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Recollections
Written by: Kaadorix
M/F, F/F and a whole lot more
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Chapter 10: "Matrimony"
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-*- Monday, May 16, 2011 -*-
-*- Napa, California -*-
(Six Years Ago // Flashback)
My pulse was racing as I stood at the large picture window
of our honeymoon cottage and, in all honesty, openly gawked
and leered at my newlywed bride. Alexa was just outside
following a morning dip in our private pool at this peaceful,
amazing resort, cleansing herself in the _alfresco shower_.
A three-quarter enclosed structure with weathered, silvery
gray stone walls, Alexa fell in love with the outdoor shower
and its pebbled, tiled floor from the very moment we first
arrived here from Kansas for our extended honeymoon seven days
ago. For Alexa, there was something to be said about washing
her morning cares and worries away in the great outdoors.
Yet for me, as I stood at the window, there was something to
be said about watching Alexa in this moment and simply admiring
her unparalleled beauty. The 19-year-old looked incredibly sexy
in her purple and black two-piece bikini, with its racerback
crop top design and cheeky thong G-string. Sunlight blared down
on her shoulders as she suds her upper torso, particularly her
breasts, with lathered hands. I soon took in a deep breath and
suppressed a harsh moan when Alexa gathered the hand-held shower
nozzle and, after tilting her blonde head back, let the water
cascade and rinse her slender, taut body from the neck down.
Bubbles of soap trickled down her skin in clumped rivulets.
I freely admit it. I am not bashful. I had a full-blown
erection watching Alexa as she took her shower outdoors. But
then again, this was our honeymoon. When had I NOT had an
erection since that wild first night together as husband and
wife, eight days ago, at _Madrid Theatre_ in Kansas City?
Unable to resist temptation any further, I tugged my boxer
shorts downward and stepped out of them. This exclusive
honeymoon resort, with its eight various cottages spread out
over the lushest, most stunning landscape, offered the utmost
in privacy. I had absolutely no fear of being seen by anyone
else as I then rushed outside, naked as a jaybird, and went
directly into the partially open alfresco shower.
Alexa squealed and giggled in surprise when I grabbed her
with both hands and spun her around, so her back was to me.
"Jeremy, what are you doing?" she then gasped as I captured
the side straps of her bikini bottom and yanked it downward.
But Alexa already knew, and was one step ahead of me. She
reached back and spread her sweet, little asscheeks apart
with both hands as I latched onto either side of her waistline.
Alexa let loose with a pair of low, guttural groans as I
wasted no time and quickly began thrusting into her pussy from
behind. She bent completely over at the waist and held onto the
small stone ledge in front of her where her shampoo and other
cleaning essentials were. "That's MY big cock!" Alexa sexily
grunted, claiming ownership, as she began to jam her hips
backward, meeting every one of my thrusts with erotic force.
For a moment, I concentrated on the pink bow that helped
pin a good portion of the long, sumptuous blonde hair up on
the back of Alexa's head. But then, without a word, I took
the shower nozzle and aimed it at her back, her neck, her
shoulders, that hair, as our bodies banged together furiously.
Alexa was really wailing and squealing now as she stared
back over her shoulder at me, her blue eyes glazed over with
pure, wanton lust. Again I stayed silent, looking down for
a brief instant to watch my hard shaft as it invaded her
tight, velvety depths. I was already short of breath.
"Oh my God, that feels so GOOOOOD..." Alexa drawled out.
"Oh, Jeremy! Fuck! FUCK!"
Alexa's pleasure was my desire. I leaned over and crawled
up her body with my lips, soon rubbing my chest against her
back exactly the way she loved, all the while still pounding
my arousal deep and fast into her. I reached around and pawed
at my wife's breasts through the bikini top. I then settled
my mouth over the nape of her neck and sank my teeth just hard
enough that she gasped. A sweet, needful gasp. I slid one
hand underneath Alexa's abdomen, then lower, to the tender,
wet crease between her thighs, and applied extra pressure.
"Yes. Oh God, yes! Jeremy..."
My own head snapped back as I struggled for breath, and I
thrust harder, deeper, filling her so completely until I felt
an orgasm grip me. In a breathtaking instant, my mind was
driven into a sea of ecstasy. Alexa cried out in her very
own release, arching, straining, rocking against me. We rode
the proverbial roller coaster until the last shudder of my
own, extended orgasm rampaged throughout my body.
In the aftermath, I dropped to one knee and buried my face
in the small of Alexa's back as she reached for my hand. The
19-year-old seemed to be purring with absolute gratification.
I closed my eyes and breathed deeply.
"How many times have we had sex since arriving here for our
honeymoon last Monday?" was her spirited, playful question.
"Too many to count," I answered honestly.
Alexa giggled. "But STILL not enough!"
* * *
I could not believe that Alexa and I were married! We just
met each other less than 11 months ago.
"I, Jeremy, take you, Alexa, to be my friend, my lover,
the mother of my children and my lawfully wedded wife. I
will be yours in times of plenty and in times of want, in
times of sickness and in times of health, in times of joy
and in times of sorrow, in times of failure and in times of
triumph. I promise to cherish and respect you, to care and
protect you, to comfort and encourage you, and stay with you,
for all of eternity."
"Jeremy, in finding you, my dreams have come true. In
your love, I have found a home for my heart and soul. I,
Alexa, take you, Jeremy, to be my husband, my constant
friend, my faithful partner and the love of my life. In the
presence of God, our families and friends, I promise to be
your faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good
times and in bad, in happiness as well as in sadness. I
will cherish our friendship and love you today, tomorrow
and forever. Whatever may come I will always be there for
you. As I have given you my hand to hold, so too I give
you my life to keep. So help me God."
I will never forgot the heartfelt and emotional vows that
Alexa and I exchanged eight days ago at _Madrid Theatre_, one
of Kansas City's most popular and beautiful wedding locations,
centered right in the heart of downtown. The Theatre's old
world decor and two-level floor structure provided a magical
setting for our wedding ceremony and ample space for the 300
guests in attendance. It also doubled as the venue for our
wedding reception and party afterward.
Likewise, Alexa and I spent the evening there as well,
kicking off our _happily ever after_ in storybook style in
its lavish bridal suite, where we put the exclamation point
(and a very steamy one at that) on our wedding night.
And now, we found ourselves in the middle of our honeymoon
in Napa, California, some 50 miles north of San Francisco.
I suppose not many things about the relationship I had with
Alexa could be considered typical. There was, of course, the
age difference. It would always be there. I was the older
and successful, 37-year-old family physician living in small
town America. Alexa was the 19-year-old college girl who
went to a major university known for its party atmosphere.
I liked steak and french fries. Alexa was a vegen. I liked
rock music from the 1980's. Alexa enjoyed listening to...
well, I don't know what they call today's music.
(But trust me, I am trying my damndest to learn.)
Yet she and I clicked together on so many different levels.
We were different in certain ways, very similar in others,
but perfectly matched. I did not consider us typical at all.
So why should our honeymoon have been typical? I rarely
consumed alcohol and, at age 19, Alexa was not even legally
permitted to do so (nor would I allow her). I mean, really,
what more suitable place was there for Alexa and I to celebrate
our honeymoon than right in the middle of Wine Country USA?
Truth be told, I originally wanted to go to someplace like
Hawaii, or The Bahamas. If not a tropical location with
beaches and endless sunshine, I would have been equally happy
with a European sightseeing tour. A trip to Santorini in
Greece, and Sorrento, Rome, Capri and Pompeii in Italy.
Places that I had always dreamed of one day visiting.
But I deferred to Alexa, and she was quite adamant in her
desire to have our honeymoon take place here in Northern
California. Alexa had an aunt and uncle (Becky and Kyle) who
spent their honeymoon in Napa Valley way back in 1990, and
they still rave about how wonderful it was in the current day.
Becky and Kyle, in fact, come back here every other year on
vacation. Alexa had her heart set on Napa, and I was not
about to disappoint her. I would never disappoint her.
And now I can honestly say that there could not have been
a better location in the whole, wide world for us to spend
our honeymoon than _The Cottages of Napa Valley_.
What looked like a quaint, little villa at initial glance
was actually quite spacious inside. A king-sized bed was set
up much higher than a standard bed, and it was the unquestioned
centerpiece. So magnificent and fluffy. A few feet away was a
gas fireplace that kept the cottage nice and toasty during the
chilly spring evenings. There was a sofa, two reclining chairs,
a coffee table and a small kitchenette. It had a small,
circular table with two chairs and enough accessories and
appliances for a get-away. But this was Napa, so who was eating
in? The washroom was even better. There was a shower on one
side, and the deepest tub I had ever seen on the other.
Just outside was the alfresco shower, of course, and a fire
pit, a heated spa and the huge, luxurious swimming pool. The
large trees that blanketed the property were incredible and the
cottage itself, needless to say, was perfect in every sense of
the word. Alexa and I felt secluded and had total privacy, yet
we were only a 10 to 15 minute drive away from all of the
sightseeing and attractions that we could possibly handle.
Every morning, we had coffee and delicious, yummy pastries
and fruit delivered right to our door from _Bouchon's Bakery_
in nearby Yountville. What a way to start the day!
After I took my own shower earlier this morning, I stepped
out into the main room of the honeymoon cottage and found my
wife sitting at the kitchen table wearing my t-shirt from last
night and her sleeping shorts. Alexa had her smartphone out and
away from her face, and I automatically assumed that she was
in the midst of a three-way conversation with her best friend
(Merissa) and their mutual friend (Sarah) from back home.
They had been talking a lot together during our honeymoon.
"Well?" Alexa said into the smartphone, still holding it
away from her. Did she have it on speaker again? Regardless,
Alexa had her feet tucked beneath her legs. She soon noticed
me, and her face immediately lit up like a Christmas tree.
"As I said," came Sarah's voice through the loud speaker,
"we talked. All we did was talk."
Alexa tossed her hand into the air. "Seriously, Sarah?
All of this is caused by a talk?" Not wanting to disturb, I
smiled and gently kissed Alexa on the side of her forehead.
"You sound happier than I've ever heard you. Not buying it."
"Cut her some slack, Lexi," came Merissa's voice. Indeed,
another three-way telephone call between these good friends
featuring _girl talk_. "It's okay if all Sarah and Matthew
did was talk. Depending on what they said, sometimes talking
can be a much bigger deal than having sex."
"I agree," Sarah concurred. "When I fall in love, I mean,
REALLY fall in love, I'm going to wait to have sex."
Alexa threw her head back and laughed, loud and hearty.
"You have no idea what you'll do, Sarah." Alexa placed the
phone across the table and brought her knee up to her chest.
"I thought that way too, but there was no way I could have
waited any longer to be in Jeremy's arms when he and I first
had sex last September. True love is like this amazing,
all-consuming force that sneaks up on you and changes all in
your life, how you think and perceive everything around you.
It just totally sweeps you away. And you have no idea how
you will react when it happens. I mean, look at me."
"I gotta say, I totally agree," Merissa offered. "I agree
with Sarah, too. There's some value in waiting to have sex."
Alexa laughed. "Are you trying to tell us that you and
Matthew haven't had sex yet?"
"Seriously, Lexi?" Sarah sighed. "You ask me that all of
the time. No, no and no. And no again. I have told you
time after time that Matthew and I are really good friends."
Alexa made a face. "You sleep in his dorm room sometimes."
"We're friends. We watch movies and hang out, play video
games together," Sarah tried to explain.
"You're lying!" Alexa playfully retorted. "There is no
way, Sarah, you and Matthew have held back from the big bang!"
"The big bang, Lexi?" Merissa sounded perplexed. "Can't it
be a little more romantic, like the big love, the big night?"
"Your sweetness is showing, Merissa," Sarah commented.
"I've got it!" Merissa exclaimed. "The deep impact! Or...
or since Lexi is in California now, the big wave!"
"Well, Lexi did say that she and Jeremy actually went
surfing in the ocean. How about the big O?" Sarah laughed.
"Surfer words! I got this! I went surfing five years ago
when my family took a vacation to Florida." Merissa paused
momentarily. "Pumping the pipe! Riding the bomb! Or how
about... banging the barrel?"
Alexa held back a laugh. "That's not very romantic,
Merissa!" She again made a face and shook her head at me. I
enjoyed listening to these girls banter back and forth.
"Matthew and I kissed last night, okay?" Sarah confessed.
"One wonderful, mind-blowing, earth-shattering kiss." I
even heard Sarah exhale loudly through the speakerphone.
"There. I said it."
"Wow," was all Merissa responded.
"Mind-blowing?" Alexa inquired, twisting the ends of her
long hair around a fingertip. "A mind-blowing kiss? Hmmmmm,
tell me more. I like mind-blowing kisses."
Merissa was laughing now. "Says the girl who is on her
dream honeymoon right now with that incredible hunk of a man
you have the honor of calling your husband!" My eyes went
wide as Merissa added, "You want to hear about mind-blowing
kisses between Sarah and Matthew when you and Dreamy McMeat
are probably trading hundreds of them every single day?"
I tilted my head and silently mouthed the words to Alexa,
"Incredible hunk of a man? Dreamy... McMeat?"
Alexa giggled. "You know, Merissa, Jeremy is right here,
and he hears you. I have you on speakerphone, you know."
"Hi Jeremy!" Merissa cheerfully greeted.
"Hi!" Sarah offered.
"How's married life?" Merissa asked. "You having a good
time with Lexi? Keeping her out of trouble?"
"He better have Lexi on a leash out there."
Alexa scoffed wildly. "SARAH!"
"Hey girls," I chuckled.
Alexa came up with a proper retort to Sarah's playful
comment about her being kept on a leash. "Sarah, sweetie,
did you go down on Matthew last night too?"
"Lexi!" Merissa snapped, but then laughed.
"What? There ain't no better way to get through to a man
than that. Trust me, I know. Just sayin'." Alexa held up a
bottle of nail polish and pretended to suck it, her blue eyes
playful and mischievous as she snickered my way.
"Blowjobs should be reserved until the guy has pleasured
you so much, and did everything that he can to satisfy you,
that you can barely stand to have him on top of you any more,"
Merissa noted. "A little hand and tongue action, and PRESTO!
Happy guy, happy girl. Good night now, turn out the lights."
Alexa shook her head. "SAYS THE GIRL who practically lives
with her fiance's cock in her mouth! Merissa, you're so full
of it. You've sucked Grayson off for hours before."
"And you've done the same to Jeremy." Merissa suddenly
laughed. "Say it, Jeremy! Both you and I know she has!"
She laughed yet again. "Do me a favor, Jeremy, and make sure
Lexi comes back from the honeymoon with a baby in her tummy!"
"WHOA," I said in response, but liking that idea.
Alexa sneered. "Merissa, shut your mouth! Even if I get
pregnant, it will not change me or my outlook on life, and I
will STILL take great pleasure in pestering you and Sarah to
no ends! This is what I do. And I'm good at it. Now, Sarah.
Tell us about how you went down on Matthew last night."
Sarah seemed exasperated. "I'm sorry I said anything.
Matthew and I are not like that! We're just friends. Yes,
we kissed, but it's still in the non-steamy stages for us.
I'm not getting married like you did, Lexi, and I don't see
myself sporting a big engagement ring on my finger like
Merissa does any time soon."
"Oh, honey, you know I'm just teasing you," Alexa grinned.
"You do it to me all the time, but sometimes you don't like
taking it yourself. When are you going to see Matthew again?"
"Tonight."
Alexa smiled dreamily. "Jeremy left me another little love
letter, and I found it this morning."
"Oh? Tell us what it said!" Merissa seemed eager to know.
Alexa smiled again as she picked up the tiny, square note I
left attached to the refrigerator late last evening. "Ever
since we met each other, I have felt that I am living in
Heaven because I have an angel by my side. I love you."
"Oh, that's so sweet!" Merissa gushed. "Why can't Grayson
do nice, little things like that for me too?"
Alexa looked my way and silently conveyed, "Because he is an
asshole?" Alexa would never say that for fear of upsetting
Merissa, obviously, but she did not care for Merissa's fiance,
Grayson, one bit. Then again, neither did I. I thought Merissa
deserved a much better guy than that walking time bomb.
"Grayson comes across as a bit of a player," Sarah mused,
which caused Merissa to shriek in disagreement. "Grayson
doesn't exactly seem to be the type of guy who is interested
in long-term relationships. He's not going to do sweet and
tender things like Jeremy does, because he doesn't have the
experience. Nor does he have that mindset, I think."
"Grayson loves me!" Merissa defended him.
Alexa crossed her arms on the table and rested her forehead
on them, trying to reel in her dissatisfaction. Actually, she
and Merissa had gotten into some fairly heated arguments about
Grayson over the past several months. Alexa did not see his
appeal, nor did she trust him. At all.
"Lexi, you know what I got now?"
"What?" She picked her head up.
"Doughnut muffins from _Perky's_," Merissa responded. "Five
of 'em, even. Hmmmmm, I'm gonna be in sugar heaven today!"
Alexa giggled. "You're gonna make Jeremy jealous!"
My new wife and I (God, I love calling Alexa _MY WIFE_) had
been pretty active and occupied during our honeymoon thus far.
In addition to the constant, amazing, raw sex, which had taken
place nearly every day since our arrival last week, Alexa and
I took a train ride from San Francisco to Napa one afternoon,
where we enjoyed a gourmet lunch and toured a local vineyard.
Then there was the helicopter tour on another day, which
began in Napa and took us all throughout the San Francisco
Bay Area. We were treated to views of the city, the Golden
Gate Bridge, Alcatraz and, of course, Napa's rolling vineyards.
Likewise, Alexa and I partook in a hot air balloon ride, too.
We also spent a day at _Skyline Wilderness Park_, conquering
its most challenging hiking trail, a 7-1/2 mile jaunt that
took just over three hours. The vigorous uphill climb to the
sugarloaf summit was intense, but well worth it with the
astonishing views of Napa Valley and its beautiful vistas as
the end reward. We also enjoyed a few rounds of golf, which
was actually quite amusing. Alexa is a terrible golfer!
There was the guided kayak tour, paddling our way down the
Russian River that winds through Sonoma County, and a day-long
trip to Pescadero State Beach just south of San Francisco.
Quiet and beautiful, the beach in Pescadero featured sandy
coves, rocky cliffs, tide pools, surfing swells and picnic
facilities. Best of all, the beach gave me an avenue to gawk
at Alexa in a bikini all day long! Enjoying a bonfire in the
fire pit come nightfall was especially fun. Bonus, on the
other side of the highway was Pescadero Marsh Natural Preserve,
a great spot for nature lovers and bird watchers.
And we still had five more days until it was time to go
back to Kansas and begin the rest of our lives together.
"I cannot wait to go scuba diving tomorrow!" Alexa sat on
the edge of the king-sized bed in our honeymoon cottage in a
purple fitness top and a pair of black spandex leggings that
made her tiny waist seem even smaller. She fell onto her back,
kicked her feet up in the air and wiggled her pink, polished
toenails. "Can we just stay here, Jeremy, and never go home?"
I stood in the closet, trying to come up with a suitable
shirt for our forthcoming date. "I must admit, it's pretty
amazing here. But if we stayed and never went back to Kansas,
you would miss your mom and dad too much. And Merissa."
"I miss Merissa," Alexa said with a pouty frown, sitting
up. "She is my partner in crime. I will be happy to get back
home to her, at least. And my parents too, of course."
I smiled at her. "Merissa is your best friend. You sure
did yak it up with her and Sarah on the telephone earlier."
Alexa crossed her arms and stared a hole through me. "Yak
it up, Jeremy? Really? Your sweet, newlywed wife... YAKS?"
"Like a superstar."
Alexa jumped off the bed and tried to tackle me in the
closet. Playful wrestling aside, Alexa grabbed my forearm
and proclaimed, "Oh my God. Jeremy. Look! There is
something on your face. WHAT in the world is that?"
"What?" I asked, suddenly concerned.
"MY LIPS!" Alexa giggled, kissing my cheek.
"You certainly do keep things lively and interesting," I
then conceded with a grin. "You have so much energy, honey,
that I'm surprised you haven't worn me out yet on this
honeymoon. I'm actually keeping up pretty good with you."
"Oh, I'm surprised too." I fluffed out her purple,
workout-style top and grinned at the three big, bold words
etched all over its front. _BUT FIRST COFFEE_. "You like
my shirt, baby? I wear this at the gym sometimes."
"So cute," I nodded, stepping out the main part of the
cottage. I retrieved a small gift for Alexa that I had
previously stashed away in the cupboard. "I got you a
little something for our date, honey. Flowers."
Alexa sighed and scooted over to me, quickly taking the
red roses and sniffing them. "I'm swooning already."
"You kids have fun," I grumbled, imitating her father, Bob.
That was Bob's standard line every time I took Alexa out when
we were dating. Funny thing is, I am actually older than him!
Indeed, I had a good six month head-start on Alexa's father.
But soon, my stomach flip-flopped as I noticed that Alexa was
wearing a handmade pair of tornado glass twirl earrings. The
same, exact pair that I given to her during our second date
together some 11 months ago while out on my sailboat one
evening out on Lake Quivira. They were not very expensive or
extravagant at all, yet I remembered them immediately.
My eyes warmed as I reached beneath her hair and touched
the blue earrings. "You kept them."
"Of course I did." Alexa was beaming. "The first ever
present you gave to me. I will always keep them."
"It's amazing how something so small and trivial can evoke
so many wonderful memories." I held Alexa's hand as we walked
out to the rental car. "Remember that night on the lake? The
old, married couple came by us on my sailboat while we were
kissing and cuddling on the sun deck? They actually asked us
if we were okay, and if we needed any help."
Alexa sneered, her sarcastic, yet equally playful demeanor
on full display. "I think they were concerned that you were
going to suck my face off."
"What?" I laughed. "With kisses?"
"Yeah."
"You were the one sucking MY face off, honey."
There was a stretch of silence as I drove out of the
vacation resort and retreat, keeping my eyes trained on the
not-too-familiar road in front of me. Clearly, we were not
in Kansas anymore! Alexa reached for my hand. I loved the
fact that she was always so eager and quick to touch me. I
glanced over at her for an instant and smiled.
Alexa squeezed my hand and leaned over when I stopped at a
red light and offered me yet another kiss across the console.
"I'm so incredibly happy that we're married now, Jeremy."
"I told you long ago that I'm the only guy you will ever
need. Your well-being is my priority."
Alexa huffed. "I sound like one of your patients."
I chuckled inwardly. "You and I should play doctor
sometime. I've got a really big stethoscope."
"Yeah, I know," she mumbled, quickly gazing out the window.
Yet when I laughed, so did Alexa. She slapped at my shoulder.
"Shut up, Jeremy! You big ox!" Alexa took a deep breath and
sighed. "Where are we going, anyway? Yountville?"
"For the first part of our date, yes."
"Okay, Dr. Love. Sounds perfect."
The rest of the ride was filled with pleasant conversation
about our honeymoon thus far, the movie we saw last night at
the theater and, surprisingly, Merissa's personal love life.
Alexa did not like Grayson, Merissa's sudden fiance, whatsoever.
If I did not know any better, I would have thought that Alexa
was jealous of Grayson and secretly sought a love affair with
Merissa, her best friend. But that was crazy talk, wasn't it?
Yountville was a tourist trap if there ever was one. It
was full of small inns and luxurious hotels catering to those
who preferred to be able to walk rather than drive to their
lodgings after dinner. Washington Street was littered with
countless shops and tasting rooms, and the small, tiny town
was home to one of the most well-traveled foodie strips in
the entire country. Yountville had a very relaxed, laid-back
vibe to it, and drew tourists in like a powerful magnet.
Alexa and I blended into the crowd seamlessly, walking arm
and arm, meandering in and out of the shops in town.
"It's so nice being with you like this," I offered, tipping
a leather hat atop my head and gazing into the mirror.
Alexa crooked an eyebrow. "You a cowboy now?"
I whipped the hat off and placed it upon her head. "What
could be sexier than Alexa [Last Name] in leather? Now,
that's a fantasy that needs to become a reality."
Alexa took the hat off and picked up a pair of ass-less
leather chaps. "Two can play that fantasy too, Jeremy."
She dangled the crude garment before me. "I'm sure your
elderly female patients would LOVE seeing you in these!"
Yet again, Alexa then pulled me into her arms and kissed
me. My libido roared. My heart felt close to bursting.
Alexa had been totally ravenous since our wedding night, a
spitball of zest and energy, but in no way was I complaining.
Finally able to be with the absolute girl of my dreams in
the way I wanted, I felt elated. I brushed Alexa's blonde
hair from her eyes and smiled down at her.
I initiated the kiss this time, right there in the middle
of the crowded leather shop, and did not really care who saw
us, or what they thought. Our bodies fit together perfectly.
My hold on her tightened. I had an erection once again, and
pressed it to her belly. Alexa giggled. I would move Heaven
and Earth if need be just to be with this girl. My mind
danced with happy notions and gave way to total bliss.
When our lips parted, I kept Alexa close. I put my arm
around her shoulder and headed back out into the crowd. I led
her toward the patio of a restaurant with colorful umbrellas.
"I tried to make reservations, but they didn't take them."
"We could be here for awhile," Alexa commented, leaning
around me and gazing at the long line of people ahead of us.
"That's okay. Unless you got a hot date to get to?"
Alexa snickered. "I do, actually."
I glanced across the street. "We could always go there."
Alexa followed my gaze and her face quickly scrunched up.
"THERE? You want to eat at _McDonald's_?"
"There won't be any wait and I'm in the mood for a Big Mac,"
I proclaimed, pulling her across the street.
"Oh, alright," she relented. "You've wowed me enough lately
with expensive dinners and special moments. I suppose you can
splurge and have your Big Mac. I'll get a salad or something."
We ordered our lunch from the fast-food giant and actually
ate as we window-shopped. I again put my arm around Alexa and
kissed her temple. "I've been on an emotional overload for the
past eight days, ever since we got married. If I gush and kiss
on you too much, honey, or hold you too close, just push me
away. Let me know, and push me away please."
"Okay. Got it!" Alexa tilted her head upon my arm and
sighed. "But if I do any of those things - gush or kiss you
too much, Jeremy - can you please just go with it? I've never
been able to handle rejection very well."
"Deal." Wow, I was having the time of my life! But doesn't
pretty much everyone say that about their honeymoon? Every
little thing about this trip had been absolutely perfect!
"Oh God, really?" I asked as Alexa soon pulled me into a
tattoo parlor. I did not have any tattoos. Neither did Alexa,
but I was well aware of the fact she liked the way they looked.
"Hey, you guys." Behind the counter was a goth-looking young
woman with pale-white skin, gaudy lip and nose rings, and heavy
earrings dangling from each of her lobes. She had on a long,
jet-black cotton skirt which matched her hair and an army-green
tank-top. The silver bangles clinked on her wrist as she got
up to greet us. "Are you here looking to get some tats?"
"No needles for me." Alexa crinkled her nose at the idea,
yet those blue eyes were filled with pure mayhem and mischief.
"But I thought it would be fun to try to convince my husband
to get one." Alexa pushed me toward the young lady, clearly a
tattoo artist, who was sizing the two of us up.
"I would do anything for you, sweetheart, but a tattoo?
That may be pushing the boundaries a bit."
"Wait a second. You two must be NEWLYWEDS!" The girl -
Paige, it said on her name badge - crossed her arms and smiled
at Alexa, who suddenly turned a cute shade of pink.
"We are," I advised her. "Enjoying our honeymoon here, all
the way from Kansas. Apparently, HONEYMOON to Alexa must mean
needles and permanent ink."
Paige drew in a breath and flung her wrist at us. "Awwwww,
newlyweds are adorable! I've got just the thing for you two."
She went behind the counter and brought out a stool. "Sit."
I eyed Alexa and motioned toward the stool. "Go ahead."
Alexa pushed me forward. "Come on. You're the man."
With a feigned sigh, I sat on the stool, legs wide, and
pulled Alexa between us. "If I have to be tortured, you're
staying right here with me."
"I've never inked someone against their will," Paige smiled.
"Lucky for you, I do henna tats, too."
"A henna tattoo? On me?" I shook my head. Weren't they
temporary, yet sometimes professional tattoos that little
kids often got, and could scrub off with enough soap and
water? "What do I look like to you? 12?"
"No, you're thirty-something and manly enough to pull it
off," Paige stated as Alexa leaned in to kiss me. She knew
that I would do whatever she asked me. There was no doubt.
"You may like it so much that one day," Paige added, "you
might just decide to get a permanent one."
"I doubt that. It will come off by tomorrow when we go
scuba diving in the Pacific." I took a deep breath and
glared at my amused wife. "So, what am I getting today?
_Property of Alexa_ across my chest?"
Paige smirked. "That usually goes across the backside."
Alexa brought a hand to her mouth and choked playfully.
"Actually, if anyone was to get a tattoo like that on their
backside, it would HAVE to be Alexa. _Property of Jeremy_."
Alexa smacked my thigh. "You're a pig!"
I chuckled. "How about an outline of a red heart with
your name in the middle?" I flexed my right arm tightly.
"Right here, on my bicep?"
Alexa buried her face in my neck. "I'd love that."
20 minutes and one new fresh, albeit temporary, tattoo
later, Alexa and I headed back out into town. It was as if
she had attached herself to my side like a velcro strip, and
I could not be any happier. "Let's go down here," I said.
I helped her off of the boardwalk and onto the sand. Then
we walked hand in hand down to the edge of the beautiful,
sprawling lake in Veteran's Memorial Park. There were a few
couples relaxing there, but I had another place in mind. I
actually led Alexa beneath the boardwalk, the pier itself,
and she showed no hesitation whatsoever.
There was nothing particularly unique or fancy about the
underside of the Yountville pier. The pilings were old and
uneven, spiking out of the ground at odd angles, but bracing
the ancient pier regardless. The smell of marine life, damp
earth and fried foods from the nearby eateries lingered in
the air. But to me, all I could do was think about getting
my arms around Alexa. I had to feel her.
Footsteps and voices rained down through the slats of the
pier from above. I pulled Alexa's hips close and buried my
hands in her hair, cupping the back of her head. Her skin
was red-hot, her blue eyes smoky and heavy-lidded.
"Goddess." The nickname came naturally and rolled off of my
tongue, laced with anticipation. I bumped my nose against hers
and ran my thumb across her lower lip. "I love you so much."
"Kiss me," she begged.
Our lips crashed together, tongues probing, seeking,
exploring, and pulling a needy moan from deep within my lungs.
Kissing Alexa was my undoing. My hands traveled up her back,
down her rib cage, over her sexy, athletic curves, stopping
at the waistband of her black spandex leggings. I slipped a
pair of fingers beneath the material and gently caressed her
backside as my mouth captured her own lustful groans. Eight
days ago, I pledged my heart and soul, and the rest of my
existence, to this amazing woman. Kissing her, just being
around her, left no doubt that I made the right decision.
I reluctantly drew back and touched my forehead to hers.
We were both breathing hard, our bodies plastered together
from chest to thigh. My heart was pumping wildly yet again,
and I figured the same could be said for her, too.
"I promise to give you everything you'd ever want out of
life. I swear, Alexa. I do. Everything you could want."
She gazed into my eyes with pure love. "I already have
what I want out of life. Everything else is gravy now."
I took her hand in mine. My thumb moved in slow, tender
circles around her wrist. Alexa's sky blue eyes darkened as
I drew my mouth to hers again. I kissed her gently, slow
and deep, with the silent promises of all I had to give of
myself, my heart, and the rest of my life.
"Jeremy," she whispered a moment later. "Take me back to
the hotel. Please."
* * *
I slid my hands around Alexa's waist and nibbled on her
neck as she fumbled with the keys to the door of our cottage.
"God, I love how you taste." I could lose myself in the
scent of Alexa's skin, the gentle curve of her shoulder and,
oh yes, the way she squirmed her hips against me when I sucked
her earlobe into my mouth. It was sinful. Alexa's body
stilled when I ran my tongue along the shell of her ear.
She exhaled loudly and tilted the back of her head into
my chest. I gathered her hair over one shoulder and lowered
my mouth to the nape of Alexa's neck, grazing my teeth over her
delicate skin. I turned her in my arms and backed her up to
the door. She dropped the keys and they hit the patio with a
heavy thump as I took her lower lip between my teeth and
applied gentle pressure. Alexa sucked in a breath as I
hooked my hand around her thigh and pulled her knee up to my
waist. I rocked my hips against her torso as my lips slid
along the length of her collarbone.
Alexa was so incredibly sexy, digging her hands into my
hair and guiding my mouth back to hers. We kissed fervently,
passionately. When our lips parted a moment later, every
muscle in my body was tight and Alexa was panting heavily. Her
hands grasped my shoulders as I knelt and retrieved the keys.
I teased my fingers up the center of Alexa's legs, sensing
her breathing quicken as they traversed to the joining of her
thighs, and spread my fingers wide. My fingertips grazed
the underside of her spandex leggings, indicating where I
really wanted to be (and soon actually WOULD be). I could
feel Alexa's heat through the damp material and pulled her
forehead to my chest, exhaling her name.
"Alexa." I smiled deeply and then said, "Lexi..."
She lifted her eyes to mine. They had gone smoldering and
sensuous. I could get lost in their wild passion, but down
deep, I sensed love. The emotions in her eyes were so raw
and fierce, so devoted, that it momentarily stalled me.
I managed to open the door. The honeymoon cottage was
dark and quiet as I set the keys on the kitchen counter and
folded my wife into my arms. Our lips met in a tender kiss as
I lifted Alexa and she circled her legs around my waist. In
just a few determined steps we were at the bed and I lowered
her to it, my body going down at the same time. Lying on top
of Alexa, my thighs between hers, my arousal nice and snug
upon her center, the firm cushion of her breasts touching my
chest brought forth a rush of undeniable excitement. I fisted
my hands deeper in her hair and intensified the kiss. Her
long, slender fingers moved up and down my spine, gently
urging me on as she lifted her hips up off the mattress.
But my spicy, little bride had different ideas. She shoved me
off of her and spoke in a sultry, lush tone, "Now take your cock
out so I can suck it like I did out by the pool last night."
"You are RAVENOUS!" I commented with a chuckle, echoing the
thought from earlier, already unbuckling my belt and sliding my
trousers down my hips and thighs. "I love it."
"That's MY cock!" Alexa proclaimed once more, biting her lip
as I held a full erection before her eyes. "MY cock..."
I placed my shaft onto her extended tongue. "And this is MY
mouth," I countered, cupping the back of her head and beginning
to move in and out between her lips. Not expecting this, Alexa
struggled to breathe for a moment but kept her eyes wide open.
My pelvis came and went, filling her mouth until my erection was
pressed against the back of her throat and then receding only
until its very tip remained between her lips.
Alexa settled onto the bed, her knees beneath her, hunching
over and taking my shaft into her right hand. She controlled
the pace now, spitting on the head of my hard cock and busily
frigging it with her skillful hand as her blonde head began to
bob up and down over it. "That's MY cock," she repeated,
before tilting her head upward and gazing into my eyes.
I withdrew my member from that exquisite mouth for just a
moment, long enough to lift the purple workout shirt over
her head and dispose of her sports bra as well. My breath
caught in my throat at the sight of Alexa, bare breasted and
perfect, now only wearing the skintight, adhering spandex
fabric that showed off the curves of her hips and thighs.
"Oh, Lexi, that's so nice," I murmured, slipping my cock
back into its rightful place and moving in and out of her
mouth gently. I did not push the limits of Alexa's gag reflux
until, overcome with delicious sensations, I simply could not
help it, attempting to slide myself right down her throat.
Alexa did gag, but I chose not to let up for several seconds.
Then I pulled out and allowed my young wife to recover her
breath, but as soon as she had, I said, "Open." I immediately
returned my cock to her willing mouth and began with the gentle
thrusts again. Alexa had settled down now, her hands idle at
her sides, allowing me to use her sweet, little mouth whatever
way I saw fit. She gazed up at me, still seated on her knees,
with a loving, submissive gleam in her eyes.
I pulled my cock out of her mouth. "Kiss my balls, honey."
I grasped my erection with my right hand and held it up and
out of the way, and watched Alexa lean in and swipe at both of
my testicles with her tongue. She nuzzled the sensitive flesh
with her lips and sucked gently, her eyes still fixated on me.
"You're beautiful, baby. Beautiful." I shed my shirt and
tossed it clear across the room. "Oh, keep sucking my balls,
baby. Keep sucking them." I reached down and covered her
hand with mine and then she turned away from me, her cheeks
flushed red with embarrassment. "You're spectacular, Lexi.
Don't go shy on me now. Come on, keep going."
Her tongue swept across her lower lip as she looked up at
me. I smiled, knowing she acted shy on purpose. "You're a
little vixen." Over the past several months, she had turned
into an expert cocksucker as well. "Come here, honey."
Instead I seized control, moving over Alexa, nudging her
thighs open with a knee. I licked a path down the center of
her breasts, fondling both as I trailed open-mouthed kisses
to the underside of each one and feeling her body shudder
beneath me. I teased slow circles around one taut nipple,
feeling it tighten under my tongue. I kissed my way to the
other breast and took its nipple into my mouth as well,
sucking, dragging my teeth over the delicate skin just the
way she loved. Alexa inhaled air between gritted teeth,
undulating her hips against my torso, as my hands gripped
either side of her spandex leggings.
I peeled them downward, toward her knees, and then Alexa
helped me remove them entirely by nudging them off with a
foot. I latched onto her rib cage and held her in place as my
tongue explored the crease of her panties. Alexa squirmed
in a highly seductive manner that made me want to turn more
forceful and dominant with her. Yet I held off for now,
licking her pussy through the damp material of her panties.
Alexa's eyes were closed as she reveled in the sensations
underneath me, her fingernails digging into my shoulders.
Alexa gripped my arm and then brought that hand to her
mouth as the heat in her eyes reached its boiling point.
She circled two fingers with her tongue, then sucked them
into her mouth and even twirled her tongue over them. The
move nearly sent me over the edge. I ripped her panties
from her body and threw them to the floor. I used my hips
to spread her thighs further apart as she reclined all the
way back but then arched up, giving me better access to
taste and torment her into even more of a needful, writhing
wife. I lifted Alexa's hips in my hands and devoured her,
plunging my tongue far and deep, then swiping at her
swollen, little clitoris with a slow, seductive assault.
Every stroke brought a hard, breathless gasp from her.
"Alright, Lexi," I said, suddenly rising up. "I'm going
to fuck you now." Alexa gasped and her eyes flickered at
those words. "Just like we did earlier, outside in the
alfresco shower. Get up and put your hands on the edge of
the bed for me, and arch your back."
My pulse again raced as I watched Alexa get into position,
her head bent and her ass up, literally being presented to
me on the silver platter that I had always fantasized about.
I busily frigged my cock with my right hand, wanting the
feeling of having Alexa so close and loyal to last forever.
My ultimate fantasy would be to one day perform anal sex on
her; damn, THAT ASS - it was so small and tiny, yet enhanced,
muscular even, through many years of athletics and rigorous
exercise. That ass of hers was beyond perfect! Unfortunately,
Alexa did not really seem all too interested in gifting her
anal cherry to me. The idea did not intrigue her in the
slightest, and I respected that.
Perhaps I could get her to change her mind in the future,
but as for now, I stepped forward and brought my cock to the
opening of her pussy as she was still bent over at the edge
of the bed. Alexa gave a soft, happy cry, followed by a
whimper as I pushed in. She was already incredibly wet and
I was able to slide in without much of an issue. I then put
my hands on her sweet ass and began to thrust with abandon.
"This is MY pussy!" I roared, playing her game too.
Almost instantly, Alexa was shouting. "I'm gonna cum!"
"Not yet, baby," I pleaded with her. "Oh, Lexi... oh,
you're so tight. No, I'll cum too."
"I can't stop it!" she cried out.
"Holy fuck..." I muttered, my brain stuck, scrambled.
And just a few seconds later, I felt an orgasm ripping
through my testicles. I came too, with wild, haphazard motions
of my hips and legs, as Alexa rumbled in unison beneath me.
Just like our entire honeymoon, this was amazing. I grunted
and shot a full load deep within her little, fertile womb.
"Oh my," I said, as I held Alexa atop my lap upon the bed
afterward. "My God, Lexi. You feel so good."
She took my face in her hands and sought my mouth with her
own. "You don't feel so bad yourself." She then giggled and
snuggled her head in my chest. "It's only two o'clock in the
afternoon. What are we going to do the rest of the day? I
know you planned on taking me someplace other than Yountville."
I smiled at her. "I vote we stay in bed all day."
Alexa's face lit up. "And cuddle?"
"Among other things," I chuckled, before hugging her.
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