E036:The third Sunday and the nineteenth pearl

Sunday morning finds both Emma and Donald waking contently. *Though Emma is a little confused as after forty years waking in the same room at her house, now rousing in different places is making her head spin a bit.They go and take a long leisurely bath in the large tub the hotel room has.* Donald washes her slowing, caressing every inch of her body as he soaps her.* Then he lifts her up to settle on his hard cock as she faces him this time.*Emma moans with delight to feel his cock so up in her again.* She realizes that she is becoming addicted to it, the feel of the strong, long shaft up pressing in her to the maximum.* Just her thinking of it up in her makes her throb, and when actually feeling it there, where she now knows it needs to be, shudders and spasms run through her.The bath is extraordinary.* Running her soapy fingers all over his body, cleaning him as he lifts her and drops her over and over on his cock is sending her to seventh heaven.* And when the wave of climax rushes over her, her cries of joy are loud and strong.Donald savors every second of it.* And after Emma has arched her back, clenched his dick so hard as she cries out, he cums quickly following her.For Donald, it is the same as Emma.* Feeling his cock up deep in her is the most satisfying endeavor he ever has had.* If there was some way where they could just exist with him up in her all the time, he would be in heaven.* He knows that is impossible.* But he is content that each new time he presses his cock up into Emma, whether her cunt or her mouth, this level of fulfillment returns.Then, there is always a little sense of disappointment when he cums and again flaccid and must slip out of his pleasure palace for a time.Their bath is so enjoyable to both.* Donald rinses them off and helps Emma from the tub.* Putting the terry cloth bathrobes around them both, then taking a towel and drying her hair.He brings a chair from the bedroom and has her sit on it, as he does his best to fluff and dry her hair.* They had not brought anything with them when they came shopping yesterday, so it is rather make-shift.And though Emma does not have any makeup on right now, her glow from the bath fun is enough.He helps her dress in her clothes from yesterday and then dresses himself.* His pants after the soaking and drying only show a slight stain from Emma?s emissions yesterday.He gathers all the bags and hands them to Emma for now, he takes her in his arms and kisses her passionately.* She responses in an excellent way.He slaps her ass and tells her it is time for them to get home.?Again, the home reference,? Emma thinks and smiles inwardly.His hand on her ass, he steers her to the elevator, and down to the lobby.Emma is a little embarrassed that she is wearing the same clothes as when they arrived, and they have no luggage, but with Donald?s hand on her ass, as they leave the hotel and walk to the car, she just feels herself beginning to drip once more.In the car, and throughout the hour and a half drive home, Donald continually places his right hand on her thigh and runs it up and down it, closer and closer to her crotch.* Making her wetter and wetter.She tries to return the favor of rubbing his thigh and higher, but when he begins to harden, he takes her hand away saying he does not want to get in an accident.* But it is so hard to keep her hands off him, especially as he is arousing her so with his hand play.Finally, home, Donald picking up the packages in one hand, he opens Emma?s door as she removes her seatbelt, and the passion for her again overtakes him.* He swoops Emma up and over his shoulder and carries her into the house.Before he lets her down after dropping the bags, he lifts her dress, exposing her thong ass and spanks each cheek several times.* Emma over his shoulder this way cries out in surprise and arousal.* All she can think about is what a wonderful sensation.Donald then drops her on her bed, and as she lays watching up at him, he peels off all his clothes.* Yes, Emma?s wonderful god ankara escort of lust is in front of her, fully naked once again.*It takes only a minute or two until he has all her clothes off her too.He tells her to roll over and lift her ass.* He wants to enjoy her rosy bottom as he fucks her.* And he is justly rewarded.* Her rosy ass is raised to accept him, and her legs knowingly spread.* He rubs his hard cock, up and down her crack a bit.Emma is a bit scared at this, but if it happens without warning she thinks she is ready.*Instead, he then runs it up and down her wet slit, lubing it for what is only seconds away.Emma is somewhat unprepared for how quickly, and deeply, he plows into her this time.* She lets out an animal cry in response to him entering her.Donald can?t help himself right now and hopes that Emma is enjoying it too.* But the touching, caressing, both ways in the car has gotten to him way too much.** He needs to cum in Emma quickly and fully.He hears her start to pant and realizes she needs this release as much as him.* Together breathing heavily and gasping, they ride this crescendo wave coming over them.* Going higher and higher as they both huff and puff their increased desire for each other, and the point they are so reaching for.And it happens.* Together they both climax in a messy mixture of cum, clenching, throbbing and satisfied desire.* Sweat is dripping from them both, but neither cares.* Spent, they drop to the bed, the comforter now saturated from their mix cum.* But in time, Karen or Julie will take care of that.It takes a while for them to compose themselves, but then another hunger overtakes them both.* They have not eaten since last night, and since then have exerted a lot of energy.* Donald goes to the bathroom and returns with a wet washcloth and wipes Emma clean before cleaning himself some too.* He helps her from the bed and leads her to the kitchen where together they make a wonderful lunch for themselves.Working side by side cooking and preparing sends a glow through Emma.* It is so nice.* And while Donald doesn?t want to admit it, Emma at his side as they make their lunch is so perfect to him.The meal prepared, they go to the kitchen table, but today, Donald removes the plug from Emma?s seat.* ?Not yet, after last night, I don?t think so,? he tells her.And acknowledging her tenderness, Emma just nods in agreement.The lunch is wonderful as they chat like old friends now, telling each other silly stories about things from their past.* They take their time, and the bottle of wine is finished before they rise from the table.?Emma, would you like to just spend the afternoon reading more of your mother?s diary?? Donald asks her.* He now feels this concern about pushing her too far, too fast.?That would be nice,? Emma replies, but a bit of tear well in her eyes as she thinks that in just a few hours, if things are still the same, Donald will be sending her home.Donald is a little confused by her start of tears and tells her that they don?t have to read the diary if it might upset her.Emma stammers a reply about realizing he will be sending her away soon as she really begins to cry, and her voice breaks as saying it.* She knows she is somewhat crossing a line by sayings this, but she can?t help herself.* She does not want to be apart from Donald for a night ever again.Donald engulfs her in his arms and stroking her to calm, he tells her, ?No, you will stay here tonight.* You don?t have to go back to your house.?*And for the first time ever, he feels his heart swell as he tells her this.* He never knew how that could feel, but Emma wanting to be with him that much does overwhelm him.?Come now,? Donald says as Emma calms herself, ?Let just go into the living room and enjoy your mother?s next entry.* Don?t worry about me sending you away.?And Emma?s sopping ceased, and Donald wiping the tears from her eyes, she smiles at him and just nods.Settled on the couch, Donald against the pillow at one end, Emma nesting against ankara escort bayan him with the diary in front of them, Donald begins to read.April 27, 1974After Edward ?straighten me out? Friday afternoon, he told me as he drove me home that we needed to move both our things into the house this weekend, so it will be ready for us after our wedding.I am resolved to accept the house as it is.* Actually, after the excitement in the bedroom, none of the furniture seemed that bad.* It is not as I envisioned my home to be, I had hoped for modern things, but realizing Edward?s soon to be bank president?s position, I understood how this furniture was so much more appropriate.He told me he would be over to my house, well my parent?s house at ten in the morning.* We would pack my things to take,.* Then we would go to his apartment which has so much more to decide and pack on Sunday.Saturday morning, as I woke, I heard my parent?s leaving, so an hour or two later when Edward rang the bell, I greeted him in my baby-doll pajamas.** He was slightly taken back and when he leaned to kiss me whispered in my ear, ?Should I spank you for answering the door this way, or ravish you, which I so want to right now??I replied, ?Well I am home alone right now, which do you feel you would like best??In response, Edward lifted me into his arms and carried me to my bed.He had his pants down in seconds, as were my panty bottoms.* My legs were lifted over my head and his hard-sweet cock was inside me.?Charlotte, I think I might still need to spank you for that display at the door, but oh, right now, right here, in you, you are forgiven for that.?And Edward rammed into me harder and harder.* I gasped and sighed with every thrust.My legs were now up around his neck and I am panting and moaning so loud.* The thought that Edward was fucking me on my childhood bed just raised the intensity so much more.* And I quickly realized it was doing the same thing for Edward.It was at this unspoken moment of realization that we both came crashing down on each other in one monumental moment of gratification.We lay on my bed for several minutes. Realizing then my bed has the scent of our mingled desires and juices.* I will enjoy that smell over the last week in this bed before I move to our new home together.He stands and pulls up his pants.* ?Charlotte, get dressed, I want to watch you, and then we do need to pack your things.?I giggle as I go, bare-assed now, to my closest and pull out a dress. To my dresser and got a bra and panties. I lifted the baby doll top off me, and stood nude in front of Edward, wishing he would reach out and stroke my again throbbing pussy.* But he was oblivious to all my longings.I picked out one of my lowest cut and shortest dresses.* Picked up the bra and silk panties and started putting the clothing on me.* When I pulled my dress down and adjusted it on me Edward?s eyes were glued to my cleavage and there is a frown on his face.?Charlotte, we talked about how your dress is often is too revealing and how you are going to have to change your style of clothes when we marry.* It is not that I don?t enjoy how it looks on you, but there are appearances we must maintain.* You may wear that today as I do like it, but we will start by going through your clothes and deciding what is appropriate and what will be cast aside.?I knew what he said and remembered my promise to him to change.* But I liked to wear this type of outfit, but soon it will be out of my hands and not allowed.* I sighed deeply in disappointment but was totally acceptant of these rules if it meant I have Edward.He has me go to my closet and bring all my outfits to the bed.* Only a fraction of them is deemed acceptable.* The rest are in a pile to give away.* I get bags from the kitchen for the donated items and a box for the ones which may accompany us.* Edward was rather interesting.* While my outer appearance must be demure, my underclothing he wanted as skimpy as possible.* His private knowledge escort ankara that I was underneath his personal slut.* Knowing this now, and what closest to my skin I will be wearing just for him, takes the sting of my soon to be public persona away some.The more sturdy, reliable underwear was added to the charity bags.* *Emma stops him there in the reading.*?I didn?t say anything as while I was curious about it, I was rather embarrassed.* Mother lingerie was all rather skimpy and sexy.* Many matching sets, with garters and stockings to match. *How interesting that father wanted to put his light under a bushel.?After thinking a moment Donald replied, ?I suppose I can see a man wanting to keep his treasure a secret and hidden from others, I myself love to make you as sexually desirable when out in the world so that other men envy me and lust for you.?Donald?s statement somewhat surprises Emma, remember the spanking her backside got yesterday for her being to be alluring to other men.* So that is a thin line she will have to balance on for him.They turn back to Emma?s mother?s entry.*We finished packing my books, trinkets, jewelry and other things.* My hope chest has been filled for a few years now with things to start our marriage with, and that is moved towards the door for taking with us.I realize that in my parents? home I did not have very many personal items.* The basic daily necessities would stay here for now.* And Edward had kept back six of my most revealing outfits, telling me to enjoy them for the week until our wedding.So, while Edward had told me we were really married from the night of my first spanking and what followed afterward, he is allowing me some freedom until it is signed, sealed and delivered from the church and state.I smile over this as he tells me that after we drop the boxes at our home, and we take care of something else, he would take me shopping for some new proper outfits.The idea of a shopping trip excited me, but I puzzled over what the ?something else? was going to be.After we had unloaded the boxes and carried the hope chest to sit in our bedroom against the wall, Edward helped me unpack and hang or put away all my meager piles of clothes.Edward then goes to his chest in the room and from a low drawer he takes something out and comes over to me.* ?Emma, I want you to lean over the end of the bed.* I am going to pull your panties down, and you are going to spread very wide for me.* This is to help you begin to train for upcoming things.? I didn?t know what to expect, and when I felt Edward?s fingers spread my cheeks, revealing my asshole I am so embarrassed and not sure what was going to happen.* I can?t see what he was doing, only the rustlings.* I felt this liquid being dripped up and down my crack, but then a small nozzle is inserted in me and I felt the fluid flooding my anus.* That removed, I then felt Edward?s finger pressed into me, but I realized it was covered in a rubber glove as it felt so different that when his hand caressed my slit.* It pressed into me and I gasped at the sudden invasion.* He moved it around a bit as I moan.* When he pulled it out, I realized I am wanting more.* And it is delivered when two fingers were now up in my anus, stretching it and pressing against the walls as they wiggled around. *Why was this now making me wet?He played with me this way for several minutes, and then pulled away again.?Charlotte, reach back and spread your cheeks for me,? he told me, ?I am going to put what is called a butt plug up in you.* It is not that big to start, but I want you to wear one for at least two hours a day to prepare yourself for me to enter you this way.?I was overwhelmed.* Yes, I had heard of such things, but he wanted to butt fuck me?* How often I wondered, and could I really take it?Before I could even resolve myself to this, I felt the plug pressed up and in me.* It hurt some going in, but when settled, bent over the bed, it felt rather interesting and unique.* Edward lifted my panties back up over me, and he lowered my dress.?Stand up Charlotte and let?s get shopping for you.* We can?t waste the day away,? Edwards told me.* Standing I sensed the plug up in me, and as I walked, the sensation of it more and more.* It was getting me wetter and wetter.*