Long Ride

It had been the perfect day, we had taken the local line down to Windsor, we had walked around the royal park, we had enjoyed a fantastic meal at a river side pub, and we had drank a little too much. I must admit that I wasn’t all that impressed when you suggested we go back for another look at the park, but went along because this was your town and you were in control of the plans.  However I soon changed my opinion when you said you wanted me to make love to you in a dark hidden area but still in view of the palace.

You’d already told me that you weren’t wearing any knickers, and had told me that morning not to wear my boxers “because you had something ‘special’ in mind”. We were in some very secluded thick tall patch of bushes, but we could clearly see the private quarters of the Queens residence when you suddenly stopped dead and dropped to your knees in front of me, pulling your short skirt up over your buttocks and reaching for my fly, the buttons popping open in your hands within seconds, it was so quick that my body hadn’t even had time to react.

You giggled slightly when you pulled my only semi-erect penis from my jeans, as in the 2 months we had been together I had been hard almost all the time and you had never seen me in that state, but you told me that you wanted ‘to check that I was going to make you really enjoy your fantasy’ and with that one sentence took my entire flaccid penis into your mouth, I reacted immediately and by the time you had withdrawn for the first time I was fully erect and impossible for you to fully consume again. The look in your eyes when you looked up told me that you were thinking what you had told me many times before, that you loved the fact that my penis so big and thick.

The vision of you looking up at me with the tip of my penis in your beautiful warm mouth, and two hands lovingly grasping my shaft was nearly enough to make me come on the spot, but you already knew the warning signs of an impending orgasm and took my penis out. What you said then took me completely by surprise, as even when you had been in the throws of orgasm you had never before been so direct and wanton, your gasped instruction to “Lie down NOW  because I need to sit on your penis” was one that I could not have declined had I really wanted to, which I definitely didn’t.

I immediately laid on the bare earth, fully dressed apart from the raging hard-on poking impressively from my jeans with a faint trace of your saliva glinting in the dappled afternoon sunlight, while you straddled me like a stalking wild animal, the only sign that you even realized I was there was the comment “I’m going to love you ’till you come so deep inside me that I think your going to come out of my ears”.  You then guided my penis into your previously unattended vagina and lowered yourself until I was completely encompassed by your fantastically tight, hot and wet vulva, although our relationship had always been of a very physical nature, and we had enjoyed every inch of each others bodies daily since our wedding night together I had never felt you so electrically charged as at that moment, it took me what felt like hours to register the low, guttural, groan that was emitting from your wide open mouth, but when I did, I instinctively reached for your breasts, knowing that you loved having your nipples rolled between my finger tips whilst you raised your self slowly up and down the entire length of my penis, the tight material of your top did nothing to hide the fact that you had not worn a bra, and when I slid it up over your firm round breasts, the tight, dark pink buds were already puckered and asking to be squeezed.

This first touch produced another higher pitched moan and the information that you were about to come, with that I dropped my hands to your hips and held you tight whilst pushing myself deeper into you, three long powerful strokes later you began to orgasm, and pulled you down to me and kissed you deeply, to allow me more room to push deeply inside you, when you broke from our passionate embrace it was to almost beg me to come inside you then, this comment seemed to by-pass my brain and travel directly to my balls, as I immediately felt my penis twitch and pushed myself fully inside you as my love cream rushed out of my penis and flooded the insides of your madly convulsing vulva.  After two or three more desperately physical thrusts I was completely spent and you slumped contentedly onto my chest, with my now rapidly deflating manhood still inside you, and raised your head slightly to look me in the eyes and tell me that you loved me with all your heart and you wished we could stay like this forever.

It was that exact moment that my doubts of having married you 9 months before disappeared and have never returned – now 7 years later.