In 2007, my hubby and I went to Australia for the third time. We spent my birthday in Sydney and my hunky hubby suggested we see a movie at our hotel after dinner, so we did. We watched Muriel’s Wedding, our favorite Australian movie all the way to the end of the credits.
I then started taking my clothes off, revealing sexy lingerie underneath. This one was a little white silk dress with black lace on it.
When he saw me in my lingerie, scented with lavender, he caressed me through the silk with his manly hands. Our kisses were hot and passionate before they paused so my husband could take his top off. Our kisses then resumed.
An aroused groan escaped my mouth as my husband kissed my neck. He lifted me up by surprise and put me on our bed and kissed me between my breasts. I arched my back to allow him to remove my dress.
My husband lightly ran his hands over my smooth, soft skin. He kissed the side of my breasts and licked my nipples before working his kisses up my neck.
Hot and heavy, my husband grabbed his man part and gently inserted it into my wet ladyplace.
“Oh baby, I love you so much!” I cried out.
“I love you too, honey! More than words can describe,” he replied before kissing me passionately on the mouth as he started thrusting.
Oh how his body feels so manly in contrast to the femininity of my body, together loving each other, just how our wonderful God designed it.
I rubbed his smooth back and his sexy, broad shoulders. I squeezed his ever-so-sexy biceps for nostalgia. I watched his face respond with pleasure as he said,
“Oh baby I remember when you first did that! It was on our honeymoon,” he moaned. He played with my breasts, enjoying the softness, as well as the hardness of my nipples. My breasts are his fetish, and he was never shy about enjoying them.
As I orgasmed, I clutched my darling husband close to me, moaning and my husband’s throbbing thrusts made my orgasm a whole lot more intense, causing my hips to twitch in response while my sweet husband clutched me too.
Then, I felt my husband jerking inside my ladyplace as I heard him let out a shriek of strong pleasure. When he finished climaxing, he gently touched my face and kissed me. He climbed off of me with his arm still around me and we cuddled close.
We noticed Sydney’s city lights while we pillow talked. We slept peacefully that night, and woke up to another beautiful, God-given day!