And here we are in the Mature section, and for good reason. Consider yourself warned. This one is short but... well, I hope you enjoy it in any case.
Long live Andith!
Timothy led them through the lounge, past the dining room, beyond a small shop, and into a hall. They passed a sizeable room that appeared to be a library. It too had a glass wall, letting in the outside light and revealing a beautiful view. Along the way they passed an interior glass wall that showed a small indoor swimming pool. Next to it was a door that was labeled spa. "It would seem we have everything we could want," Edith told Anthony.
Leaning down, he whispered, "Yes, but all unnecessary as all I want is you." A shy smirk formed beneath his glittering eyes as he straightened up, not missing a step as they followed Timothy around a corner, into another hall, out a door and to a cottage.
Timothy led them to the door of the little cottage and opened it for them. Anthony led Edith through and they both stopped to take in their room. There were double doors that opened onto the pool area with an infinity pool that seemed to disappear into the lake. Timothy carried their bags through the sitting room into the bedroom and to the benches at the foot of the bed setting them down. Smiling, he asked if they required anything else. Anthony said not and tipped him, sending the young man on his way.
Edith had wandered into the bath and poked her head back out. "I never expected such luxury at a game reserve," she said, obviously delighted.
"I suppose they provide the luxury to entice rich guests, needing the money to pay for the reserve," Anthony responded. He moved to the door of the bath and looked inside. "Oh, this is nice." But his eyes were on Edith by then.
"What shall we do first?" she asked as she left the bath and bounced on the bed, a very naughty expression on her face.
"Oh, I'm sure we can think of something," Anthony replied as he settled next to her.
As Anthony made love to his wife, worshipping and adoring her in each touch and kiss, she was once again filled with wonder that this man was here with her, that he was hers to enjoy and give pleasure to. She had always supposed she would marry but she'd also noticed that while other girls might gush and fawn over the young men that were available, she never found them very interesting. Her sisters had gone on and on about this movie star or that telly actor and she'd listened, wondering what was so special about them. And while she couldn't point to any one thing about Anthony that she felt captivating, she had been drawn to him from the first time she'd seen him. It was the whole package, she surmised, that enchanted her. And right now, in their room at the game reserve, he was being quite enticing.
He had kissed her senseless, had her almost completely naked, and was lying on the bed in a similar state, pulling her on top of him. She giggled as he kissed her on her neck, just beneath her ear. "Find something funny?" he asked softly.
"Just, that tickles a little," she replied as she reached down to find a particularly ticklish place on his side to repay him. He grabbed her arms and held her hands away from his body, his sparkling blue eyes dancing as he looked into her face. "No more of that, I think."
"You started it."
"Yes, well…. I'm stopping it," he said as he seemed to focus on her lips. Reading his intent, Edith leaned down to meet his lips with hers. After a few deep, fervent kisses, she sat back up, her knees on either side of him. She was positioned so that she was resting just below his manhood making it within easy reach. Her hand reached for his neck and meandered down to his chest, firmly rubbing along his torso, her eyes taking him in hungrily. "You are a gorgeous man, Anthony."
He smiled shyly. "Not nearly on your level," he answered huskily.
Drinking in the sight of him again as he lay beneath her, Edith licked her lips. "Oh, I don't know. What I'm seeing is breathtaking."
Anthony smirked at her. "The way you are looking at me makes me feel as if I am the main course of a full course dinner."
"oh, there is no mistaking. You are. And I am a very hungry girl."
Anthony reached up and put his hand behind her neck. Then slowly, he pulled her down toward him. "Then come enjoy your feast, my lady."
As it happened, Edith was very hungry. And Anthony, ever obliging, treated her to course after course of delicious ecstasy. The sight of her undulating in response to his attention had nearly undone him. And seeing her ride wave after wave of bliss, feeling her body's response to him, sent jolts of excitement through him. His hands, more specifically his fingers, had her body in a continuous state of orgasm, or so it seemed. And her condition was quickly sending him into a frenzy.
Edith had lost her sense of balance and fell to the bed, Anthony's fingers still working their magic. And then he was over her, staring down at her, his eyes drinking in the sight of her flushed skin, darkened nipples, and finally, her soaking wet core. His eyes cut back to hers, asking permission and she opened her legs wider as an invitation.
Anthony hovered over her delightful mound, breathing in the scent of her, and then gingerly ran his tongue along the sweet crevice of her womanhood. "Oh god, Edith," he whispered. But Edith didn't respond, at least not verbally, because this new way of teasing was her sole focus. It felt so divinely naughty to have him there, his tongue teasing her as his fingers had done. And it felt so… so warm and strong and…. "oh god," ripped from her as he delved into her, his tongue performing the act that was normally the duty of his manhood. And as it entered her, he licked around, sucking in her sensitive tissue just inside, sending Edith into another wild frenzy of undulations, taking her to the precipice and then over. She could feel Anthony trying to lick or perhaps even drink in the results, which only kept her on edge, ready to fly into another frenzy. She had never felt like this, so…. Alive and in need and satisfied and …. So much. Her skin tingled, her body was tired yet still wanting more. Finally, Anthony trailed kisses up her torso until his body was over hers. Her eyes grew large as she felt his rod at her core. Lifting her hips, she tired to gather him into her, needing him inside. Reading her unspoken request, he slid into her, his entry made easy by his previous activities. He sank deeper and deeper as her body accepted him readily until he was entirely inside, filling her insistently, and allowing his hips to sink into her pelvis to gain that last millimeter of depth and held himself there.
Glancing at his face, Edith knew he was on some other plain of existence, just as she was, somewhere near heaven. She reached around him and took hold of the angular curves of his posterior to push him even deeper. Her fingers kneaded him, once, twice, and then…. he surged into feverish action withdrawing and plunging again and again. Now she was clawing at his cheeks and somewhere in her lust crazed mind knew that he would have scratches as a result but she couldn't stop. He was pounding into her now, again and again, sending both of them higher and higher, until finally a flame burst between them and then an explosion and then…. the frenzy lessened but his pumping continued. And even as he was winding his way down, Edith plunged over the precipice again, one last little flame before her body could do no more and she finally floated back to earth.
