Chapter 14: If Only Us... Chapter 14

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Romance

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When I woke, I really wasn’t sure how long I’d been asleep or if I even was really asleep.  It must have been the clack of the WC door seating itself against the clip on the wall that woke me.  Thank goodness I hadn’t fallen asleep for Virginia’s return.  She ghosted across the room and slid under the covers I held up for her.

She nestled her head up on my chest and folded a knee over my stomach.  She was very warm.  When I flipped the sheet back over her, she tossed it back open and told me to turn on the little night light over the table.  When I did, she rose and took a model’s pose in a tiny scrap of material which did nothing to hide much of anything above or below her waist.

It appeared to be a frosty pink in color with a large band of lace across the bodice and with more lace trim along the top of a little G-string covering up between her legs.  I gave a moan of approval, pulled her back into bed, and lowered my head to her mouth for a kiss; which she returned hungrily.

Her hand found my shorts and completed bringing me to attention with little pats, gropes, and tickles.  I responded immediately by producing the results she desired.  I lowered my head and kissed a little lower.  I encountered the top row of lace across her breasts and stopped.  I had tasted something; peppermint?

“What the hell…”  I said.  “Peppermint?”

“This is what my friend gave me at the wedding shower – edible underwear.  I have peppermint, lime, and strawberry.  If I remember right, you like strawberries very much don’t you?”

“Oh, yeah, right – Paris.  The strawberry bath salt.  Yes, I do so love strawberries.”

“Can I tell her this was a success?”

“Definitely…” munch, “for sure…” munch, “Uhmmmmm – tasty…” slurp.

“Hey!  That’s not part of the outfit kiddo – that’s me!”

“Yeah, I know.  Heh, heh.  Tasty though.”

I chewed my way through the little band of lace and made strides towards removing the ‘material’ over one breast.  All the while Virginia was moaning and mewing like a kitten.  She redoubled her fondling of my shorts but didn’t bare anything yet.  I finished one side and began nibbling at the other.  One strap fell away, followed soon by the other.

I followed a trailing ribbon downwards to finally reach the satin-finished triangle barely covering her pubis.  I tasted it with my tongue, which drew a moan from deep inside her throat.  I lifted an edge of it with my teeth and slid my tongue under to touch the fine hairs it hid.

Virginia reached for the back of my head with her free hand and pulled me closer so I could examine the covering in more detail.  I used my tongue to dampen the confection enough to wear a hole in it.  This was the opening I needed.  With great care, I nipped at it with my lips until I could tear a larger hole with my teeth.  I chewed and swallowed a large portion.

When I probed deeper under the covering, Virginia moaned again, deeply, and pulled at my head to ensure I wouldn’t stop.  This, I decided, needed closer examination.

I sat up, which drew a protest from Virginia until she realized that I was just repositioning along her lengthwise, but with my head at her feet.  This would only be the third time I’ve ever done this to her.  The other two times were rousing successes so this couldn’t miss.  I had also moved so I was outside her and she was against the back of the bunk.  I lifted her top leg and placed it gently over my shoulder.  The tattered ‘cloth’ was askew between her legs and I made fast work of it by pulling at it with my teeth until it tugged free.  I pulled it from my mouth, dropped it to the floor, and regained my former position but with much more access.

I began kissing her gently while she slowly slid her fingers along the length of my erection.

“Mmmm, lover.  I do like it when you get hard.”  She murmured.  “Take these old shorts off, please?”

One handed, I lifted my hips and carefully pulled my shorts off.  I had a little help so they went fast.  I had to admit that things felt better when the pressure of the shorts got to be too much for me.

I resumed my quest for the grail.  Virginia surprised me sometimes.  One time she would be all aglow and want to begin lovemaking immediately and other times she would slowly come to the realization she was being turned on.  She hungrily accepted my kisses and began moving her hips to follow my wandering tongue.

She began kissing my stomach and worked her way down to and took me into her warm mouth.  I matched her ministrations as we each began moaning with inner desires.  Moving in our own little worlds, we brought each other to a peak.

I sensed, rather than felt, she was about to start a climax as her legs stiffened slightly and she gave a little choked scream.  She took a deep breath as she did indeed begin an orgasm.  Her hips pushed into my face as I welcomed her nectar onto my waiting tongue.  She was rendered almost immoveable by her strong orgasm and began gasping for air.  Her climactic struggle eased; she continued as before with me.  She whimpered slightly when my climax began.

She had once told me that when her friend Joanie told her about boys and what happened when they made love, she told Joanie then that she didn’t think she could ever take a boy into her mouth.  That was something that had changed in the years we’d been making love.  She would now do it without a second thought.  I was oh so grateful for that.

Virginia had also told me that she was always a shy girl and to let anyone see her naked sounded horrible.  That definitely had changed in our time together.  I was one damn lucky guy to be the one who first got her naked though.  It took a lot of tenderness, some very slow kisses, a gentle touch or two, and a number of dates in which I ended up back home tossing restlessly in bed.

Now, thank goodness, we even had a license to enjoy what we had taught each other.

With heaving chests and amid gasps of air, I reversed myself while we cooled down; lying back on the sheets.

“Oh … my.  I am really going to miss these sessions when I get bigger and closer to delivery.  The nurse told me we have to stop at about seven months you know?”

“Yeah, you told me.  Did she say anything about other methods?”

“Well, no.  Not really.  She did say that when she had her baby, her husband was a wreck for three months.”

“Three months!  Oh, I see.  You have to have time for recovery too don’t you?  Will you miss me?”

“You’re not going anywhere buster I can tell you that right now.  I’ll keep you happy if we have to do this every hour on the hour.”

“I love it when you talk dirty to me.”

“I am bad, aren’t it?”  She giggled.  “Come up here and hold me tight and don’t let the bed bugs bite.”

She pushed herself up into a half-sitting position on the pillow and allowed my head to fall on her stomach.  I turned and kissed her navel and then kissed each nipple in turn.

“You are a real man, my husband.  Certainly not one of those cardboard heroes that run around school beating their breasts and trying to impress girls.  You know, I loved you the minute I first saw you in the teen club that night we met.  I told my best friend I was going to marry you and so I did.”

“And, so you did.  I hope you won’t think I’m rude, but I’m about asleep right now.  Your warm belly, the sound of the rails, and the hum and buzz of voice atonals are putting me to sleep.”

“Goodnight my love.”

She kissed the top of my head and we intertwined our fingers.  We drifted to sleep.


Submitted: May 23, 2013

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"This, I decided, needed closer examination." Wit and lovemaking, what a piece!

Fri, November 15th, 2013 9:00pm


See! Edible underwear. I chuckled over this chapter in several places and decided to leave in the bonmots.

Fri, November 15th, 2013 1:21pm

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