Pleasure Brought to Life at Last

In the same instant, I decided to turn the heat up on our motions a bit. Her mouth went agape as I reached inside the lines of her underwear and pulled them across the most sensuous shaped legs of all time. Now at last, we both appeared undressed. No shame, no discomfort, no kept-secrets. Just a physical tension that led us both to our next move. I glanced at her...couldn't believe it, SHAVEN crotch and poised lower lips. They cried out to me in a delectible manner. Our eyes both locked on each other's for one split second before the decision was made to be inside of each other. I dragged her inches nearer to me as she extended her arms upward. In the next second we were attached and in dismay over the sensation of this sudden action. I sat up straight, trying to keep my posture stiff as to support Liana against my body without fault. She sat along the outer edges of my legs and rested her whole self upon my hardness, never avoiding letting the cries of upper level ecstacy that bring forth themselves with energy unseen. After recovering the first meeting of skin through and through, I began the pattern of oh-so-unforgettable in & out movements that caused me to fall into her neck and proceed with a barrage of wet mouth attacks along her neck and chin. And she followed every bit of pumping that I gave with much obliged solemn moans of sexual intent. Her voice rang throughtout that place like a foghorn to me. An audible presence that shouted my name "Jeff, JEFF!" it screamed involuntarily and explained that I was doing my job. She was going wild with it and as each time I looped this exit/re-entry method, I could feel her orgasm and mine coming forth with rage! It was hurting...no...not pain, jubilance! Oh my...I can barely breathe...it's like...
"Aaaaooh!" she wailed in disbelief of the sensation. "Yaaht-oaaah! Oh, Jeff...ah, ah..." Her legs stretching past normality's reach. My muscles tense and draining now at the tail end of her climax and my release of all that laid dormant inside me. Truly, a gem to be treasured she was. I loved this too much, it seemed. I didn't want to ever stop it felt like. It was addicting, a mess of joy and eroticism all in one. We had never felt it before and the very fact that we could feel this way togther forever was about to drive us both crazy. She smiled through her animalistic panting and I rested my forehead on her left shoulder, still humping every so often until the stiffness faded gradually. She was ready to cry but was too busy praising God for the usage of this gift. I let her go softly off of me and back onto her stomach so that I could see her fleshy cheeks aimed up at me. They were soft to the touch. A silky field of fuzz-type hairs goosebumped from excitement upon the very barriers. I rubbed them with my fingertips and kissed along a select few spots. She was still muttering my name in ecstacy, like a song stuck in her head. I grinned in my control and outstretched myself across her back, wiping the liquid away from my genitalia on the sheets behind us. I felt along her lower torso to gain a good hold onto that vagina that felt so good to be inside of. It's tight but just right grip, the way her juices caused me to flow as if flying, just the feel of that meat-like inner skin was a memory all in itself. Nothing else like it. My fingers made several revolutions around her shaven hole, now drenched with fluids and sweat combined. I moved myself up and over to where I could be lined up face to face with her vagina once more. My hands spun her body around and she was ready to cooperate (seeing clearly my present plans.) I gazed more and more at this second pair of lips still catching my breath from the events that were previously done. I edged in closer, catching her scent, causing me to become weak with desire. I could already feel my manhood making a comeback through simply being there, physically with Liana. I placed both my hands on her inner thigh area and started blowing.
"Oha!" she squealed momentarily, not expecting my actions. I continued to blow at her crotch, blowing air that became cold before it reached her. I formed my fingers around the edges of the lips and pryed upon just the tiniest fold of skin. I blew. Ooo, the sensation itself gave her a jolting reflex. I stretched the epidermis back to full extent, revealing every inside inch of exposed flesh and blew, blew, blew! Blowing softly, barely, hardly...and then powerfully, causing her to cringe and whimper in continued ecstacy. The quiet, sexy sounds she was making enticed me beyond belief. My penis became full and in charge of it's path. I sensed the urgency to feel once more what we felt together before. She could see it coming, she felt it. It was turning her on even more. Yes, this was a return...yes...yes!
"YEEESS!! Yes..." she exclaimed feeling the shape of my driving rod back inside of her, ready to take another shot.
We began fluently rocking together into each other until I shifted all her weight sideways suddenly, watching her whole upper torso go dangling over the left side of the queen bed. Her breasts firmer and more agile than ever seemed to defy gravity as if blurring my vision to make it seem like they could be jutting out in slow motion upon my shoving inwards through her vagina. She yelped and sputtered sounds and volumes like I had never heard before, now supporting her top-weight by pressing her hands (arms held stiff) against the carpeted floor as I madly entered that cave with my rigid erection. There was no pause. My right hand's middle fingertip reached her navel and rubbed seperately from my body's momentum. I pulled out once and held it to where only the head of my penis was feeling around inside of her smacking lips, up and down and around. I laid back to the right side, using that elbow for support as I searched around to find her clit and increase the pleasure's value count. She knew it all along too, felt it coming like always. I got a good position set with my fingertips and went to town with it. Her varied cries of joy and rapture now turned into anguish-fed joy and painful sensuality. A firey emotion mixed with such immense pleasure that it can't be held back how no matter what. She sounded like she wanted me to stop but yelled in sexy roars of desire "Yes! YYEEEESSS, aah!! Aaa(huhhu)aaa (hhuhe.)
I was loving it...SO much. To actually know that you're pleasing the woman you love this deeply, is just...

Soon, everything stopped once again. Our hands remained covering every inch of each other in an insane hunger but the climax was reached once more and this time we had to set ourselves up right to even breathe-in correctly. I remember holding her chin up with my hands and being able to just spread the perspiration like bath water across her face it was so intensified. 
We wanted more still, crazy as it may seem but knowing that patience would be key for the time being, there was an expected pause between the both of us. No reason to rush anything now.
I felt her hand reach over and massage my testicles, my abs, my nipples, scratching through the formation of pubic hair. We were so happy together. I was forever proud to say that this wonderful human being was actually my wife. It was just like one of those dreams that people always wake up from and are left dissapointed in. There could be no sadness, no sickness, nothing to bring me down now. I had Liana. I had my wife.

Throughout the rest of that night we went through so much together, proceeding to limitless options in our sexual unfication. 
I felt around with my tongue inside her lovely hollow space and listened to her shout non-stop about every good thing that she was taking in by it.
We stood up together and she jumped into my arms frontward so that I could bounce her up and down as we crashed into walls and pumped each other's insides back and forth. 
We'd kiss and let our tongues form a hammock inside the mouth, bodies pressed together.
This lasted until 5:30 a.m. where we finished a last effort to hump inward while laying side by side. One next to the other. I kept my penis inside of her, pushed in harder than ever, she held it and we fell asleep in each other's arms, each one rubbing the other's skin in some way. Lovingly, so in love. And even as we slipped away into slumber at that moment, she let those eternal words escape at just the right moment, "I- Love -You..." 
And boy did I look pleased, "I love you too, Liana..."

11 years later we're still going strong. Although a lot of it hasn't been at the same level or in the same manner as what was shared on this particular night, but we've made it a personal vow to rebuke the curse that people speak upon marriage in that a sex-life will be ruined or ran dry by boredom of a "same partner." We love each other too much to think of the situation in that sick way. We have two kids. We're a family know, happier than ever before. But still, we don't let anything ruin our personal life. It's all about the right attitude.
Do you love your spouse enough to say the same thing? 
-Jeff