The Sweetest Union: A Honeymoon Series

It had been a whirlwind wedding. William, an American, had come to Manilla to see his long-distance girlfriend, Cassandra. She met him through an online Christian dating site, and they spent two years getting to know each other, first through emails and progressing to daily phone or Skype conversations. They talked about their life and faith, shared their dreams and convictions, and encouraged one another with Bible verses as they struggled to stay strong during the pandemic. Now—finally!—the travel restrictions had eased, and they could be together in person. Within a week of his arrival to the island of Luzon, William was on one knee and proffering Cass a velvet-flocked box.

Thanks to the virus, the nuptials hadn’t been the elaborate affair that Cassandra had dreamed of as a teenager, but all that mattered to her was that the tall, blue-eyed man who had become her best friend was now her husband. Right after a simple luncheon following the modest ceremony at a local municipal hall, the two of them left the city and took the Skyway to the farm resort in Batangas where they would celebrate their honeymoon. William did his best to maintain the 80 kph maximum speed, and Cass enjoyed watching the breeze through the open windows toss his grey-blond hair. After folding her diminutive frame into the passenger seat, she had pulled her ebony tresses into a snug ponytail for the hour-plus drive; she wanted as few tangles to get out as possible, once they arrived.

The host showed William and Cassandra to one of the bahay kubo huts spaced far enough apart to allow patrons some privacy. The nicely appointed sleeping area stood on pilings to allow cooling airflow, and a short stair gave access to a private shower area below. Because of its traditional sturdy bamboo construction, the whole unit gave them the feeling of being part of the surrounding nature. They sat quietly for a moment, holding hands, and enjoyed a peaceful silence broken only by the gentle breeze rustling through the nipa leaf roof and the droning of distant insects. Cass’s wide, expressive eyes drifted up to her new husband’s sharp features undercut by surprisingly soft lips, and a thrill shot through her at the thought of making a little noise of their own that night. She could hardly wait to see and touch the fit body that she had only felt through his clothing heretofore. It was a line they had agreed not to cross when they got together; they would save lovemaking for after marriage.

After a leisurely meal they had delivered to their bungalow, Cassandra suggested that William shower first since she tended to take a while. Fifteen minutes later, William reentered the bedroom in only his white undershirt and boxers. Cassandra licked her plump lips, thinking to herself how scrumptious her man looked.

When Cassandra went down the steps to the bath area, she carried along her lingerie bag. She’d bought several different sets for this trip and looked forward to William’s reactions. She remembered Will had complimented her profusely each time he’d seen her in black clothing, so after her ablutions, she chose a tiny black push-up bra and a panty to wear for their first night of sexual intimacy. A thorough check in the mirror told her that the outfit complimented her slim figure, but she still felt a bit insecure. Her breasts weren’t very large, and by comparison, she thought her nipples peeking through the lace a little too big for them. But she pushed aside her self-doubt, dried and combed her thick hair until it lay heavily against her back and shoulders, then sprayed on her favorite scent and dabbed on a smudge of red lipstick. A black satin robe finished her look—she was ready.

During their dating, Will and Cass had rarely talked about sex, and Cassandra preferred it that way. She liked looking forward to the surprise of how her best friend would now start to move their relationship toward the sexual. Her Filipina upbringing meant that her general nature tended toward the conservative, so she felt too shy to begin the navigations herself. But she also thought that not knowing what to expect added to the excitement and mystery of the moment. Would William treat her gently or get a little rough? Either way, she expected that she’d enjoy it. The corners of her mouth twitched upward at the thought as she climbed the stairs, closed the door, and turned to face him.

“What are you smiling about?” Will asked.

“This place is beautiful,” she replied.

“You are beautiful.” William rose and walked to her. He lowered his face and bestowed a short, gentle kiss on her lips. As Cass wrapped her arms around his trim waist, he began to kiss her again, this time more passionately.

Cassandra felt the heat from his body through her thin wrap and went a bit weak. “Oh, how I love this guy,” she thought.

William pulled back and hooked a finger into the belt tied loosely at her slender waist and pulled. As the robe fell open, Cass watched his face as the vision of her lingerie-clad Asian beauty drew his eyes. The muscles of his jaw pulsed once, but then he took her delicate face in his hands and brought it up to his lips again.  He let his finger slide lightly down the sides of her neck to her shoulders, and Cassandra dropped her hands to let the robe fall to the floor as his palms continued down to her wrists. As he broke the kiss, he led her by the hands to the full-size bed. He sat on the edge and held her by the hips, adoring her. But for his grip, she thought she might have melted to the floor from the heat of gaze.

“Take off your bra.” His voice was deep, gravelly, more intense even than when he said, “I do.” Her eyes widened and she instinctively crossed her hands over her chest, but he soothed her. “Honey, you are beautiful. Let me see you.”

“But I don’t have nice boobs,” she said, frowning.

“Let me be the judge of that,” he joked. When Cass seemed less than convinced, he reminded her that she was fearfully and wonderfully made by God, and perfect to meet his needs.

She turned her back to him, unclasped her bra, and tossed it to the floor. Then she faced him, holding her breasts in her tiny hands.

William stood and scooped her up in one motion, then laid her on the bed. When he gently took hold of her hands and moved them to her sides, she closed her eyes, afraid to read in his expression any hint of disappointment. But he settled on top of her, adjusting her legs to make room for himself between them and propping on his forearms to avoid crushing the breath out of her.

Oh, my! Cassandra felt his hardness against her thigh. The heat building between them left her flustered. What should she do? If she initiated any action, would she come off as a wild woman? How would her godly husband feel about her if he knew how much she ached to reach down and touch the organ that had rubbed against her? Instead, she rested her trembling hands lightly on his shoulders.

William gently kissed her lips again, then down her neck, blazing a feverish trail to the top of her chest.  “You have cute breasts. I like them,” he said softly. He shifted his weight slightly left to allow his hand freedom to cup her breast. He took it into his mouth and began to suck.

“Ahh. Aaaah. Will, babyyyyyyy.  Ahhh.” Cass started to moan in pleasure as William suckled her nipple. Without warning, his teeth came together in a tiny nip, making her jerk, then tremble. Meanwhile, his other strong hand squeezed her right boob as if juicing an orange half.  Never had she thought she could enjoy something so close to pain, but she couldn’t deny the exhilaration that came with it. She could only writhe and groan through the intensity, and when he released the first breast to focus his oral attentions on the other, the sense of loss was almost worse, until his mouth found its new target and began again. Agitation built inside her until Cass thought she would burst.

Then William raised his head to watch her face. Balancing on his elbows, he simultaneously pinched both her areolas, slowly increasing the pressure as his fingers crept ever-so-slowly towards the tips.

Cass’s eyes rolled back in her head.  “Babyyyyyy, oh, babe. Ahh. Ahh,” Cass panted, her face full of sweat. As she squirmed under him, she felt how damp she’d become at her legs’ nexus and the tip of his penis teasing against the fabric there. When his fingers reached the height of pressure they could apply and the extremity of her nipples, he pulled them away quickly, and Cassandra bit her lips to muffle the excited scream that threatened to erupt. She flushed, not sure if she should feel embarrassed at her reaction.

William rolled onto his side and propped his head on his hand. “Look, honey, you don’t need to be shy with me,” he said, trailing his fingers up and down her breastbone. ”We are married now. I want to know how much you are enjoying this.” The passionate kiss that followed left her breathless.

“But, baby, I’m getting loud. People might hear me,” she worried, cupping his face.

“I  love to see and hear you in pleasure. It turns me on,” Will said and reached down to gently bit her lower lip. “Besides, you know they spaced the huts with an understanding of what couples do,” he continued with a lopsided smile. His mouth dropped to her neck with open lips, and between them, his tongue drew hot, wet circles on her skin. It was driving her mad with desire. His hand explored her all over: shoulders, arms, breasts, stomach.

When he reached her hips, William got to his knees to pull off the soaked lace decorating them and smelled it in front of her. “Oh my! Mmm.” He ran his middle finger up the cleft of her mound, murmuring, “Oh, baby, you’re so wet. I love it.”

Then, shocking Cassandra, his finger slipped inside! It felt so good, yet he pulled it out right away. He began to kiss her stomach and part her legs, spreading them wide. She just watched him, feeling bashful. She saw his pupils go wide as he looked at her, all red, engorged, and beautiful. When his head lowered and his tongue touched her nectar-coated flower, heat suffused her body. The taste of her flowing juices fed a frenzy; his licked her like crazy until she cried out.

“Ahh. Baby. Ughhh, mmmm, babyyyy! You’re so—ahhh, ahh— good at that.”

Her cries of pleasure spurred William to more variety. He appointed his tongue and plunged it in and out of her pussy, mimicking the action of a penis. He drove his head as deep as he could, mouth open as if to devour her. Then he pinpointed his attack to her clit until he felt Cassandra spasm over and over, the contractions so hard that her head lifted off the pillow with each.

Will crawled from between her legs and lay beside her, wrapping her trembling form in his arms. With a finger, he lifted her mouth to his and kissed her, letting her smell and taste her arousal on his face. Then he tucked her head tightly against his chest and slightly rocked her.

As Cass’s breathing calmed, she wondered at what her best friend had done. She had never had an inkling of this other side of him. For all the time they had courted, they never discussed anything sexual, which she found respectful, gentlemanly. Yet many times she had seen a thirst in his expression when he looked at her, especially these last weeks in Manilla. She loved both sides of him; her friend, her lover.

William’s soft, simple command broke her reverie: “Sit on my face.”

“Wh-what???”

“Come.” He rolled to his back and started to tug her hips, encouraging her to climb up his body. His request seemed strange, but Cass wanted to please her man. “Just enjoy,” he said as she settled over his mouth and sharp Anglo nose. William’s hands gripped her thighs beside his ears, and he began to lick and suck her outer lips.

Lost in the sensations, Cassandra gradually became aware that her body had begun to move of its own accord. She felt like a queen on her throne while her King ministered to her. What a naughty man, her husband! As she rubbed her pussy in his mouth, she felt again the in-and-out of his stiffened tongue. She knew her wetness would have coated his cheeks and chin by now, the way she was bucking.

Her moans at the thought must have reached even Will’s covered ears; he again focused his efforts on the tiny bud at the top of her opening. Soon Cass’s body convulsed again as her emotions touched heaven. Liquid exploded from her into his mouth; what was that? His moans under her let her know not to worry about it. Her wonderful husband clearly loved every aspect of her pleasure.

When she finished, Cass settled beside Will. She was overwhelmed that her body could experience such pleasure multiple times. William hugged her tight and kiss her passionately then Cassandra lowered her eyes and said, “Baby, you’re wild.”

William laughed. “Says the girl riding my face like a pony!” he teased her. They both giggled, then Will took her lower lip into his mouth and let his teeth rake across it as he pulled back, eliciting a deep sigh from his bride.

“Let’s go to sleep,” Will suggested.

“But I haven’t pleasured you yet,” Cass said incredulously.

“You did pleasure me! I loved making you a wild thing,” he laughed. She playfully slapped his face, and he said with a grin, “Oh, is that how you’re gonna treat me after all I’ve done?”

She snuggled close and embraced him. “I know you’re tired. We had a long day with the wedding, traveling here, and you taking care of me.”

William brought Cass’s hand to his lips. “Tonight is just about pleasuring you, my love. We’ll be here for days! There’s plenty of time for lovemaking.”

“Okay.” Cassandra gave William a short kiss, then said, “Babe, I want another shower.”

“I’ll join you,” he answered with a smile.

This is the first time I’ve written for MH, and I hope you like it. This is the beginning of a series; please look for the next parts of the story coming soon.