Complete Trust = Complete Bliss

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Then...he got there.

It hit him like a jolt of electricity. Now it was his turn to throw his head back and bellow. The tightness of Liz's ass made the pressure of his ejaculation even greater. He was sure the entire neighborhood heard him scream – and he didn't give two shits!

"Sweet Fucking Jesus!" he screamed as rope after rope after rope of cum exploded from his cock. He had no way of knowing, but thinking about it after it must have be close to ten. He continued to pound into Liz while his cock was spewing its load into her. When his orgasm finally subsided, he bent to Liz's back, tenderly kissing it. Then he wrapped his arm around her and fell sideways on the bed, bringing her to lie spooned against him, his still-twitching cock never leaving her ass.

About the last thing either one of them remembered before falling into an almost immediate sleep was seeing Sue and Steve put the cameras back on their tripods, blow out all the candles, give Liam an enthusiastic thumbs up and exit their bedroom. Just as Liam was drifting off he heard their back door open and close and he then passed out.

They awoke several hours later at basically the same time. Liz opened her eyes to see Liam, head resting on his hand, simply staring at her.

"Well, good morning Mr. Stud Man! Penny for your thoughts?"

"I'm thinking I'm hungry and want breakfast."

"Mmmm, I was hoping you might cook it for us."

"Hate to break it to you, but the weekend ain't over. I'll have some bacon, with two eggs over easy, some fried potatoes and orange juice please. And I'd like it served to me in bed, and I'd like you to be wearing exactly what you have on right now!"

"Hmmm, ok. I think that can be arranged," Liz smiled. "Don't go anywhere."

When Liz returned with the tray containing their breakfast she set it on their dresser. As she did that, Liam drew the blanket back, revealing his cock, thick, hard and ready for more.

"I've cleared off a place for you to sit my love," he said with a sheepish grin.

"Oh my god," Liz exclaimed, "Does that thing EVER go down?"

"Not when you're around it doesn't"

Truth be told, Liz was ready for one more, "reconnection" fuck and was already wet. Liam sat up with his back to the headboard; Liz straddled him and effortlessly sank down fully on his engorged cock. After exhaling a contented sigh, she reached over and picked up their plate and started to feed her husband.

"After yesterday I'm thinking we need some calories – we worked off an awful lot yesterday."

Laughing, Liam said, "Oh my god did we ever. So tell me..did you enjoy yourself this weekend?

Liz gathered her thoughts and said, "Baby, you have no idea. We both know that the things you had me do this weekend would NEVER have happened if I had had any say over it. But the thing is, I LOVED everything we did. Being in the position where I couldn't say no opened up so many possibilities for me, for us. I'm just upset I waited so long to agree to it and I'm sorry I ever doubted you. It was so liberating. I didn't have to worry that I was doing something bad because I had no control over it. Thank you baby, thank you so so much. This was something I needed so very badly. And..she said shyly, I already have some ideas of what I'm going to do when it's MY weekend whenever that happens. But I do have one question. I have to admit I was surprised the way you kind of denied me until last night."

"Baby, to be honest, it wasn't my plan initially. The work project was legit and I really couldn't think of anything else on Thursday night. After that it kind of hit me that if I hold you off you might get an idea of how I feel when we haven't had sex for a while."

"Is that the way you feel – honestly?"

"Absolutely it is. And to be honest, it really isn't necessarily about the sex. It's more about the intimacy and just being close with you. When I don't get that I crave it like crazy."

"I'm so sorry – I had no idea until this weekend – I'll do my best not to make you feel that way ever again – except maybe when it's my weekend," she said coyly.

"Well, while you are still under my control, I think I better get one more shot in before you can say no!"

"You still have another round left in the clip old timer?" teased Liz.

Plates and glasses and cutlery were quickly dispatched to the dresser and in just a very few seconds Liz found herself on her back, with her loving husband on top of her, pressing his magnificent cock into her. This time was intimate and loving and calm. They talked and laughed and professed their love for one another over and over. When Liam came there were no histrionics, no bellowing; he lovingly gazed into Liz's eyes as his seed filled her up.

After showering, cleaning up their clothes, putting away all of the candles and hiding the video cameras from Miss Nosy Parker they retired to their backyard where they laid in their loungers, holding hands, swimming occasionally and reading. Late in the afternoon they heard a car in the driveway – it was Emma arriving home from the Elliott's cottage.

After the welcoming hugs were completed and Emma's bag was retrieved, Emma approached them with a hopeful look in her eyes.

"Hey Guys, Chantal is having the whole hockey team up to her cottage for a whole weekend at the end of August – I know I have that weekend off work already – would it be ok if I went?

They looked over at Chantal's dad who said, "Debbie and I will be there to supervise the whole weekend and Emma is absolutely no trouble. She is more then welcome. Do you guys think you could find something to do for another whole whole weekend without her?"

Both of them felt a stirring in their loins. Liz looked at Liam with a sly grin and then back at Phil Elliott, "Oh Phil, I'm pretty sure I can come up with something for us to do!"

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derRaskellderRaskellabout 6 years ago
Great story

I liked the way it kept my attention all the until the end!

But it needed editing extensively!

Keep up the good writing!! :=)

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 9 years ago
On point!

So realistic and detailed! Well done :)

AnonymousAnonymousover 11 years ago
Great Adventures

I wanted to comment and say how great this story was. I hope it was a true account of a couples life and love. It truely reminds me of my exgirlfriend. It is true that the best thing to do is have an open sex life and explore as much as you can. Surprising each other with presents, dinners, trips, sexual adventures is the best way to keep it interesting and always with anticipation. So I really hope this is a true account. Switching roles and giving control to the other is so great to do and is very liberating. I can't wait to part two of this story.

We had been very adventurous; getting in to some B&D, S&M, D&s, Voyer, Exhibition, Toys, Role Play etc. so we tried a lot of stuff that each of us wanted to explore. The fun part was surprising the other with something new and not discussing it first, it made it that much better. Like chocolate night; after she came home from work I had her strip then led her to the living room blind folded. The living room was prepared-plastic on the floor, chocolate, paper towels etc. at easy reach. I had bought her a bra one cup size larger, while I had her on all fours I lined the bra with plastic then filled the cups with chocolate pudding. I slipped the bra on her from underneath, surround each tit in gooey chocolate. I proceded to cover the rest of her body in dark chocolate syrup, pudding, & small chips. I put two dark choclate Lindt Truffels in her mouth and a large piece of dark chocolate that was very phalic in shape. I was massaging, groping her body with chocolate when I took off her blindfold. In front of her was a large mirror. The first thing she saw when her eyes adjusted was me licking the chocolate from her shoulder and my hands all over her chocolate covered body, she almost orgasmed right then. Having an adventurous and inventive partner is what is needed for a good life.

She left me and moved to India of all places, supposedly for work B.S. When I think of her it is of the life we had, similar to this couples. When I think of her and get mad, pissed off and want to call her names like my friends do it does not help with my anger. I call her bitch but then I think about the dog collars she would wear with dog tags saying bitch, sex slave and my address in case someone finds her so she can be returned. The leash in my hand as we fucked doggie and me making her bark as loud as she could as we neared finishing. Her saying out loud that she is my bitch and my bitch forever. If I call her another name I remember calling her that when we did this or that.

So what I am saying is this couple is very lucky and has something I once did, it is something not replacable. I tried!!! Keep it going.

I know I can't wait and I am sure most of the readers of this story can't either for part two.

delightdawndelightdawnover 11 years ago

Very good and very truthful. Sometimes life gets in the way. This was a nice, sexy reminder to go home and love your significant other.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 12 years ago
Believable

Really liked this one. I like stories that actually could happen. I one absolutely could.

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