Date: Wed, 20 Aug 2003 09:45:37 -0700 (PDT)
From: Scotty <niki200sc@yahoo.com>
Subject: College Life: The Professor and Sean - Part 23
The Professor and Sean, Part 23
by Scotty
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The Professor and Sean, Part 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 o 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
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 the 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
bothcovered 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.
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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. Yezh, 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 out 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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