Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx, Yorkshire England.
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A card arrived through the post with an invitation for us to attend a Naming Ceremony at the Oakwell Hall not far from Leeds. Naomi, my wife, of course accepted and then told me about it. I was not that bothered, it was okay by me, I knew most of her family and it would be an opportunity to meet the few I didn't. The child in question belonged to Naomi's auntie's daughter and was a girl and was to be called Rebecca. A naming ceremony is a sort of non-religious Christening and as our family has a diverse nature with many varieties of religion and non-religion represented, Steve and Chelsea, Naomi's cousin, had opted for the safe route of a non-denominal event.
I don't drive, my eyesight has deteriorated such that whilst I could drive, I don't want to, just to be on the safe side. That means that Naomi drives everywhere and so she never drinks if we go out. Except when we go to a do, then we book a hotel room and Naomi can drink. And she makes up for lost time, boy oh boy does she drink, and that is okay by me, she ferries us around teetotal for the rest of the year, so when we get the opportunity for her to drink, I have no issue with it whatsoever.
We went into town and rummaged for a suitable gift and decided on a soft play climb set. It would help Rebecca develop over the next months, she was six months old already, so pretty aware of what was going on around her by all accounts, and a bottle of gin for Chelsea and a single malt for Steve. Job done, we nipped into Wetherspoons, I had a curry and Naomi had a Sticky Chicken. All very civilised.
Stephanie, Naomi's mum, came round for a cup of tea and a chat. Were we going to the do, yes we were, were we staying, yes we were. Stephanie decided that she would stay too, that way she could also have a drink, we could meet up for breakfast and then go our own separate ways. Stephanie is only eighteen years older than Naomi, and is looking very good for her age, a little midriff weight, but then don't most of us? She is quite bubbly in her personality and is usually the life and soul of a party, she has certainly livened things up on the few family do's that we have hosted.
The day of the do arrived. We had packed our 'do' clothes in a case and were travelling in simple dress for Naomi and slacks and shirt for me. We checked in at the Hall and went up to our room, a mini suite, it had a small seating area as well as the bed area. Just gave us more room and was only a few pounds extra.
I opened my case and left it open on the sofa, Naomi went into the bathroom, I heard the shower go. I stripped and looked through the bathroom door, Naomi was in the shower. I followed her and stood behind her in the shower, startling her as I rubbed gel on her back.
"You silly bugger Chris, you nearly gave me a heart attack," she said.
"Well, if I had, then chest massage would have been fun," I answered rubbing the gel in long strokes up and down her back, and then my hands sliding around her sides and cupping her breasts.
"Mmm," Naomi murmured as my soapy fingers tweaked her nipples, my hard dick poking at her arse crease, my knees bending trying to get down and hit my real target.
"Wash me first, we can shag later on a towel on the bed, let's just get clean first," Naomi said, rebuffing my shower approach.
I grabbed the scrunchie from her hand and poured some gel on it, and I rubbed all across her shoulders and then down her back, into the crack of her arses, my finger working her sphincter, and then more gently underneath.
Naomi turned around and I washed her pits and sides and then her breasts and stomach and then used my finger in the crease of her sex, dipping partially inside, but not going past my first knuckle, I was on a promise and didn't want to spoil that upcoming pleasure.
Naomi was done and we changed places, Naomi washing my back, starting at my shoulders and working down to my crack and washing in between my cheeks, her finger pressing at my sphincter as I had at hers. She turned me round and washed my chest and then my pits and sides, before soaping my balls and washing my cock, pulling my foreskin back to give me a really good cleanse.
We rinsed and then stood face to face on a bathmat and dried each other gently before tossing the wet towels to one side and heading to the bedroom. Naomi lay on the counterpane and I knelt between her ankles and leant forward, my tongue easing her petals apart and running along the valley of her sex, her arousal filling my nostrils with her sweet musk, my tongue lapping at her salty excretions.
"Oh baby, yes," Naomi murmured as my tongue flicked at her clitoris. I readied two fingers and gently eased them under my chin to her entrance and softly pressed, her warmth engulfing them as I entered deeper and deeper inside, my teeth nibbling at her clitoris, her soft sighs rolling around the hotel room as I tongued her as my fingers wiggled and waggled inside her.
How did it feel, as a woman, to have someone inside your body? It must be strange I decided. To be inside a body was a magnificent feeling, a feeling not so much of possession, but more of permission.
"Oh God yes baby," Naomi gasped as I flicked her clitoris as my fingers delved inside seeking the little scratch inside that tickles her desires. I eased my fingers out and pulled away, covering her, my dick pressing at her folds. She leant down and grasped my dick, and I had that wonderfully erotic sensation as she wiped my dick along her crease before pressing at her entrance. I knew what was expected and I pushed, my dick sliding past her folds and pushing in deeper than my fingers had been.
Inside her and her hands pressed at my shoulders, finger nails digging into my flesh, her breath hot and sweet in my face. She wrapped her legs around my buttocks and pressed, my dick in as far as it could go, her gasp loud to my ears.
I eased back a little, and then a little more, each movement causing her to gasp, and then a little more, and I was almost out, one more move and I would be. I looked into her eyes and with as much speed and force as I could, I drove back inside her, her mouth opening to a perfect 'O' as she gasped, yes, yes her voice saying as we rutted on the hotel bed, faster and faster I went, my balls feeling a tightness, a deep twinge at my root that I resisted, not yet, no, not yet.
Naomi's fingernails were sharp on my back, her heels seemed pointed not round as they pressed into my buttocks as we shagged a shag of love. My root was insisting, my balls were pressurised and ready to go, there was no further delay, and with a roar my dick sprayed the inside of my wife, my spurts filling her womb and fanny, draining my balls and leaving us both gasping for breath, Naomi's fanny squeezing my cock as her orgasm rolled through.
We both slept for about an hour and then Naomi's phone pinged, a text message from her mum. She dived into bathroom first and cleaned herself up, and then I followed and washed my dick and generally cleaned myself after our exertions. Naomi was wearing stockings under her sequin sparkled dress and had forgone knickers, a twinkle in her eye showing me a promise for later.
I put my dress shirt on and then spent five minutes trying to do up my dickie bow. No jacket as it wasn't really formal but we both enjoyed dressing up and cared not a jot what others wore. I slipped the room key card into my back pocket and we went to the lift to go down to the do.
Stephanie slipped her arm through mine as we entered to function room.
"You're late, what have you naughty two been up to?" She asked.
"Oh now, wouldn't you like to know? I might even tell you later," I laughed in reply.
We went across and found Chelsea and Steve and hugged and kissed them.
"No idea where Rebecca is," Chelsea said, "lost in a sea of aunties and uncles somewhere."
"We have gifts," Naomi said, "should we add them to the pile and you can sort them out later?"
"Oh thank you so much, yes please."
I headed to the bar, using my room key to charge, I got a Vodka and Tonic for Naomi and a Gin and slimline for Stephanie. I had a diet coke, I was pacing myself. I had decided that every other drink for me would be alcohol free, and I started on the every other.
