Hank and Brosie continue to fall in love...
I hope you enjoy it.
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Our life together had begun, although not in the manner either of us would have planned. After the argument with my parents, and the release of emotions that followed, Brosie and I had retired to her bedroom, to talk and cuddle.
I suppose I should refer to it as
our
bedroom now, shouldn't I?
"Thank you, honey," she said softly, resting her head on my chest. "Thank you so much, for stepping in, and defending me. That means more than I can say."
"Well, I love you," I replied, holding her tight. "Anyone who has a problem with you, has a problem with me. Parents included."
"You gave up so much, though," she whispered, caressing my face. "Your whole world has changed, in the blink of an eye."
"I prefer to think of it as a trade. After all, I get to have you. That's a pretty good deal, at any cost," I smiled. My hand moved instinctively to her breast, cupping the fullness softly.
"Yes, well, I suppose that's true," she giggled, pressing her own hand over mine, and firmly fondling her breast. "Still, there's more to your future than just physical needs being satisfied. I do expect that your parents will change their tune a bit, once the shock wears off, but what if they don't? Have you thought that through?"
"In the last five minutes? No," I laughed. "I'll find a job. Might have to save for a year, but I can still go to school later."
"Oh, I'm not worried about that," she smiled, patting my chest as she sat up. "Money is not the issue. I'm a wealthy widow, remember? We have more than enough to pay for your classes. I'm talking about them cutting themselves out of your life. You'll miss them."
"It had to happen sometime," I observed. "Even in a perfect world, they weren't going to live forever."
"No," she replied, "but this is a little different. We're not talking about losing them to natural causes. We're talking about losing them by their choice. You'll know where they are. That's a powerful distraction."
"You're probably right," I nodded, "but at least I am not going through it alone."
"No, you're not," Brosie smiled. She stood up, and went to check the bedroom door, making sure it was locked. When she turned back to face me, I could see that familiar look in her eyes. Just like our first time together, back on Santorini. Then we had been a secret, just starting the journey that brought us here. Now, we were out in the open. Even my sister and her daughter being in the house wasn't going to stop her, this time.
I watched her peel off her top as she walked back to join me on the bed. That awesome body was now mine to enjoy, anytime I wanted. Her huge tits jiggled in their bra, as she sat beside me on the bed and turned to kiss me, pulling me down to lay atop her.
"I know we've done this, in this room before," she giggled, "but the circumstances have changed. I think a new beginning is in order. Care to help me christen the room?"
I laughed. She hadn't said 'christen the bed'. The last room we christened like this had ended up looking like a tornado had rampaged through it.
This was going to be fun.
Without another word, we began to feast on each other, pawing and kissing with passionate urgency. Clothing flew wildly, tossed away as soon as it was removed. It didn't take long for us both to get naked, and when we were, our pace slowed slightly. Our touches became gentler, caressing each other with love, and stoking the fires inside. We pulled a sheet up over ourselves on the bed and forgot about the world outside this room.
Rolling around the bed, we took turns being on top, kissing and fondling each other happily. My hand found its way between her legs, slipping a finger into her extremely damp cleft. Brosie moaned and grabbed my dick.
"I need this, inside me," she purred, lifting her hips higher. "I can't wait."
I felt the slippery lips of her pussy part as they captured the head of my cock. The warm sensation slid lower, as more and more of my shaft was engulfed by her snug opening. At last, I could feel the tickle of her labia against my balls, as she sat upright, fully impaled.
"Mmmmmm, I think I'm going to like having daily access to your cock, my love," she moaned. "You're definitely going to spoil me."
"I'm spoiling YOU?" I laughed, palming her big tits as they hung before my face. "My first serious relationship, and it's with a woman who's more than I could ever have dreamed. Loving, beautiful, sexy as hell... my Greek goddess. You're worried that I'm spoiling you, huh? I guess we'll just spoil each other."
"You do have a way with words, darling," she smiled, leaning forward. First, I felt the pressure of her breasts against me, then her lips, as she kissed me with passion. I felt her pussy grab my cock tighter, as she lifted her hips, pulling on it before relaxing again to allow it back in smoothly on the down stroke. I just loved it when she did that, and moaned my enjoyment into her kiss. She moaned back, and sat up.
I watched her eyes flutter closed, and she tilted her head up, letting her long dark hair hang fully down the smooth skin of her back. My hands were on her hips and thighs, feeling the firm muscle under them flex and shift as she slowly rose and fell on my shaft. The room was quiet, and I could hear her quivering, excited breathing, building with her arousal.
She was right. Things had changed. This was now our bed, and we were no longer two separate individuals with a shared interest in each other's bodies. We were now one entity, connected at the heart, and that new status was palpable. She was taking her time, as we had no reason to rush.
Truthfully, we not only had no reason to rush, we had no motivation to do so. I could feel the difference, and I'm just a man, so I can only imagine how it must be for a woman. Even in my limited experience with women, I had noticed how much more emotionally perceptive they were. It's one of the things that makes them so maddening, but it also makes them endearing, and an irreplaceable part of our lives.
From my place below her, I could see her orgasm building, like a constant flow of water trapped behind a fragile dam. It was only a matter of time before it broke through.
"Oh my god ohmyGodohmy..." she began, in a whisper of impending release. Her eyes screwed shut again, and I felt the explosion from within, as her pussy clamped down on my hard penis, and she screamed. "Mmmnahn, GNAHHHHHN! YESSSS! YESSSSSS! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK YES!"
Her body bucked wildly in the saddle, and I gripped her waist, holding her up, until she collapsed forward onto my chest, panting for breath. It took a minute for her to recover.
"I was beginning to think that I might never feel this way again," she said softly, resting her head on my shoulder while I held her.
"I wasn't going to give you up, no matter what they said," I replied. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
"Thank you, my dear," she giggled, lifting her head to look at me. "I appreciate the compliment, but I was speaking of something a little deeper... Um, no not your wonderful long cock... I mean something inside me... Oh hell! Everything I say is coming out as a sexual comment! I, um, I mean..."
