♥ Around the world (part 1) ♥

Dustin let out a groan as Meli collapsed on top of him, the woman’s hips slowing their rhythm in the aftermath of their latest climax. It’d been an amazing four days of honeymoon - they’d walked for miles, talked long into the night and generally just been able to focus on each other rather than the difficulties of their jobs and the threats of the universe. And, of course, sex. A lot of sex. With a final quiver from her thighs, the Velca rolled off him and sat up, hair dishevelled and sticking to her back with sweat. Panting with the effort of her exertions, she never the less managed to let him know her thoughts. “Next time, you’re on top. Or behind me; although you’re not allowed to hiss in my ear that you want to breed me unless you actually are able to do so. That was just mean last night.”

Dragging himself upright, Dustin glanced at the wall-mounted clock before replying over his shoulder as he climbed out of bed. “Given the way you moaned at the time, I don’t think you thought it was that mean in the moment. And I did mean it - our talk the other day has got it stuck in my brain. It’s not my fault looking at you while I’m taking you from behind makes me think about knocking you up at the moment.” Second guessing his wife, he ducked and managed to dodge the pillow she’d thrown at him, catching it and tossing it casually back as he reached the door. “Fine, husband” she said, with more sarcasm than actual annoyance in her tone. “Since you’re determined to torment me with it, how about you go and get that last vial Rye prepared for us so I can make good use of your time before we have to go back. We’re not leaving for another hour or so, right?”

Turning back and glancing down at his wife, Dustin raised an eyebrow. “You sure you can take a few more rounds? I don’t want you to over do it, and Rye did warn us about you ending up sore if I took too much.” Meli rolled her eyes and raised another pillow threateningly, ears twitching in annoyance. “You’ve only had a vial a day, I’ll be fine if you double up right at the end. Besides, this is my last opportunity to have you all to myself for probably a long time, date nights aside. Don’t start thinking that I don’t want to play with the others too, but there’s a big difference between even Bleu’s facsimile and your cock. Go on, vial and a bottle of water each so we don’t dehydrate.”

Dustin returned to the bedroom a few moments later with the last vial in one hand and two bottles balanced in the other. Handing one of the bottles to Meli, he popped the cap on the other and took a long drink before setting it down beside the bed. Cracking the vial, he raised it and glanced over at his wife. Meli nodded, and so he tipped the contents into his mouth and swallowed. On the whole, he mused as he followed the mouthful of Rye’s spit with another drink of water, he far preferred having external application of saliva via a certain blonde bunny girl deep-throating him over having to swallow ice-cold mouthfuls of the stuff. On the other hand… Meli’s tongue running up the length of his shaft and the fact that it began to slowly rise almost immediately was certainly worth the oddity of the situation.

Sinking back onto the bed, he let his thoughts fade as Meli moved on from gently lapping at his length, the Velca woman moving up to seal her lips over the head of his cock. A moment later he groaned as she pressed her face flush into his groin, making good use of the quirks of her physiology to get him going as swiftly as possible. Pulling back and gazing up at him, she let him slip free from her mouth, one hand moving so that her thumb could tease at his tip and keep the stimulation going. “We’ve got enough time left to play so we should make the most of Rye’s gift. Don’t hold back on my account, husband. Besides, if the worst comes to the worst, you do have a rather talented tongue.”

Any attempt by Dustin to reply was rapidly replaced with a throaty moan as his wife pushed forward, lips sliding down his shaft with practiced precision. Instinct had him tangling a hand in her hair as she reached the base, holding her in place and causing a little cry of delight and surprise to reverberate around him. As she started to withdraw once more, he waited until she was halfway off before applying a hint of pressure; Meli moved instantly to swallow him once again. Looking down, he could make out the gentle rise and fall of her shoulder and guessed by the placement of one of her arms that she was working on her own release alongside his; the occasional moan vibrating out around his shaft confirming that assumption.

With him controlling the depth and his lover controlling the speed it didn’t take long for his orgasm to approach. Meli seemed to sense it too; the hand that had been between her legs snaked out and grabbed his free arm, moving it so that he had both hands on her head. Bobbing slightly, she tapped the backs of his hands before returning to her self-stimulation; Dustin hoped he was reading her right and moved from passively accepting her movement to actively controlling what he was receiving. With a groan, he pulled her to him, bucking his hips up as he did so; Meli’s throat tightened around him at the sudden increase in pressure, massaging his shaft and tipping him over the edge.

As he slumped back to the bed, he’d expected his love to cease her oral efforts - however, as his hips lowered she followed, pressing her nose into his stomach hard and moaning around him. The combination of sensations caused his shaft to twitch; normally even with Rye’s help he would soften for some time after release but here and now the presence of Meli’s mouth on him along with the movement caused by his wife’s hands rapid motion between her legs seemed to be letting him go straight from one erection to the next. The Velca shifted back suddenly, hissing around his cock as she did so before impaling herself once more and screaming into his crotch as the release she’d been chasing tore through her.

Pulling away from him and coughing, Meli winced and glanced up. “I may have gotten a little carried… ugh, carried away in the moment.” She muttered, ears flickering between the normal haze of an orgasm and irritation - with herself, he hoped. Dustin pulled her up and kissed her, his cock hard against her leg as he did so. “I’m not complaining, if you’re alright?” He said, before a hand wrapping around his length in answer made his eyes widen. “Fine, husband. But we’ve still got time and I’m not wasting any of it if you’re still good to go.” Meli’s words were accompanied by her rolling off him, giving his cock a few gentle strokes as she went.

Dustin nodded, clambering upright as the dark-haired beauty shifted around to rest her head on the pillow. Giving her rear a gentle wiggle in the air, she peered back at him over crossed arms. “No comments though, I mean it.” He nodded, already using one hand to trace his cock up and down against her labia. “Anything you say, love.” He replied, pressing forward and drawing a satisfied hum of pleasure from the already sensitive woman. Despite days of what even by their standards was a lot of sex, he still felt the same delight at the feeling of his wife’s inner walls gripping him, his shaft starting to draw out the plaintive cries of pleasure from her as he slowly thrust inside.

As he built up the tempo, he was glad of the water they’d drunk after their earlier escapade. Sweat began to bead on his skin in the heat of the cabin, while beneath him his lover’s back glistened in the sunlight through the craft’s windows. Meli wasn’t holding anything in reserve it seemed in this final bout of lovemaking they’d embarked on. With each thrust, she rocked back into him, ensuring his shaft drove deep into her as their hips met. Her breath came in panting gasps, although before long Dustin’s own exhalations grew short as he put his all into pleasuring his woman.

Warm sunlight on his shoulders was mirrored by the heat of the sex wrapped around his cock, his own trembling muscles suddenly duplicated by the quivering of Meli’s walls as the steady give and take of their fucking pushed her over the edge. Pulling her head up from the bed, she let out a gasping moan; in that moment, the sound of his wife’s climax was the most erotic thing Dustin had ever heard and he redoubled his efforts, determined to hear it once again before surrendering to his own rapidly approaching release.

With her walls trembling around him in the aftermath, he snaked a hand down to grasp at her breasts, before pulling back and lifting her front half clear of the mattress. Each thrust now shaking through her body and causing her breasts to push up against his hold on her, he increased his pace as his own release beckoned. Meli’s voice was a near continuous stream of panting moans, before hitching suddenly in a silent gasp. Dustin felt it before he heard it, the sudden contraction of her cunt locking down on his shaft; her walls seemed to be trying to swallow him whole, the sensation putting him on a hair trigger. Then, Meli’s breath returned and she let out a throaty cry from somewhere deep in her soul; the combination of the sound and feeling of her release was too much - with a matching yell of his own, Dustin bucked his hips once more and felt his climax wash over him.