by Opal Cole
I pulled her up and embraced her fiercely. Kissing tenderly her eyes and lips, I took her in my arms and carried her to my bedroom. I set her on the bed and with great joy lifted first her top, then pushed her skirt down. She wore tiny little panties which did not succeed in hiding her prominent mound, and it was already wet from her excitement. I pulled the panties down, too, and looked at her, a glorious, beautiful, exciting, and very trusting woman. She opened her legs and guided my hand to her pussy. "I am yours, my love, yours and only yours. Take me and love me."
When I had looked at her body before in all its nudity, it had been an exciting and sexy sight. This was different. It was a completely different feeling, fuller and more complete and satisfying.
This was love shown in her trusting eyes and her offering of her heart to me. I took off my clothes and lay down beside her. The feel of her soft skin against my hand as I pulled her gently to me, the soft swell of her breasts, with their puffy and excited nipples, and the gentle curve of her hips, with her little exclamation point at the apex - I had never seen anything so beautiful in my life! I knew Maureen was beautiful, but this was way beyond my wildest imaginings, and here she was offering herself to me freely.
"Please, James, will you make love to me? Will you make me your woman?"
She hugged me closely and rested her head on my shoulder. "Explore me, touch me, you can do anything you want to with me."
My hand trembled as I caressed her skin. My hand kept stroking her side, exploring the gentle curves of her figure, and caressing her back as she pressed her breasts against my chest. I could feel her breasts' softness and the nubs of her nipples as she snuggled up close and tight. My lips travelled down her body, nibbling at her ears, brushing her slender neck, and then meeting her breasts.
I started on the side and worked my way circling to the top, looking into her eyes as I did it. Her eyes widened and the pupils dilated as my tongue traced its way around the base of her breast, feeling her nipple coming out and getting even harder. I started at the bottom of the side again and licked straight up, leaving the nipple for later. By the time I got back up to her other breast she was quivering and squirming and softly moaning with pleasure. I noticed her thighs kept rubbing together as she arched her pelvis.
Her eyes became slowly unfocused, her lips parted, and her tongue kept creeping out to lick her lips, and then I leaned back down over the near side and extended my tongue as far as it could go until I just barely touched her nipple.
Maureen gasped and her eyes opened wide. I wriggled my tongue back and forth, still just barely touching her. She started twitching and moaning and tried to raise her breast higher to make more contact, but I pulled back barely touching her. I moved back to the near side and took my tongue and made a sweep around the puffy areola just barely touching the nipple itself. This brought a gasp from Maureen. I leaned across again and did the same on the other side. Her hands were at her side clenching and unclenching as she rocked her pelvis and rubbed her thighs together. I pulled back to the near side and gently kissed the top of her nipple and then opened my mouth and enveloped the whole top of her breast. I sucked gently and bit it gently.
She moaned. "Please, James, don't tease me. I want you now!"
I moved south and her belly quivered as I licked it, particularly when I was down below her bellybutton, allowing my chin to graze across the top of her mound. I nuzzled her with my nose, staying outside of her slit entirely, but rubbing the tip of my nose between her pussy and the crease of her leg and around in a circle, pressing the swollen lips in on her pussy, giving indirect stimulation. She was rocking back and forth trying to get me to move into the target, but I was having none of it. I grasped her hips to hold her in place so I could control the action.
Yes, I was teasing her, but at the same time I was driving myself wild internally with desire. My cock was throbbing with my pulse.
I started softly kissing her skin, again staying outside her lips, rubbed the crease of her legs and onto her leg just a little bit and then around just above the clit and back down the other side. When I got to the area between her pussy, I realized her anus was obviously very sensitive, because she started giggling and bouncing so that I had trouble staying in place. Starting at the back of the slit I gently and very softly started making my way up to the front, not giving enough pressure to give any relief, but doing all I could to tease and torment her. By this time Maureen was almost crying as she begged me to take her.
Letting go of her hips, I slid my hands softly up and down her sides as I continued giving gentle kisses, although now just a little harder. Her juices were running down my chin onto my neck by now, but I didn't care. I was having the time of my life. As my hands reached onto her ribs, I allowed my tongue to part the crease and my hands slid around to caress and hold her breasts. She shuddered as my tongue found and lapped at her vaginal opening, and she pressed my head down to her hips, trying to get some penetration, but I did not relent. I grasped both nipples and started plucking at them, and then finally, I allowed my tongue to flick over her clit once. It was like an electric shock went through her. Her breasts were thrust forward in my hands as her head went back and a moan, that was almost a wail, came deep from her throat.
I pursed my lips around her clit, which was extended way out, and I hummed. She started writhing on my face and moaned as if in pain. I felt like I would have bruised lips from the pressure she was exerting on me trying desperately for release. Why I did it, I don't know. It just seemed like the thing to do. Leaving my lips pursed around her clit, I blew on it gently, much like one blows on a baby's belly making motorboat sounds.
Everything came loose! She erupted with a loud wail and bounced up and down while gripping my head between her thighs. She let loose a stream of juices that flooded my face, even though I had my tongue out, trying to lap up as much as I could. She whimpered and pulled me up to her face, turned around to be on top, wrapping her arms around my neck and laying her lovely breasts down on my chest, and began to shudder softly. I could feel the tears as she silently wept on my shoulder. I just wrapped my arms around her again and held and rocked her gently as she relieved her pent-up emotions. After a moment she lifted her head, looking at me with love and desire, and then settled her lips down on mine in a soul-scorching kiss. It wasn't one of those sexy tongue kisses, but rather that of a lover laying claim to her beloved. I gladly gave back as good as I received.
"My Love, this is not what I wanted. It was wonderful and you will get your reward later, but now make love to me!"
She gripped my cock and rubbed it not too gently. "Come on, guy. Do your duty!" Then relenting, she slid down and took it into her mouth. She licked the head and she began to suck it. My hips moved back and forth and I moaned.
"Darling, I will cum soon."
She stopped slowly and whispered that she wanted me to come within her, not in her mouth. Moving north again, she gave me one long hug and moved back onto my body. Wriggling around, she pointed her lower lips towards my shaft and opening herself completely, she slowly slid down on me, slipping the head into her and moving down a bit further until I hit a point of resistance. She sat up, closed her eyes and moved up and down a little, and suddenly she said:
"Tóg Mise - A thabhairt dom mé féin faoi shaoirse
a dhéanamh dom mise"
and she lunged downward firmly, tearing her hymen.
I felt an emotion I could not describe: it was like a grey wisp came out of nowhere and surrounded us, wrapping our souls together. It became more solid and seemed to take us a higher level of consciousness where a soft voice asked: "Are you ready to take on this commitment for the rest of your life?" I heard her whisper "Yes " and I said ¨Yes¨ also. There was the impression of a warm smile as we came back to our normal level and it seemed now that the grey wisp turned into a warm, golden glow and bonded both of us, and it was as if we were suddenly not two people loving each other, but one single soul, one single heart.
Her eyes filled with tears from the pain, but moments later she opened them again, smiled and started to move most deliciously. We looked at each other and it was love - there could never be another feeling like this - Maureen was claiming me as hers, just as I was claiming her for mine.
She rocked back and forth on my cock and my hips involuntarily seemed to rock with her. A beautiful smile crossed her face as she finally bottomed out on me. "I am so full, my love. This so wonderful! I resisted to move, leaving it to Maureen to control things for our first time together, and soon she started moving on me, slowly at first, and then more urgently. She was very tight and it must have hurt at the beginning, but she never stopped.
It didn't last long. I waited impatiently for her release. She was so tight and warm, and I wanted desperately to make it last for her, but I couldn't. I could feel it building rapidly, as Maureen pushed herself forcefully down on me and a wail of pleasure swept from her throat, and finally she collapsed on my chest, pussy pulsating and squeezing me. One final thrust from my hips, and my orgasm burst from me again also. The feeling was so intense! Not only was I releasing all the pent-up sexual tension of the day, but all of the longing and intense sexual drive I had suppressed all these days. I kind of blacked out during the most intense part and when I opened my eyes, I was looking at Maureen still impaled on my shaft and trembling with some aftershocks of her climax. I was fulfilled, and she was clinging to me with all her force.
Finally, she relaxed and kissed me with intense desire. I picked up a little towel that I had placed on my bed before and gently washed her pussy, her juices mixing with mine, and a touch of blood from when she had ruptured her hymen. She was not a virgin anymore. She accepted my caresses, but said: "My love, now you have to complete the blessing and take me to make me yours. I have given myself to you, now you have to take me."
I lifted her and placed her on her back onto the bed. She relaxed, stretched herself and looking with love and trust at me, opened her legs to invite me to make the final step, and leaving me to look at her pussy between her legs as I moved up. It seemed different from the last time I had touched it; puffier, and there was a good bit of moisture seeping from between the lips.
I got to her knees and started higher. Again, she spread her legs just a little bit farther for me. By the time I worked my way all the way up the inside of her thighs she was moaning, and when I reached the top of her thighs, I used my fingertips to reach in and graze her pussy. She gave a gasp and raised her hips, giving me still better access to reach her, so I did. I caressed her pussy lips with my fingers and then slid one hand all the way under her, cupping her pussy in my hand. She was moaning almost constantly now as I stroked my hand back and forth over her mound, and then I allowed my thumb to find and enter her vagina while my palm stroked side to side over her pussy and pressed on her clit. She gave a guttural groan and her pussy spasmed and squeezed my thumb. I just squeezed gently with my thumb and hand, and with a desperate move upwards, her fluids spurted into my hand.
Now it was my turn. I pushed my hands under her ass cheeks, pulling her up and lining her up with my shaft. She was well lubricated, with her juices still trickling out. Her outer lips were apart, giving me access to her shining red inner opening. She grasped my penis and pulling it closer to her pussy, she rubbed it up and down through her outer lips, touching the moist red inside. She moaned and twisted and suddenly, she whispered "Come inside me. I want to feel you taking me and cumming in me. I want your all - I want you to make me yours! " and repeated the words she had whispered before:
"Tóg Mise - A thabhairt dom mé féin faoi shaoirse
a dhéanamh dom mise"
She pulled me in, and I pushed hard to get in as deep as possible. I leaned forward, putting my hands down to support my weight. She wiggled her hips and sighed with satisfaction. "I feel so full." She gripped my upper arms tightly and looked at me with that intense look of hers.
"Do it now, James. Take me."
My cock jerked at her words, so I pulled my hips back, almost all the way out, and pushed back in again. She let out a long moan. I did it again, getting the same response.
"Faster, James. And harder."
I obliged, now shoving my shaft into her in a fast, hard rhythm. Her pussy met each thrust with a slap as she bucked her hips up at me. She wrapped her legs around my waist, digging her heels into my ass. She clawed at my arms and shoulders and her head rolled back and forth. I moved faster, deeper, grunting with each thrust. She cried out as I hit bottom, my cock hitting her cervix. That seemed to do wonders, because now she was really moving around, really meeting my thrusts.
"Oh, God. Oh. God, " she hissed. Suddenly she started to convulse. Her body tensed and then she exploded into massive spasms, each beginning deep in her pussy as it milked my cock. "Oooh, James!" she wailed, and that took me over the edge. I grunted, my cock seemed to swell, and then I unloaded, the first shot erupting deep inside her. I bathed her cervix and walls with load after load as we came together, riding our mutual orgasm as long as we could.
She shuddered with tiny aftershocks of pleasure and wrapped her arms tight around my neck. I felt again that weird wisp surrounding us, but this time warm and tenderly, and the same voice whispered: "You have selected well, my daughter". Both of us needed time to recover and we spent it well, falling back into delightful, passionate kissing. She slowly moved back, and my penis dropped out of her lips. She moaned in disappointment, but suddenly, the smile returned. "We still have three days in front of us, and I will not waste them!"
She gazed at me.
"My love, I'm yours now, totally yours, with no restraints and limits. What my mother told you about the blessing of our female line is true - I've given myself to you and you have taken me, making me yours. As long as you love me and protect me, I will fulfill all your desires and I will do anything you want and give my life for you. Wherever you go, I shall go; whatever you want to do, I shall do it with you; you're now the center of my life. Don't misunderstand me: I still have my own will and we'll have disagreements in our life, but there is no life for me anymore without you. So what will you do with me?"
When I looked into those eyes and fell all the way in, my only response was: "I shall cherish you and protect you, I shall love you and care for you, and whatever will happen, I will be at your side to support whatever you want to do. This is not a one-way street: you are mine, but I am yours, too. And this is voluntarily and not because there is a blessing in the family - Germans do not have these blessings ..."
She started to smile. "My love, my blessing is our blessing!"
I returned her smile, was getting serious again.
"My love, I don't want you to dedicate all your life to me and have nothing on your own; I want you to be my other half, my lover, my wife, my friend, my everything... and I want you to be the Maureen I met, intelligent, teasing, loving, and a huge amount of fun to be with."
It was the rapture in Maureen's beautiful green eyes as she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me down to her, that made it heartbreakingly wonderful.
I was still wondering what she had said - it was in a language that I had never heard, and asked Maureen about it. She told me that these were Irish phrases that every girl in her family learned at a young age. They were to be used when the girl or woman found the man she wanted to spend her life with, and they meant 'Take me! I give myself freely! Take me and make me your own!" and if the girl had chosen the right man, she would be happy the rest of her life. If the man betrayed her, however, she would die. That was the reason that the choice had to be right the first time; there was no second choice.
Her mother had chosen her husband very young; that was why she was still young as a mother of a 22-year-old daughter, but that was in the past; Maureen had chosen me, and it was now up to me to justify her choice. And did I hear a voice saying 'you have selected well, my daughter?" Perhaps her mother was right and there is something more between us than we have imagined.
"But enough of these flights of imagination and magic, wonderful as they might be. Perhaps we can discuss this later - even with my mother who has had the same experience. Now, we can concentrate on our pleasure and why do you sit there and not kiss me?"
Maureen leaned into me and hugged me, with her body and her hips and breasts pushing into my body. Her areolae had returned to her normal double silver dollar size, but her nipples were still hard and I could feel them pressing into my chest. Her gorgeous shining hair was soft and perfumed, accenting her face and her high cheekbones that highlighted an almond shaped face with green eyes, but they seemed to have some blue sparkles in them that offset a cute nose. I saw full, but not overly big lips that had a sweet upturn on the corners and a soft smooth neck that went elegantly down to her shoulders. Her skin was nicely tanned and very soft, and I stroked my hands up and down over her body. This was all mine and I was in heaven.
Suddenly, she jumped up and sat in front of me.
"What did you just say?"
"I said that I want you to be my other half and my friend."
"And what else?"
"That I want you to my lover, my everything... , "
"And what else?"
"I want you to be the Maureen I met, teasing and loving."
"And what else?"
"That I want you to be my wife..."
"Get up!"
I followed her orders and she said: "Now get on your knees!"
I followed orders again and asked what more she wanted. Did she just now not say that I was her all and everything? How could she order me around this way? Her only response was that there were certain rules in a female-male relationship and if I wanted to marry her, I had to get down on my knees and ask her.
So I got down on my knees and asked: "Maureen, my love, will you marry me?"
She jumped up, pulled me to my feet and yelled: "YES! YES!" and pushing me back onto the bed, she crawled all over me, kissing my head, my shoulders, back to my lips, and suddenly, went down and engulfed my penis. "You, my dear, have your work cut out to keep me happy! Better prepare to practice a lot! Coming back, she hugged me and said that she was as happy as she had never been in her life. Then she stared at me.
