Our bodies unentwined as we rolled onto our backs breathing heavily. The bliss of orgasmic sex surging through us.
Laying there I looked across to her and into her beautiful brown eyes. They are eyes that you can get lost in. Eyes with a world inside them. Eyes that can tell a thousand stories.
"I love you." I whispered.
Mariah flashed her incredibly gorgeous smile. Cheekily she responded, "why?"
I'd never thought deeply about articulating what it was that I'd fallen in love with but I'd never felt this way about anyone else in my life. I was truly in love with her.
"I suppose I love you for who you are." Inspired by her beauty I continued on. "You're the most kind and gentle person I've ever meet. You always think the best of people and you never speak badly about others."
Her smile grew bigger. She began to blush.
"I love the way you care about me. I love the way you make time for your family and care about those close to you."
"That's so sweet" she said as she leant over and pecked a kiss on my cheek.
"And you're sexy. I love you because you're sexy too." She giggled and threw her arms around me as we lay in bed cuddling.
Mariah and I had met a few years earlier, a friend Steve was dating her sister Erin and when she walked into a party my eyes couldn't look away from her. She was nearly 6 foot tall with long dark brown hair that curled gently. She was tall and skinny but not without shape. She had a great figure with a sexy curve to her hips and a nice ass with plenty to sink your hands in. She didn't have large breasts but when I did finally get her undressed I enjoyed their perky shape and there was enough for a full hand to squeeze.
Although we'd met a few years earlier I had had to wait before we were finally together. Despite my many advances she was always hesitant to take our relationship beyond the friend zone. Although she was always warm and friendly with me, she seemed cautious to let someone close. Whether by my charm or merely persistence she eventually agreed to dinner and the rest is history. We've been living together a year now.
Despite the delay in getting her in the sack, we made up for lost time. For someone who comes across very conservative, she prefers a night spent hanging out with family over a night of drinking in the clubs, she was very liberated with her sexuality.
Sure, you had to push her buttons to get her turned on, but once the switch was flicked, she was on and up for anything. A true lady in the street but freak in the bed.
Pushing her buttons generally involved some sweet and tender kisses, some tickles along her back and then I'll slide off her panties and go to work enjoying her pussy.
I'm not sure who enjoys it more, me or her, but I love going down on her. Tasting her juices and licking all around her hot wet pussy. I eat her out until she's begging for my cock, then I eat her out a little more. By the time I start fucking her she's about ready to burst.
"We've got family dinner tomorrow night." She said as we lay in the glow of our romance.
Mariah was from a close family and she loved them dearly. She was the 2nd of 4 children. She had an older sister, Erin. After her was Samantha, who was only minutes older than her twin brother, Jesse.
Although Mariah was happy to make a home with me, it was like I had stolen her away from her parents and her family home. She made every effort to be back for family dinners as often as she could. I didn't mind. They'd always made me feel welcome and were great company.
"Sorry babe, I've got a work event that the boss wants me to go to. I only found out about it today."
"Oh no! You're going to be missed!"
"Yeah, I'm going to miss it too." I responded.
I ran my hand under the sheets and onto her thigh. She looked and smiled at me. I smiled back. I was ready for more.
I slide my hand further. Her pussy had gone dry but was still warm. I pressed firmly on the outer lips of her pussy. Using my palm I pressed on her mons. She spread her legs welcoming me to go further. After a few moments of getting her going again I slide my finger down to her vagina to feel that she'd quickly got wet again.
With the assistance of her natural lube my finger went to work again on her clit. Two fingers pressing firmly and moving in a circular movement.
"Come on baby. Come over here." She was ready and so was I. Twice in a night wasn't common but it was to be enjoyed.
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I knew family night was important to Mariah. I'd twisted the bosses arm and I'd gotten out of the work event. I'd kept it secret and rocked up to the family home in the suburbs in London's west unannounced.
Walking through the front door I let out a loud hello.
"Josh! Mariah said you couldn't make it." Mariah's mother Susan greeted me with a surprised look and a smile.
I gave her a kiss on the cheek, "wouldn't miss it."
Mariah's mother Susan was a peculiar woman. She mixed equal parts of grace and forthrightness that made for an interesting character. The type who could give you a warm hug while telling you that you need to get your act together.
She had an aged beauty to her, you could tell she must have been a real looker in her day. Time and sun had weathered her skin which still maintained a tanned glow. She had a good figure albeit with a few extra kilos, as you'd expect from a woman who had raised 4 children. I suppose all the breastfeeding made for a nice set of jugs on her.
The twins still lived at home with their parents while Erin had moved out with Steve.
Erin was also there for family dinner although I noticed Erin was alone. Again.
"Steve not here?" I asked.
"No" she responded with some exasperation. "He's on another work trip. Hong Kong this time I think."
Steve had been in a new job about a year and it had a very demanding travel load. I'd noticed it was having an effect on their relationship and Erin's response only confirmed that.
Steve didn't seem to mind being away though. He enjoyed the perks of travel. Staying in
fancy hotels while wining and dining at works expense. That, and I had my suspicions he had a mistress or two dotted around the globe.
"That's a shame." I responded. "Feels like I haven't seen him in ages."
"Me too." Erin's disappointment was noticeable.
"It was a fun night on the weekend." I remarked trying to change the subject. When Steve was in town the two of them were known for throwing great parties.
"Yeah, but I still haven't cleaned up. No help from Steve of course." Despite my attempt to change the subject away from Steve her frustration kept arising.
"Is there something I could help with?"
"Well actually there are a few things too heavy for me to put away. If you could help move them that'd be much appreciated. Steve isn't back until next week."
"I think I could manage that. I'll be around tomorrow after work." They lived nearby and the small detour wouldn't be a burden.
Mariah's younger sister, Samantha entered the room. Samantha, as she typically did at family dinner, was under dressed for the occasion. Wearing an old pair of shorts and a t-shirt that had a fit that gave me the impression it was actually someone else's.
Despite the less than flattering attire, the shorts showed off her impressive body. She was shorter than Mariah but was still tall about 5'9". She wasn't as slim as Mariah, her body was thicker. She was toned and muscular. She had strong thighs, toned calves and the most seductively curvaceous hips and ass.
Her body was like a white version of Beyonce crossed with Serena Williams. Well, maybe not, but I couldn't help but find myself gawking at her body whenever I thought my staring would go unnoticed. In this instance I was looking at her shorts struggling to contain her thick ass.
