His Hearts Desire (closed thread)

[DangerousDarkEyes]

This is a closed thread, but hope you read and enjoy.

OOC: Megan was 18, a slender brunette with brown sexy eyes who had just graduated and was planning on going to college to study computer science and modern dance. She actually wanted to be a dancer, but her parents had convinced her that she needed something more sound in her future, so she had decided to study both. Then she met the man of her dreams.

Megan Phillips and Rich Campbell met at her high school graduation party. Her friend Renee had brought her brother Rich to the party. It was the first time Megan had met him as he had just come back from being abroad at school. Rich was a good looking guy, much taller than Megan‘s 5‘5“ frame, muscular body and she loved his wavy brown hair and teddy bear brown eyes. He had just landed a great job near the coast and had just come into town to see family. It was instant attraction and love at first sight the moment they laid eyes on each other and they had a whirlwind romance. It was as if two souls had finally found each other and before too long they were planning their future together.

Their wedding day was beautiful, they both cried in each other’s arms. They had left for the honeymoon right after the reception, both of them more than anxious as they had waited for this night, Megan wanting to give her virginity to the man she fell in love with an married. Rich, more experienced than her, although with tons of fantasy’s he hoped to fulfill with her, took her with the utmost love and respect on their wedding night and during the course of their week long honeymoon.

IC:

Megan lay naked with her back to his chest, Rich’s arm hooked over the slim curve of her waist, his hand in hers, their fingers intertwined. It was the last morning of their honeymoon, and in just a few short hours they would be getting off the plane and driving to her parents house. She had been awake for awhile now, just savoring his nearness, never wanting their honeymoon to end. She moved a bit and felt him stir, causing her to stifle a small giggle, feeling his stirring manhood bump up against her bottom.

“I heard that,” he whispered softly, nestling his face in her neck and squeezing her closer.

“Heard what? I thought you were sleepin, or at least some of you was,” Megan giggled and her body shook with her ass wiggling across his crotch.

“You know that never goes to sleep doll, not since I met you,” Rich said as she turned in his arms facing him. “Just like something else I know that’s never dry,” he chuckled moving his leg up, pressing his knee on her moist sex.

“And it’s all your fault too, doing all that stuff to me and all,” Megan smiled into his eyes and his eyes brightened every time he saw that twinkling look in hers.

“What stuff is that, come on say it, just once for me,” he teased her and quickly saw the blush come across her face. He knew she was just getting over the shyness of being naked around him, but still having a hard time expressing herself vocally.

“You know, when we do it, all that stuff, making love, you know,” she said continuously averting her eyes from his. Her hand had slipped behind his back and was toying with his hair a bit nervously.

“You mean when we fuck? Or I eat your pussy, or you suck my cock, all THAT stuff?” He said purposely watching her turn a deep crimson as he pulled her chin up and made her look at him. “Come on Meg, just once say it. It’s not like the whole world will hear you, just me.” His knee pressed further up, rubbing her moist pussy.

“Okay, when we….when we FUCK , satisfied,” she said emphasizing her last word and turned away from him quickly. She knew he could get her to do anything eventually for him, she had never loved anyone more in her life and he knew that. She also knew he felt the same way about her.

“For now,” he said bursting out laughing at how cute her face had contorted when she forced the word from her lips and how red she turned. He wrapped his arms around her hugging and squeezing her tightly, the love he felt for her almost more than he could stand.

“I sure wish we didn’t have to leave today, wouldn’t it be so nice to be on a honeymoon like this forever?” She said, finally able to look him in the eyes again.

 

[Miltone]

Richard Campbell

“I would like that … I would like that a lot,” he replied, spooning up close behind her, moving his knee from in between her legs and replacing it with his cock. “But we only have just today, just this morning.”

“We could pretend couldn’t we, Rich?” she asked, pulling her legs tightly together to trap his lengthening manhood as it rubbed against her moist sex. “Just for this morning … please! Rich!”

“Oh, you know I can’t turn you down when you ask like that, Meg,” he said, tightening the grip of his arm around her as it rested between her firm little breasts. He couldn’t believe the week was coming to an end. It had flown by so fast, yet he could remember so much about it; her shy manner on their wedding night and the way she gave herself to him and loved every moment of it; the way he had taken her by surprise in the shower; the way he had managed to slip off her panties at the hotel nightclub and fingered her to an orgasm; the way he had gotten her to suck him off as they wandered through the nearby woods; the way they went to bed each night and made love; the way they woke up each morning and made love.

There would be some changes coming sure enough since the honeymoon couldn’t go on forever, but Rich knew there were so many other things that awaited them. Megan was such a sexy little thing, her skinny little brunette body, the firm proud pointy tits, the narrow waist and lovely flare of her hips, and the sweet tight bare little pussy of which he couldn’t seem to get enough. He hadn’t planned on getting married this soon in life. He was just out of school and had just landed a great job, but the moment he met her, he knew it was meant to be.

“And you know how I can’t turn you down when you hold me like this,” she said, putting her hand down to press him against her warm wet slit.

“So what do you want, sweetie?” he asked, feeling her fingers pressing his long thick cock up against her folds.

“I want you to --- me,” she said in a weak voice that faded a bit as she spoke. Her hand was making it very clear what she wanted by the way her fingers were guiding the head of his cock toward the entrance to her pussy.

“What’s that, babe?” he said teasing her a bit by holding his cock back. “What do you want me to do?” She couldn’t realize how her shy manner was turning him on, especially since he knew she wanted it so badly. There hadn’t been anything he had tried that she didn’t fully embrace and throw herself into. But this morning he wanted to hear her ask for it.

“You know … I want you to f--- me,” she said still her voice still soft and hesitant. Yet she lifted her leg and her fingers reached for his cock and pulled it toward her yearning young cunt.

“You want me to muck you, hun?”

“Oh, Rich!” she said with a shy giggle. “I want you to fuck me … FUCK me … FUCK me already!” she cried out.

“Oh, god, I love you so much, Megan!” Rich replied, finally letting her guide the head of his cock into the wet slip of her opening. He felt her lips stretch and part and the thick mushy head pop inside her. Holding her body tightly, he rocked his hips gently back and forth, feeling every inch of his hot hard cock grow wet as it penetrated the heated confines of her pussy. His belly pressed up against the firm tight cheeks of her ass and he heard her moan deeply.

“Oh, Rich! I love you too! It feels so good to have you inside me!” she said, clutching his arm with hers and holding it tightly to her body.

Rich began to thrust himself harder into her, making her moan and gasp loudly.

“You like this, Meg, huh? You like the way I fuck you in the morning?”

“Oh, yes, Ritchie! I love it!” she cried out.

“Tell me what you love, baby,” he demanded. “Tell me what you want, the way you want it!”

“I love the way you … fuck … me, Rich,” she said. “I want you to … fuck … me hard and fast! I want you to … fuck … me till you make me CUM!”

“Ooh, yeah, darlin’ … I’m gonna do just that!” Rich said and then rose up onto his knees, pulling her with him without letting hardly an inch of his cock slip out of her. She rested on her hands and knees and let Rich grab her hips and set the pace. Soon he was pounding her sweet pussy so hard that her head and shoulders dropped to the bed sheets and the mound of pillows muffled her screams and cries of pleasure. His belly was smacking loudly against her ass, his balls were slapping against her clit, and his long thick cock was driving deeply into her tight wet pussy.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Megan Campbell

“Oooooh Richie!!!!” Megan groaned loudly, her voice deep, lust filled, as she jerked up her head and slammed her ass against him. Her little body shook, her tits jiggling hard from the force of him fucking her and the intense climax that was upon her.

“Aah yeah…that’s it…oh fuck yeah…” Rich shouted swooping one arm around to squeeze a firm tit and pulled her trembling body back hard to his. He thrust several more times hard and let out a howl, ejaculating several times deep inside her womb.

Both of them were panting as they collapsed down on the bed, wrapped in each other’s arms. Megan’s body was completely flushed and still quivering as she pressed her face in his shoulder, her arms around him, hugging him tight.

“I love you so much Rich, I never knew anything could be like this. I’m so happy I waited for you to fall in love with and have it be like this.” Megan whispered.

“I’m more than happy you waited, Meg and you know already how much I love you. I’m gonna make you the happiest woman ever.” He said hugging her and stroked gently down her back, laying his hand on the firm cheek of her ass giving it a little pinch.

“You’ve already made me the happiest woman ever,” she sighed, then giggled, “and you keeping doing this to me, I’ll always be happy.”

“Doing what darlin? Pinching your ass?” Rich chided with her, pinching her again and laughing at the way her butt wiggled when he did.

“NO! Not pinching my…you know what I mean,” she said, pouting a bit, but with a small giggle.

“Ass Meg, say it!” He laughed and saw her blushing brightly. “Awww, come on Meg, just one more time, for me, please.”

“Welllllll, okay, just for you.” She said, her brown eyes gleaming as she looked at him. Megan surprised him then by shifting her body to lay on top of his, which was more forward than she had gotten before. She straddled her legs and sat up, rocking her hips and rubbing her wet pussy on his belly while her ass bumped the head of his cock. She cupped her breasts and jiggled them, smiling at him. “If you keep… fucking me… and playing with my tits… and pinching my ass , I’ll always be happy!”

“NOW THAT is what I like to hear!” He exclaimed reaching up to place his hands over hers making her squeeze her breasts. He felt his cock twitch at the sight of her straddled above him, jiggling her breasts and seeing that wonderful smile on her face he had fallen in love with. “So what say we take a shower and then stop for breakfast on our way to the airport?”

“Sounds like a great idea to me, as long as we get to shower together.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way darlin.”

Megan lifted off him and it wasn’t long before they were embraced underneath the flow of the shower spray. They took turns lathering each other’s bodies with soap, playing, tickling and teasing each other just as lovers and newlyweds often did. By the time they got out of the shower and dried each other off, they both were heated up pretty good, but Rich noticed the time and if they were going to have breakfast and make their plane, they would have to hold out on any entertainment till later.

While Rich slipped on his boxers and a pair of jeans, he watched Megan put on a little blue thong and slip a blue and white halter dress over her head, noticing how snug it fit against her body. Again his cock twitched inside his jeans just looking at how her nipples pushed out against the material and how it showed off the swell of her hips and the round firm cheeks of her ass.

“By that smile on your face I take it you approve of my dress for our trip?” She asked smiling at him and spinning around, letting her dress flare to give him a glimpse of her little thong underneath.

“Was there any doubt?” He remarked as he slipped his shirt over his head quickly, not wanting to take his eyes off her as she danced a little for him, showing off. “But you know, I think you would look much better and feel much more comfortable…” He said as he approached her and then stooped down in front of her.

“Better how…Rich what are you…”

“Without this on, Meg.” He said running his hands up the smooth curves of her legs and hooked his fingers in her thong, slowly pulling it down.

“RICH!!! NO…I mean I couldn’t…Oh god Rich, I’ll be almost naked then, what will people think?” She gasped, her face blushing a rosy red.

 

[Miltone]

Richard Campbell

“Meg, it doesn’t matter what other people think,” he replied as he stood back up and twirled the little thong around his finger, grinning broadly. “Just what I think … and I think you’re the prettiest, sexiest girl in the world!”

“Oh, Ritchie!” Megan exclaimed, hugging him tightly. “That’s the best thing anyone ever said to me! I love you!”

“I love you too, Meg. Lots!” he replied warmly, putting his arm around her. Their lips pressed together in a long wet kiss. When they finally came up for air, Rich stuffed her panties into his pocket. “Besides, you shouldn’t be worried. I’ll be keeping these close by, just in case of emergency.”

Rich patted the pocket, watching Megan giggle and put her hand to her mouth. He loved teasing her but tried to do it in a way that would open her up to other things. She had been so virginal in a very sweet and hesitant way when they met, but as their relationship had deepened into love, he loved seeing how she was growing more confident in herself as an appealing, sexual woman. As they finished packing and getting ready to leave, he enjoyed watching her move about the room, catching her wiggling her butt a couple of times, as if testing out her near-naked freedom. With their bags loaded on a cart outside the room, they paused by the door.

“All set?” he asked, putting his arm around her waist.

“Think so,” she replied.

“I’m gonna miss this place … lotta memories,” Rich commented, looking around their honeymoon suite.

“Yeah, me too,” Megan said. “But we’ve got the rest of our lives to make some more memories.”

“I like the sound of that,” he said then pulled the door closed behind them.

The shuttle ride to the airport was interesting as Megan adjusted to her state of dress, remembering that she had to sit with her legs crossed to keep the traveling businessman with the wandering eyes from seeing her sweet bare pussy. Of course that only made him stare admiringly at her firm young breasts all the more closely. At first she crossed her arms, but when Rich put his arm around her, she began to relax, even arching her back a bit to show off her round tits and perky nipples all the more.

While sitting in the lounge waiting for their flight to board, Rich pulled her toward him for a kiss. When he heard an older lady sitting across from them clear her throat loudly, he realized that the way Megan was leaning hiked her dress up and her legs were spread enough to show off her smooth naked pussy.

“I think we have a potential emergency, hon,” he remarked softly.

“So does mean that I get these back?” Megan asked, re-crossing her legs and patting his pocket.

“No way,” he joked. “Not until we get home at least.”

Just being with Megan was normally such a great turn-on for Rich, but knowing that her panties were in his pocket aroused him even more, a fact that she picked up on as her hand moved back and forth over his lap.

“You are really enjoying this, aren’t you?” Megan whispered into his ear, then drew the tip of her tongue around the rim of his ear.

“Maybe a little more than I deserve to, given the time and place,” he answered, feeling her fingers rake lightly over his growing hard-on. “I just can’t wait to get you home and show you.”

“Mmm, I like having something to look forward to … especially something big like this,” she sighed.

Soon it was time to board the plane and they found their seats in the first class compartment, a luxurious gift courtesy of his parents, and were able to relax while they waited for take off. Glancing at Megan sitting by the window, her large dark eyes sparkling with excitement made Rich smile. It also made him rest his hand on her thigh just below the hem of her dress. He loved the feel of her soft smooth skin showing the rosy glow of a suntan courtesy of the hours they had spent on the beach and by the pool. He leaned toward her and drew in the scent of her hair.

“I love you, Baby!” he whispered to her, moving his hand up under the hem of her dress.

“Ritchie!” she said, trying to close her thighs together, but was unable to keep his strong hands from working a finger up to rub against the tight folds of her sex.

“Sorry, Meg,” he said, kissing her on the neck, but still trying to rub his finger along her moist slit. “I can’t help it … I just find you so irresistible.”

“Well, try harder, Hon,” she said, nodding her head toward the aisle. Rich looked over and saw the flight attendant standing beside him with a smile on her face.

“Good afternoon!” she said. “I just wanted to welcome you and see if there was anything I could get to make you more comfortable, but if this is a bad time for you …”

“Hmm, maybe a pillow and blanket,” Rich replied, matching her smile with his own, looking over at Megan as she nodded. As the attendant handed over the blanket and pillow and moved down the aisle, he withdrew his hand and sniffed at his finger. “Mmm-mmm! Delicious!”

“Ritchie!” Megan giggled as she spread the blanket over her lap and rested her head on the pillow.

“You realize that blanket makes it easier for me, don’t you?” he said.

“I know,” she grinned at him but then he decided to wait until they were airborne before he returned his hand to her lap.

“Yes, Rich, yes …” she sighed softly, her hand gripping his arm as he touched her.

He let his hand drift back up over the smooth tender skin of her thigh. This time Megan let her legs open up for him. Pressing against her, he slipped his fingers over the smooth bare folds of her pussy. Megan gasped when he brushed over her clit. For a moment her thighs tensed up, her knees seeking to come together. Rich thought of stopping, but when she relaxed, he sent his hand farther until her moist folds were well within his grasp.

“Oh, Rich … oh,” Megan shivered as his boldest finger probed her wetness, finding the tight warm opening. “Now? Here?”

“Mmm,” he moaned. “Yes, now … but not here.”

Megan picked her head up from the pillow looking at him closely. His eyes had been watching the first class rest room door. A heavyset businessman had entered a minute or two before. Rich glanced around the cabin. There were only two other passengers and they seemed otherwise occupied. He withdrew his hand from her pussy.

“Rich … what?” she asked.

When the restroom door opened, the man exited and returned to his seat. “Go to the bathroom but don’t lock the door,” Rich said his voice just above a whisper.

“What?”

“Go now. I’ll join you.”

Megan looked at him quizzically, but said nothing. Their eyes met for a moment. He waved his hand in the direction of the restroom and mouthed the word “Go.”

She slipped from under the blanket. Rich couldn’t resist observing the firm curves of her ass as she passed in front of him and out into the aisle. And the sway of her hips up the aisle in the short halter dress was a sight of perfection and only served to arouse him further. She looked back at him once before trying the restroom door, a complex look he thought was mixed with fear, arousal, anticipation, desire, and anxiety and some other unfathomable emotions. Then the door opened and she disappeared inside.

Looking around casually, he waited a moment then walked up the aisle, his pulse racing madly, thankful for having worn a relaxed-fit pair of jeans. He wasted no time pulling the door latch and pushing the door open enough to slip inside.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Megan Campbell

She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this, here, with nothing under her dress, her pussy already dripping from Rich fingering her and now she was in the bathroom on a plane waiting for him to… to what. She could feel her face blushing and shivered just thinking about him along with all the tingles she felt. So horny, she closed her eyes, reached underneath her dress and pressed her hand on her silken pussy, squeezing her legs together, just to help ease the tension that was already building waiting for him to come in the small compartment.

“Mmmm darlin, a little anxious,” Rich smiled with desire in his eyes seeing her so sexually aroused and pleasing herself.

“Oh God Rich,” she said flashing her eyes open and blushing brightly. She went to pull her hand away but he immediately moved to her, his leg on hers pushing her back to lean against the counter. His hand went on top of hers and rubbed against her sopping pussy pushing her finger inside her tight little opening.

“No Meg, don’t stop, it turns me on when you do things like this,” Rich said, his heated breath against her neck, teasing her with his tongue while his free hand pushed the material of her halter away, baring a breast. He grinned hearing her let out a moan as his fingers toyed with her nipple while pushing her finger further in her pussy.

“Uhmmmm Rich, I want…” She moaned softly tilting her head back, arching back and parting her legs as both their hands were rapidly building her excitement.

“Want what Meg, my cock?” He asked, kissing down the nape of her neck and circled her bare breast with his tongue, causing her to shiver and gasp. “Take it out darlin, it wants you too very much.”

Megan’s free hand, although trembling from a mixture of anxiety, excitement and coyness, lifted her hand to the front of his pants immediately feeling the hard swell. He inhaled sharply and bit down a little on her nipple when she cupped her hand against the tight swell of his jeans and he rubbed her hand harder on her wetness.

“God this is so naughty Rich, doing this here,” she giggled nervously, her fingers shaking as she lowered the zipper on his pants and slipped her hand inside.

“Yes, but soooo damned exciting.”

He could feel her trembling all over and a huge smile appeared on his face, loving how this was turning her on even if she wasn’t willing to admit it. Pulling his hand free of her pussy, he raised it up and untied the knot at the back of her neck, letting her halter fall to her waist completely exposing her chest. With his mouth on one breast and his hand on the other, teasing and toying with her, his cock grew longer and thickened in her hand as she began stroking it faster.

“Aahhh, Rob…” She moaned pushing the firm silky flesh of her breasts invitingly to him. Her fingers were curled around the base of his shaft and were moving up and down, steadily jerky him off, making him extremely hard.

“Say it Meg, tell me,” he whispered soft and seductively in her ear, nibbling at it feeling the goosebumps rising on her skin. He pressed to her further as his hands slid down the small curves of her trim waist to the hem of her dress and lifted it.

“I want…I want…damn Rich…fuck me already!!” She said trying to whisper, but almost shouting the words, caught up in the desire she was experiencing.

“All you had to do was ask,” he chuckled deeply, spinning her quickly around hiking up her dress to her waist, baring her ass completely. His leg pushed on the warm flesh of her inner thigh, spreading her leg further and she moaned loudly feeling his cock rubbing up and down the moist pink folds of her sex.

 

[Miltone]

Richard Campbell

He held his thick hard cock in his hand, pressing the spongy fat tip up against her slick hot pussy. He could see the expression on her face when he glanced in the mirror. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted and trembling anxiously. Megan was leaning forward, her hands gripping the edge of the washstand, her firm breasts hanging free, forming perfectly shaped cones capped by her erect puckered nipples. Rich wiggled the head of his cock back and forth over her hard little clit, then drew it back along her slit, zigzagging along the way, searching for the hot wet entrance. And when he found it, he pushed his hips forward, guiding himself at just the right angle to enter her. When the head popped inside her, Megan gasped and pushed her ass back. Grabbing her hips, Rich leaned forward and rested his chin on her shoulder.

“You like that Meg?” he whispered into her ear. “You like how my cock fills up your pussy?” As he slid his cock deeper inside her, he reached a hand up to brush her hair away from her ear so he could lick it and nibble on it. Once he was completely buried inside her, he began to slide his throbbing cock back and forth. “You like the way my cock fucks your wet little pussy?”

The sound of his words seemed to send a shiver through her body. Megan didn’t answer him other than with her actions, rocking her hips back and forth, meeting his belly when he thrust forward with a backward slap of the tight cheeks of her ass. Then she drew her pussy forward until the knob of his cock was about to pop free and pushed back hard again.

“Oh, god, Meg! I love to feel you fuck me like this!” he whispered hoarsely into her ear, his body tingling from the exciting sensation of having her in this restroom. “You feel so good … so tight … so hot!”

When he brought his hands around to cup her firm little breasts, he saw her eyes pop open and she looked back at him. With just a trace of a grin she closed her eyes again and began to sway her body in an undulating wave, her shoulders loosened, her waist flexing, her hips rocking, as if she were surrendering to the sensations of the moment.

Rich couldn’t believe the feeling, the sounds of her wet sex gripping him tightly, her hot body rocking against him. As he continued to plunge into her pussy with long hard deep strokes, he reached a hand down under the skirt of her dress, searching for her pussy and finding her hard little nub. His fingers waggled over her quickly but lightly and he felt her tense up.

“Ohh!” she gasped deeply, her body trembling and shaking as she moved against him. Her knuckles were almost white from gripping the edge of the washstand so tightly. “Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!” she began to moan with each hard deep thrust of his cock inside her.

“Are you cumming, Meg?” he asked as he felt her body grow hard and tense, which only made him fuck her harder and faster. With his arms around her, he could feel her arousal reach a peak. “Cum for me, Baby!” he said, fucking her as hard and fast as he could.

“Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!” she moaned louder than before. When she came, a loud deep groan came from her throat.

Rich reached up to put his hand over her mouth to muffle the sound and in the fury of her orgasm she bit into his fingers. Feeling the tremors of her release rumble through her trim body brought him to the edge as well. The pain of her bite was forgotten as thrust into her madly. And then he felt it, a huge load of cum churning up from deep inside him. He felt it spurt out through his cock, shooting up deeply inside her, making her already dripping wet cunt that much slicker.

“Oh, fuck!” Rich groaned as he felt the rest of his load spew into her. His own body began to shake and quiver as the tension of their lovemaking was released. His arms wrapped around her tightly, holding her to him, reveling in the hot sensations that were passing from her body to his and back again.

When their eyes met again in the mirror, they both smiled. Their faces were flushed and damp with perspiration. When Megan turned her head to kiss him, Rich let his cock slip from her pussy and turned her around to face him.

“My god! That was sooo hot!” he said, then leaned forward to kiss her. She raised her arms around his shoulders and melted into his embrace.

“Uh-huh,” she answered. “But you have made a mess.”

“Huh?”

“Down there,” she said shyly, her eyes dropping down.

Rich reached down under her dress and felt her wet pussy, his cum dripping down her thighs. As he rubbed at it, she reached for his arm and pulled his hand up, bringing his cum-stained fingers to her lips. He moaned when she licked and sucked it from his hand.

Once Megan was cleaned up, she pushed Rich up against the door and squatted in front of him. As he looked down at her, she ran her tongue up and down his cock, licking him and then took him in her mouth to suck him clean. With a pert smile on her face she tucked his limp cock back inside his jeans and zipped him up, patting him lightly.

“Mmm, I know I’m just gonna love being married to you, Meg,” he said pulling her up to him and hugging her tightly. After a long deep wet kiss, he reached for the door latch. “Maybe we’d better get back.”

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Megan Campbell

“Maybe we should but,” Megan smiled and he saw the shy blush across her face once again.

“I know, I’ll go first and you wait a few minutes before coming out, wouldn’t want anyone to know what we were up to in here.” He teased her making her giggle and blush all the more.

“Yeah really, wouldn’t want anyone to know we’d been fucking in here.” She said rather seriously, right before he opened the door, surprising the shit out of him by her bold comment. He turned back to her seeing the naughty little grin on her face and gave her another big kiss, letting his tongue linger in her moist warm mouth for a bit.

“I am definitely going to love being married to you!” He exclaimed, leaving her to freshen up while he made his way back to the seat. It really hadn’t mattered to him what people thought, but after her last comment, he was extremely pleased that she was getting over some of her own inhibitions worrying about what other’s thought.

After several minutes Megan looked at herself in the mirror, there was still a hint of blush on her face, but more than that the glow in her eyes stood out immensely. She wasn’t sure if it was her own knowledge of what they just shared, but looking at herself it seemed all to obvious she was a lady that had just had a great sexual experience and anyone who looked at her was going to see that. She then giggled, pressing her legs together, feeling her pussy still tingling, and let those thoughts slipped from her. So what’s wrong in making beautiful passionate love to the man you’re married to and mad about. If it just happens to be in a small bathroom on a plane thousands of miles in the air, well hell, the only thing that matters is Rich loved it, I loved it, let everyone else think what they want. He loves me, wants me, and that’s all I care about.

With those thoughts echoing in her mind, it was like a part of her was finally starting to open up and when Rich saw her walk out of the restroom, he sensed a change. There was still the blush on her face, but the smile, the glow in her eyes and the way she walked, holding her head up high, her hips swaying proudly, again he was over come with a growing love for her that he had never thought possible. And it didn’t surprise him either the same love filled her eyes as her gaze was focused on him when she walked down the aisle.

“You miss me?” She giggled scooting in front of him to get to her seat, her ass almost brushing his face and it took all his effort not to reach out and grab it.

“Just as much as you missed me darlin, and I’m really looking forward to getting you home.” Rich said licking his lips as he watched her sit down in her seat, his cock twitching already from the warmth of her butt passing so near, knowing she had nothing underneath that dress but the smooth warm silk of her bare flesh.

“You know we have to stop at my folks house first, let them know we’re back, but then we can go to our new place and I’m all yours.” She said, leaning over to tease his neck with several warm kisses and nips.

“That better be a promise,” he said getting a small shiver when he felt her tongue move up his neck, licking and nibbling on his ear. “Damn, can’t we go home and just call them?”

“You know we can’t sweetie, they would be so hurt if we didn’t stop by. Besides they have to see that their little girl is well taken care of and happy.” Megan whispered, licking along the inside of his ear. “But then I promise, I’m all yours.”

“Grrrr…” Rich let out and with his hand at the back of her head, his fingers in her hair, forced her head up and kissed her deeply, not caring who saw the intense passion between them.

The rest of the plane trip went smoothly with the two newlyweds more or less lost in each other, talking and laughing. Before long, after arriving home, they had gotten their baggage and were in the car on the way to her folks house. It would be over an hours drive before they would reach there and then quite a distance afterwards before they arrived at their newly purchased home.

They had been in the car for awhile, dusk was just beginning to set in, the sun on the horizon going down was breath taking. Rich had one hand on the steering wheel of his old caddie, with his arm around Megan’s shoulders with her sitting close to him. Both were extremely excited to get home and start their new life together, and by the looks going between the two, they were extremely anxious to break in the new house with a variety of pleasures, at least those were the thoughts circling thru Rich’s head.

“Hey, what’s this?” He asked with teasing grin, quite surprised when he felt Megan’s dainty little fingers moving up his jean covered thigh.

“What?” Megan remarked, not really acknowledging her hand which was now rubbing his crotch as it tightened. She turned on her side and lifted her head to kiss his neck again as she rubbed his groin a bit more firmly.

“Uh, nothing, never mind, just gonna keep driving is all, Meg.” He said deciding that he would give it a rest making her tell him what she was doing and instead just enjoy where she took it.

Megan’s fingers trembled a bit as she started to unzip his pants, more than anything wanting to surprise him with something he would never expect from her. He had given her so much pleasure, always surprising her, always getting her to let go and making her feel so good, for the first time she wanted to do the same for him. She heard him gasp when she slipped her hand in his jeans and released his semi rigged cock and stroked it, circling her thumb over the spongy tip.

“Does this feel good honey?” Megan whispered rather coyly, doing her best not to let him hear the trembling that was coiled up deep inside her.

“Mmmmm, feels real good Meg,” Rich replied, totally enjoying her playful attempt at turning him on. He was more than shocked when she scooted down in her seat and the next thing he felt was the warmth of her tongue licking his cock, making it grow long and thick.

His hands were both on the steering wheel, gripping it as he tried to concentrate on driving, while Megan had began licking his manhood like a sucker, slurping and lapping his balls, and then sucking his fleshy pink head into her mouth. He gasped and she felt him twitch, making her smile and extremely excited that she could arouse him like this herself.

“Is it too hard to drive like this Rich, you want me to stop?” She asked, taking a breath and looking up at him, her hair brushing and tickling his very stiff cock.

“Hell no,” he grunted and pushed her head back down on his cock.

Seeing that her dress had ridden up, exposing the swell of her cheeks, he reached down, pushing it up further and ran is hand between her thighs and across her very moist slit, fingering it teasingly up and back. She moaned vibrating her mouth on his cock, making him groan loudly, feeling her mouth and the wet warmth of her tongue sliding down his shaft as she engulfed him and started eagerly sucking his manhood.

“Mmmmm, you taste soooooo good, I love doing this for you,” she panted, coming up again for a breath of air, before returning her mouth to pleasure him more.

 

[Miltone]

Richard Campbell

He gripped the steering wheel firmly, yet his body was succumbing to the wonderful sensations that Megan was bringing him as she took his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. She had always been so shy and reticent, yet now that their honeymoon was nearly over, she had become this wonderfully sexual creature, willing to explore all of the pleasures with which married life could be filled. The impetuous sex in the airliner restroom was one thing, but this was quite another. Yet Rich’s reluctance to accept her change in behavior was quickly overcome by the energy that Megan was showing as she took his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth.

“You don’t have to,” Rich moaned as he felt the head of his cock bump against the back of her throat. It felt so good, so complete to feel her hot wet mouth clamp around him and suck him deep inside. And as she hummed some sort of tune he felt his cock stand straight up. Megan had opened his jeans and had the full luxury of his cock and balls within her hands. “Oh, god! Oh god! Oh god!” he cried out as he tried to concentrate on the highway but found himself submitting to the pleasure that he felt moving over him.

“But I want to, Rich,” Megan said, pulling her mouth away for a moment. “I want to bring you the same kind of pleasure that you have brought me.”

As her mouth lowered down on him again, Rich tried hard to concentrate on the dotted white lines. Just keep the car between the lines. Yes, that’s it. Just between the lines! Oh! Oh, god! And the feeling of her mouth and tongue on his cock was more than he could bear! He felt his balls rising up within her grasp, and the hot release of his cum surging up. Oh fuck! Here he was doing freeway speed and Megan, his dear sweet innocent Megan was giving him a blowjob and he could not—would not—stop anything.

“Oh god! Oh fuck! Just like that! Uhhnn!” he cried out as her sweet little head bobbed up and down on him. “Darlin! Oh, fuck! I’m gonna cum!”

Rich felt her mouth, the wet liquid feel of her lips and tongue moving on him, sucking him, pleasing him endlessly. Then the explosion of his body, sensing his arousal and releasing the sudden intense buildup as he exploded into her mouth. Rich heard Megan gag a bit as his cum shot into her mouth unexpectedly. Yet her eagerness made up for any misgivings as she readily and wantonly took his load and swallowed again and again as he shot deeply into her.

He felt her moan and hum as she took all that he had to give and licked and sucked him dry. “Ohhnn … ohhh … ahhh!” he called out, his body reeling from the sexual peak that she had brought him to so successfully. “Fuck, Megan! Oh, fuckl!”

He felt her suck and lick him. He felt her hands upon his cock and balls. He heard the sweet wet sucking sounds, and glanced down quickly to see her head bobbing up and down. But he didn’t see the car swerve in front of them, cutting too closely for safety and clipping their front bumper. By the time he realized what had happened, Rich was battling the wheel and shouting, “Hang on, Baby!”

He saw the look of panic on Megan’s face as she lifted her head from his lap, then he saw the white lines of the highway cross over and felt their car begin to spin. It spun and rolled and finally came to a rest in the median. But Rich was not aware of this. The violent shock of the impact and the loose state of his seat belt had deadened his senses. He felt as if he were adrift, just head and shoulders floating in a warm deep sea.

“Megan? Megan?” he called out. “Where are you, darling?”

He could see her scrambling, crying out for him, her eyes filled with tearful pleas. But he was beyond her reach, trapped inside the jaws of some fearful beast that he couldn’t feel and couldn’t battle. Soon there were flashing lights and voices and he could feel himself moving again, but the sounds of Megan’s voice were fading. Baby? How are we going to get to your folks on time, he asked again and again. But she didn’t answer him. He couldn’t hear her voice. He could only feel like he was swimming the backstroke. Yeah, the backstroke! His head and shoulders pulling his body along even though his legs were falling deeper into the water, being tugged down below the murky depths.

“Megan? Megan! Darling! Where are you?” he cried, but he felt nothing in reply, and all of the images faded to black. “Oh, fuck! Where am I?”

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Megan Campbell

“Rich, oh God Rich, can you hear me!!! Please answer me!!!” Megan was crying, tears blinded her eyes, her head hurt and she couldn’t get to him. Why didn’t he answer, please, this had to be some bad nightmare, let me wake up.

She didn’t know how much time passed, but soon there was commotion all around, flashing lights, sirens and someone grabbing her, pulling her away from the car.

“You don’t understand, that’s my husband, I have to get him out,” she yelled, crying hysterically, obviously in shock, trying to pull free of the man’s grip.

“Mam, you’re hurt, let’s take care of you and let the people that know what they’re doing help your husband.” The man spoke, his voice soft and comforting, then another voice and she was being lifted.

“But my husband, he needs help, I’m fine,” she said still crying looking at the wreck their car was in and not being able to see Rich at all as people and equipment moved around. Oh please God let him live, let him be okay, this is all my fault, if I hadn’t been, if I…

It was then she heard someone shouting for help and something about not getting a pulse, and that’s when she passed out.

“Rich, Rich, where are you?” Megan cried out, waking from her sleep. She looked around and as she moved a bit, she flinched, feeling the slight pain throughout her body being stiff and sore. She realized she was in a hospital bed, wearing a hospital gown, and also that her head was bandaged.

Shortly a nurse came in and she discovered it had been several days since she was brought in, she had suffered several cuts and bruises, a gash on the head and a minor concussion. She had been drifting in and out of consciousness since the accident but she was going to be fine.

“Rich, where’s Rich, my husband. I want to see him?” Megan asked, her voice trembling, before and after the accident flashing thru her head. When the nurse didn’t say anything right away, Megan felt the tears stinging her eyes. “He’s not, oh god please don’t tell me…”

“No no honey, ssssh, he didn’t die. He’s just in another room. I’ll let the doctor talk to you first, that’s all.” The nurse said seeing how upset Megan was.

After calming her down, the nurse left bringing the doctor back directly to see her. She listened quietly as the doctor explained, and Megan felt chills going thru her body and her heart grow heavy. When the doctor was finished talking to her, Megan just asked to be taken to her husband, she needed to see him.

She was wheeled to his intensive care unit where he lay on the bed, his eyes closed, and without the bandages to his head, the tubes everywhere, he would have looked like he was just sleeping. At the side of his bed she took his hand in hers, squeezing it, the tears cascading down her cheeks.

“Oh Rich, I’m so sorry, this was all my fault. Please don’t leave me baby, I need you. I love you so much. Please wake up and be with me.” She cried with her head down on his bed, her body shaking, the tears seemed unending. She felt helpless and all she could do was wait to see if he would wake and the condition he would wake up in.

 

[Miltone]

Richard Campbell

Warm summer day … clear blue skies … the water smooth as glass … Robbie and the guys are calling out from the Cris Craft … holding tightly to the handle, Rich stretched his legs out, the tips of the water skis nosing up … the burbling sound of the motor cut through … with a loud yell, Robbie pushes the throttle forward, the bow of the boat surges upward and the rope tightens … Rich feels the yank and then the pull upward onto the skis … the rush of wind past him … the spray of the water wetting him down … the steady roar of the motor as the runabout pulls him … great feeling … they turn and he glides over the wake … reaching the far end of the lake, Robbie guns the boat around, whipping Rich back across the wake … Rich yells louder … faster now, as fast as ever …

Rich leans back, his body wet from the spray … he closes his eyes … his legs feel light, like they’re flying … his shoulders and chest weighing him down … falling back to brush against the water … he opens his eyes, but there is darkness … his head and shoulders falling backward, submerging … unable to breathe, Rich lets go of the handle, but continues to sink … yet his legs float above, high above him, light as feathers … “Oh Rich, I’m so sorry” … who is that? … “This is all my fault” … that’s not the guys … “Please don’t leave me baby” … a girl, a girl’s voice … “I need you” … I know her … “I love you so much” … Megan! Where are you? … “Please wake up and be with me” … Rich reaches for her, but his arms are so heavy, he can’t find her … Megan! Oh, my dear sweet Meg!

Suddenly the fog began to lift and Rich’s eyes began to focus. At first he felt a hand gripping his own, her hand, Megan’s hand, then he saw her looming beside him. She looked terrible, her head bandaged, her eyes red and puffy, tears trinkling down her cheeks.

“Oh, Ritchie!” she cried. “Ritchie! It’s me, baby! Wake up and be with me!”

Rich tried to smile, he tried to say hello, he tried to move his arms and hold her … he always liked to hold her close to him. But he felt so heavy, his limbs like huge logs that he was unable to move. He could make out the blinds on the window and the bags and tubes surrounding him. And the smell, that tell-tale odor of a hospital. Is that where they are? Why? They were having such a great time on their honeymoon, did something go wrong? No, they were home. The flight, the hot sex in the restroom, oh yeah, he remembered that. But then what? Did the plane crash? He couldn’t remember anything else. His mind seemed so foggy and slow to turn thoughts over. But he could feel Megan, his sweetheart. He could hear her talking to him, crying, her tears dampening the cloth on his chest. Then he slipped back to a deep sleep full of strange colorful dreams.

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It would be several weeks before Rich was allowed to go home. It hadn’t been the recovery from the accident so much as the physical therapy. Although he had some of the best doctors around, there was only so much that they could do. The damage was done. Megan had sat beside him when the doctors told him the news that he might never walk again. They cried together and held each other for hours and with her strength and his they worked their way through. Rich wouldn’t let her wheel him up the ramp to their new home, a nice ranch styled place that their parents had bought for them. He was going to do as much for himself as he could. He wasn’t going to let this get him down.

Later as he sat out on the patio, Megan came out to join him, dressed in a cute little sundress. At first she sat across from him, but Rich waved her over to sit with him.

“You don’t think I’m going to let my best girl sit all by herself do ya?” he said, feeling her snuggle up beside him.

“I’ve missed you sooo much, Ritchie,” she said, her arms encircling him and then her lips brushing against his.

“I’ve missed you too,” he replied. “It’s good to be home with you at last.”

After the first couple of days, they settled into something of a routine. Megan had started back to work, and Rich had his therapist visit every other day. They began to talk about the future, about his finding work through the specialized employment agency. They spoke about every topic except for one. It wasn’t until a warm Friday evening. Rich had managed to pull himself up into bed and waited while Megan showered. He could hear the sound of the water splashing and he pictured her slender brunette body and her hands washing all over. He could feel the old desire for her welling up inside him, but a glance down at his lethargic penis sent a dark pain shooting through him.

“Hi babe!” Megan said as she came out from the bath dressed in a sheer white gown.

“Ooo, Baby!” he said with a wolf whistle. “Mmm, you look sweet!”

“Thank you,” she answered, climbing onto the bed and lying beside him. She rested her hand on his chest and rubbed him gently. “I love you, Ritchie.”

“And I love you too, Babe,” he said, taking her hand up in his and kissing it. “I don’t know how I ever would have done any of this without you.”

“We’ll get through this, just watch,” she said, kissing along his bare shoulder and neck. “Before you know it, things will be back to normal. Why just yesterday, Dr. Carney was telling me about some exciting neural regeneration drugs that are being researched …”

“Well, I’m not holding my breath,” he replied with a sigh.

As they settled down on the bed, Megan’s hand began to wander over his chest and down over his belly. When she reached lower to touch his limp cock, he took hold of her hand and shook his head. She looked at him pleadingly.

“Don’t you want to try?” she asked softly.

“You heard what the doctors all said,” Rich answered. “Impossible.”

“But don’t you want to at least try?”

“It doesn’t work anymore, Babe,” Rich said sadly. “But you know that doesn’t mean that I can’t do … um, other things … for you that is.”

“But if you can’t, I’m not sure I want to …” Megan began to say.

“But I want to, Meg,” he said. “I want to please you however I can.”

“But Ritchie,” Megan sighed.

“No buts, Meg,” he said, brushing his lips playfully with both hands. “Now why don’t you slip off those little panties while I make room for you to sit down.”

Megan looked over at him and began to smile. She rose up on her knees and picked up the hem of her gown to reveal the tiny white g-string. With her eyes trained on his, she began to lower the gossamer little garment, baring her smoothly shaven little pussy to him for the first time in months. Rich felt the pangs of desire grow heated inside him as he licked his lips. Slipping the little panty down her legs, Megan straddled his body and leaned forward to kiss him. Rich sent his hands over her body, feeling up her firm little breasts, then inching down to touch her wet yearning pussy.

“Oh, Rich I want you soo much!” she moaned.

“Let me eat your pussy, Meg,” Rich said. “I want to taste you again!”

Moving up to kneel at his shoulders, Megan looked down at Rich, his eyes surveying her trim body as she lifted the gown up and over her head. His hands were moving all over her body, rubbing the cheeks of her ass, fingering the moist folds of her pussy, cupping the firm flesh of her tits.

“Oh, yes!” Megan hissed with pleasure as she lowered her hips down toward his face and his tongue flicked out against her warm hungry pussy.

Rich felt her body shiver at the touch of his broad tongue licking her from bottom to top. If he could do nothing more, then he would do this, and he would do it to please her as no one else ever could.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Megan Campbell

“Ah, oh yes, yes, aahhhh,” Megan’s moans grew louder with every lap and lick of Rich’s tongue.

Megan’s hands were at the head board clinging tightly to it, her head falling back, her long hair caressing down her back sweeping across her back and tickling his chest. Her thighs quivered as Rich’s hands moved down them to spread the wet pink folds of her pussy wide and flicked his tongue rapidly at her clit, quickly drawing it from it’s hood.

“You like that darlin? Tell me, tell me what you like.” Rich said abruptly, stopping to push her shy nature once again.

“Yessss! I like it, I love it….Please don’t stop, Rich,” she pleaded, trying to push her throbbing sex back to the his pleasuring mouth.

“Then tell me what you need, what you want, is it this?” He said and darted his tongue deep inside her juicy channel. She let out a loud moan, grinding her pussy on his mouth, trapping his tongue inside her briefly. “Maybe you want this?” He said and sucked her hard swollen clit into his mouth.

“OH YESSSS, I like that, I love all of it!” She cried out, her body rippling with hot waves of pleasure as he brought her to the edge.

“Tell me what will make you cum, Meg, say it, for me,” He stopped again with only lapping slowly along her slit, teasing her quivering clit, knowing he had her where he wanted her.

“Damn Rich, pleaaaaaaase, make me cum,” she pleaded again, rocking her hips back and forth, her pussy trembling and dripping as his tongue teased her. But as she still hadn’t answered him, he continued teasing, waiting for her. “SUCK MY CLIT, FINGER FUCK MY CUNT, SQUEEZE MY TITS, ANYTHING JUST MAKE ME CUM!” She finally shouted out, her voice deep, full of lust and passion.

Rich wasted no time and grabbed the cheeks of her ass tightly, pulling him down on his face and sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking, nibbling and chewing on it. She exploded with her body shaken wildly when she climaxed. Her thighs were clenched tight, her clit spasming in his mouth, juices flooded his face while he heard her cries of pleasure fill the room.

“Meg, I love you so much,” he said looping his arms around her as she slid down to lay next to him. He held her quivering body, stroking her hair softly while her body slowly calmed returning to almost normal.

“Richie, I love you sooooo much,” she said, still panting a bit. Her body was flushed, her chest heaving still as she turned, smiling at him with a satisfied glow on her face. She hooked her arms around his neck, lying her naked body along his side and lifted her face to his and licked his lips, chin, cheeks clean of her own sweet nectar before kissing him passionately.

I am a little embarrassed though,” she said quietly, with her head lowered resting on his chest, her hands softly caressing him.

“About what? You shouldn’t feel that way with me hon,” Rich said, having a good idea of why she felt that way. He was a bit surprised by her language, but thrilled that he could get her to let go like that.

“But the things I said…the way I yelled…acted…” she said, her voice trembling a bit.

“Sssshhhh,” he hushed her softly, lifting her chin so that she would look at him. “Meg, I love you, don’t you realize how happy it makes me that I can give you that kind of pleasure, hear you like that, see you like that, especially now.”

“But I feel guilty, Rich? You’re giving me all this pleasure and I’m not giving you…”

“We’ll have none of that. Remember, no guilt, no feeling sorry, none of it. You are giving me so much Meg. You’re love, your passion, even if I have to force it out of you,” he hesitated and chuckled, kissing away a tear that had fallen down her cheek. “And I’m going to keep doing it too, because that Meg, my love, is what makes both of us happy.”

“Oh God Richie, I do love you, I’ll always love you!” She whispered, smiling and he could see her obvious love, loyalty and devotion to him. They soon fell asleep in each other’s arms, both deliriously happy.

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The next couple weeks they spent more relaxed around each other with the sexual burden somewhat lifted from that night on. There were times when Megan was alone that she would feel guilt, even remorse at remembering her part in the reason he was bound to a wheelchair, but she kept these hidden from him. His strength and courage seemed to pull both of them together and she loved him for it more each day. Her only wish was that she could do more for him, but she having very little experience or knowledge, she racked her brain trying to think of things that would give him at least some small pleasure back compared to all the pleasure he gave her. She decided that maybe when he was in the right mood, she would try pleasing him orally, even though she knew what they had said, including Rich, she had to at least try.

She had been spending her morning’s working at the bookstore and then going to her classes in the afternoon. Her dance classes were the last ones before she left to go home and she was a bit down when her dance instructor asked her if everything was alright. She finally admitted she hadn’t been doing much practicing at home and told him about the circumstances. He understood, but told her that she really needed to work on it, and he even suggested that Rich watch her, maybe he could help her.

On the way home, she blushed thinking of dancing for Rich, surely he wouldn’t want to watch her do her routines. She had never danced in front of him, and although she wasn’t shy in class, for some reason the thought of dancing for him caused her to giggle nervously. She decided she would start practicing at home, maybe in their den where there was enough room, she just had to get over her nervousness about talking to Rich.

“Hi sweetie, did you have a good day?” She asked him when she came in. She could see he was a little tired and realized his therapist had probably just left after giving him a good work out.

“I’m great now that you’re here darlin, come over, have a seat and tell me about your day.” He said cheerfully and her heart went out to him, he always put his feelings aside for her, filling her heart with more love for him each day.

“Well, work went fine, the girls all said to tell you hi,” she said as she plopped herself down on his lap and looped her arms around his neck. “Wouldn’t you rather have me give you lots of kisses then talk about my day?” She giggled and planted several small kisses all over his face.

“I always love your kisses, Meg,” he chuckled, drawing her close to him, “but I also like hearing how my favorite girls day went.”

“Well, classes were okay…” she said, then hesitated. He immediately picked up on her nervousness and lifted her chin. Without words, his eyes let her know she needed to tell him what was bothering her. “My dance classes aren’t going as well as they should be, I need to start practicing more.”

“So what’s the problem, there’s enough room here for you to do that.” He said, still holding her chin up, waiting for her to let out what the problem was.

She finally told him what her instructor had said about practicing and then taking a deep breath, “And he even suggested I dance in front of you, but I’m not sure…” She said, blushing brightly, turning her head from him.

 

[Miltone]

Richard Campbell

“Oh, come on Meg, what’s to be unsure of?” Rich remarked. His arms were wrapped lightly around her waist and just the nearness of her, the warmth of her body was enough to comfort him. He never said much about his days, since they were all the same, dealing with the same struggles and challenges that he had never thought would be his to bear. His favorite time of the day was when he heard Megan’s key in the lock and knew that he’d be seeing his beauty, his love, his heart’s desire. Just to hear her voice soothed his rankled emotions. “You know that I’d love to see you dance. You know I can move pretty good for a white boy,” Rich said unthinking of the wheel chair he sat upon. “Used to … used to, darlin.”

“I know, Ritchie,” she replied kissing him on the forehead.

“But anyway, maybe you can show off your moves and I can help you, you know, let you know if you’re doing something wrong.”

“I don’t know, Ritchie,” Megan replied hesitantly. “You don’t know the routine and I’m not all that good and …”

“Hey! I won’t hear any of that in my dance studio, darlin! Now get changed and let’s get working!” he said, feeling excited about something for the first time in weeks. Megan hugged him and got up to change into her leotard and tights. He found the tape of the dance music she had been listening to and trying to practice with a few days ago. Cueing it up on the stereo, he wheeled back out of the way and listened to it. A familiar pop hit from a few years ago, it had a great driving beat and Rich felt his head and shoulders nod in time to the music. When he heard a giggle he looked up to see Megan standing at the doorway. She was wearing a tight beige leotard and matching tights that clung to her slender figure like a second skin. She had pulled her long dark hair back into a tight ponytail. Damn! She looked adorable! He clapped his hands. “All right, girls! Work with me on this! Five, six, seven, eight!”

Megan laughed aloud and then went over to restart the music. She took a deep breath and assumed her position waiting for the tune to start. It took a couple of attempts before she got it right, but each time she restarted, it looked better and more complete. She was certainly nervous, almost continually looking at Rich for his approval. He smiled and nodded when it seemed like she was getting it; he laughed when she screwed up and then clapped his hands.

“All right … take it from the top!” he called out, pressing the buttons on the remote control to reset her music. After a couple more attempts, she was able to get through the piece without stumbling and Rich applauded heartily. “Bravo!” he cried out. “Vunderbar! Now why don’t you come over here for your reward!”

“And what’s my reward?” Megan asked as she sauntered over toward him, her cheeks flushed and her body glistening with perspiration.

“Just this,” he said, tugging her face down toward his to kiss her. It was a long deep kiss that drew her into his lap again. “You know, you’re really quite good. If you listen to me, sweetheart, you can go places. Whadda ya say?” Rich remarked in his favorite showbiz agent’s voice. She giggled and hugged him.

“I’ll bet you say that to all the dancers who take your private lessons,” Megan replied.

“No, just the ones who dance exclusively for me,” he answered. After another long kiss Rich stroked her cheek and looked into her eyes. “You know you are quite good. Meg. I love to watch you dance for me.”

“Really? I just feel so … so … so funny doing it,” she remarked. “Strangers are no problem, but you … you’re different.”

“But I love to watch you dance,” he said, his hands caressing up and down her back. “Maybe you would … um, dance something sort of special for me.”

“What do you mean?” Megan asked.

“I dunno, something special, maybe something really kind of … sort of … sexy, you know,” he said. Rich felt his face grow warm and flushed at the suggestion and saw hers do the same.

“Oh, I don’t think so, Ritchie,” she said.

“Come on, Babe. Just for me?” he asked. Rich looked at her hoping that she could see the desire in his eyes. He wanted to watch her dance, not just some simple dance class routine, but something really exotic and erotic.

“I don’t know,” she said still a bit uncertain. “Just what sort of dance?”

“Something on your own, something that expresses what a sexy young girl you are,” Rich suggested. “Come on, Meg. It’s not like the world is watching or anything.”

“Oh, all right. But just for you,” Megan replied, her face curling into a slight smile. She leaned toward him and brushed her lips against his again. His hands hadn’t left her body, gliding up and down her back gently, his fingertips tracing the outline of her leotard.

“Maybe you could … um, you know … maybe take this off for me,” he said fingering the strap of her leotard. “I mean just as a suggestion.”

She leaned back from him and looked into his eyes. “You want me to … to … to strip for you … and dance naked?”

“Well, um, yeah! I do,” he replied. “But not if you’re not into it.”

“Oh, Rich,” she said slowly. “You know that there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you, anything! And when you look at me like that, you know I can’t deny you.” Megan leaned forward and kissed him again. Their lips didn’t part until she had gotten up from his lap and had begun to back away. She looked through their music collection and pulled out a hard rocking album by Creed and showed it to Rich. He smiled and nodded. “Ohmigod! I can’t believe I’m doing this!” she said after cueing up the tune, standing up and pulling at her leotard.

“I love you, Meg!” he said, his face smiling broadly as she blushed and pulled her straps down from her shoulders. Rich felt his heart beat soundly as he watched her slowly bare her trim body, her firm breasts with the dark tight nipples, her narrow waist and the sensual flare of her hips. She pulled down her tights at the same time and after stepping from her dance costume, dropped it on the floor beside her. Standing naked before him, she fidgeted for a moment, almost as if trying to cover up her nakedness before the admiring look in his eyes helped her relax. “You are beautiful, Megan,” he said. “You are … so beautiful! Dance for me, darlin! Dance for me!”

She leaned down and started up the song. Swinging her head from side to side in time to the hard driving tune, she pulled the tie from her hair and let it fall free and flow about her shoulders. Swaying from the hips, she began to dance. Rich sighed at the sight of his beautiful wife completely naked, dancing for him. With each beat she seemed to grow more confident and certainly sexier in her moves. She bent over, she turned, she turned and bent over, she moved like the hot, sexy girl he had married. Rich felt his body tingling with desire. Oh god! How he loved her! Oh, god how he wished he could make love to her! Oh god!

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Megan Campbell

At first, standing there naked and swaying to the music, Megan felt herself blushing having Rich’s eyes watching her every move. But as she let her hair down and began to loosen up, her eyes focused on his and it was very plain to her that the more she moved, the more desire she saw in his eyes. She could see the intensity in his eyes as she turned, twisted and bent over, seductively exposing every part of her body to him and as she did this she could feel her own heat building.

“Oh God Darlin, you have no idea how sexy you look dancing and touching yourself like that.” Rich groaned as he watched her run her fingers up the curves of her tiny waist to cup her firm breasts in her hand, running her thumbs across her nipples.

“You really like watching me like this?” Megan asked with a coy blush, but he could see the sparkle of excitement in her eyes as she continued swaying her hips and caressing her breasts.

“I think sexy lady, you are rather enjoying it too!” Rich said in a deep lust filled voice.

“You know I love doing anything that makes you smile like that, my sexy handsome husband.” Megan said, getting a bit braver and more flirtatious as she swayed her body near him.

She turned, not far from his reach, spreading her legs and bent down touching her fingers to the floor before running them up slowly the insides of her legs. She heard him groan again, and looked between her legs with a teasing smile, as she sensually wiggled her ass, with her wet slit in full view for him.

Rich was mesmerized by her moves and as she came up to his chair, she straddled his legs, giving him a wide view of her glistening pussy. He loved the playful sexual intensity he saw in her eyes as she leaned down cupping her breasts and invitingly thrust them out to him, teasing him. Not being able to resist such a delightful temptation, he quickly leaned forward kissing first one, then her other breast.

“God you have no idea what you’re doing to me,” he groaned as she sat down on his knees and having shorts on, oh how she wished he could feel her warm wetness as she rocked back and forth.

“I didn’t know how hot I’d feel having you watch me like this either,” she sighed as she leaned down to kiss him. Her fingers eagerly went the to hem of his t-shirt and as their kiss broke she lifted it over his head and tossed it aside. He moaned again when she leaned forward, straightened out her legs and slid her body down his, licking her tongue down his chest as she did. When she was kneeling on the floor, her fingers went to the zipper of his shorts and his hand immediately came up to stop her, his eyes filled with a mixture of emotions.

“Meg, I don’t…”

“Richie, that doesn’t matter, I still like feeling your naked body on mine,” she said, the love and sincerity showing deeply in her eyes as she pushed his hand away. As soon as his zipper was undone, her hands went to his hips and as he lifted himself up on the chair, she pulled his shorts off. “Mmmmm, now this is what I like, both of us naked,” she crooned, sliding her body back up his and knelt in the chair with him.

“Damn darlin you feel so good, but…”

“And so do you sweetie, real good,” she said purposely interrupting him. With her hands on his shoulders, she again started swaying her body back and forth to the beat of the music.

His hands went around her, his fingers caressing up and down her back and ass while she moved making her shiver as she danced, touching every part of her body she could seductively against his. He watched excitedly as she played with her tits and nipples and he saw the heat and passion rising in her. She lifted her body up and down, although his eyes were focused on hers and her breasts and he was unaware that she was rubbing her pussy back and forth against his flaccid cock.

“Oh God Richie, doing this for you is such a turn on!” She moaned into his ear as she kissed and nibbled on his ears and neck hungrily. She also was rocking her hips back and forth, pressing down against him even harder with her pussy hot and dripping with desire.

“For me to Meg, god I love it when you’re like this,” he growled into her neck and squeezed the cheeks of her ass hard, making her moan even louder. With his hands on her ass and the way she was moving and grinding herself on him, it didn’t take him long to figure out what she was attempting to do. Without saying a word, he slid one hand around her hip and down to her anxious pussy, cupping her smooth sex and teased her wet folds.

“OH YESSSSS,” she let out, rocking herself on his hand.

 

[Miltone]

Richard Campbell

With Megan kneeling on his wheelchair, her pussy grinding against his hand, Rich wanted to make love to her, feel her hot wet pussy grip his cock, feel his hot cum shoot up into her dripping cunt. But as his limp cock lay helplessly in his lap, Rich could only think of making her cum, giving her satisfaction in the only way he had remaining.

His mouth seized her nipples, taking each one hungrily into his mouth, sucking on them hard, drawing them deep into his mouth, raking his teeth on them, and feeling her writhe and shiver from the sensation. He placed one hand on her belly and slipped it down, his fingers snaking along her folds, quickly finding the hot wet inner lips of her tight little pussy and parting them, slipping a couple of fingers up inside her as his thumb brushed against her hooded little clit. His other hand backed away from her pussy and rubbed against the tight ring of her anus. When his finger probed gently at her opening, she stiffened for a moment and moaned.

“Rich honey … ooo,” she moaned loudly reaching down to grab at the offending hand. He let it fall away and concentrated instead on her sweet sopping wet pussy.

As Megan rocked her hips, Rich slipped a third finger into her, turning and twisting them as he thrust them upward, certain to brush his thumb against her clit. Rich could feel her wetness flowing down onto his hand and dripping down onto his belly. She rocked and bounced on his chair faster and faster until finally she began to cum, her body quivering and shaking as he plunged and twisted his fingers in her pussy.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, Ritchie!” she cried out as she settled her body down onto his lap. Pulling her nipples away from his mouth, she brought her lips down to kiss him with a fire he hadn’t ever felt in her. Her mouth feasted on his, her lips and teeth nibbling on him, kissing his face and chin and then his neck. Megan began to kiss and touch his neck and shoulders and chest.

“Oh, darlin’ … you liked that?” he asked, slipping his hand from her pussy and dragging it up over her body. It was a silly tease of a question, but he wanted to hear the answer from her.

“I loved it!” she said in between hot little nipping kisses on his chest and nipples. “I just love the way you make me feel, Ritchie!” She slipped her legs down from the wheelchair and knelt before him, kissing and licking his belly.

“Megan, no …” Rich said, trying to keep her from going lower.

“But I want to … I want to please you,” she said breathlessly, her hands running up and down his useless thighs.

He could sense her touch on him, feel the pressure of her hands, but that was it.

“Don’t Megan … don’t disappoint yourself,” he said as her passionate kisses drifted down over his belly toward his flaccid cock. “Don’t try this.”

She took his limp cock in her hands and stroked it gently. It looked much like it had before the accident, a nice size even when limp. He was able to use it for the basic urinary function, but his injuries kept him from sensing the pleasure and excitement needed to perform sexually.

“I want to please you too, Ritchie! Let’s try, Baby, can we? Let’s see if the doctors are wrong.” She looked up at him, pleading with her big dark eyes that Rich always found irresistible.

“Don’t, Meg … don’t …” he said, but she persisted, kissing him and holding his cock tenderly. It was like it was someone else’s dick, not his. He could see her touch it and kiss it and lick it, but the hot wonderful sensation was missing.

Megan sucked the head into her mouth, pulling on it, twirling her tongue around and around the head. Clamping her hand around the base seemed to help trap the blood and produce a semi-erect state. Rich tried to close his eyes and remember the hot wild sex they had shared on their honeymoon, but no amount of passion and desire on his or her part could get him fully hard, and when she let go to shift her position his cock fell down to his lap and quickly deflated. Though she tried again, it soon became obvious that nothing was going to happen. Rich heard her begin to sob softly and pulled at her chin to tilt her face upward toward him only to see the tears running down her cheeks.

“Come on, baby,” he said softly. “Come sit with me.”

Megan crawled up and curled into his lap. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly.

“This is what I want, to feel you close to me,” he whispered into her ear. “This is what gives me pleasure, Meg.”

They sat together for the longest while, until her tears stopped and he was able to make her smile and then laugh with some jokes he had heard on the TV. But after they had eaten and gone to bed, Rich lie in bed, feeling Megan’s sleeping form snuggle close beside him, thinking about how he wouldn’t be able to please her the way he wanted, the way she deserved, and wondered how he could find the way.

Sure she said she wanted to please him, but he knew what she really wanted. She wanted what he wanted, to have that terrific sex again that they had tasted on their wedding night and afterward. Damn! Life sucked! Just when their whole world had opened up and they were about to embark on a full pleasurable sex life, this had to happen. He promised himself to find a way. There had to be something he could do! It was late into the night before he finally fell asleep.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Megan Campbell

During the next several days Megan spent her time working, taking her classes and practicing with Rich’s help. She was always anxious to get home to him and he always had a smile on his face for her, along with his cheerful mood and words of love and praise for her. It never ceased to amaze her that he didn’t let his disability get to him like it did her. She loved him more each day for that, and did all she could when she was around him to make sure she stayed as up and positive as he was.

The times she spent away from him when she was alone, lost in her own thoughts were somewhat different. She totally enjoyed all the pleasure he gave her, mentally, emotionally and even sexually. She was amazed with the wonderful orgasms he gave her, sometimes so intense they surprised both of them, but….

OH God I love you Rich, but how it hurts knowing I can’t bring you the same pleasure as you do me. Knowing that no matter what I do I can’t turn you on like that anymore, even though it’s medical it breaks my heart.

Megan was sitting in the break room at work, her lunch in front of her untouched as a tear trickled down her face, lost in thought. She flashed back to the other night when she had tried so eagerly and hopefully to arouse him, to get his cock hard, but without luck. Even with her lips and mouth, remembering how excited and hard it would get him before and how happy and turned on that made both of them, this had even failed. Of course he had pleasured her, giving her orgasm after orgasm, but….

But dammit, I miss feeling his cock inside me, fucking me, that closeness, that intimacy. I can’t help it, cumming is wonderful, but fuck, I want so much to feel his cock again. God Damn why did this have to happen! If only I would have…

“Megan honey, you okay?” Ginger asked as she walked in the break room, instantly spotting the tears falling from Megan’s cheeks.

Megan looked up at her, but before she could answer, the tears came and Ginger went to her, hugging her as she sobbed. Ginger, one of Megan’s closest friends, only several years older than her, held her friend and listened as Megan spilled out her thoughts and feelings in between sobs. She told her things she hadn’t even shared with Rich, not wanting to hurt him or upset him with these things.

“Megan, you know Rich loves you, he would do anything for you if he could. Don’t you think he already has a good idea about some of what you feel? Don’t you think a lot of that might be bothering him too?’ Ginger said sitting next to Megan, handing her a tissue to wipe her tear streak face.

“Well yes, I suppose, but Ginger, he tries so hard and he really is such a wonderful lover, such a terrific man. I love him so much, I just feel like I’m being selfish even feeling like this, having these thoughts, especially when it was my fault…”

“Enough of that, you’ve already heard what Rich tells you. No going back getting lost in guilt and blame. And you’re human Meg, it’s not selfish to feel certain wants and desires even in your situation. But you know, sometime you and Rich need to talk all this over, share these things with him, let him tell you his thoughts and feelings too. But while you’re doing all that, here come with me.” Ginger said grabbing Megan’s hand and pulling her up.

She took her over to the adult section in the book store where they had a wide variety of books, videos, magazines on all types of sex subjects, ranging from toys, positions, problems, you name it, there was something there to be found.

“Oh my God!” Megan giggled, blushing when she saw the front cover of a magazine with a naked woman standing holding up a very large flesh colored dildo that looked exactly like a cock, against her lips.

“Exactly, maybe it’s time you and Rich start thinking about alternative things.”

“Oh I don’t know…I’m not really good at…I don’t know if I could tell him about this kind of stuff.” Megan said still blushing.

“Well, just think about it and look through some of this stuff. Eventually, the time might come when you have to talk to him about it, and you know even us women who do get fucked, still like some of these toys just for fun.” Ginger said giggling, breaking up the serious moment between them.

The two girls talked, laughed and giggled going through some of the books and magazines until it was time for Megan to get to her class. She hugged Ginger tightly, thanking her for all her help and being there for her. Megan left, feeling a whole lot better and even her dance instructor noticed her mood and was quite pleased with the improvement in her dancing.

“Sweetie, I’m home. I’ve missed you!” She said as she walked in the house. She was surprised when she didn’t hear him call out to her. She felt a knot in her belly and quickly went in the den where he was usually waiting for her. When he wasn’t there, she was really beginning to get worried.

“Rich, where are you babe, are you okay?” She asked as she wondered the house walking to their bedroom. When she walked in, she saw Rich sitting in bed with a sheet covering him naked body. “Rich honey, is everything okay?” She asked nervously walking over to him wondering if something was wrong.

 

[Miltone]

Richard Campbell

He heard Megan’s voice call out as he had almost everyday since they had settled into their cute little home in the suburbs. This had been a particularly nice day, warm and sunny and he had even dared to get out on his own, taking the advice of his therapist, to get acquainted with his surroundings, move outside, take advantage of the newly installed ramps that would enable him to go outside and tend the flower gardens. But as he sat beneath the sheets and heard her voice change from the open friendly sound he loved so much to one of caution and concern, Rich wondered for a moment if his plan was off the mark.

After talking to an old friend, one of the few who hadn’t sort of disappeared since the accident, Rich decided to do something about his dilemma. He had never been one to sit around and just let things happen and was always willing to take the lead. This current situation wasn’t going to catch him up short. When his best friend Eric came over and spent the better part of the day talking over what had been going on, Eric suggested a few things.

“Maybe a trip down to Donald’s might give you some ideas,” Eric had suggested.

”Donald’s Bookshoppe?” Rich had said, remembering the local adult bookstore and marital aids shop that the newspapers and DAR had tried to drum out of town and yet was a healthy and profitable member of the commercial community. “What could I possibly learn there?”

“Not so much what you learn, old chum,” Eric said. “But what you might find to sort of help you along.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you say that you think Megan is somehow unfulfilled since the accident, that no matter how viciously you eat her pussy and make her cum that something is still missing?” Eric asked, right on the mark as always.

“Absolutely! It’s like even though she goes through it, there’s something missing, like having me up inside her, shooting off. I mean, princess that she is, she won’t say a word about it, but I know it’s true.”

“Then maybe we need to take a road trip to Donald’s Bookshoppe And Emporium. I think that you might just find what you need there.”

And so they went. Rich had been there before to pick up some novelty items for their buddy Greg’s bachelor party. But that had been for a completely different purpose, and this time Rich couldn’t help but notice the looks he got when he wheeled himself through the store. Eric was really cool about it all, directing their search over to a special section labeled Marital Aids.

“You think this will work?” Rich asked.

“Hell, buddy, it can’t hurt,” Eric had said. “And if the little lady gets off on it, you’re all the better off, right?”

“Well, I’ll give it my best shot,” Rich said and they chuckled all the way to the checkout.

So now as he heard Megan’s voice calling for him while he waited in bed, Rich took his little tool in hand and said a little prayer. He had undressed and gotten himself into bed pulling the sheet up over him and his surprise.

“Rich, where are you babe, are you okay?” he heard her call out.

“In here, darlin’,” he said. Megan came to stand by the door to their room, looking inside. The look on her face was of deep concern and it was only then that he realized that she might have thought something was wrong, for he had always been waiting for her when she got home.

“Rich honey, is everything okay?” she asked.

“I’m great … how are you?” he asked.

“Tired but feeling good,” she said moving toward where he was sitting on the bed. “So what’s going on?”

“Just thought I’d have a little surprise waiting for you tonight,” he said.

“Oh, yeah? What sort of surprise?” she asked.

“One that you’ll have to come here and find out about,” he said, watching her approach the bed quickly. “But!” he said, holding up a hand to stop her where she stood beside the bed. “You’ve got to do one thing for me first.”

“One thing?” Megan asked. “What’s that?”

“I … uh, want you to dance for me again … like you did the other night,” he said hesitantly. Rich watched her expression change as she was obviously remembering the way she had danced for him before, not just her regular routine as over the past few nights, but the one where she danced naked for him, a hot, erotic dance that had given him wild exotic dreams ever since.

“The other night?” she said a bit nervously. “Naked?”

“Yeah. Just … sort of like that,” Rich replied. He watched as she immediately pulled at her clothes, particularly her snug little knit top that clung to her every curve and left a nice sexy band of flesh exposed around her waist.

“But Rich, you want me to strip and dance for you?”

“Yes. I do,” he said, his voice full of the serious emotion he felt for her.

“But you know … the way it ended … I mean, are you sure?” she asked, still fidgeting with her clothes, this time the low rise jeans she was wearing, the ones that never failed to bring a sexy whistle from Rich’s lips, especially when she showed off her trim round ass to him.

“Yes, darlin’. I’m sure,” Rich said.

“Okay,” she agreed, and then walked over to the stereo they kept on a table nearby. She looked back at Rich and smiled. Maybe she was going to get into this after all, Rich thought. She picked out a CD and when the hot raucous rock and roll started to play, she began to move for him. Her hips swayed, her shoulders too, swinging her body around and back again.

Rich loved to watch her dance, even at the couple of formal recitals he had seen. Her body was so expressive, so shapely, and so beautiful! And when she was dancing just for him, it was like heaven. As she turned around and back again, her hands toyed with her top, pulling it up and then letting it fall back down, each time leaving more of her trim waist for his eager view. Then she moved her hands to her jeans, opening her belt and popping open the button. When she tugged the zipper down all the way exposing a bit of her little pink thong, Rich felt his body quiver with excitement, his breathing increasing, his heart pumped faster.

Slowly and surely Megan lowered her jeans, each movement in perfect time with the hard driving rock beat, pulling them all the way down her long shapely legs until she had to step out of them to keep from falling. She turned away from him and bent over, drawing her hands up the inner sides of her legs, making sure when they reached the top that he could see her fingers sliding over the thin strip of pink fabric that barely covered her sex.

Rich loved the look on her face when she turned around to face him, the sexy smile, the look of appreciation as she recognized his glowing approval of her performance. It only seemed to make her move more erotically. Megan faced him as she swayed, running her hands up and down her body, cupping her firm little breasts and then plunging down over and inside her little pink panties. As she moved very close to Rich, she reached for the edge of her top, and quickly whipped it off over her head, letting her long dark hair sway side to side as her head tilted that way.

“You like baby?” Megan asked as she swayed before him in just her little pink bra and matching thong. Both garments were so sheer that he could see the luscious details underneath. Her small dark nipples were already erect and her pussy was getting wetter by the minute as she danced for her man.

“God, yes! I love the way you dance for me, darlin’,” Rich replied, his hands moving to his lap as she shimmied and swayed so seductively.

Megan came close to him by the side of the bed, just a breath away, and leaned forward placing her tits almost in his face. She arched her back and reached behind for the clasp to her bra. Unfastening it, she reached to the front and held it in place as the straps slipped from her shoulders. She backed away and turned, letting her long hair sway side to side as she pulled the little pink bra away from her body. Turning suddenly, she whirled the bra around and tossed it toward Rich, shimmying her shoulders to make her tits wiggle.

“Oh, god, YES!” Rich said with a big smile as he caught her bra and fondled it. He watched as Megan leaned forward and back, her fingers scooping up her tits and playing with them, teasing her dark nipples to a full erection as she pinched and pulled on them. “Oh, darlin’! Don’t stop now!”

Megan smiled and continued to move to the hard beat of the music. Her hips began to sway more and her fingers toyed with the thin elastic strap of her thong. Pulling it down, then pulling it up again. Finally when she had turned and spun enough, she turned her back to him, bent over, and tugged the little thong down from her pussy and along her legs. When she got it down near her ankles she left it and ran her hands up her legs. Peeking through the spread of her legs, she could see the flushed appearance of Rich’s face, the heated look in his eyes.

She quickly stepped from the thong and turned to face him again, her trim body fully naked and aroused. She allowed herself to touch her body, running fingers and palms over her breasts, her belly and ass, and her sweet little pussy. Rich could see that she was turned on; her pink inner lips were exposed and glistening. He reached under the sheet and took hold of his surprise.

“How am I doing?” Megan asked, moving closer to the bed, still moving to the beat of the music.

“Oh, fuck, Darlin’! You are so sexy and beautiful when you dance for me!” Rich exclaimed.

“So does this do anything for you?” she asked, climbing onto the bed.

“Oh, yeah!” he grinned. “Does this do anything for you?” he asked and lifted up the strap on prosthesis to make a huge tent in the sheet.

“Ohmigod!” Megan shouted and pulled the sheet down from his waist.

Rich could see the flash of disappointment when she realized that it wasn’t his cock, which was lying limp and unresponsive in his lap, but a lifelike and slightly bigger than life-sized strap on dildo that he held. Megan’s eyes flitted between the dildo and his eyes. For a moment, Rich wasn’t sure if she would simply storm out of the room or go for it. And for that moment he regretted having ever entertained the thought of buying it. But then Megan looked down at the toy and smiled. She took it into her hands and stroked it. It wasn’t as warm as his flesh would have been, but felt similar. And it was big, longer and thicker than his own cock had been, even in its full glory.

“You like?” Rich asked. “I got it for you!”

“I … I think it’s beautiful!” she said and leaned forward to kiss it. “I like your new cock, Rich. It’s gorgeous!”

Rich smiled as she licked around it. He had washed the thing thoroughly and even sprayed just a touch of his cologne on it. The most expensive and lifelike of all that he and Eric had seen, he had hoped that maybe this would bring Megan the pleasure that she had been missing. It even had a little reservoir where you could put a special secretion of artificial cum for that special moment. When Megan brought her lips up to his, Rich could see the look of full arousal on her face. They kissed with an intense sexual energy and as his hands glided down over her body, her could feel that she was ready for him to fuck her, even if it was with an artificial dick.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Megan Campbell

When she had seen the high rise in the sheet her heart had raced thinking, they had been wrong and his cock was able to get hard. Her disappointment must have shown in her eyes when she saw the strap on dildo because she noticed Rich’s expression fade from excitement to almost embarrassed.

“I … I think it’s beautiful!” she said and leaned forward to kiss it. “I like your new cock, Rich. It’s gorgeous!”

“God darlin, you have no idea how worried I was that you might not even want to touch it.” Rich said his eyes gleaming with excitement seeing the arousal in hers.

Their lips met in another intense kiss as she crawled up on the bed, straddling his legs and knelt up. She rolled her hips, pressing her soft silken pussy against the cock like dildo. Knowing how much this meant to both of them and he had been willing to do this had her bursting with love and desire for him. While his hands slid up the soft curves of her body to fondle her pert nipples, Megan’s hands slowly stroked the artificial dick, rubbing it along her moist slit. Rich saw the smile and delighted look on her face and could tell she was very impressed at how life like it looked and felt.

“Mmmm, I love how it feels already,” she moaned softly as she pressed the tip up a bit inside the entrance of her wet opening.

“Uhmmm, that’s what I like to hear,” Rich said in a deep voice, totally inflamed by the desire and lust he was seeing in her eyes.

Megan moaned and arched her back as she slowly pushed down, savoring the wonderful feeling of her pussy being filled and stretched with the dildo. As Rich kept watching her with his own pleasure increasing, he rolled her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, stimulating her even more.

“Oh God Rich this feels so good,” she moaned out louder and began to lift up and down riding him.

“Oh yeah babe ride it! Fuck me darlin, fuck me hard the way you like to!” He growled, tons of emotions were filling all his senses, excited, pleased, aroused that he was able to give her what he knew she needed, wanted.

Combing the fact of dancing for him, that he had done this out of the love he had for her, the way he was touching her and having been so long with out the feel of a cock in side her, Megan was feeling like one ball of intense heat. Her thighs were quivering against his as she started bouncing up and down fast and hard, while her tits jiggled in Rich’s hands.

He slid his hands around her firm young hips and his fingers dug into the cheeks of tight her ass, bouncing her even harder on his lap while his mouth clamped on her rock hard nipple, teasing it between his teeth. She was panting and cried out again and again each time the dildo penetrated her, brushing against her swollen clit as it did. The room was filled with the slapping sounds of her ass as it slammed against his thighs, sloshing wet noises as her dripping pussy rode him hard and heavy, and the moans and groans of two people totally lost in the pleasures each were feeling.

“OH GOD RICH…I’m gonna…I’m gonna…” she cried out feeling knots in her belly, her pussy tightening, hot rushes of excitement were hitting all her nerve endings as her climax started.

“YEAH DARLIN, CUM, CUM FOR ME! FEEL ME CUM!” Rich yelled out, letting her nipple pop from his mouth before clamping on the other perky one and gently bite down on it. He slid one hand around to her pussy and with his thumb rubbed her already hot quivering clit while pressing his fingers to what triggered the fake cum.

“OH YESSSSSSSSS…CUMMING….OH YESSSSS RICH, YESSSSSS.” She screamed out feeling the liquid shoot deep insider her. She contracted hard, her body shook wildly and she collapsed down against his chest, thrashing, rocking, moaning as ripples of pleasure swept thru her.

 

[Miltone]

Richard Campbell

As he felt Megan surrender to the pleasure of the moment, her trim body trembling as she rode his substitute, Rich himself felt something, not unlike an orgasm. A build up of tension as he watched and felt her bounce and sway on top of him, followed by a release of that great exciting tension, a rush of sensations that left him feeling satisfied.

His limp unfeeling cock served only as the base for this new tool, enviably larger than his own had been. Maybe with the correct use, this could bring Megan the more complete pleasure that she seemed to crave and that he wished for her. Certainly her response had been rewarding. She now rested upon him for several moments, her cheek pressed against his chest, and his hands tracing little patterns on her supple flesh.

“Oh, baby!” he whispered to her. “Did that feel good for you?”

“Oh, yes, Rich, almost like … like before,” she said after she had paused, perhaps struggling to find the right words. “Mmm, I want to take a close look at this beauty,” she said, rising up and letting the phallus slip from her wet cunt. When some creamy liquid seeped from her pussy, she rubbed her fingers through it and giggled. “Look, Rich, just like the real thing!”

Megan knelt between his lifeless legs and fondled the tall thick dildo. It was as lifelike as such a thing could be. Close enough in color and texture with just the right degree of softness that didn’t feel too rubbery. Even the part at the bottom that was molded to look like a pair of balls was perfect. She licked and lapped at the tall dick, her tongue tingling at the taste of her own juices.

Rich leaned back in the bed against the bank of pillows he had set and watched as Megan made love to their new toy, sucking on it as if it were his own cock, getting it warm and wet, so wet that she climbed up, turned around and stuffed it right up into her pussy again. Rich loved the look from this side and watched with pleasure as she rode him hard and fast again. The cheeks of her sweet firm ass smacked down against his belly as she leaned forward and rocked her hips up and down. When it looked like she was nearing her climax, he reached underneath his hips and tried to push his body up and pump the plastic cock into her slick pussy. After she came again hotly and quickly, they rolled to the side and lay together as spoons in a drawer.

“I think like your new toy,” Megan said as they lie together afterwards, his arms wrapped around her.

“You know I love you and want to make you happy, Meg,” he said slowly. “I’ll do anything to make you happy.”

“You already have,” she answered.

Within a few minutes, they both began to grow hungry and thoughts of dinner took precedence. When Megan went to slip into her robe, Rich asked her not to. “Let’s dine au naturel,” he suggested. He loved the sweet flushed look on her face when he suggested such a thing. Soon she had washed up and went to the kitchen to start dinner. Rich got himself together and wheeled up behind her, the plastic cock still strapped around his hips, standing proud and tall. “You know I’ll bet there are some wives who would kill to have a husband who can sport a cock like this twenty-four-seven,” he said. Megan turned her naked body around and laughed, leaning over to kiss her husband fully on the lips.

“You are a special man, and I am so lucky to have you,” she said.

Damn! She always knew what to say. And despite her shyness about sex, she was a sexy young woman. He knew he couldn’t hide the feelings of desire he felt when he looked at her. Just to touch her soft sleek skin and feel the warmth beside him every night was like a taste of heaven. And later as they finished dinner and they lie together on the bed, still naked, his new toy still standing tall, he put his arms around her and hugged her tightly, with all his strength.

“I love you, Darlin,’ ” he said.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Megan Campbell

“I love you to sweetie, so so very much,” Megan whispered in his ear, cuddling closer to him.

Oh how she loved being in his loving embrace, their hearts beating as one, the soft caresses, the whispers, laughs and giggles right before they would drift off to sleep. Which in fact it wasn’t long before both of them were sound asleep, content, satisfied and asleep in the warmth of each other’s arms. Rich with a smile on his face, reminding himself to thank Erick, and Megan a smile on her face for what Rich had given, artificial or not, he had filled a need in her that she hadn’t even realized how much she missed until then.
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Several weeks had passed and both of them were enjoying the wonderful time together, life finally seeming to be more like normal. Now that Rich had ventured out, they started going out more, dinners, the movies, parties with both of them almost forgetting that he even had a disability. For the most part, people were nice, friendly, their true friends even teased them both relentlessly about everything including their sex life.

Only on certain occasions did either one of them glance at each other with a certain look, although not expressing their thoughts. On these occasions, such as a party one night when everyone got up to dance, he looked over at her, and suddenly she was in his lap and giggling, telling him to show them all just how could he moved. He would hug her and soon he had his chair spinning around, her laughing and giggling, lavishing him with kisses all over his face and neck.

Another time they were at the show, and he caught her watching a couple several rows up from them. The theater was dark, but it was obvious the young woman was in the man’s lap and Rich turned to Megan asking her if she would go get him something to drink, he also whispered for her to take her panties off before she came back. When she returned Rich had managed to get out of his wheel chair thanking his therapist for all the work out with his arms and was in her seat. She was already excited when he had told her to remove her panties, thinking maybe he was going to play a little, but when she saw him sitting in her seat patting his lap, shivers went thru her and she giggled delightfully. She immediately sat down, and it was only moments when he slipped his new cock deep inside her and she rode to her hearts content.

One night Megan had decided to bring a movie home for them to watch, one out of the adult section. She had gotten a little bit less shy with him, being able to walk around naked, dance for him, try various toys they had gotten, but this time she wanted to surprise him with something he didn’t expect. She knew that he had at one time, before his accident, suggested them watching porno movies, but her being too bashful, never had carried shown any interest. He was overjoyed and although she blushed when she showed him the movie, he could tell she was really excited. After dinner they had gotten on his bed and sat together watching the movie and little by little, they started undressing each other as they watched, both of them becoming very aroused.

During several parts of the movie, Megan had actually felt like the actress in the movie as they started copying some of the things done in the movie. In the movie when the woman’s breasts were sucked, Rich was sucking hers. When the woman was stroking the man’s cock, she would be stroking the strap on. When the actor had told the woman to spread her legs and play with her pussy, Rich was telling her and she, although a deep crimson color, played with her pussy and tits for him. And it followed, certain scenes, Rich would eat her pussy, Meg would suck on the artificial dick, and back and forth until soon they were fucking wildly, until they both collapsed. As they lay naked, Rich thanked her over and over for what he knew had been something hard for her to do.

Later that night, she stood naked at the door watching him sleep, with her nightie in her hands. Her heart was filled with a love she had never known possible. For the last several months at home, he had been doing wonderful, they had been doing wonderful, but then why did she have this tug on her heart. Megan walked to the bathroom, and standing under the spray of the shower, she thought over all the joys they had explored in the last few months that had given both of them pleasure. She had been surprised at first when he had started asking her to dance for him, then erotically and taking off her clothes as she did. She soon learned although Rich didn’t get pleasure in the regular way, the pleasure from watching her dance, watching her touch herself or pleasure herself, even suggesting her to do things, and his new toy, gave him great joy. It also helped her, for there wasn’t much she wouldn’t do for him and he had given her more pleasure than she would have ever thought of.

Why tonight, under the water, did the hot flood of tears scorch her eyes, she thought, trying to shake the feeling and stop the tears. But she knew, after watching the movie, even after everything they had shared, she knew what was still missing and would never be there unless they found something that would give him back the use of his cock, his legs. She yelled at herself for being so selfish, for wanting something even after he had already given her so much. Why couldn’t she just be happy with this, how could she even think of wanting anything else when it was he would was missing so much more than she was.

Over and over in her head the fantasy’s that he had told her he wanted them to share circled her head. In the movie when the man came up behind the women, pushed her over the desk, lifted her skirt and fucked her, that would never be. When the man in the movie had said suck my cock and groaned when the woman did, she would never see that kind of passion in Rich, he could not feel that and that was something she never realized she missed. The spontaneous sex that they shared that could not take place now with him in a wheel chair, the times that he would say “Oh darlin I’m gonna fuck you so hard,” the words were there but because he couldn’t move like that, things were different.

Megan leaned against the shower wall, and let the tears flow, sobbing. The love she felt for Rich greater than it had ever been making her feel so selfish at wanting things that she tried to convince herself didn’t matter.

“Meg, are you okay in there?” Rich called out having heard something and noticed she wasn’t in bed.

“Mmmm…yeah sweetie….be right there….” Megan opened the shower door and called out to him, wiping the tears from her eyes and hoping he did not hear that she had been crying or the pain in her voice.

When she dried off, she got back in bed, she saw a questioning and concerned look in his eyes. She cuddled up to him and gave him a tender loving kiss, hugging him tightly.

“I love you Richie, I love you soooo much,” she whispered and laid her head on his shoulder. “Just hold me please, just hold me tight.”

 

[Miltone]

Richard Campbell

“I love you too, Baby … just so damn much!”

Rich held her. He held Megan tightly, but as he did so he began to think that there was something beyond just being close. For the least little moment while she was in the bath he thought he had heard some different noises, the sounds of her crying. At first he had discounted it, for what did she have to cry about. But then he began to think. Even as her body grew heavy with sleepiness, he thought about how he could never be the husband that he had pledged before God and man that he would be. Christ! From the waist down he was senseless, unable to make a single muscle move, his lifeless limbs kept alive only by the tireless work of his therapist, manipulating his legs, massaging him, giving him the only other hope than what Megan could provide.

He hated this condition. He had such dreams of them being together, of how he would teach her and how they would learn together all of the pages of the book of lovemaking. He knew now that none of that would ever happen … shit, nothing would ever happen again. He had thought that maybe with the right device something would click. But the long thick shaft of rubberized plastic could only go so far. It couldn’t replace his cock, his old cock, the one that would spring to life with the least little look from Megan’s big dark eyes, the one that could grow hard quickly and stay hard and pleasure her again and again until she quivered and whimpered uncontrollably.

Megan was so important to him, so beautiful, so understanding, trying so hard to carry on by going to work and her classes as if nothing had ever happened. She had never said a contrary word when he had suggested new and different things. She had always thrown herself into whatever he asked without a single question. When he asked her to dance for him, she danced. When he suggested that she strip for him, she stripped. When he bought his stinking plastic dick, she sucked it and fucked it as if it was his own flesh and blood.

But all of this didn’t matter to him now as Megan fell off into dreamland and he held onto her. He could tongue her till it fell off, he could finger her till she screamed and came a thousand times, but none of it would ever be the same, none of it would ever have the same feeling and intimacy that their being together once had. He hated this condition. He fucking hated it! And he fell asleep with the determination that he would find a way to satisfy her, his sweet sexy Megan, the love of his life!

It wasn’t until a few days later when he worked up the courage to talk to his doctor about it. He was a decent young guy who had tried everything he knew to help Rich regain something of his old life—anything of his old life. When the doc asked him how things were going, Rich decided to be completely honest and told him.

“Doc, I just don’t see myself as being able to please her, the way I did, the way I want to,” he told him. “She has been so beautiful about it, so loving and caring, it makes me get the creeps thinking about what is and what should be.”

“The first thing is that you don’t want to take it personally,” his doctor said. “You can’t beat yourself up about something that you didn’t ask for. Accidents happen, Rich. The strong get over them and move on, and maybe that’s what you should do.”

“But that’s just it, Doc,” Rich replied. “I’m over it and have gotten on … and it’s the getting on that bothers me.”

“You’ve taken great strides in your therapy, why you can now …”

“Yeah, yeah, Doc,” Rich said exasperatedly. “I can get my useless ass from the chair to the bed and back again. I can wheel myself out among the rest of the population without a bit of trouble. I’m even having a car outfitted with all the levers and shit that will help me be able to drive myself around. But when it comes to pleasing Megan, really pleasing her, you know, like a real man should, that’s when it all falls apart. She wants more, I can tell … she doesn’t say a word about it, but she deserves more, absolutely!”

“I don’t know what to say, Richard,” the doc answered. “Perhaps if you would like, I could refer you to a family health specialist, someone who might be able to assist you in getting over these feelings. They have many sorts of treatments and therapies that can help you … both of you. Massages, prostheses, surrogates, many other things.”

Rich looked at the doc. Easy for him to say, since he was a good looking guy, a little older than Rich, but certainly one with everything to live for, one who could have as many girls as he wanted, if he wanted. And then something the doc said took hold in Rich’s mind. Did he say surrogates? Some other man? Some well-endowed young stud with a real live cock to take his place? Just as his lurid imagination began to play with him, so did the line between his sense of correctness and propriety and wild imagination become gray. The doc was tall and well-built, and could probably stand in nicely as the “Rich” he used to be. Then he looked at the doc again and laughed. Was this how far he had sunken to even think of his doctor in that way?

“I don’t know, Doc,” Rich said trying to shake those thoughts from his head. “We’ve already tried touching and massages and that was all right. I even bought a big ole toy for her, and that works pretty good most of the time. But there’s something lacking. You know, it’s like, once she’s had a real dick inside her, she wants it some more. Know what I mean?” He watched as his doctor’s face turned red. Rich had seen the way he eyed Megan when they came in together. The poor guy was probably picturing Megan getting royally stuffed with a dick—maybe even his own.

“Well, um … Rich, perhaps this is something we need to explore further,” the Doc replied. “Maybe we can take this up during your appointment in a couple weeks. In the meantime, let me write out a referral to a clinic that handles these sorts of cases. Maybe there is something that they can do to help.”

The doc was right. He was a smart guy. This was something to think about and talk about with Meg and not go overboard at first thought. But as Rich watched the doc scribble some notes on his chart, and get up to leave, Rich assessed him. He didn’t want some strange cock popped into his Megan, no matter what the setup. Maybe someone like the doc would be better. The doctor left for the room for a moment and returned with a referral form.

“This place is highly recommended, Rich,” the doctor said. “They are the best. Call them up and set something up. I’m sure that they can help you.”

“Thanks, Doc,” Rich said. “I appreciate your concern and help.”

“Well, I’ll always try to do whatever I can to help you out, and Megan too,” the doc replied.

Rich smiled at the thought. Maybe the doctor’s words were innocent, but they carried some real meaning to Rich. As his therapist drove him home, Rich thought over the strange thoughts that had suddenly entered his mind. If he couldn’t give Megan the satisfaction she deserved, what was wrong in picking out someone who could, a discreet professional of his own choosing? Why not? The hardest part would be approaching Megan. She had been so sweet about everything so far, but would she want to take this kind of step next?

Rich had dinner already started when Megan arrived at home that evening. She came in looking so fresh and happy when most people would have been worn out and tired from a long day. And she looked particularly sexy in a cute little short khaki skirt and sexy little burgundy top. She slipped into his lap and melted into the hot kisses he had waiting for her.

“Mmm, Rich,” she moaned as his hands moved lightly over her body, her back and breasts. She kissed him in return and placed her hand on top of his that was gently caressing her firm breast and stiffened nipple. “That feels sooo good. You’ve been saving up for me, I can tell.”

“And so have you,” Rich replied. They sat together for several minutes, Megan letting Rich play with her body until it was time to tend to dinner. “I’ve got everything going except for a salad,” he said. “You mind helping out?”

“Not at all, Babe,” she said, giving him a long deep wet kiss and then slipped up from his lap. She went to the fridge and got out the romaine and tomatoes and cucumber and began cutting them up for a salad. She looked so cute and sexy standing at the counter, her heeled sandals helping to give her long shapely dancer’s leg a nice curving look. Rich checked the stove and turned everything down low. Then he wheeled over behind her and ran his hand up the back of her leg, from her calve and back of her knee up to her supple thigh and past the hem of her skirt till he reached the bare cheek of her ass. “Richard!” she said, trying to concentrate on preparing the salad as his hand traced the outline of her thong. “I’ve got a really sharp knife in my hand.”

“Hey, I’m not doing anything,” Rich protested as his hand palmed her butt and his thumb probed between the split of her legs, feeling the warm folds of her sex through the thin silk of her thong. “Just trying to inspire my favorite chef.”

“I think you’re doing something else,” she said, feeling his thumb press up against her sex.

“Well, I can do something else, you know,” Rich said, lifting his other hand up under her skirt to cup the other cheek of her butt.

“There’s always a ‘something else’ with you, isn’t there, Rich?” she moaned as he caressed her ass.

“Always,” he answered. Rich suddenly pushed her skirt up baring her ass and leaned in to kiss both cheeks. He dragged his tongue over her smooth tight butt, kissing it along the way. Then he let his tongue dance along the edge of her thong down toward the bottom.

“Mmm, Rich? What about dinner?” Megan asked, moaning with pleasure.

“Let’s just say that I feel like a little appetizer tonight,” he said, pulling her cheeks apart and letting his tongue flicker in between. Megan set the knife down and leaned forward onto the counter, arching her back and thrusting her ass back toward him, making her sweet little pussy easier for him to reach. Rich hooked his fingers inside her thong and pulled it over to the side, baring her ass and pussy. Pulling her hips back toward him, he drew his tongue up and down over her pussy and ass, feeling her quiver and hearing her gasp.

“Oh … oh … oh, Rich!” she sighed. “That feels soooo good!”

“And you taste so good too!” he replied and then plied her pussy lips with long deep wet strokes of his tongue. He brought his fingers up along the inner part of her thigh and then fingered her shy little clit. “You know, I was talking with the doc today,” he said.

“Um, yeah … but, Babe … oh, yes, Rich … just like that!” she moaned as his tongue attacked her pussy again with deep penetrating licks up her opening. “But hon, are you sure … you want … to talk about it now?”

“Well he was saying something about surrogates, you know, sexual surrogates,” Rich said, replacing his tongue with a couple of fingers.

“But Rich … mmm, yes!” she sighed, pressing her pussy back firmly against his touch. “We don’t really need that sort of thing, do we?”

“I was thinking of you, Meg, that maybe it was something that you might want,” Rich said slipping a third fingers up inside her tight wet pussy. He felt her pussy tighten up around his fingers and she stopped moving. Maybe this wasn’t the time or place to bring this topic up. He leaned forward and kissed her butt and his tongue and fingers switched places. God, he loved the taste of her pussy! God, he wanted her to be pleasured! Oh, God, he wanted her to be completely happy!

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Megan Campbell

“But a surrog….oooooh Christ Rich…” she was taken back by his suggestion, but her train of thought was quickly changed when she felt him slip his fingers from her gripping pussy, replacing it with his heavenly tongue.

Rich tucked his fingers in the tiny elastic waistband of her thong and pulled it down to her knees, only lifting his mouth from her sweet pussy for a brief second. He spread the cheeks of her as wide and licked her entire region, slowly, sensually, seductively. She was wiggling her butt back and forth, pressing back to his mouth, sighing deeply in pleasure as he breathed in the scent of her arousal letting it fill his nostrils and made love to her pussy, darting his tongue in and out of her wet opening.

“Oh god Rich, honey…yes, eat my pussy, just like that…aaaahhhh feels sooooo good!” She moaned in ecstasy with the tension building in her.

“Mmmmm, baby, I love the taste of your pretty little twat,” Rich moaned lifting his head, smiling at the sight of her bent over the counter.

With her bare ass thrust out like this in front of him, his hands spreading and kneading the firm cheeks of her derriere, the way she was moaning and squirming, filled him with an intense desire to pleasure her that much more. Again he lapped at her juices, dragging the tip of his tongue up to her puckered rosebud, licking circles all around it, coating it with a mixture of her own essence along with his saliva, making her quiver and ass cheeks clench.

“Uhmmm Rich…” She sighed out half moaning half hesitating.

“Sssssshhhh, relax baby,” he whispered continuing to run his tongue up and down, teasing and taunting her.

He kept rotating between long strokes, darting his tongue in and out of her wetness, flicks across her hard clit and back to circling her tight little anus. Megan’s moans grew louder, her backside was trembling, squirming, as a heat inside her was rising like never before.

“Tell me what you want baby, what do you need?” He asked in a deep husky voice, knowing he had her exactly where he wanted her. He squeezed her ass again, spreading it and then with the tip of his finger teased up and down her dripping slit, coating his finger with her juices.

“Oh fuck…oooooh Richie…I need to cum…I wanna cum…” She groaned, her voice hoarse, her need and want great.

That was all Rich needed to hear and putting a slight pressure on her dark rose, he sucked her clit in his mouth, flicking his tongue over it viciously. She moaned out, thrusting back to him as she climaxed, and he pushed his finger in her ass to the first knuckle twisting it gently. She screamed out in ecstasy, her body in the throes of orgasm as she came over and over again, soaking him with her sweet nectar.

“Mmmmm, I love it when you cum like that.” He said as he pulled her thong back up covering her ass. His hands went to her waist, pulling her down on his lap and held her tight, lavishing her with soft kisses until she had calmed down.

“God, and you think I need someone else, you silly man,” she said giggling and looped her arms around him, kissing him long and deep.

He hugged her tight, loving that he could do that do her, but he also knew what he couldn’t do. Even though it seemed she hadn’t taken him serious, and he loved her for what she said, he also knew there were things they needed to talk about.

After dinner, Rich went out to watch the news while Megan cleaned up the kitchen. She was smiling brightly, even humming one of her favorite tunes, while still feeling the after glow of what had occurred earlier. Then she thought about his comment regarding surrogates and she giggled.

Surely he hadn’t been serious, I wonder what all of sudden made him think of such a thing. Does he really think I want to be with anyone else but him? Nah, knowing Rich and his sense of humor, I bet he was just testing me, god one of these days…

She giggled and after putting away all the dishes, the two of them enjoyed the evening together watching a romantic comedy, with her cuddled on his lap. Later when they were in bed, naked and holding each other, softly caressing each other, she noticed how quiet he had gotten.

“Is something wrong sweetie?” She asked.

“How could anything be wrong darlin, when I have you here in my arms,” he said softly and ran his hand down her belly and brushed lightly over her pussy. “I just wish I could give you everything you need Meg, you may not say it, but I know that what we have can’t possibly give you…”

“Honey, you’re all I need really, I love you.” She whispered and realized he might not have been just kidding with her earlier.

“No Meg, as wonderful as you are at hiding it, I’m not a stupid man by no means. I also happen to be in love with you so much it hurts me knowing that I can’t do all the things we were going to do. You’re a young sexy woman Meg and you have every right to experience and even want all the those things.”

Rich went on to explain to her about his talk with the doctor, about the groups they had, the whole time she listened quietly. She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes, for the things they had lost and also because what he was saying was true. She loved him so much and hearing what he was suggesting, she knew that his love for her went deeper than she ever thought possible.

“Rich, I love you so much, and I understand what you’re telling me. Yes, maybe we can’t do everything and sometimes I really do miss those things. But to have sex with some total stranger, just to feel that and especially with how I feel about you. I just don’t know if I could do that. I’d feel like I was betraying you, even though this was what you wanted, I still don’t know if I could do that.” She said, with a mixture of emotions, unsure if this was really what he wanted or if he was just doing it for her, and very unsure of her own thoughts on his idea.

After several minutes of silence between them, both of them lost in there own thoughts, she looked up at him and smiled.

“You know what honey, I’m going to have to a nice long talk with this doc of yours, filling your head with such ideas.” She finally said breaking the silence.

“Maybe that’s exactly what you need to do, Megan.” He said smiling at her as if he were joking, but very serious. He kissed her sweetly, and it wasn’t long before she fell asleep in his arms.

 

[Miltone]

Richard Campbell

As Rich slowly drifted off to sleep he thought over Megan’s response to his suggestion. Maybe she was happy with the way things were going, maybe it was just an overreaction to his new physical limitations that made him think so. But as his consciousness faded in the darkness of night he couldn’t ignore the uneasy feeling inside him, damning his inability to be all of the man he wanted to be for Megan. She deserved more than just this.

The following day, his buddy Eric stopped by to say hello and see how things were going. After they had enjoyed a beer and some laughs out on the patio, Rich asked if could drive them to the mall. “I have some special shopping to do,” Rich said.

“What’s the occasion?” Eric asked.

“Oh, I just wanted to do something special for Meg,” Rich explained.

“As if that big old toy wasn’t enough for her,” Eric laughed.

“Not that kind of shopping you sleaze!” Rich chuckled.

When they got to the mall, Rich wheeled right into Zweibach’s, one of the best women’s wear shops around. Eric looked at his friend and shook his head. Of course Eric found the tall slender blonde woman who was serving them to be far more interesting than what Rich was shopping for, and spent most of the time trying to pick her up much to Rich’s amusement.

“Your friend has great taste,” the clerk, Kimberly, said to Eric as Rich looked over a couple of items she had brought out for him to choose from.

“I’d like to think that I do too,” Eric replied to her, obviously flirting. “If you give me your number, maybe I can show you by sharing dinner sometime.”

“Maybe,” she replied with a smile, but looking back at Rich. “So tell me, what’s the deal with your friend?”

“Sad isn’t it?” Eric said. “He and his new bride were coming back from their honeymoon when some drunk driver cut them off. They crashed and rolled. Nasty stuff.”

“What about her?” she asked.

“Barely a scratch,” Eric sighed. “Tough luck too, since Ritchie is kind of half the man he used to be, if you know what I mean.”

“That is sad … so very sad,” Kimberly replied, shaking her head. “He’s such a nice looking man, and you can see how he shops for her that he really cares.”

“Yeah, he does. He’s sweet that way … just like me,” Eric suggested with a sly grin.

Kimberly smirked at Eric, then took a deep breath and moved back to attend to Rich. “Oh, you prefer that one, sir? An excellent choice. That color will look so good on her, I’m sure.”

Rich finally made up his mind on what he wanted and Kimberly helped him select the accessories that went with it. Eric actually felt kind of jealous about the way she doted on Rich, complimenting his taste, giving him a warm smile, and rubbing his shoulder. As the two friends left the store, Rich turned to his buddy and asked, “So’d you do any good back there?”

“I did get her number,” Eric bragged.

“And are you going to call her?”

“Maybe.”

Rich laughed and shook his head. Eric was a nice looking guy, handsome actually, and very popular with the ladies, even though they could easily tell that he was a player, good for a night or two, but quickly bored and ready to move on.

“So you think Megan’s going to like what you got her?” Eric asked after they loaded into the car and began to drive home.

“Dunno. Hope so,” Rich said, his eyes straight ahead closely watching their path along the highway. “You should call her.”

“What?”

“Call the girl. Kimberly, was it? She seemed really nice,” Rich said. “You’d be lucky to end up with a girl like that.”

“Who know? Maybe,” Eric replied.

After they got back to Rich’s place and unloaded, Eric offered to hang around.

“Nah, that’s okay,” Rich said. “Megan will be home soon and I’ve got some things to get ready for first.”

As Eric spun away, Rich wheeled about quickly straightening up the house, ending up in the bedroom. Picking up his shopping bags, he began to lay out what he had bought, fingering the lush silken material in an exotic shade of purple and smiling. I hope she likes this, he thought. Hmm, I think she’ll love it!

He spent the rest of the time getting himself ready, bathing and shaving and dressing. Glancing at the bed and seeing how everything was laid out, he heard the sound of her key in the side door and the sound of her voice calling out to him. He looked around the room and a satisfied smile filled his face.

“Sweetie, I’m home. I’ve missed you!” Megan sang out. Rich wheeled out to greet her. She was still wearing her leotard and tights from her dance class with her bulky old bag slung over her shoulder. “Well, take a look at you! All dressed up … dress shirt and slacks … are you going out on a date?”

“Just with my best girl,” he replied as she dropped the bag and rushed over to him to sit on his lap.

“Can I come along?” she teased, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him.

“Two’s company …” Rich said, returning her kisses. “We’ve got a seven thirty reservation for two at Emily’s.”

“We do, now, do we? That’s a pretty fancy place. What’s the occasion?”

“Just wanted to do something special for you, babe,” he answered. “Cause you’ve been so sweet to me.”

“Every day is special when I have you, Sweetie,” she said kissing him again. “Let me jump in the shower real quick so we can get going.”

“Not to worry, we’ve got enough time,” Rich said checking his watch as Megan climbed up from his lap. He followed close behind her as she went into the bedroom. When she took one look at the bed, she paused in her steps and turned around to look at Rich.

“What is all this?” she asked seeing what he had laid out on the bed.

“I told you, something special,” he said.

Megan went over to the bed and scooped up the gown he had bought for her, long and silken in an exotic deep purple color. She held it up to her body and swirled around. “Ohmigod, Rich! You shouldn’t have!” she cooed. She laid the gown back down on the bed and fingered the little matching panties and dark sheer silk stockings beside them. “You … you … you sweetheart,” she said and stooped over to give him a big wet happy kiss.

“That’s not all, babe,” he said sort of tilting his head toward the bathroom. Megan looked puzzled and then went to look into the bath, Rich following close behind. The tub was full of bubble bath and several candles were set up around the tub and lit.

“Mmm, Ritchie! After the day I’ve had, this looks like heaven!” she cooed.

“All right then, get out of those clothes and let’s get to work,” he said, rolling up his sleeves.

“Huh?” she said. “What do you mean?”

“Get your pretty little ass naked and get it in the tub so I can bathe you, darlin’,” he replied with a very sly grin on his face. As he spoke he could see the tips of her breasts rise up underneath just the thin material of her leotard.

“You like that, don’t you?” she said as she kicked off her shoes.

“What’s that?” he asked.

“Getting me naked,” she giggled. “You may be in that chair now but you haven’t changed all that much.”

With Rich looking on, dampening the big loofah sponge and getting the body wash ready, Megan began to undress. At first she looked as if she was going to jump right out of her clothes, but decided to give Rich a little show, slipping her arms out and slowly peeling her leotard down, leaving her breasts covered until she turned around and pulled it down to her waist. Then bending over she pulled it down and stepped out of it. Then she stood and crossed her arms over her chest, her hands cupping her firm little tits, and turned around.

Megan watched as his eyes roamed over her half naked body then let her hands fall away from her breasts, moving seductively down over her belly to push down her tights. Just as her mound came into view, she turned around and bent over, giving him a great view of her ass as she tugged the tights down. When she had pulled them free of her feet, she let her hands glide up her long shapely legs until they both cupped the folds of her sex before turning back around. She could see the flushed grin of pleasure on his face.

“Mmm, darlin’, I could watch you do that all day, every day,” Rich grinned. “You are the most beautiful thing in my world right now, Meg.”

“Oh, sweetie!” she said and moved over to him beside the tub. She leaned over and kissed Rich, feeling his damp hand touch her hip and ass, then slide up over her back and side till it came to rest on her breast, giving her firm supple flesh a tender squeeze. When their kiss lasted longer and became a little deeper and wetter than either expected, Megan finally broke it off. “Um, bath time I guess,” she giggled as she slipped into the warm suds and leaned back in the tub.

Rich gave her a few minutes to relax before reaching into the bath water to pull up her legs and wash her. He scrubbed her lightly but slowly and thoroughly, his hands massaging her tired muscles, and darting below the water to reach all of her tender thighs. He moved so that he could do her arms and shoulders, still taking his time and moving the thick soapy sponge in tight little circles, making her moan with satisfaction.

“This feels soooo good!” she said. “You keep doing this, I may never get out of the tub, Sweetie.”

“But I’m not done yet,” he grinned. “There’s a whole lot more of you to wash, including some of my favorite parts.”

Megan giggled and then rose up on her knees so that he could wash the rest of her back. Moving his hand in circles that started along her spine and worked outward, he washed her sensuously, covering all of her lovely back and the curves of her ass that were showing. He even managed to lean over the tub and kiss the little dimples above her ass, teasing the little depressions with his tongue.

Then she turned and faced him, bits of the bubbles still clinging to her body. Rich looked at her and assessed things. Top down or bottom up, he thought. Top down won the argument. He began near her neck, still moving his hand in gently circles over her chest and breasts, her tummy and belly and lower toward her pussy. He made sure to wash every part of her except that, finishing her upper thighs with a particular flurry.

“Sweetie, you aren’t through you realize,” she said when Rich backed away and put down the sponge.

“I’m not? What’d I miss?” he asked, trying to look puzzled.

“My … you know … down there,” she said nodding her head down toward her little cleft. Like many dancers, Megan kept her pussy shaven and it looked mouthwatering dripping wet with a little tuft of soap bubbles clinging to it.

“Your what?” Rich teased. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“My pussy!” she purred softly. “You didn’t finish washing my PUSSY Rich!”

Rich laughed. “Oh, darlin’, I love it when you talk dirty to me!” He took up the sponge and dampened it, working up a good lather. His eyes locked on her as he brought his hand to her body, his fingers finding her sex and rubbing every so gently, his fingers guiding the stiff wet sponge around and around her sex, before moving it up and down over her slit. He could see her tremble just a bit, her breasts jiggling as she gripped the edge of the tub. Her mouth opened as she sighed deeply; her eyes closed and her head tilted back just a bit.

“Oh, Rich! I love the way you wash my pussy! Mmm, yesssss!”

He could feel the way she began to move her hips, circling his hand rubbing herself against the sponge and his hand. Just as her sighs had turned to moans and grown much louder and deeper, Rich took his hand away and set the sponge down. Megan’s eyes popped open questioningly.

“I have to rinse you off,” he said innocently, taking up the hand-held shower head and turning on the water. She grinned as he began to spray her body, the warm spray tingling her body. Just as he had washed her, he rinsed off every part except her pretty little pussy and she had to remind him again. “Oh, yeah. That’s right,” he chuckled, directing the spray on the rosy folds of her sex. When he teased her too much by not holding it close enough, she grabbed his wrist and brought the hard spray to where she wanted it.

“Right there, Ritchie,” she said hoarsely, holding his hand still.

“Are you … um, trying to get off, darlin’?” he asked noting how taut and pointed her nipples were as the warm spray drove into her supple flesh. Her legs were parted and her little hooded clit was exposed.

“Oh, god, no!” she moaned, her eyes closing as they held the spray against her twat. “Would I be doing that right in front of you?”

“Yes, cause you can if you want,” Rich offered, feeling her grip on his wrist tighten.

“Oh, god, yessss!” Megan sighed as her body twitched with pleasure. “Mmm, that was … nice! Small but very nice.”

“And the best thing is, you don’t need a shower afterwards,” Rich grinned.

Megan sank down in the tub and leaned toward him. She ran a warm damp hand over his cheek and shook her head silently. Rich moved back and helped her out, handing her the towel and helping dry her off. She sprinkled on some body powder and giggled when he helped smooth it over her belly and ass. By the time they had finished, she went to wrap the towel around her body, but Rich grabbed it and snatched it away, shaking his head. He enjoyed watching the wiggle of her butt as she walked back out into the bedroom.

“I can’t wait to try this on,” she cooed.

“Only one thing,” Rich said.

“Let me guess,” Megan said with a sexy smile. “You want to watch me.”

Rich nodded his head eagerly.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Megan Campbell

Megan giggled at his eagerness, sometimes he reminded her so much of kid in a candy store who had his pick of anything he wanted and overwhelmed with what he had to chose from. And she loved him that much more every time she saw that glimmer in his eyes, knowing it was meant for her.

She picked up both stockings and with a coy grin, she approached his wheel chair and put her foot up to rest on his knee. Her eyes sparkled at seeing the pleased look on his face with her standing naked in front him. The pink folds of her sex were spread so nicely for his viewing along with her pert nipples so close as she leaned down slipping her foot into the dark sheer stocking.

“This something like what ya had in mind, Rich?” Megan teased him as she slowly rolled her stocking up the curves of shapely legs.

“Uhmmm…something like that,” he grinned, eyeing her every move amazed at what just watching her like this stirred in him.

Megan responded to his lingering eyes with a sexy giggle, changing legs and slowly rolling the other one up, making sure to brush her hand across pink pussy for his added pleasure. She delighted in every little thing she could do for him that brought him that sexy smile and twinkle in his eyes that caused shivers to run down her spine.

Next she picked up the delicate silky bra, slipping her arms thru the dainty straps and then clasping it in front. Rich watched while she moved sensually and seductively, forming the bra around her firm breasts, smiling at him as she glided her fingers over her nipples toying with them a bit for him.

“You like the way this looks on me sweetie?” she asked, caressing her hands lightly over her breasts, showing off for him.

“Darlin, I more than just like it,” he replied in a husky voice, feeling the heat beginning to rise in him seeing her standing there just in her stockings and silky bra, her pussy bare and glistening.

“Guess I better put these on now too,” Megan teased him, swirling the little matching panties on her pinky finger.

“Well ya know, you could…” he started to say with an evil grin on his face.

“Oh no Richie, you bought them for me to wear, not to dangle on my finger or leave at home.” Megan giggled and sat down on the bed, slipping the panties over her feet.

“Damn, I don’t know what I was thinking,” he chuckled and watched her stand back up and drag the delicate skimp panty up her long legs to slowly cover her beautiful pink pussy and firm ass.

He watched in admiration as she slipped the gown over her slender body, her hands softly caressing the beautiful silky material and loved the look dancing in her eyes. He could tell just by the way she twisted and turned, admiring herself in the mirror that she loved the gift he had given her and this pleasured him to no end.

“Well, what do you think?” she asked after adding heels to the outfit and spun slowly around for him to admire.

“You look beautiful Megan, sexy, sensual, erotic, just exactly what I imagined you would look like. So tell me, do I get a special thank you, other than escorting my beautiful wife to dinner?”

“Well, would a kiss be a good start,” she said warmly. Megan walked over to him and leaning down gave him a long lingering wet kiss.

“Mmmmm, that’s a good start,” he teased her. “Well, if you’re ready, shall we go and enjoy the evening?”

“I’m ready and I can’t think of anything more I’d rather be doing then enjoying a wonderful evening with my handsome and so thoughtful and caring husband.” Megan sighed and he smiled seeing the spark of excitement in her eyes as they left for the restaurant.

 

[Miltone]

Richard Campbell

While riding to the restaurant and going inside to be seated, Rich couldn’t take his eyes off Megan. She had brushed her long dark hair back, pinning it away from her face with a pretty pair of rhinestone clips. While helping him from the car into his chair at the restaurant, she had leaned over facing him, her hair brushing over his hand, her gown falling away from her body. His eyes drifted up from the lovely view of her firm young breasts, barely contained in the silky little bra, to the glowing smile on her face. Rich combed his hand through her hair as she paused for a moment. Their eyes met and he could see the excitement dancing in hers.

As they were escorted through the main dining room to their table, Megan reached down to take his hand as he motored along. He could see the heads turning their way and hear the hushed comments. Rich knew that most eyes were on her, a gorgeous vision swathed in deep purple. But dressed in his best suit with a crisp dress shirt and colorful necktie and sitting tall, he felt very much a part of the scene, especially when Megan squeezed his hand tightly.

“Will this be all right?” the host asked, eyeing Rich’s wheelchair as they reached the semi-circular booth upholstered in plush leather. “Or would you find a table to be more convenient for you this evening?”

”This will be quite all right,” Rich answered with a smile. “I want to sit next to my beautiful wife tonight.”

“Very well, sir,” the host remarked with a slight bow as Megan giggled and blushed.

When she tried to help him from the chair to the booth, he brushed her off. “I can handle this,” he grunted and swung his butt into the booth and then pulled his lifeless legs along with him.

“Are you sure we can afford this?” Megan whispered as she looked over the menu. “This is pretty fancy.”

“I thought we should do something nice for a change, splurge a little, you know?” Rich said, taking a look at the extensive wine list. “We don’t get out that much anymore, so what the hell?”

When their waiter arrived, Rich ordered a modest bottle of wine and an appetizer of oysters Rockefeller, while they took their time deciding what they wanted for dinner.

“Mmm, I’m starved and everything looks sooo appetizing,” Megan cooed.

“The lobster bisque here is supposed to be heavenly,” Rich commented.

They had just about decided when the sommelier came to open and serve the wine. Rich saw Megan’s blushing smile as he followed the complete ritual of smelling the cork and tasting the first pouring.

“Just like in the movies,” she giggled as they lifted their glasses in a toast.

“To my beautiful wife,” Rich said as their glasses clinked together, “Who gives me something to live for, everyday.”

“And to my handsome husband,” she answered, “Who always makes me happy.”

They finally decided on dinner and gave their order just as the oysters arrived.

“I don’t think that I’ve ever had these before,” Megan said, watching as Rich took one shell onto his plate and scooped up a forkful of the broiled delicacy topped with creamed spinach and Parmesan and crumbled bacon.

“In some cultures, oysters are considered aphrodisiacs,” he remarked as he watched her try to take a bite. “Don’t bite, just take the whole thing … yeah, like that!” he chuckled as she stuffed her mouth full. “Some people have trouble with the texture, but they taste so good.”

“Mmm, this is delicious!” she smiled, and then reached for another. “Aphrodisiac you say?”

Rich nodded and gave her an evil teasing little grin.

“Hmm, a bottle of wine, some sexy food … sounds like you want to get me drunk, get me home, and take advantage of me,” she laughed.

“Now would I be one to do something like that?” he asked, leaning closer to her, and slipping his hand under the table. He quickly moved it to her leg and slipped it up underneath the skirt of her gown, gently caressing her thigh beneath the smooth silk of her stocking. “Besides, if the wine and oysters do their thing, I might just have to have my way with you right here on the dinner table.”

“Ritchie!” she exclaimed.

Rich left his hand on her thigh while they finished their oysters, removing it only when the waiter approached with their soups. When he adjusted his napkin to begin eating his soup, he left his hand below the table and returned it to Megan’s leg.

“I guess I’d better get used to that,” she laughed, and opened her legs a bit wider, giving him a freer range of movement along her leg.

At first Rich was content to softly caress her thigh through the silky stocking, but when his fingers reached the lacy top he couldn’t resist the urge to go higher and touch her smooth tender skin. Megan felt so warm to his hand, so inviting.

“Soup warming you up, darling?” he asked with a grin.

“Uh-huh,” she sighed as his hand edged higher. “I’m glad that the salad is next, cause I need something to cool me down.”

Rich was very careful to remove his hand when their empty soup bowls were exchanged for their salad plates, but he insisted on returning it beneath the table when they began to munch on the wonderful mix of greens and vegetables. With each bite, Rich seemed to get bolder, moving his hand up farther and farther until his pinky was brushing against the silk of her panty.

“If you’re trying to turn me on,” Megan said, leaning over and whispering in his ear, “It’s working very well.”

“I’m not trying anything, darling,” he professed. “I’m just … um, checking your temperature.”

“And?”

“The forecast is warm and humid,” he laughed.

“Yes it is,” she sighed as his pinky pressed more firmly against her. “Very warm and getting quite humid.”

“My kind of weather,” Rich remarked. “And in that case, only one thing to do.”

“Which is?”

“This,” he said and quickly moved his hand up to curl his strong fingers around the dainty band of elastic and try to pull her panties down.

“Rich!” Megan exclaimed, then leaned over to whisper, “We’re in a fancy restaurant! Behave yourself.”

“Just trying to make you more comfortable, darling,” he protested, still pulling at her panties. “Besides, with the long table cloth, no one can see a thing.”

“But you’ll rip them,” she whispered, but then looked around and seeing that no one was really looking their way, she moved her hips and legs to let Rich pull her tiny panties down. Without drawing any notice, Rich managed to get them down her legs and off.

“You are sooo bad, Richard Campbell!” Megan remarked with a giggle as he sat upright again and took up a big forkful of salads greens.

“So how are your salads?” asked their waiter when he returned to check on them.

Rich went to pick up his napkin to wipe his face but grabbed her panties from his lap instead. He heard Megan gasp when she saw them. The waiter remained cool, only arching an eyebrow slightly. Rich felt his face grow flushed and warm as he scrambled to grab his napkin and wipe his face.

“Your entrees … will be up shortly,” he said before turning on his heel and returning to the kitchen.

“See! That’s what you get!” Megan laughed. And then she shivered as his hand moved again under the table and inched up her leg close to the source of her heat and humidity. “Ummm, Rich … Ritchie … Richard!” she remarked as his hand reached the outer folds of her bare pussy.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Megan Campbell

Megan’s hands were curled tightly around her wine glass as she looked at Rich, feeling his fingers brush lightly tickling her pussy lips.

“What’s wrong Meg?” He asked innocently, grinning from ear to ear watching her squirm as he ran his finger down her moist slit continuing to tease her.

“Oh…uhm…nothing…” she replied, trying to keep her cool. She glanced around checking to see if the waiter was on is way back with their food.

“Are you sure nothing is wrong, you seem a bit nervous and squeamish,” Rich said pressing his finger further between the moist folds of her sex.

"Richard..." she whispered between clenched teeth and closed her legs trapping his hand from further movement. “If you keep doing that you might…well you might make me…you know…”

“I might make you do what darlin? Say it Meg, for me,” he teased her, loving the expressions on her face as she continued squirming in her seat. Even with her legs clamped tightly around his hand, his fingers were still able to slide up and down her very damp pussy. He chuckled seeing her flinch and grab the edge of the table when his thumb found her sensitive nub and pressed it.

“Cum Rich, you’re gonna make me CUM!” She said having leaned over and whispered it in his ear.

“Oh and we wouldn’t want that now would we, at least not before dinner,” Rich chuckled and turned his head, kissing her passionately, while circling her clit several more times. She moaned softly into his mouth as her legs relaxed up bit and he was able to move his hand with more ease.

“Uhmmm, excuse me but your entrees…” the waiter said as he set our plates down as Rich removed his hand from her quivering sex, wiping his hand on his napkin. The waiter then left with a broad smile on his face.

“You are so….so….” she started but Rich pulled her to him and kissed her again, silencing her.

“What’s wrong now, darlin? You didn’t want me to make you Cum now did you?”

“Well…uhm no, but, uhhhhh……..you are such a tease!” She said blushing, knowing the waiter had a pretty good idea of what was going on. “You really like getting to me, don’t you?” She giggled, squeezing her thighs together, still feeling warm and tingly.

He gave her a wicked little grin chuckling that answered her question more than words would have and she shook her head laughing softly, enjoying immensely that he loved playing with her that way. They laughed and chatted as they ate with teasing smiles and looks passing between them. When the dessert came, the fed each other spoonfuls of the rich chocolate mousse topped with plenty of whip cream.

“Mmmmm, you taste so sweet,” Rich said having kissed her after they finished with dessert.

“You don’t taste so bad yourself, my handsome husband,” she remarked with a sexy smile.

“You feel pretty good too,” he whispered in her ear, slowly licking and teasing her earlobe as his hand traveled up her inner thigh and teased her warm wet sex again.

“Rich, maybe we should be leaving now, before you really do have me cumming,” she said softly shivering all over and felt the goosebumps rising on her skin.