All it took was one look at my gorgeous, sexy husband Trevor and I knew that he was the one, and that I'd found the man for me. Tall, fair-haired, and ridiculously handsome, with teasing pale blue eyes and a body to die for, I just couldn't resist him.
I'm not even ashamed to admit, considering the way the sparks were flying between us from the minute we first met, that we wound up in bed together the night of our first date. A blind date that our friend's had arranged, that I'd almost cancelled, because I really wasn't into being set up. But now I can't tell you how glad I am that I showed up that night to meet the man of my dreams.
Halfway through our meal, with his fiery hot gaze burning into mine, both of us breathing hard, already anticipating what was to come -- hopefully both of us. With two clinks, we dropped our forks onto our plates, and forgot all about finishing our steaks.
As Trevor ate me up with his eyes, when he waved his hand in the air and called for the bill, I felt my pussy clenching so hard, I'm not sure how I managed to keep breathing.
Then as we waited for the waiter to return with his credit card, with his eyes locked on mine, Trevor lifted my hand to his lips and sucked my index finger slowly into the heat of his mouth. Teasing me with taunting little twirls of his tongue, letting me know exactly what he intended to do with my quivering pussy as well as my aching clit. I couldn't stop whimpering as he toyed with me, and I swear I almost came where I sat.
Once we got upstairs to our hotel room -- after kissing each other silly in the elevator -- too anxious to wait, or even exchange a few words, like animals in heat, we tore at each other's clothes till we were naked, eyeing each other's bodies and desperately panting.
And let me tell you, Trevor really had it going on, tall and broad shouldered, with a rock hard -- and with a cock that nearly had me weeping, he was just so thick and long.
And wow, that first night together was so wild we did things I didn't even know were possible.
The man was just so insatiable. I loved the way his eyes bored into mine nearly burning me alive, as his long hard weapon pushed deep into my pussy, stretching my tender flesh just to the edge of pain, till he had me gasping and clawing at his back.
Shifting my hips to try and fit him better, the most delicious stinging sensation I'd ever felt washed through me, morphing almost magically into the most indescribable wave of pleasure, till finally he had every inch of me quaking, and my heart nearly pounding right out of my chest.
When I came, it was so overpowering, I could feel my pussy letting go and bathing his cock in what felt like a river of my juice, as I violently shuddered and shook, trying to remember how to breathe.
Then if that wasn't enough, when he growled and roughly took hold of me by the ankles, and spread my legs open wider than I'd ever been spread, I just couldn't stop moaning, having never in my life been taken as ruthlessly hard. Just seeing the way his eyes glazed over as a look of awe washed over his face at the sight of his cock slamming into my quivering cunt over and over, as deep as he could go, had me quivering from head to toe. Until he threw back his head, groaned deep in his chest and exploded inside me, filling me up so full that I could feel it gushing out over his pulsing cock, till we were both practically swimming in wave after wave of red hot, cum.
But as sore as my pussy was, after being fucked so insanely hard, I was so overjoyed to finally have nearly every last one of my most erotic dreams come true. And I just knew he was the one for me.
For a woman who absolutely loves sex, actually craves it more than the air I breathe, I knew I'd met my match when I'd found a man as insatiable as I was.
No surprise, we decided pretty quickly that we couldn't stand to be apart, and we went for a quickie wedding at City Hall a month to the day after that first date.
And I'm happy to say, our life together since, has been nothing shy of amazing. We're both such sensual beings, that I don't think we could be more perfectly matched.
Every morning, I wake up with my big, hard man smiling into my eyes and sliding his fingers between my legs. And he's always rock hard, and so ready to make me scream his name.
Which of course he has me doing at least two to three times a day. Married to a man with a sex drive as over the top as mine, I don't really have much choice, nor would I ever want to, because I just love the way he dominates me, making me bend to his will as he pleasures my body in ways I never even knew existed.
We both work from home, naked of course -- which he turned me onto; convincing me that clothing was only meant to be worn in public. And when we're alone it's so much easier to get at each other, whenever we want to get busy, without the hassle of having to strip off.
Thoughtful man that he is, whenever he thinks I look like I've have enough time on the computer, creating web designs for my clients, when he notices that I'm closing my eyes and rubbing my fingers around my temples to try and relax my weary eyes, he knows just what to do.
He starts to smile, gently massages my shoulders, puts a finger on my chin, tugs open my mouth and slides his long meaty shaft past my lips, till he's got my mouth filled up with the delectable taste of him, letting me know, none to subtly, that it's time to have some fun and shut down the computer.
And let me tell you, there is nothing I love more than the feel of his long, hard, shockingly thick cock sliding over my tongue and pushing into my mouth, until he's got my lips stretched as tight as they can go trying to fit around his big, fat mushroom head.
I just love the desperate way I can make him groan, when I lash my tongue all around his swollen tip. Of course paying special attention to the tender flesh beneath, tickling it with just the tip of my tongue, till he's growling and thrusting his hips, desperate for more than just a little tickle of my tongue.
