This is the sixth part of my first story. English is not my native tongue, so please be gentle with me, but also, leave a comment and rating. The story and characters are fictional;
Any
resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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Sarah turned to me on the couch; she saw me getting hard again, and smiled.
"Yeah, come here,"
She said, moving to the edge of the couch, sitting on her knees, fingers enticing me; my erection growing with excitement, as I walked back.
"Let's take our time this time, after all, I plan to only have one wedding night in my life,"
She continued, as I came up to her, my penis rising to her face.
"Sounds great to me,"
I said, smiling at the eagerness in her face.
She put her mouth on the tip of my penis, giving it a gentle kiss. Reaching up with her hand, grabbing the shaft, cupping my balls with the other, She looked up at me as she started to lick the shaft, extending out her tongue.
"I can taste myself on you, mixed with cum,"
She said, between licks, looking up at me.
"Yeah, how's the mix?"
I asked, smiling at her, and ran my hand over her head.
"We taste great together."
She said, winked, and gave a lick all the way from my balls up to the tip. She started sucking me, focusing on the tip to begin with, twirling her tongue over it.
Then she began to go deeper, letting her tongue out, her drool running down my balls.
Marie came up with her video camera to the side of me, shooting Sarah from above as she went deep, gaging slightly, Coming up for air and slurping her own drool. Smiling for Marie and the camera.
Then getting back on it, continuing to suck on my penis, sometimes deep, other times shallow, and her tongue working magic around my tip.
I moaned and Sarah winked, stopped, and rose to her feet, embraced me and kissed me deeply. We kissed, I laid my hand on her hips and brought her closer, my penis rubbing against her.
Marie moved her camera to film our passion, as we kissed. Sarah's long hair now more frazzled, but still in her side ponytail, filled with white gold flower, against my bronze locks. Both were enthralled with our kiss and had our eyes closed, as Marie moved in for a close up.
Filming our moths linked together, tongs dancing inside each other, she moved down, trying to show our embrace and my penis pressed against Sarah. She moved back up with the camera.
Sarah tilted her head slightly backwards and asked,
"Couch or bedroom?"
"Bedroom,"
I answered, my face cracked a smile.
"It is, after all, tradition to "'bed'" the wife after a wedding."
Sarah broke our embrace, instead, taking my hand and guided me to her's and Samuels bedroom in the suite.
As we entered, I saw that there were floral, wedding decorations placed on the cushioned headboard.
The bed itself had its covers and comforters removed, placed on the low sofa in front of it,
Leaving the bed made, but made easy to make love on.
She walked to one side of the bed, turned, and pushed me down to sit on the bed .
I moved to the middle of the king size bed, Sarah climbed up after me.
I saw Marie enter the bedroom, as well, walking over to the same side we had climbed on. She placed down the tripod on the nightstand, but without the camera attached to it, keeping it in her hand, as she kept filming.
Samuel entered as well, pulling down the covers and comforters, kneeling on the low sofa at the foot of the bed.
I grabbed a couple pillows, propping myself up slightly. Then laid down on them. Sarah climbed up, straddling me, and we embraced in another kiss.
I felt her warmth, it radiated from her pussy and out to the rest of her, she was glowing.
We kept kissing, feeling no need to rush this moment; Our hands caressing themself all across each other's bodies.
Sarah leaned back slightly, she had a light cover of sweat on her body, as did I, But, it made her, if at all possible, look even more beautiful.
She had color in her face, her excitement shining through the minimal makeup she had worn.
But as I gazed all over her body, it was her eye that caught me . They sparkled in the soft light from the nightstand and a light fixture across the ceiling corners.
Her glacier gaze melting my heart. I paused, just taking in how otherworldly her beauty was in this moment.
I heard a series of clicks from the camera again, some in rapid fire, others single clicks.
Sarah let go of me with her eyes, shifting to look at Marie, sitting slightly behind me, next to us on the bed. She smiled at her, more clicks came from the camera.
I then saw movement on the other side, it was Samuel.
She had given Samuel the video camera, standing by the nightstand, he was filming, focusing on Sarah as well.
Sarah's gaze came back to me. she slipped one hand down to my penis, rose slightly, and guided me in. She gasped as she sat down on it, putting her arms over my shoulders, still leaning back, ever so slightly.
We vanished into each other, the outside world falling away.
She started to move her hips, each movement heavenly, I felt myself inside her.
I could not recall any time I had been harder, including all the times this week,
This was amazing. I felt my heart beating hard in my chest, and my breath was fast.
I let her move, setting the tempo, going slowly, enjoying herself deeply, and her breath came in fast as well, moaning as she exhaled.
She started to rise herself higher, and pick up the pace of her movements. Her breath grew even faster, I felt her growing tighter, and it wasn't long before she came again. Pulling me tight , she moaned into my ear and let her hips move on their own.
Despite having cum not fifteen minutes earlier, I had to fight myself to not cum again, wanting to extend our lovemaking this time.
She stopped cumming more than thirty seconds later. Keeping me tight against her, she kept moving her hips, slowly again.
"This is magical,"
she half whispered to me,
"I have never made love like this before, you make me feel..."
she paused to let out a moan.
" Feelings I've never had before, I feel loved, deeper then I have before,"
