Yes, we went to Iceland once in 1987, 22 years before our Silver Anniversary and it was a sexy time! We had a concert to do for the first night with our bands who were also our friends, then after the concert we’d vacation for two and a half weeks in Reykjavik. We all rented beautiful, cosy 2 bedroom apartments in the same block with a great view from a mutual friend who owned the places.
The show was so much fun and it’s most fun when we sing together which is what we did. We were desiring each other as always. After the concert, prior to going backstage, we looked at each other, all sweaty and exhausted, full of adrenaline and strong desire for each other.
Back at the flat, my husband carried me to our room. I walked over to our bed as I watched him take his shirt off.
“Don’t you look so sexy.” Said my husband as unbuckled his pants, and I slid my dress off, revealing my nude hourglass figure. I got on our bed as he came closer. With no foreplay necessary that night, I gently lay myself down and as I took him in my arms he came right inside after climbing over me in such a manly way.
I caressed my sweet husband, running my fingers through his hair as we kissed. My arms stretched across his upper back as he reached for one of my breasts, and caressed it before sliding his hand to cup my face, pashing me again.
I got even more turned on as I listened to him grunting while he passionately thrust inside of me, and clung to me with strong love. I, too, clutched my sexy husband as my hips bucked up a little, responding to the pleasurable sensations.
I cried out as I orgasmed in shockwaves, and my husband kissed me on the cheek while his arms were wrapped around me, thrusting with a passion. My hips twitched and spasmed in response as I clung to my husband’s sweaty body.
Just when I came down I had the pleasure of feeling my husband having an orgasm, as he held me tight and exclaimed loudly while he jerked inside of me. He took a moment to catch his breath when he came down, before nuzzling and kissing my sweaty neck and gently caressing the other side of my face.
My sweet husband gently lay his head on my chest as we enjoyed our afterglow in each other’s arms. I caressed his manly arm with the back of my womanly fingers before running them through his hair.
The next morning, we lay in for a bit still feeling the afterglow. We kissed and caressed one another while laying in each other’s arms.
We walked around Reykjavik with our precious baby girl. We still have the photos from all those years ago. So we walked along the picturesque capital and enjoyed it very much, and though it wasn’t Northern Lights season in Iceland, the cloudiness with the snow was absolutely beautiful. We also went on a cruise which was fun, but more beautiful were the intimate nights we shared.