Becoming One Flesh

I wish you a happy birthday. You smile sweetly and thank me.

You look so sexy in that outfit, but I have to refrain from gazing at you too long. Do you have to ask why? Don’t you know how pretty you are and what looking at you does to me? Right now, I just want to kiss your lips and say, “Honey, you look amazing!” and hug you tight. But I can’t. I’m going to do this right. I want to build our relationship on a firm foundation. Until you agree to become my wife, I will satisfy myself with dreams of tomorrow.

“You know, I feel a little jealous of your girlfriends who are with you to celebrate your special day. I want to, too.”

“But why this jealousy?”

Girl, you don’t know how much I love you. I believe we are meant to be together. I want to be the man you give your virginity to on your wedding night. I want to belong to you – one flesh – as you belong to me. Someday…

But I want to do things right. I need to take the time to court you properly and build a good relationship. For that, I can sacrifice the pleasure of celebrating your birthday now.

But, girl, I dream of that first birthday I can spend the entire night with you, fucking you passionately…

You wake up in my arms, both of us naked and wanting to enjoy more of each other.

We luxuriate in a hot bath together. I kiss your lips while beginning to explore your body anew. I run my hands over your ass and boobs. I play with your hair and massage your shoulders.

You know exactly where we’ll go from there. Yes, girl. We are going to make love in our bed.

I want to enter you and fuck that pussy. I want to go deep, deeper, as if entering into your soul. But I hold back, desiring to focus on your pleasure. Instead, I’ll taste your sweetness. That’s better than any birthday cake!

I carry you to our bed. Laying you down, I touch you, kissing you all over your body, but avoiding your most sensitive zone. I whisper, “Today you are going to experience the most powerful orgasm of your life. I want you to remember this day very well.”

I don’t want to tease you anymore, I want to take action. And you are more than ready.

I kiss my way down between your lovely breasts, parting your thighs with my palms. Settling between them, my lips and tongue begin a slow exploration of your intimate folds. I love this.

As you moan with pleasure, calling my name, I enjoy my sweet treat. I pay special attention to your clit. Ohhh, girl! It always drives me crazy! I love so much to eat you. I am always hungry for that.

This is so beautiful. My dream girl lies in front of me in all her natural beauty. Beauty which is only for me.

You tease me. “How hungry you are? Let’s see how much you can eat!”

You have a naughty smile on your face. “Still feeling jealous on my birthday?”

Pausing a minute, I begin to finger your pussy.

“Ohhh, yes,” you sigh.

I know exactly how blessed I am that my dream girl is with me. And yes, now she is all mine. I can enjoy her in every possible way, and she, me. My imagination never did justice to the true beauty of it all.

Your breathing becomes heavier. You are very close to orgasm. You cry out my name as your first one hits.

I give you time to recover. I always love to suck and lick your boobs, but now I have something different in mind. For this special occasion, I have a bottle of chocolate syrup! After pouring and spreading that chocolate all over your breasts, I begin to lick you. My tongue dances all over them.

It feels so good to us both. As I suck and tongue your nipples, your breath becomes ragged and your moans get louder. It makes me wonder, could I give you an orgasm this way?

I continue my attention to your tits. Pressing them together, I alternate between them. Ferociously, I suck first one nipple then the other. Back and forth, pulling off each time with a pop.

Ohhh, God, I am so horny for my girl.

When you are all clean, I kiss your lips. Our tongues play with each other, sharing a passionate kiss.

“Now, girl. I want to be inside you. I want to go deep into your soul.”

You order me, “Yes, yes. Enter me. Quick… I want you… I want you to cum deep inside me!”

I gladly accept your invitation, though I have no intention of being quick about it. Your pussy is already so wet. Its glistening smoothness entices me. I can’t resist kissing it again before entering you. We are both crazy with desire.

Drawing in a deep breath, I hold it in anticipation. I just want to feel that deep, spiritual joining with you now.

I enter you slowly. As I push forward, I am in heaven. I want to make this moment last forever. Your hips rise to meet mine. Oh, your pussy is so hungry for me. Your deep moan drives me on. I lose myself in you. We become one flesh.

I inch deeper – slow, slow – enjoying each second. We have plenty of time. No need to rush. When our bodies finally touch, I feel you shudder and squeeze me. But I still want to give you one powerful orgasm. By your gasps and whimpers, I know that you’re close.

So, paying close attention to your responses, I begin to move. I adjust my angle and speed until I hear your voice begin to rise in tone and volume. My hand finds and grips your breast. Your nipple is drawn to my ravenous lips again.

My orgasm builds. I want to let it go. I want to empty myself in the depths of your soul.

It’s agony, but you haven’t cum yet and you are so close. I have to hold on.

You wrap your legs around me. I can feel the tension taking hold of your entire body. You begin to cry as your powerful orgasm shakes you!

With a final thrust and earth-shaking groan, I empty inside of you. Our orgasms crash together like two tsunami. We drown in each other.

My soul settles and stills inside yours.

Yes, this is the way your special day should be celebrated someday! I pray to God for this wonderful gift!

Dear God, please give me strength. I want to wait for my girl. I want to give her my virginity and to cherish hers on our wedding night. Amen.