The Anniversary

She stands in the doorway of their dressing room watching as he gets dressed. He glances in the mirror and sees her standing there and he smiles. Her breath catches and like always when he smiles at her, her heart begins to race and instant wanting comes over her. She thinks at that moment that at fifty-nine, he still looks as handsome and sexy as the day she met him some 32 years ago. Back then, she was just a young twenty-something getting her first taste of big city life. And when she first met him, she wanted him.

She is as sure of her love for him today as she was way back then.

Their relationship has been hard-won. The false starts in the beginning when he didn't know what love was or how to give it; her brief engagement to another love that was not sustained. They ran away and eloped just weeks before her wedding to someone else after he declared his undying love for her. He finally realized that loving her was all that he wanted and needed. And from that moment, their lives together have been filled with love, compassion, understanding, and of course hot sex.

And if they weren’t rushing off to celebrate their eight-year wedding anniversary, she’d let him undress and make love to her. But that would come later, after the celebration. She shivers from the anticipation of the coming night. Thoughts of them making love have always excited her and that had never changed and she didn’t think that it ever would.

She shakes her head to awaken from her reverie. He turns and walks to her and bends down to kiss her cheek and says, “My love, can you help me with these cufflinks.” God this man! After so many years, he still makes her dizzy with passion and wanting, but mostly love. “Anything for you babe, she says to him.”

She fastens his cufflinks and moves to gather her clutch and wrap. She catches a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror. She has aged well. A few years back she'd lost a lot of weight but was now pleasing plump, rounded in all the right places.

He watches her admire herself and he smiles. He loves her confidence and her style. He just loves her, he can't explain it and he can't define what it means to love her as he does. He just knows that it is deep and abiding. Their love is as essential to him as the air he breathes. Wherever she is, so is his home, his whole entire world. He knows he almost lost her and a part of him feels regretful that he wasted so much time hurting her and denying what he felt for her. He knows that since the very first day he met her, she was meant to be his lover and life partner. And so he ran, as hard and as fast as he could, because he didn't want to believe that they were meant to be. She didn't fit the profile of the woman he had envisioned spending his life with, even if he was going to go that route; no matter how out of this world the sex and connection were. He now knows that it was his vanity that kept him from the love of his life for far too long.

Looking at her still made him so damn hard, just like it did after his very first taste of her. He'd always felt this primal and sensual connection to her. She ignited and inflamed all his sexual desire. No woman, no matter the many he'd been with, could make him feel the way she did. And it was not because of anything she did, it was like their souls spoke to each other and that they were meant to love through all space and time. Their energy, their vibe was one that was fated. And every time he was inside her he knew that she was meant to be his and his alone. He wanted to take her right then and there.

She is in her fifties but still so extremely tight. And she gets so wet for him. When he was inside her he just wanted to stay and never leave. Feeling her tight, hot, wet, pussy, pull him in and tighten around him. Hearing her moan in his ear and clutch at his back. This was his undoing. The pleasure from their sex made him dizzy.

In a daze from his provocative thoughts, he walks up behind her and wraps his arms around her. She feels his hard dick pressed into her lower back and she knows that this celebration is now going in a different direction. The celebration would, in fact, include a prelude of intense and passionate lovemaking.

He kisses her neck and brings a hand up to cup a breast and the other he uses to stroke down her thigh. He runs his tongue along the side of her neck up to her ear and says, “I wanna fuck you right now,” with an urgency that makes her weak. She is only able to moan her consent as he walks her to their bed.

He undresses her slowly, then hastily removes his clothing. It's almost as if he can't bear to be away from her naked skin. He feels like a savage when it comes to making love to her.

He lays her down and spreads her thighs, because first he must taste her. He can feel her tremble as he kisses his way up her thighs to her wet and waiting pussy. He kisses it in reverence, runs his tongue the length of her pussy lips. Her scent and the way she tastes is so intoxicating. He just wants to put her entire pussy in his mouth.

Her body shakes in anticipation of his tongue on her hard little clit.

He doesn’t disappoint as he gently opens her and begins to suck on her precious pearl. Lavishing all the attention on the center of her, he feels her trembling thighs close around his head.

Her hips have found a rhythm all on their own when she starts to ride his face. Hands stroking his head as he matches her wild pace. Her body arches as it is looking for release.

He wraps his arms around her thighs and begins to eat her in earnest. Allowing his tongue to move in and out of her silky, wet, hot, pussy; then back up to suck her clit and then back down inside her where later his dick will go to play.

She is in a heightened state of pleasure, a sensual haze. She... is... on... fire! She can't control her body's trembling. She loves and wants this man so much. Her appetite for him is insatiable.

He senses she is close, but he wants to be inside her when she cums, so he slows down and licks and kisses his way up her body.

Her pussy is throbbing and begging for him to be inside her but she has got to have him in her mouth, tasting his want and love. She tells him to put his dick between her big soft breasts.

He pushes them together and rubs her nipples gently with the tips of his thumbs and as he moves up between her breasts she licks the tip of him, teasing him.

She sees his tortured face and asks him to lay down so she can suck him like she loves to do. She kisses him and then down his chest and beyond to where his throbbing, rock hard dick is jumping in anticipation of her wet mouth. She uses her lips to nibble around the ridge of his dick, alternating those nibbles with her tongue swirls on the head. Wanting to hold the fullness of him in her mouth, she opens wide and takes as much of him in until she gags a little. Sucking him and then licking him, using her hands to stroke him while she slurps on the head of him. He is literally making her mouth water as she sucks and licks him greedily.

He strokes and squeezes her plump ass, letting a finger go deep inside said ass, while she loves him with her mouth. Her head game is so intense. He could cum right now, her mouth feels so good, but again, he wants to be inside her hot tight wetness when he cums.

He gently pulls her up his body and she whimpers because she doesn’t want to stop. He says “babe. I’ve got to be inside you right now. I need to cum inside you. I need to feel you when you cum.”

He gently rolls them over where he is on top. Kisses her deeply, as he settles between her thighs, and inch by delicious inch, he drives his beautiful, hard dick inside her tight wetness. He closes his eyes and moans deeply as he slides inside her.

Tasting his and her essence on his lips drives her passion to madness. Her moan gives way to breathlessness as she feels the weight of him on her and his initial entry into her wet, tight, but willing pussy.

He knows that she has totally given herself over to his lovemaking, and he savors the feeling of being welcomed, wanted, desired, and completely surrendered to by his love. He feels as if he is going to lose himself in her love and pushes deeper because he wants to drown in her wetness. No one has ever felt as good as she does.

As he moves deeper inside her, she once again feels so close to the edge of her forthcoming orgasm.

He senses her approaching orgasm and starts a shallow stroke inside her. He wants to completely dominate her senses, overload her with his love. He stops, as she shakily screams at him not to stop, he calms her with tender kisses and she feels him thrumming inside her. His kisses get deeper and bolder, he starts to move slowly, thrusting long and hard into her wetness. He feels her tremble...her body begging for release.

Her pussy is gripping him so tight right now. Every sensation and feeling has settled right between her plentiful thighs. She can feel the wetness sliding out of her body, onto his dick, and down her ass. She is out of control. She starts to match his stroke and to get her to her desired peak, she squeezes his dick with her pussy. She can feel the build-up of her orgasm. So she starts milking him with her pussy.

Oh God, when she starts to milk him, he always loses control. His orgasm is imminent. He picks up his pace and she matches his rhythm. Both clinging to each other, racing to the finish.

He erupts inside her. She feels the moment of his release which further heightens the moment of her cumming.

It's explosive and magnificent to behold.

Hearts beating wildly after the moment of their orgasm. Still inside her and riding on the wave of their fading orgasm, he hears her deep sigh and purr of contentment. They lock eyes and he kisses her deeply and lovingly. He feels her pussy tighten and throb around his tumescent dick. His body shivers and his dick starts to harden again.

She brings him to life.

Feeling her ready to love again, he kisses her forehead and whispers, “Happy Anniversary, my love,” as he begins to move inside her once again...