Darejani Pt 08

Author's Note: I had most of this chapter written weeks ago, and then in the Northeast, we lost power for days and the story, almost 8000 words at the time, was lost. I was so furious, I ignored one of my favorite loving, kinky, sexy couples. But it's time to get back to Darejani and Mickey, still on their honeymoon, and then when they get home.

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The next few days went as the first few. We had a wonderful time, sun, surf, sleep and sex. And sustenance. And sex. Whether making love or letting our kinkiest nature take control, we had an amazing time together.

We ran into Harald and Anya a few times; we were polite, but that was it. It was the only uncomfortable aspect of the trip. We met some other couples and had a good time getting to know them. We danced a few nights at the nightclub, we spent one afternoon getting massages, and we had sex in the ocean again. But as the trip was ending, two nights before we left, we realized we still hadn't made love on the beach, and we both really wanted to experience that.

So that night we went to dinner in relatively casual dress. An easy fitting pair of tan slacks and a linen shirt for me, and Dar wore a very summery dress, dark blue with large white polka dots along with white sandals, her pearl neckless and the emerald earrings I gave her as a wedding present. She was casual and so classy at the same time. I stood in front of her, put my arms around her waist, and simply said "You're beautiful."

"Simple, but sweet. You're pretty good looking yourself, you know. Hot, even."

"You know what we're going to do tonight, don't you?"

"Go to sleep early? Sleep in separate beds? Meet new lovers?" Dar grinned at me.

"Ballbuster. Maybe I'll just withhold sex tonight."

"Ha! I could make you give in in about three minutes flat. What am I saying. One minute, if that."

"You probably could. You're so damn irresistible. Come on, honey. Let's have dinner, then dessert on the beach."

We met up with two other couples we had befriended and had a nice time, drinking and laughing. During the past few days, I found out that couples had sex on the resorts' beach at night, and as long as they were discreet, no one hassled them. Just wanted to be safe about it. We didn't need to get arrested in a foreign country.

After dinner and a drink with our friends, we made our excuses and went on our way. Everyone smiled knowingly; they all knew what we were up to as they all had done the same at some point. Again, I grabbed a blanket and Dar and I made our way down the beach about 50 yards. We weren't within 20 yards of any other couples, so we spread our blanket and just sat staring at the water. The Moon was a little brighter that night, and there were just some wispy clouds floating by that made shadows across our faces every so often. It was warm and breezy, and Dar snuggled against me for both love and warmth.

"I wish this night could last forever, Mickey. Bunny" she said teasingly.

"I feel the same, my Darling Dar. In another universe, maybe life works that way. You find the perfect place to be, and that's where you stay for all time, with the person you should spend your whole life with. I could stay there with you."

Dar sighed and cuddled closer. "That's a wonderful dream, bunny. But in two days, we head home to really begin our lives as husband and wife. Not that I'm complaining about it. It's just reality is starting to set in."

"We can have a great fantasy tonight, my love. Right here. We're all alone, or as close to alone as we need to be. I love you and I want you, so much. It's like I'm addicted to you."

"Then come and get me, lover." She peeled down the top of her dress and laid down on the blanket. "I'm all yours."

I leaned over her and kissed her softly. A little tease of my own. "What if that's all you get tonight?"

"I'll be terribly heartbroken. You don't want to do that to me, do you, bunny?"

Her eyes were glowing from the Moon. "No, honey. Never." We locked in a much longer, very passionate kiss as Dar unbuttoned my shirt and I slipped it off my shoulders and arms. As we kept kissing, Dar reached for my belt and then my pants. She opened the button and the zipper and reached in to cradle my incredibly stiff cock through my briefs. I closed my eyes and just let her have her fun, feeling me, touching my balls as well as my cock. I pulled up the front of her dress and opened my eyes to see she wore a matching pair of panties, also dark blue with smaller polka dots. "That's so cute and sexy, matching panties. How'd you manage that?"

"The salesgirl at Bloomingdale's who sold me the dress told me about the panties, and I just couldn't resist. I thought you'd like them" she giggled lustily.

"I love it! Of course, I love you more. Much more" I moaned as we kissed over and over. I managed to pull her panties down until they remained on her left ankle only. Dar freed my cock and gave me a few hard strokes as I rubbed the lips of her creamy pussy, so warm and wet. Her legs parted and her knees bent as I slid into the silkiness of Dar's pussy, all the way in a single easy stroke. Dar's hands held the cheeks of my ass as we settled in. My hands went to her soft, perfect breasts, squeezing them gently. Dar looked up at me, a look of perfect peace on her face. I hoped I looked even a fraction as pleased as she did at that moment.`

"You're so beautiful, Darling Dar. I wish you could see your face right now, that look of happiness. Perfect."

"You look amazing as well. Like you're in heaven."

"I am, my darling. I am."

"You look so beautiful, Mickey, with the Moon behind you. It's like a halo around your head. Take your time. I want this moment to last a long time."

I moved my head to kiss her nipples, sucking softly, tugging gently with my teeth. Dar let out a series of contented sounds as she slowly ran her fingers through my hair. Our movements were slow, tender and caring, yet also exciting, even thrilling. Her nails scraped my scalp and then down the back of my neck. When a pleasure wave hit her, she scratched me a little harder.

"Mickey, my bunny, this is so beautiful. You have to turn over so you can see the Moon while we're together. Let's move together, baby." We moved slowly as one, turning so I was on bottom, my cock inside her pussy the entire time. She leaned to me and we kissed tenderly as Dar's hips moved in a slow circle. Seeing the Moon behind her head, I understood what she was talking about. She was angelic, a brilliant corona of almost white light around her. Just when I thought I couldn't love her more, I was proved wrong. I knew then that all our lives our love for each other would grow greater every day, in a thousand different ways.

I gathered Dar into my arms and we kissed over and over. She went through a number of small climaxes that I felt by the trembling of her body. After a while, our natural instincts took control and we were moving harder and faster as our needs became stronger. Dar rose up so she was astride me almost straight up. Her eyes were scrunched closed and she bit her lip as she came. Her beauty in her orgasm brought me to my own, and I came, filling her warm chamber with my own warm essence. We both shook as Dar fell onto me and we kissed many, many times.

"I love you so much, bunny. You're my world."

"You're mine too, my darling. I love you. This was such a great idea. We should have done this sooner. Like every night."

"But then it wouldn't have been so special, bunny. We'll have other beaches to make love on. This may have been our first, but it won't be our last."

"You can bet on it, honey. This was very special. Like you." We cuddled a while until we felt the chill from the night breeze. We got ourselves together, gathered up the blanket, and walked back to the resort and headed right for our room. After showering, we made love once more and slept deeply through the night.

Our last day went too quickly. Nothing special, we hung by the pool with our acquaintances, drank a bit too much, had a very naughty time before dinner, danced for hours and made love one last time that night. It was a perfect day to end our honeymoon.

We packed when we woke the next morning and had our luggage picked up before we went to breakfast. We ate fairly silently; we were naturally bummed about heading home. "It's all over but the flight home, honey. And it's been a great honeymoon, preceded by a great wedding" I said, holding Dar's hand. "But I'm not sad about going home, because I'm going home with you. I get to spend the rest of my life with you. That's nothing to be sad about."

"Mickey, don't make me cry here! You say the sweetest things, and I know they come from your loving heart. You're right, I've been thinking about going back to work on Wednesday, about returning to our lives like it's something to dread. But that's wrong. Because I get to be with my dream man. It could have gone so differently. I feel very lucky."

Our mood lightened, and we realized going home was something to look forward to, not to feel down about. Starting a new career for me, buying a house, having children and so much more. It was actually exciting.

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Our parents (all three of them) came to the airport to pick us up. With our luggage, it was going to be crowded on the way home, but it was manageable. Cars were big back then, including my father's Buick. It was great seeing them, and they'd become such good friends in their own right. We were peppered with lots of questions about our honeymoon and we answered as best we could without certain details.

We got to our apartment, dragging our bags upstairs. We were tired, but we didn't want to kick our folks out too soon. It was nice seeing them. We ordered dinner in from our local kosher deli and talked about the wedding. Yasmin was giddy, all smiles.

"Ok, mother, tell us, what's going on that you look like a grinning lunatic" Dar teased her mother.

"Does it show that much?" Yasmin asked.

"Yasmin," I said, "you're practically bursting to tell us something. Come on, spit it out."

"I went out with your cousin Jack the other night. We had an amazing evening. He took me to dinner and he was funny and such a gentleman! Holding doors and pulling out chairs. It must be a family thing with you Gold men."

My mom was beaming. "My husband has been that way since our first date 30 years ago and he made sure Mickey learned to be the same way. It's good to know Jack has the same class. So, what else?" my mom asked like the gossip lover she was.

"So he was a gentleman. He did kiss me goodnight" Yasmin said with that same giddiness. "It was so strange at first, kissing a man besides Darejani's father. But I got over it" she said with a giggle.

"Mother, I'm so happy for you. He better ask you for another date."

"He already has. He called last night and we're going out Tuesday, to a movie."

We were thrilled for both of them. They were both such nice people, and they deserved to be happy. Then we asked where Mehdi was.

Yasmin's good mood continued. "He got a job! He's working right now, training to be a waiter. You know Mr. Barani? He owns the restaurant on Middle Neck Road in Great Neck? Your uncle Mahmood got him to give your brother a chance. It's not what I want for him as a career, but maybe he can learn the business and have his own restaurant someday, unless he goes back to school. He's doing so much better. Mickey, I have you to thank for that."

I waved her off. "Yasmin, it was my pleasure to help. We're all family, right? We have to have each other's backs."

Just then the food came. We all ate, and before our folks left, we made plans to meet at Yasmin's the next day for lunch and to open our non-monetary gifts. When they left we plopped down on our couch and just leaned against each other. We didn't even have the strength to deal with our laundry, let alone unpack. We just sat like that for a while, watching something unmemorable on the tv. It was actually kind of nice to just relax that way together, especially after the hectic weeks we'd just been through.

As it got later, I felt Dars' fingers trace up and down my thigh. I looked at her and she was smiling at me, a little wicked and a lot of love. "Our honeymoon isn't technically over yet, bunny. Not until I go back to work in three days. Feel like giving your wife what she so desperately wants from her husband?"

"You're the little flirt, aren't you? Think you can jump start my motor?"

"Without a doubt. We don't even have to go in the bedroom. This couch can be very comfy for all sorts of things." She slipped off the seat and got down on the floor between my legs, then rubbed her hand up and down along the shaft of my cock inside my pants. "I'm already getting your motor running. Your piston is very eager to please."

"Piston? Listen to you. You don't even know how to drive and you know parts of an engine."

"Don't question, bunny. Just enjoy." Dar unzipped my pants and pulled my rapidly growing cock from my briefs, gripping me in her very skilled fingers. I was ready for her when she took me into her mouth, sucking gently to start, teasing the head and gradually starting to go up and down while opening my pants. She briefly stopped her sucking to help me slide my pants and shorts down and off and then she went back to pleasuring me. I let out a long sigh and relaxed back into the couch, watching Dar as she lovingly ministered to my cock and to my body by extension. She kissed the head, flicked her tongue around it, and said soft and sexy "Do I make you happy, Bunny? Will you be happy with me for the rest of our lives?"

"You never have to wonder about any of those things, Darling Dar. You make me the happiest man alive. You're so loving and beautiful, and you give me the greatest pleasure imaginable. I'm looking forward to loving you and even making love with you for 60 or 70 more years. Or longer."

"We might hurt each other physically by then if we even try doing any of these things. But I'll risk it if you will." Dar went back to licking and sucking me until I made her join me back on the couch.

"You have to let me love you too, you know."

"Not always. Someone I know once told me sometimes it's fun just to give your partner pleasure. But this isn't one of those times, Mickey. I need you too, my love." She kissed me hard and I helped get her out of her clothes, which got strewn all over the floor. I touched her pussy and felt how wet she was with desire and I helped her slide down onto my cock. Dar cried out as I entered her all the way until her body and mine were joined as one. We took our time, rocking together slowly, staring into each others eyes. Tears were leaking from Dar's eyes, those huge round dark pools in which I often found myself drowning. Every time Dar moved forward and back on top of me, her warm and wonderful pussy gripped me in the soft vice of her walls. I couldn't keep my cock from twitching inside her, not that I wanted to. We shared small tender kisses, many of them, more than I could count as my hands gently squeezed the cheeks of her ass. After a while we were bouncing together and the cushions were making sounds of protest. With a long cry, Dar moaned "I'm cumming, Bunny" as I sucked her left nipple. I felt her grasping me and I lifted up into my loves' pussy as I followed her into loving contentment. We held each other just like that for a while, then we moved into our bedroom to get ready for bed. It was only 9:30, but we were exhausted.

After we used the bathroom, we cuddled in bed together. That past was almost as great as what came before it. I loved holding her, loved feeling her hold me, loved sharing our warmth and our hearts, and she loved those things just as much as I did.

We were just laying there, so content, so at peace. I said "Honey, you know what next weekend is?"

Dar thought for a moment or two and then said "I have no idea. What's next weekend?"

"Your first driving lesson. God help us both." We both giggled as she playfully slapped my chest. We kissed before drifting off to sleep.

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The next six months passed by quickly as Summer changed to Autumn and Autumn faded to the early nights of winter. Dar, after a rough beginning, was almost ready to take her road test. The trick was admitting she needed a professional teacher, one with a car with dual brake. She was scheduled to take her road test the second week of January.

Yasmin and my cousin Jack were having a great time together. Sometime around their second month together, she invited him into her bed (no, I didn't get the details. I got the basic information from Dar. She also only knew the bare basics. You perverts.) They were falling in love with each other as we approached Thanksgiving, and then by Chanukah/Christmas they were saying it to each other. Dar was so thrilled for her mother. Mehdi was less so. He was doing well with his job, but he resented his mother moving on from his father, even though the man had been dead more than six years. Dar tried to talk to him about it, to make him understand Yasmin was still a young woman who shouldn't have to be alone the rest of her life, but he wouldn't hear it. He was very bitter whenever the subject was broached, and would talk derogatorily about his mother. He wouldn't even acknowledge Jack when he was at Yasmin's home. We worried the old Mehdi was coming back.

My father had a minor heart attack in October. It wasn't terrible, but it was a wake up call for him to change some aspects of his life. He changed his diet (mom was a huge help there, not buying him any of his favorite salty and sugary snacks), took walks most nights and stopped working late at the office. By the holidays he had lost 20 pounds and felt like a new man.

Dar was doing well in her job at the magazine, getting a promotion with a nice bump in pay. My new job was exciting, fascinating and some long hours. The money was great and I was learning a lot about working with political candidates. But I was away from home at least one week every month, sometimes two weeks. It was the worst feeling, those nights before I had to travel. Dar and I would usually have very aggressive sex, then lie there for a while, sated and miserable. When I got home at the end of the week, we were all over each other almost immediately, tired as I was. We missed each other terribly.

I called Dar every night I was away, whatever time of night I was finally free; she insisted even if I was in California and it was 2AM back in New York. We couldn't talk long in that situation because Dar had to be up early for work and I had breakfast meetings most mornings. We wanted to spend hours talking but we just couldn't spare so much time. Relatively long partings are just hard on newlywed couples.

One such night in September, I called from Iowa, an hour difference in time. It was 9 my time, 10 in New York. Dar answered on the first ring. "Hey Bunny! How are you? I miss you so much!" She sounded excited and a little sad at the same time.

"I'm fine, my darling, aside from missing you like crazy. It's worst when I get to my hotel room at night. It's very lonely without you. I love you so much."

I love you too, Bunny. And I'm lonely too. So, no girls are hitting on you? Maybe a couple of prostitutes in the bar there?" she teased.

"Oh, just the usual. A few hot blonds, a redhead, you know. But none of them could ever compare to you. I'd rather be missing you than be with anyone else."

"My sweet Bunny. You make me feel so loved, even from a thousand miles away. You make me feel sexy too. Incredibly horny." She sounded it, like she was hungry for me. I sure as hell was hungry for her. "What are you wearing, Mickey? Are you out of your clothes?"