Hank and I had been married less than one week when he was sent off on a long-term business trip. He was away for a whole year, and to celebrate his homecoming, we booked a cruise — the first for both of us.
One of the cruise stops was a small island south of the Bahamas. It was the perfect place for the surprise Hank had in store for me. He’d arranged for some of the ship’s kitchen staff to meet us with a prepared feast at a special time and place. When I awoke from a nap, Hank told me we’d be at port for the next several hours. He suggested we go ashore for some sightseeing, souvenir shopping, and exploring.
Once onshore we walked along a trail that seemed to take forever. Hank said, “Be patient, it will be worth it, you’ll see.” I knew we were almost at our destination when we could hear the roar of water. Hank asked me to close my eyes and proceeded to lead the way. In a few minutes he told me to open my eyes, and there before me was the most beautiful view I had ever seen: a waterfall, all kinds of trees, and birds of every color making beautiful music.
The pond at the foot of the waterfall was so clear that I could see straight down to the bottom. Off to the side was the kitchen staff, waiting to serve our dinner — a wonderful repast of steak and lobster with red wine. When they asked what we wanted for dessert, I looked at Hank with the most seductive smile; he knew what I was thinking. He snapped his fingers, and the staff cleaned up and took their leave.
Under the waterfall, Hank started to undress me. His strong hands were all over me; my nipples were erect, my mound wet and awaiting his touch. He kissed and sucked each nipple gently, flicking his tongue from one to the other, while his hands explored my cute round ass and eager mound, also awaiting his tongue. He knelt and licked me from behind — my thighs, my ass — all the while fingering my pussy. Unable to wait any longer, he entered me from the rear, cupping my tits with one hand, teasing my clit with the other. I reached down between my legs to play with his balls. I wanted his hard rod in my mouth, and he was ready and willing to oblige.
After I’d climaxed a number of times, Hank yearned to taste my sweet nectar. My knees were so weak that he had to carry me to the beach, where he had bigger and better plans. He set me down on a blanket and said I looked lovely lying there in the sun. Then he took some coconut oil and rubbed it all over my body from head to toes. I felt the heat rising as he again licked and kissed his way all over me. It was no surprise when he buried his face in my awaiting swollen pussy, sucking and working his way to my clit. He could feel my sporadic shaking, and kept up the pace until I cried out and begged him to enter me. I was so wet, Hank didn’t need me to guide his prick into my hot pussy. As I raised up, he penetrated me in one swift motion. With my legs perched on his shoulders, he plunged in and out again and again.
I asked him to roll onto his back because I wanted to ride him long and hard. I love being on top, with his hard cock deep inside me. By his increased thrusts, I knew he was about to come. I slowed him down, moved from on top of him, and took his erection into my mouth. I licked it up and down, teasing, tasting, and admiring the beauty of it as I made love to him with my mouth. With the tip of my tongue, I tickled my man’s balls, first one, then the other, before licking his shaft like a Popsicle, up and down, relishing the feel and the taste with each stroke. I slurped around the tip, then took the entire length into my mouth, deep-throating him until he screamed with pleasure. I was sucking, stroking, and tasting as I worked my way up and down, faster and faster, until finally I tasted his sweet come. I devoured every drop as it squirted between my lips, to my delight. Hank had come more than ever before. Exhausted, he lay with me in his arms, kissing me passionately and telling me how much he loved me and had missed me. I looked at him with a smile and thanked him for being the wonderful husband that he is.