Tomorrow's Woman

Completion

Her breathing hitched, but she did as ordered. In the passage of a few minutes of undressing she was delivered of all coverings and stood barefoot before me in a display of feminine splendor.

Taking her hand, I led her into the bedroom. Reaching the bed, I lifted her at the waist and laid her forward across it on her belly.

In alarm she started to push up, but I was already over her on my hands and knees and growling into her ear I said, “Lay down.”

She instantly slumped flat to the bed once more. Sweeping her hair to the side, I pressed a deep kiss to the silken skin on the back of her neck.

She was fighting not to moan and I overruled her by none too gently sinking my teeth into a grip of what I had just been kissing. There was no stopping her moan, then and with fascination I watched her fingers grip like claws into the bed’s coverlet.

I released my bite and wetly licked the spot before dragging my tongue down her spine both licking and kissing as I went. Her breathing was heavy and as I reached the small of her back and pressed a deep kiss into it, she moaned more deeply than I’d heard her do yet.

It was a sound of pure beauty. Pulling my head back I gazed down upon her perfectly proportioned ass that was displayed beneath me in surrender and whistled, “Honey you are one beautiful girl.”

I was really speechless for anything else to say as my head lowered to kiss first one cheek and then the other. My hands found them then and I delighted in the warmly contoured suppleness of her ass.

I knew it would scare her, but unable to resist I split her cheeks widely apart and lowered my lips to kiss wetly at the top of her crack and then made my way down it one kiss at a time until her tightly constricted bottom entrance was beneath my mouth. It was my turn to groan as I imagined in full how tight and hotly warm the flesh I kissed would feel upon my c**k one day when I decided to invade her here and stake my claim to even the most tenderly vulnerable part of her anatomy.

I wetly probed with my tongue for a moment fully initiating her to what would occur one day in the future if my words from earlier hadn’t been convincing enough already. She made no protest, but remained a quivering mass of nerves beneath me.

I let the full cheeks of her bottom glide closed and kissed her bottom entrance goodbye even as my thumbs stroked rhythmically along the crease on either side where the cheeks of her bottom met her lusciously appointed thighs that had the perfect fullness to them that a man could ask for. The spicy smell of a woman highly aroused against her will or not rose pungently to greet my ever lowering invasion of her.

I licked her sheath from behind and she abruptly cried out. I did it again and she started panting.

I’d wanted to go all the way to her perfect toes in my exploration of her, but right now I simply couldn’t deny myself the joy of her receiving and feeling pleasure. I swept backward off the bed and gripping a hold of her I flipped her.

I groaned as I took in the sway of her passion laden breasts that I hadn’t even gotten a chance to suckle yet, but right now the part of her that needed suckled the most was at the very core of her body. Pulling her forward as I knelt by the bed, I guided her soft and well formed calves to spill over the back of my shoulders even as my mouth fell open upon the hotly wet entrance of her womanhood.

Sessina screamed and with force her hands came to my head, but not to push it away. Chuckling, I swept my tongue into her tasting the essence of my wife for the first time.

I could truly become drunk on the taste of her and as she screamed and bucked against my mouth with orgasm after orgasm that is exactly what I did. Pulling back from the open wet heat of her womanhood, I breathed out in an appreciative sigh of wonder at what I saw.

“Only You, God, could make anything this beautiful!”

My gaze swept up the passion blushed body of a woman crafted for intense lovemaking. Her head was raised and she was looking at me even as her body shifted and rubbed rhythmically upon the sheets of the bed in clear evidence of the stark want for what only I could provide.

Her voice hoarse from the screams of pleasure that I had evoked out of her almost effortlessly for going on an hour now she begged, “Please! I…. Please!”

“Please what Sessina?”

Conscious thought looked difficult for her to manage right now. In frustration as her body continued to rub on the sheets she hit the bed with a fist and said, “I don’t know, but just please!”

“Are you ready for me to make you my wife?”

Her body stilled and as her gaze came to mine through the valley of her breasts, she said with readied assurance, “Yes!”

I let her gripping thighs fall off from my shoulders and I rose up to stand before her. Her gaze immediately rooted upon my shaft that was dribbling again with the desire this woman effortlessly evoked in me.

“Okay, honey.”

Her gaze rose to mine and shyly she hitched up further onto the bed and then she did the sweetest thing. She split her full thighs widely apart for me.

She was completely welcoming me to take her. It was sweet and yet my desire for her in the moment wasn’t based in sweetness.

I wanted her. I wanted her savagely.

I didn’t know how to express it though, because I didn’t want to turn down the sweetness of her gesture. I was a man suddenly bound up by two conflicting desires.

To mount her as she was or to mount her as I most desired to. It was odd how I’d already come to the point of being willing to satisfy her desires over my own.

She must’ve seen the conflict in me, as she once more writhed on the bed with the superior passion, her body was endowed with, she asked, “I… do you want me to… a different way?”

Closing my eyes, I wiped at my sweaty face even as I groaned out, “Yes, I do.”

She rocked my world then. She came up off the bed and before I knew it, she was pressed against me from toe to n****e.

My eyes flared open just in time to feel her arms come around my neck as she leaned up on tiptoe to kiss me. It was the kiss of a passionate woman and I groaned all the harder with the need to be in this woman and firmly dominating all the beauty that I saw in her.

Her lips broke away and pulling back her face even as her full breasts smashed their erect tips into my curly chest hair, she asked, “How do you want me?”

Gazing into her passionately infused dark brown eyes, I said just as darkly, “Like a stallion takes a mare.”

Her already flushed face grew even hotter still, but she didn’t break eye contact. Whispering, she spoke, “If you could please answer one question first before I… before I become your mare.”

I grew still inside, “Yes, what is it?”

A tear slipped down her cheek, “I don’t even know your name.”

Feeling like the worst kind of awful, I said, “Aaron. It’s Aaron.”

“Aaron, as from the Bible?”

I nodded.

She nodded and then leaning forward, she kissed my chest over top of my heart.

“What was that for?”

Not looking up, she said, “Thank you for giving me pleasure. I…. I don’t think many men would have waited as long as you have. Your touch…. your touch on me…. I can freely feel that you mean to give me the pleasure that you have. Thank you.”

She looked up as even more tears came spiraling down her cheeks. Stuttering she said, “Thank you for coming back with me. Thank you for risking your life for my family and thank you for being again as you’ve been with me. I didn’t know there could be so much pleasure. You didn’t have to give it to me, but because you did, I know…. I see that I can trust you. I can trust you with everything that there is about me. I’ll be your wife. I…… I….. I’ll be the mare to your stallion whenever you want me.”

Still crying then from the high emotions she was feeling she turned away and exited my grasp as she mounted onto the bed before me, until at the very center she stopped to fully present me with the erotic sight of her ass at the ready.

This is what I had wanted the most. This open submission to me.

It was like both sweet wine and the strongest of all alcohols to view the preciousness of her willing submission to my possession of her. It was more than I deserved, but in a word, it was the perfect way it was meant to be between a male and his female.

Mounting onto the bed I came up behind a woman lusciously appointed for s*x. I drank in the supple curved down arch of her spine that was in a word sublime.

I stroked my hands out onto her back and the arch of it became even deeper. She lowered herself onto her elbows and as my hands stroked across her back I gazed with heavy desire upon her ass as it was upturned and openly displayed before me.

My hands eased her thighs further apart and I made way into the space provided between her legs. I nudged my shaft into the open wet heat of her sheath’s entrance from behind.

Groaning, I eased down as there was simply one more thing I had to do first. I had to give this sweet girl another orgasm.

My mouth opened on her even as my tongue licked deeply between the folds of her entrance even as my actions were in imitation of what an actual stallion would do to a mare before he mounted her. Sessina’s body jerked, but she remained poised in the position that I had placed her in and even in this I read a submission of will.

I heard her though, as my tongue swirled and drank of her even as my finger began directly stimulating the little bud of pleasure to the front of her sheath that was currently swelled to complete fullness. Within moments she came apart at the seams and I relished the sounds of her delirious pleasure as she cried out into the covers of the bed.

Rising up behind her I positioned my shaft. Her head had fallen forward to the bed and with a savage need to make sure she didn’t go anywhere in order to escape my possession I reached forward across her deeply arched back and wrapped my fist fully into her mane of dark black raven colored hair.

I pulled and her head craned backward up off the bed even as my other hand settled in a tight grip over her widely curved hip. There was no more waiting. I had no more gentleness in me.

I pushed forward with a will to dominate and met with the solid resistance of a very tight virgin. Wetly she gave way and then I was tearing through the sweet vestiges of her virginity and she was jerking against both my holds upon her, but it did her no good as without mercy, I opened her body up with the heat of my shaft until there was none left of me to press into her.

Oh, she was tight!

Enamored with the sheer glory of her passage of heat and wetly pressed constriction I pulled myself, partly out only to ram all the way back in again. I could hear her crying and I knew from the stiffness of her body that she was feeling anything but pleasure right now as I plundered her all the way to the gate of her womb.

My hold on her hair kept her back arched just right for my full possession of her and her hips weren't going anywhere. Savagely I made my way into her tight depths three more times and still she was pulling against my grasp on her hair.

Fully encased in her I released my grip on her hip and brought my cupped hand down hard on her right ass cheek that wasn’t obscured by my groin. She jerked, but had nowhere to go.

I moved my hand gripping her hair to the side and her head turned to me partially and gutturally I growled, “Submit to me!”

She was violently angry I could see that. What a woman!

Hot words were rising to her lips and to forestall them I lifted my hand again in a clear threat to her ass and the words she’d been about to speak stopped. She stopped pulling against my hold on her hair too.

I let go of her hair and sure enough obstinate girl that she was, she started to try to pull forward and off of my shaft that gored her to the hilt. Shaking my head, I raised my left hand and brought it down with a spank to her left cheek even harder than the one before to her right cheek.

She cried out and all effort to move away from me stopped. It was brutal, but she had to learn.

Reaching forward I pushed and her shoulders crashed to the bed, but my shaft kept her ass held high. Taking a hold of both of her hips tightly, then I began to make my way fully in and out of the hot canal that would one day play host to the passage of my children.

Easing in and out as deeply as I wished to go I satisfied a deep urge of my being to be deeply in this woman and as I slowly filled her repetitively again and again her cries of pain and anger faded to something else.

I could feel her body, discovering the pleasure of being a woman filled by the thick shaft of her mate. Where there had been tears of pain and coughs of frustration suddenly there was the heat of a woman experiencing pleasure and pushing back against it in search for more.

I let myself go then and as I bucked dominantly into her then she clamped about me in a squeeze that made me see stars, even as with rock hard determination I shoved my way through the tightness of her orgasm to bury my shaft as deep as I could get it so that my spraying seed bathed the opening gates of her womb as we were both rocked to the cores of our being by our simultaneous orgasm. I emptied myself into her and with a groan of delight remained buried to the hilt in her still constricting sheath that pressed tightly all about me.

I’d been savage in my taking of her, but she was built to take it. I wanted nothing more than to remain pressed deeply into her as I was, but with the completion of orgasm also came the awareness of the need to care for what I had abused.

I pulled out and laying down onto the bed, I pulled her in against me. Her upper breast spilled across my rib cage as I brought her alongside of me.

She wouldn’t look at me. I wondered for several long moments as to how much I may have damaged the relationship with my passion.

All my fears were erased, then when shyly she let her upper leg slide out over the top of mine in what felt more like a caress than anything else. I cozied her in against me a little more and before I knew it sleep had claimed a hold of both of us.