Fantasy in Love (Part Fact, Part Fantasy) 1 of 3 (L)
Part 1
THE MESSAGE ON HER PHONE
It was a shock when she received his message. All it said was, “I’m back. See you after five. Wear nothing but a loose, short dress. No panties. No bra. No shoes. I want you. I want every inch of you.”
If she had known that her dress was not going to survive his onslaught, she might have worn a different one. His return was something that she wanted for so long. He had been on the oil rig for more than three months and now he was coming home. Their sex games had been going on for quite some time via internet, phone-calls and texted pictures of themselves masturbating but now suddenly reality was facing her. What was in store for her? What did he have in mind? Would she be enough for him? Would she be able to satisfy him?
As she read the SMS she was instantly so wet that her pussy juices were running down the inside of her legs. There were less than 2 hours before Maxx would arrive. She dropped what she was doing and jumped into the shower.
The cool water was refreshing but did nothing to cool the fire between her legs. Her dainty hand moved down, parting her lips and allowing her fingers to caress her desperate clit. She had a burning desire to cum but fought the urge, knowing that her husband had something special in mind for later.
After giving special attention to her pussy, making sure it was clean and hairless to the point of being edible, she dried herself and threw on the little floral dress that she had selected. He bought it for her some time ago because it was so soft and he could see her boobies through the material. And then she waited, dozing off in their living room.
She was awakened by the sound of a car pulling up. A door opened and closed. The car drove off. It must be the taxi that brought him to her. She got up to look through the window but, before she could get to it, she heard a soft knock at the door.
Her hands trembled as she reached for the door handle.
Exploding Passion
For the next moment, Maxx just stood there and stared at her. He did not say a word. He looked her body up and down for a few seconds before their eyes met. She saw the joy shining in his eyes, put there by the vision before him. There was so much acceptance and satisfaction in his gaze. And then, his desire and lust exploded.
He grabbed both her hands with one of his, lifted them above her head and pressed them against the wall. His other hand slipped under her short dress and, as his lips covered hers, his fingers touched her already dripping pussy. At the same moment that his tongue entered her mouth she felt his fingers entering her pussy. His fingers were doing a sensual dance on her clit. He used his foot to move her legs further apart.
She was shaking with desire as his fingers alternated between rubbing her clit and entering her pussy, over and over and over again. She was so wet that they both could hear the sounds of his attack on her sweet spot. How was it possible for him to be so rough and yet gentle at the same time? She was under his control and loved it.
She could not believe what was happening. He was there for less than 5 minutes, had not said a word but her orgasm was starting to rush through her body like an earthquake. His fingers were ravaging her pussy and clit. Her legs were shaking, her breathing had stopped and then she screamed into his mouth as she came. It was an uncontrollable, animalistic growl.
He let go of her hands and she fell into his arms. The next moment he lifted her off the floor. Her arms went around her husband’s neck and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her dripping pussy was pressed against his middle and he could feel it as his shirt was getting soaked.
She had never felt so safe and loved as she did at that moment.
Ripped
With her arms and legs wrapped around him, he walked into the kitchen and put her on the countertop. The next moment was totally unexpected. The dress that she had selected so carefully for him made a tearing sound she would always remember and cherish, as he grabbed it and just ripped it open. She was suddenly completely naked. Her titties spilled out of the torn fabric.
His eyes were devouring her body. She had often felt so imperfect but the look on his face said something else. There was a lust in his eyes that excited her and caused a hunger in her pussy. It was a hunger that he obviously wanted to feed on.
He pushed her onto her back and while his one hand moved to her right breast his mouth went down very slowly. She felt his tongue on her skin: over her left nipple, pausing to give it a slight bite; over her tummy, dipping into her navel;… and then he stopped. He started twisting her nipple between his fingers. She experienced excruciating sensations, feelings of sensual pain and electricity racking her body. It felt as if her nipple was attached to her clit. And then, suddenly, he plunged his tongue deep into her pussy.
He did not move his tongue. He just kept it in her as deep as possible, all the while twisting and pinching her nipples. They were as hard as they had ever been and super sensitive. He started plunging his tongue in and out of her again and again.
She was shaking and her entire body was alive with sensations that she had never before experienced. It was ecstasy. Dreams about feeling wanted and desired by her husband suddenly came to life. She was so wet. Her body was screaming from every cell that she wanted to cum and not stop. Waves of pleasure emanated from her nipples to her pussy. And then she felt herself plunging over the cliff, groaning through her clenched teeth, “Ohhhh, fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuck. I’m cummmmmmiiiing!”
PART 2 AND PART 3 TO FOLLOW
That is so hot.! And breathtakingly well written.
Agreed. So Hot! I could (almost) wish for a time of forced abstinence just to experience such a reunion. But I'm not sure I could handle three months!
HV 450. What a lovely compliment. I think parts 2 and 3 will blow you away
CHL… times without being able to love my wife is like death to me. I hate those times. I need to experience her body and sexuality very often.
Oh, my! So you are the husband writing from your wife's point of view. I don't know why, but that just made this story even better to me.
Climaxx I love your stories and style. You are one of my favourite writers. You paint such sensual and visual pictures with words. When can we expect parts 2 and 3 ?
Amazing story!! I could feel the passion and urgency as if I was the one this happened to. What a wonderful feeling it awoke ?
CrazyHappyLoved you are correct. I am the husband and I am trying to show what is happening in both of our hearts and bodies.
As were all your readers, either erect or wet. (Maybe both?)
Three months is a long time to be separated; the longest we have been apart was three weeks. For some reason, when we were together again at home we pretended that we weren’t desperate for each other. We decided to shower then have coffee and share a desert while we caught up on our news. Long story short, we ended up having food sex. Then we stopped being silly and had the main course. And all that week we made love as if we were trying to make up for the times we had missed.
[Edited – please consider submitting as a story]
@HV40 Please, do! Would love some pointers/ideas on incorporating food into our play.
Okay. And if you write about how it goes we can learn too!