Long Overdue

As Heather rubs the soft towel all over me to dry me off she buries her nose in my neck to sniff me and kiss me. With some time passed and a refreshing and relaxing bath having been enjoyed I was starting to feel myself again, which I suspect is what Heather had been hoping for. She wanted me free from other women’s smells and influence so she could reclaim me all for herself. As I watch her and feel her doting attention all over my body I was happy for it. She wasn’t one of the crowd, she was my one true love.

While still buzzing and feeling absolutely fantastic, with my faculties returned other thoughts began to surface. This had been an eventful day to say the least. A day that would shape everything going forward. As Heather walks me nude toward the bedroom so that we could make love I pause and turn her to face me. Cupping her cheek I gaze into her eyes.

“You okay, baby?”

With a fragile but genuine smile she sighs, her eyes flitting toward the front door. “I just…”

After a few seconds of watching Heather to put her worries into words I say. “He’ll be okay. He’s got some truths to face and some growing up to do, but he’ll be okay. Today wasn’t an ending, it was a beginning.”

Her smile warms and she nods. “A beginning long overdue.”

I kiss her. “Do you need to talk about it?”

Wrapping her arms around me and nuzzling into my neck again she whispers. “Right now I just need you. Just you.”

“I’m right here.” My arms tighten around her and as we move it was now me leading her to our personal sanctum.

Inside our room I undress her and lay her down in the center of the bed. I worship her, every last perfect inch of her, with hand and mouth and whispered words hot against her flesh. I knew every curve, every contour and every blessed imperfection better than I knew my own body. That map had been drawn and memorized yet still I find new joyous discoveries along every inch. She lays beneath me, content to savor my loving attention, and by the time I enter her she dripping wet and rock hard all at once.

“Ohhhhh.” A lustful sigh escapes her as I hilt myself into her warm, tight pussy. “Oh Elliot. Ohhhhhh.”

Hovering over her, her cock pressed to my belly, I make slow, passionate love to my woman. Every moan, every caress, every deep thrust is a renewed vow of our everlasting love. In a physical, chemical way we were literally bound to each other now. Yet in that bonding I had found a freedom to become the man I was meant to be. As I suck on her big tits, my cock stroking in and out of her wet, gripping sex, I cannot help but think about how, if we are so blessed, my future child would be nursing on these very breasts. As Heather cums around my penis I kiss her deeply and passionately then release my seed deep inside of her.

Our lips never part as we moan and groan through our shared orgasm then continue making out and exploring each other’s body. Bit by bit, kiss by kiss, touch by touch, we reposition until it is me on the bottom and her huge cock pressed firmly against my ass. As practiced as we were at this point lube is applied where it needed to be without interrupting our sensual lovemaking. Before long she is entering me, filling me body and soul like only she can.

“Hahhhhh.” I mewl as one thick inch follows another and another and another until she is buried to her balls. My eyes rolls back as my legs lock around her waist. “Yessss!”

Just as I had done to her Heather makes sweet, tender, soul-stirring love to me. We were in no hurry tonight, wanting to relish every minute of this special moment. In and out and in and out her long schlong glides without a word being spoken. We simply…gaze. We gaze into the deepest reaches of each other’s souls only to find ourselves staring back again. I was in her. She was in me. We filled each other, enveloped each other, defined each other in ways that even the great poets could not capture in words.

In that moment there were no worries about family or work or money or Liam. There was just us. Her and I, alone, is where everything started and ended. In that transcendent now I saw past and future all at once. I saw myself as the bullied kid and her the mother of my tormentor. I saw her lit by the streetlights that night where a lonely empty nester picked up a lost orphan from the gutter and gave him a chance and a purpose. I saw myself as a proud husband and father with her at my side. I even saw her in her old age with me young enough and strong enough to look after her as she needed. And I saw the present where I was loved and accepted as the family Prince. I saw my best possible life unfold before me…now it was just a matter of living it.

Slow, deep, loving Heather takes me to heaven two times before coming with me on the third climax. Her beautiful face aglow she stares down into me as I feel her great cock throbbing inside of me.

At the height of her bliss she whispers. “I love you, Elliot. I…love…youuuuu!”

“Ohhhhhh!” I coo in an ecstasy that fills my entire being. Stroking her long, soft hair I say. “I love you, Heather! I LOVE YOU!!!”