The morning sun shines through the window warming my body, and pulling me from sleep. When I open them I'm drawn to the light. The day looks bright and while it's probably cold, being February, I find myself eager to get out of bed and be outside.
I look over and find my husband is already up. I remove the blankets, and stretch my legs on top of the covers. Revealing my pale strong legs, with too full thighs, reminding myself that I should have been up earlier and at the gym. I allow my eyes to roam my body, pink satin boy shorts and a black camisole, covering womanly hips, an imperfect stomach and full breasts. I have high self esteem in general which is an important quality for any woman and something I try to instill in my daughter. That confidence and self esteem is there loud and proud when I have clothes on, however, when I'm naked or near naked it's a totally different story.
I look over and find my husband is already up. I remove the blankets, and stretch my legs on top of the covers. Revealing my pale strong legs, with too full thighs, reminding myself that I should have been up earlier and at the gym. I allow my eyes to roam my body, pink satin boy shorts and a black camisole, covering womanly hips, an imperfect stomach and full breasts. I have high self esteem in general which is an important quality for any woman and something I try to instill in my daughter. That confidence and self esteem is there loud and proud when I have clothes on, however, when I'm naked or near naked it's a totally different story.
While laying in bed I find myself getting sucked into my over critical mind, and my husband walks back into our bedroom. I look over at him and he's smiling, but it's not just a happy to see you smile, it's an I find you incredibly sexy and I'm going to ravage you smile. His copper brown eyes become dark and lust filled when he walks towards me.
When he's near me, I try to pull my legs up, and before I know it he's got my ankles and he's pulling my ankles back down again. He slides his hands up my legs to the same hips that I was judging earlier, and whispers, "God, I love the contrast of these pink panties against your white skin" as he kisses those hips. I smile a little when he takes those panties off my body and looks back up to me. His look, so intense, and it totally makes me wet. He stalks up my body once more lifting my camisole off my body as he's kissing my belly on his way to my breasts that I know he loves so so much.
When he's near me, I try to pull my legs up, and before I know it he's got my ankles and he's pulling my ankles back down again. He slides his hands up my legs to the same hips that I was judging earlier, and whispers, "God, I love the contrast of these pink panties against your white skin" as he kisses those hips. I smile a little when he takes those panties off my body and looks back up to me. His look, so intense, and it totally makes me wet. He stalks up my body once more lifting my camisole off my body as he's kissing my belly on his way to my breasts that I know he loves so so much.
Taking my nipple into his mouth he kisses and tugs on it sending pleasure through my entire body. When he releases my nipple he grabs both of my breasts, squeezing them, and whispers, "so beautiful", before focusing his attention on my other nipple. I know this man loves me and it feels amazing. I lose myself in his touch, while he worships this imperfectly perfect body of mine. There isn't a doubt in my mind the he finds me incredibly sexy, and I can feel the effect I have on him presently near my entrance. I spread my legs wide, inviting him inside me. I know when he's felt my wet heat because he makes immediate eye contact with me. I'm frozen looking into his gaze, because this man is looking at me like I hung the moon. I'm so filled with love for this man. I smile at him and reach up to kiss him. His kiss is deeply passionate and when he pulls away, he whispers, "Good Morning, Angel. You look so beautiful when you just wake up." With those final words, he thrusts deep inside me with one quick motion, taking my breath away. And while my husband made love to me in the morning light of a new day, my strength and my self confidence in my own beautiful body was restored.
-Lola Fontaine 2015
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