Melting The Ice In Finland – Part 3

We woke up after our second passionate night in Finland all refreshed and rested.

“I’m already looking forward to tonight, babe,” said my husband as he caressed my arm.

“Can’t wait to climb over you and pleasure you with my throbbing cock.”

“I can’t wait either, Henry, my honey,” I flirted. My husband smiled as always upon hearing me say his name like that.

We spent a third wonderful day in Helsinki, Finland. Visiting churches, eating great food, but we were really looking forward to tonight!

We had a light dinner, and then immediately went to our room. I put on my sexy white bra and panties with black lace as my husband stripped off his shirt so we could have a passionate dance. The song was “Summer Night City” and we danced to our hearts content, touching and caressing each other. By the time the song faded out, we were making out.

My husband unhooked my bra and pulled down my panties, and I climbed onto our bed while he got naked prior to jumping into bed with me. After climbing on me, he stroked my breasts, and licked one pointed nipple after the other, massaging them with his tongue. He then entered me and came up to me and kissed me as I wrapped my arms around him.

He thrust, and thrust while kissing me passionately. He stroked my breasts again, playing with my hard nipples. His man part was giving me so much pleasure, reaching every inch of my lady place and it was so deep inside me. I again had the pleasure of watching his butt muscles flex while feeling his hard penis in my wet vagina.

Excited sounds escaped our mouths as our bodies started to sweat. I massaged him as his arms were wrapped around me tight.

“Brace yourself, honey!” He said, and I knew what was coming. He began doing the classic “throbbing thrusts” where he’d thrust hard and twitch while doing so, and that caused us both to have a powerful orgasm!

Our orgasms were so intense as were my husband’s thrusts that we were almost bouncing on our bed while letting out loud cries of pleasure. He jerked even harder while climaxing, making my orgasm even more intense as my own hips convulsed involuntarily.

We were so blissfully exhausted when we came down. My husband kissed my neck again, and then rolled me on top of him while I lay blissfully in his arms. We certainly slept well that night!

In the morning, we were still recovering from our night of passion.

“The last three nights were amazing weren’t they?” said my husband as he stroked me.

“Oh, yes! And Gothenburg and the Fjords? My!” I reminisced.

“Oh those were steamy, too. And I can’t get enough of your perky, beautiful breasts.”

We giggled and he kissed my head.

“Oh the whole cruise was wonderful. But it’ll be nice to get back to land sex, too,” he said, and I agreed wholeheartedly.

We docked in Stockholm that evening, and the two of us walked hand-in-hand to our hotel, which was only walking distance. Needless to say, more passion followed…