RILAYA ANNIVERSARY
"Maya, you are my love, heart, and beautiful wife; our sixth wedding anniversary is here." "We made it. Look at us, Peaches, sitting in this alcove at our favorite restaurant, where the owners know us by name, and the staff knows exactly how to make us feel like royalty. We've made it here together, from childhood friends to lovers, from high school sweethearts to college wives, and finally, to this table, our private little nook in this sea of elegance and sophistication." Riley smiled.
"And you, Honey, my love, look stunning tonight. I can't take my eyes off you, that sundress you're wearing, the color purple on a perfect summer day, and how the fabric drapes over your curves. I can see the lace of your bra peeking out from the top and the thought of what lies underneath; I feel my heart race and my pussy throb." Maya sighed.
"I can't believe it's been six years since we said 'I do,'" you say, your voice soft and sensual, like a whisper in my ear. "It feels like just yesterday we were sneaking off to the bathroom during lunch to make out." Maya continued. "I remember that," Riley says, her voice low and sweet. "I also remember how you used to sneak into my bedroom window at night, stripping down to wearing nothing but a smile and that little blue thong you loved so much."
"Oh, you mean this one?" Maya asked, standing up and turning around, giving Riley a view of that perfect ass of hers encased in the thong. "I still have it, you know." "Fuck, Peaches," her voice caught in her throat. "You're gonna make me cum in my thong right here," Riley whispered.
"Well, that would be a shame," Maya said, walking over to Riley and straddling her lap. "Because I have a much better use for that pussy of yours." She leaned in. Her lips brushed against Riley's, her tongue tracing the outline of my lips. Maya opened her mouth, inviting Riley's tongue to dance with mine, our kiss deepening, growing more passionate. I can feel Riley's nipples hardening against my chest, and I know she can feel my pussy getting wet.
"I want you, Honey," Maya whispered, her breath hot against Riley's ear. "I want you to fuck me right here, right now." Riley doesn't need to be told twice. She reached down, her fingers tracing the curve of Maya's ass, feeling the heat radiating from her pussy. Riley slipped her fingers beneath the fabric of Maya's thong, feeling her wetness.
"Oh, fuck, Honey," Maya moaned, her head thrown back, her eyes closed in ecstasy. "Yes, yes, just like that." Riley slipped a finger inside, feeling Maya's pussy clench around her fingers as Riley stroked her G-spot, feeling her wetness coating my fingers, and I knew she was ready.
"Do it, Honey," Maya begged, her voice trembling. "Fuck me, please." Riley doesn't hesitate. She stood up, lifting Maya with her, Maya's legs wrapped around my waist, her pussy pressed against Riley's pussy. "Oh, fuck, yes," Maya cried out, her voice loud and raw, echoing through the alcove. "Yes, yes, fuck me, Honey, fuck me hard."
We move together, rubbing our pussies together, and our love juices running down our legs.
"I'm gonna cum, Honey," Maya gasped, her voice breathless. "I'm gonna cum so hard for you." "Do it, baby," Riley told her, "Cum for me, Peaches, cum for me now." And then Maya did, her body shuddering and convulsing as you both experienced an awesome orgasm.
Both stood there, panting and gasping, their bodies pressed together, their hearts racing. Then they heard the sound of applause, and we looked up to see our server standing there with a smile.
"Happy anniversary," she said, her voice warm and genuine. "I hope you enjoyed your meal."
"Oh, we did," Riley said, still breathless. "We most certainly did!"