, the ceremony itself, and then the reception. It was everything Ann and I had hoped it would be. We stayed at the reception as long as we thought we should, dancing and talking, before hopping in our car and driving to our hotel room. The drive took half an hour. Getting married in a small town in the midwest means the nearest hotel is in the closest big city. I’d book a room in one of the nicest hotels there. We checked in, Ann still wearing her dress and I in my tuxedo, and headed to our room.

The door of the room closed behind us, and we both scanned the room. It wasn’t unlike any other hotel room, apart from this one having a single king-sized bed rather than a pair of smaller beds. I sat the small suitcase we’d brought on the stand next to the dresser and turned towards my new bride.

Her hair wasn’t the same as she’d made it that morning. The dancing, countless hugs, and humidity of a midwest summer day had their effects on it, and some of the curls were now dangling down her cheek. The rest of her long blonde hair she’d taken out of the clip on the back of her head, and it was now flowing across her shoulders.

I wrapped my hands around her and kissed her. The kiss grew from lips to mouths to tongues, and our hands began to roam each other’s bodies. We broke our embrace and looked longingly into each other’s eyes. No words were spoken as I reached behind Ann and unzipped the back of her dress. It slipped off her shoulders and down.

My eyes followed the dress as it fell, slowly exposing more and more of my new bride’s body. I helped guide the dress down over her hips and to the floor. I stepped back and looked.

There stood Ann in just her white bra and matching panties with white stockings. She wrapped her arms around herself, not in embarrassment but because the room was cold. She stepped out of her dress and approached me. Now it was her turn. I’d already shed my tie and coat, so she started to unbutton my shirt. I helped by undoing the cuff buttons in time for her to push my shirt off my shoulders and helped it slip off my arms to join her dress on the floor. She took no time and immediately began to work at my belt and pants.

By now, my rod was pushing against the front of my pants. As she lowered the zipper, my cock poked out, covered by my briefs that were pulled tight. She pushed my pants down so I could step out of them, and we took a brief moment to look at each other.

The contrast of the stark white lace against Ann’s lightly tanned body enhanced her curves. Her large breasts were strained against the cups of her bra, which I desperately wanted to free. Again, I reached behind her, unhooked her bra, and slid my hands around her sides and under the cups, allowing them to take the bra’s place. Her warm, soft flesh against my hands was incredible, and I could feel her hard nipples pressing into my palms. I could also feel remnants of the potpourri and birdseed that our guests had thrown on us as we exited the church.

We kissed again, and she pulled me close to her. There wasn’t room for my hands to stay, so I wrapped them around her again and felt her breasts against my chest. Ann slid her hands down my back and grabbed the band on my briefs. She started to push them down and had to kneel. As she pulled the waistband over the head of my cock, it bounced and stood straight towards her. She took a good look at it as she finished pulling my briefs down and stood back up.

I took my turn and did the same with her panties. I leaned in as her panties lowered and revealed her pubic hair and slit. Her scent was strong. If it were possible, it caused my cock to become even harder. As I stood and we embraced for more kissing, my cock found its way between her legs on its own and nuzzled against her lips.

We shuffled over to the bed and paused our kissing long enough to pull the covers down on the bed. Ann slid between the sheets, and I followed, taking my place next to her. Our kissing continued as we lay next to each other, allowing our hands to explore. I found Ann’s breasts and began to squeeze and rub them as Ann’s hand slid across my chest and made its way to my cock. It felt so good; I wasn’t going to last much longer, and although we were both drained from our busy day, I wanted it to last forever.

I rolled over onto Ann, causing her to lose her grip on me, and I took her left nipple in my mouth. Her hands moved to my head, holding it on her breast, and I took her right nipple in my hand and began to pinch it. Ann moaned as I bit, sucked, and twisted. I released my suction on her left breast, moved to her right, and repeated my actions.

The sound of Ann’s breathing and whimpers were going to bring me over the edge, but I pressed on. I pressed both of her breasts together and got both nipples in my teeth. Ann gasped and pulled my head into her. I was relishing the moment but wanted more, and my excitement was going to push me past my limit soon. My mouth set her nipples free, and I slid up, bringing my lips to hers.

We kissed, and she reached her hand between us, taking hold of my shaft and guiding it to her opening. She was wet and wanting, but I was cautious. My head found her slit, and I pressed slowly into her, putting just the tip in. I paused, letting her move her hand and catch her breath. Slowly, I lowered myself down, pushing another inch into her. The warmth of her enveloped my shaft, and her wetness prevented all resistance. She gasped as I reached my full depth, and I paused to take in the feeling. Finally, the two had become one.

I placed my lips to Ann’s and kissed her. The kiss grew, and soon our tongues were dancing together. I began to slowly stroke in and out, taking in the sensation. Ann was also enjoying the experience, and she moaned and gasped as I moved in and out. My pace began to increase. Indescribable pleasure came over me, and my body reacted automatically, moving faster and harder.

Ann wrapped her arms around me, her hands pressing into my back. “Yes,” she said into my ear, “yes.” Again, my body reacted involuntarily and started pumping even faster. Ann’s fingers curled, and her nails started to scratch across my back, pulling me tighter to her. Her fingernails weren’t painful; in fact, it felt almost pleasurable. My senses were nearing overload as the pressure began to build in my balls. With a few more strokes, I unloaded my seed deep into her.

Hot, sweaty, and out of breath, I rested myself on my elbows over Ann. We were both panting, trying to catch our breath. Ann’s eyes opened and stared deeply into mine. We kissed again as the ecstasy we had experienced slowly faded away.

“I can’t go to bed until I’ve had a shower,” Ann softly said. I carefully removed my softening and extremely sensitive cock from Ann’s wetness and sat on the edge of the bed.

Suddenly, Ann cried out, “Oh, my goodness! Did I do that?”

“Do what?” I asked.

“Your back!” she exclaimed.

I stood and walked to the bathroom, turned the light on, and looked in the mirror as I turned around. Across my back were several long red scratches running horizontally from shoulder blade to shoulder blade.

Ann came to the bathroom door. “I’m sorry,” she said.

“Don’t be. It tells me that you enjoyed it,” I replied.

Ann blushed. She joined me in the bathroom, started the shower, and hopped in. I followed her and helped her get the remaining potpourri and birdseed still stuck to her. We kissed more and held each other in the warm water, but not for long. It was well after midnight, and we had to be back to open gifts in the morning. We finished our shower and dried off.

Ann grabbed a thin white nighty out of her overnight bag and slipped it on. I tossed on a pair of boxers, and we both crawled into bed. We snuggled up to each other and kissed again.

“I love you, my husband,” she said.

“I love you, my lovely wife,” I replied. I slid behind her, spooning up against her, wrapped my arm around her, and quickly fell asleep.

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