by Ellen Hutton
The music became louder; screams and applauds erupted even more as we held on to each other and started to kiss passionately.
Thoughts of the first day she kissed me filled my mind. The relationship between Natasha and me had been magic from then on.
Each time we had spent together was amazing. We had both grown so attached in such a short while it was believable that we had met before in their previous life and joined together in this one.
Jerking from my thoughts by the numerous congratulating voices in the background, my eyes once again focuses on my beautiful fiancé and the excited voices of the people surrounding us.
I thanked the crowd for the love shown before asking to be excused politely. I take Natasha’s hand in mine, dart out excitedly out of the room. Natasha looks flush from our abrupt departure.
In one quick turn, she turns back before exiting the hall and wave in her usual dramatic fashion to the crowd and then stepped out into my waiting arms.
Natasha couldn't hide the blush on her face the whole time. She was totally in love with me and I with her, I had never felt this way before in my entire life, except with Stacy, and I never thought I could feel this way again until I met her.
"Where are you taking me to?" Natasha asked as we walked in brisk steps towards the vehicle.
"Sincerely, I have no idea; I just want to get you out of here before I burst open of excitement." I responded almost immediately.
The drive from the venue to the rendezvous was pretty fast. I drove in blistering speed, overtaking every automobile on the way out of enthusiasm. I was visibly joyous at the outcome of my proposal and Natasha could tell. She was equally excited; she had loved me from the very first time their paths crossed, she confessed.
Soon, we were at a fancy restaurant; the ambience was calm, suiting albeit with a tone of flamboyance.
"Do you like it?" I asked as we stepped in, Natasha holding her flowing dress in her hands.
"Of course, I love it! It's beautiful!" She responded.
The hostess led us to a table and we took a seat.
“Your server will be over momentarily,” the hostess said giving us a menu and walked away. In seconds, he was at their side with my menu list in hand.
The server arrived, and we made our order after scanning through the menu list and in seconds, the attendant disappeared with the promise to reappear with their order as soon as possible.
I stared into Natasha's eyes with a soft smile on my face.
"Oh my God!" She said shyly, hiding her face in between her palms.
"Why am I so shy around you all of a sudden?" She asked inaudibly as her words were distorted by her palms.
"Well, I think it's because you just said yes to me," I replied with a wink.
Natasha laughed at the sound of my words closing her face more tightly.
"You are not helping," she blurted out again inaudibly.
A minute of silence ensued as I took time observing the beauty in front of me.
"What are you doing?" She asked still covering her face.
The smile on her face widened.
"I was thinking... We should go see my mother for a formal introduction; it's what people do, right? I felt really bad that you did not meet my mother the last time" I said as she looked on with adoration in her eyes.
“I am so sure she would be glad to meet you; we have discussed so many times about me bringing you home, my mom and I. She seems to have gotten fond of you without even seeing you.” I said.
Natasha slowly uncovered her face to reveal a wholesome facial blush that had been hiding behind her palms.
She didn't have to say a word. Her expression already answered it; she already relished the opportunity to see my mother for the first time. She had also seen a few pictures of her on my tablet, but nothing was better than actually seeing her in person.
"So, I'm thinking we could do it during the weekend? Is it a good time for you, Natasha," I inquired to see how her schedule was?
"No problem; I'm good for my weekend." She said shyly in a soft voice.
“So much in a day.” She mused as she slowly covered her face again as she turned pinker underneath the dim light that served as the source of vision in the small fancy but restaurant.
The server returned shortly with a large metallic tray in hand carrying one tall bottle of champagne and two wine glasses.
He slowly positioned the two glasses in front of the couple and nicely placed the champagne bottle at the center of the table.
"May I?" The server inquired pointing towards the bottle in style.
"Nah! We got it." I responded politely.
The attendant straightened up immediately from my bent posture and promised to get back with our remaining order in no time, disappearing at once just as he had appeared.
The ambience of the room darkened we chatted on amidst shy laughter and joyful noise.
**
Time seemed to move faster than it had ever gone and in the blink of an eye, the weekend was upon us. I was at home with Lillian and Mother, getting everything ready as we awaited the arrival of the love of my life. Mother was ecstatic because she saw joy in me once more. And finally, we heard the soft melody of a car outside and we all stepped out as Natasha made her way out of the car. I was all smiles and so was mother. Lillian had a wide grin and the dog kept on barking. But just as Natasha stepped out of the car, I looked at mother and noticed that the smile had wiped from her face. She seemed lost somewhere in-between confused and upset.
[Oh my God] he said.
Even Natasha could notice the drama that was unfolding.
[What’s wrong mother/] I asked.
[You cannot get married to her, Phillip] she said.
[But why/] I inquired,
[Because that is my sister’s daughter] She said and stormed back into the house, almost caught in tears.
The next couple of days were tough and I had to admit, I had no idea of what to do. But through all of this, one thing had not changed. I loved Natasha. We tried to prove mother wrong. It had to be a lie. Something must be wrong somewhere. But alas we confirmed from Natasha’s mother and she corroborated the story. They were indeed sisters, divided by hatred for each other.
But we were not ready to let such thing as a taboo come in-between us. No matter what would be thrown at us, we were determined to see this through. I invited Natasha for a talk a month after the heat had been at its peak. We had to iron this out once and for all. She obliged and came. We were in Tennessee now, not Colorado. Now I was in y own turf.
Chapter 7
We had talked for a while now and I could feel it in the air. She still loved me very much like I loved her. I was glad all my plans worked out like I had programmed. I told her plainly how I felt and told her to make her decision. She could leave if she wanted to. I was not going to force her. But if she loved me like I loved her, I begged her to stay. And then she got up and started walking toward the door. My heard stopped. She reached the door and turned back, and then started walking towards me.
I saw her image approach me and immediately, shivers of expectation ran through my veins. I landed my gaze on her gentle and innocent eyes, and I could tell that they were filled with love for me, like mine were filled with love for her. The distance between us somehow seemed like we were two continents apart. My legs were thinking the same thing and they started to close the gap and move toward the source of the burning fire in my soul. She was so beautiful. It was one of the few times that she had actually taken the time to do her make up until the splendid appearance of her beauty was in full view. I gulped and swallowed, as my tongue could not wait to taste the sweetness of her tender lips. Finally, I was only a breath away from her and we took that breath together as our lips touched. My hands wandered just below her back, holding her tightly, yet it was ever so tender. I enjoyed the feel of the warmth of her mouth and the taste of her tongue. She kissed me with all the built up passion in her system and allowed herself
go, falling deeper and deeper into me. I savored the moment, as it was pure bliss. And then there was the feeling of the sharp rush of blood running through our veins, pumping from our hearts and escaping from our thumbs; making them numb.
My palms collapsed on her soft bum, dragging her even nearer to me as I felt more of her heat and consumed her perfume. She moaned into my ears and allowed all the built up passion in her to be set loose, and I in turn was ever so ready to receive. The kiss was passionate and tense with her hands firmly placed on the bones of my back, and they ran up and down the length of it. I broke the kiss to catch a view of her face. It was red with desire and want. And oh boy was I ready to play Santa and supply all her wants without holding back.
She looked into my eyes with appreciation in them and I saw what I had never seen in any other woman in my life. Just then, she lifted herself up and caught my lips with her own once more, pushing me back with the force of her body as I struggled for balance. I took three steps back and began to coordinate my movement toward the bed as we both staggered backward, caught in the web of a kiss and senseless emotions. I felt the bed with the back of my leg and immediately swung my woman on the bed with one quick twist and turn. She chuckled as she lay there on the bed, watching me as I took off my tie and moved on to the buttons on my shirt. Her eyes widened as my chest slowly came into view, only protected by the flimsy material of the singlet that I wore. I smiled graciously at her legs, as she spread them as far as her dress would allow.
My knees touched the softness of the bed and I crawled to her, not taking my eyes off her for even a second. She giggled at the desire in my eyes, mocking me. But I knew that she had just that same desire in hers also. I moved like a tiger toward her and gently pounced on her but she could, just enough to make her feel the intensity of how much pleasure I was ready to give her for making me see a new side to love. I never thought I could fall in love again but she had shown me now that I was so wrong.
I resumed with my lips on hers as we both unleashed our passion. One of my hands went down to her leg, running ever gently across its smooth surface until my fingers caught the hem of her dress and slowly started to drag it up. The heat on her flesh became more concentrated and led my hand through her thighs ever so gently. I stopped midway and stared deeply into her eyes, making sure she knew exactly what I was going to do next. And she knew indeed.
I lifted myself up and focused my gaze on the fairness of her inner thighs, leading to that flimsy lingerie that she had on, just for this occasion. It had been worn to be taken off by me. That was its purpose and it was about t fulfil it with the help of my eager fingers. I ran my hands up her laps, and then her thighs, slowly, filling her with anticipation and interest in what was about to come. But then I stopped and without any permission took my head down to kiss her laps, running sweet kisses up her milky flesh. She gasped as she felt the wetness of my mouth combined with the heat that emanated from it. Such pleasure could only be imagined by those who have ever experienced it… I experienced the pleasure of giving her pleasure.
Her breathing stopped immediately she felt my breath on her feminine substance. She closed her eyes in anticipation. But I was not done with my teasing yet. I wanted to go a little bit farther until she begged, and she knew it too. I went back up and pulled her dress up her waist till it was just underneath her boobs. Her nipples were firm and craved attention so I obliged and pulled her dress above them. She moved her body to ease the movement and we got the dress out of her body. I allowed my elbow to slightly brush against her nipples and she reacted at once.
Now her breasts stood firmly and proudly with their dark nipples facing me. She had such fair; yet dark skin beauty that only a beautiful African lady could possess and it fit her perfectly. I leaned downward and took her left nipple into my mouth, gently licking it with my tongue while also sucking. My right hand went to her right breast and caressed it lightly and gently, entertaining the heat and softness.
And then I gently bit at her nipples and her moan became very audible. She had been trying so hard to keep herself at bay but she could no longer do it. It was worthless to fight such ecstasy. She moaned even louder as my right hand left her breast and went down to take off her panties as I was increasingly getting restless and impatient. I wanted to make love to her so badly. My own breathing had changed and hers had taken a very noticeable turn. She was breathing very deeply now. I moved down quickly and took in the sweet smell of her feminine nature before allowing my tongue kiss the flesh near her pussy and gradually inching closer to the honey spot. And just then I felt the pressure of her thighs on my head as she seemed to want to squeeze the oxygen out of my head. I had no choice now. I could only go one direction, and so I did and felt her taste on my tongue… and God did it taste nicer than I could imagine. She had been eating a lot of water melons, I could tell. I guess that is why they say you are what you eat.
But that was not the only thing that was going on. Her moaning became more rapid and I could tell that she was not far from her first orgasm and indeed I was not wrong. The sputter that hit my face was enough testimony to that fact. She was a Squirt. Her juices were heavenly as I continued to lick her. The discomfort in my pants was proof that I could not wait any longer. I stuck my finger into her vagina first, and then slowly doubled it. She was wet enough to accommodate three but that was not the motive. While she recovered from her wild orgasm, I took the opportunity to pull off my trouser and set my raging manhood free to explore. It certainly was ready to do just that. The veins were thicker than I had ever experienced and I was harder than steel. I looked up at the woman of my dreams and saw that her gaze was focused on my very hard penis. She had need and desire in her eyes, but she also had self-doubt… like she was wondering if she could take all the pleasure that I had to offer.
“Shussh” … I told her. “Just enjoy the moment” I said. She nodded and smiled. Oh that gracious beautiful smile that always sets my heart racing. She was mine and mine alone forever now. I would do anything to protect her. She was my treasure and I loved her so much. I held my shaft and directed it slowly toward her orifice. She moaned as the head touched her lips. I smeared her own juice on her pussy with my dick for a second or two, creating enough anticipation before sliding in. Oh it was a perfect fit once more. Only this time there was enough time on our hands. My dick was obviously bigger than it had ever been. The blood flowing through my system was not comparable to any other time. This woman had changed the entire chemistry in my body. Every cell in my body was reacting differently. My senses were alert, every part of me was functioning, and in the right way too.
The next thrust was deep, followed by another and another again, slow and steady, taking my time, feeling the edges of her pussy and allowing myself savor the pleasure of her insides. Despite the wetness, it gripped my member like it would never let it go. And then the thrusts became faster. I was pounding her now. My waist moved quickly, yet rhythmically. I was on top of the world with each dip of my cock inside her.
Her pussy was so sweet that I knew I would not last very long in this first round. I just had to hold it long enough. So, I reduced my pace and hit pound her from different directions. She moaned in pleasure as I continued to pound deep into her. I knew it was time. The feeling was too much for me. I felt the warm, thick substance rising from my testicles up through my shaft and I could not hold back anymore. It was nearly the time. Oh my… It was… God, it felt so good as I shrieked and shook, unable to keep my position as my liquid spurt out rapidly, surely enough to get her pregnant nine times if it was possible. God, it had been so long and I had the woman who was also shaking beneath me in her own rush of orgasm. She had cum the second time, just in time as I did. The sex had taken very much from me and I fell on the bed, supporting myself with my hands.
But it was not over. I just had to catch my breath first. I looked at her and smiled. She smiled tiredly. She was definitely satisfied, and rolled on top me, immediately falling asleep as our skin
s met. I knew then that it was time for me to have my rest also. My woman was sleeping peacefully, and that thought was good enough for me to drift into a world of my own dreams with her by my side and in my dreams as always. Truly, there was no taboo in love.
Bonus Story: Bright and Red
Miranda Anderson is on the verge of falling off from the corners of the world after discovering that her fiancé had been cheating on her and even has a kid. Her best friend is there to help her in this trying time and put her back in the market. She goes on a search for something new after burning her past and scattering the ashes. On this journey into getting her life back, she meets Kyle, who has loved her from when they were little, even if they never really took it beyond platonic. But now the skies are open and the birds of love can fly. It has been two years since she last saw him and the question remains if the feelings he once had for her are still burning bright and red.
Chapter 1
Nate was perfect. The most perfect gentleman in the entire world. I guess when people seem too good to be true, they usually are. I actually did love him and this was what made it more painful. I could feel my heart beating faster, thumping at my chest, pounding my ribs with so much ferocity and inspired rage. I think back at how wonderfully well things were going before the vicissitude that had left me in such sorry state. My life was bright as roses at noon day. My work mates were envious and some even jealous. I wore a smile that turned a cold snowy night to a bright summer afternoon. Nate and I were the perfect example of love... or at least how it should be.
I used to have exasperating daydreams and reveries of a perfect honeymoon with the love of my life, under the duvet while the snow peeked from the windows. The icy snow melting by heat of our passion, the sweet words he would say into my ears after filling me up for the first time while I squeezed the edges of the bed in unrivalled ecstasy. All gone! All gone, in just a twinkle of an eye! Poof!
