Dignity and Depravity

Chapter V

Spent from the excesses of pleasure, John and Amelia drifted off to sleep.

Amelia awoke the next morning with a full heart and blissful sense of peace. John, still asleep, looked seraphic with his eyelashes lightly dusting his cheeks. She stared at his perfectly formed, cherubic lips, and longest for them to caress her once again. Frissons cascaded down her body at the mere thought.

Soon, she mused, nestling back into her pillow and closing her eyes once more.

Just as slumber was taking hold, Amelia was roused by a light touch on her lips. Her eyes fluttered open and she saw John holding himself just above her, smiling broadly.

"Good morning, my love. I trust you slept well."

"I could not feel more rested than if I had been cradled in the arms of Morpheus himself."

"What did you dream of?"

"Such things as would make Sappho blush" she replied with a twinkle in her eye. "Shall I reenact the scenes for you?"

John's cheeks flushed, but before he could respond, Amelia's lips were upon his. Firmly and confidently she guided him, pausing only to sigh into his mouth. John groaned and responded by deepening the kiss. As they moved back and forth in time with each other, Amelia could feel her nipples tighten, caressing John's bare chest. A twitch from below encouraged Amelia to wickedly peep her tongue out to trace the brim of his lips.

"Open your mouth to me, sweet husband. I want to feel you inside me".

John released a positively guttural noise, and Amelia felt him succumb to her charms. Her head was lifted from the pillow, and John's mouth was meeting hers with fever and intensity. His tongue traced the insides of her cheeks, and danced with her own, sending throbbing sensations to her sensitive area. She felt herself becoming slick and moist, preparing to accept his masterpiece, which was stiffening and pressing on the inside of her leg.

As John moved his mouth down her neck, Amelia grabbed his member in her hands, greedily guiding it towards her vermilion cleft. She gripped the shaft, rubbing her hands up and down, feeling it shift and harden further as she lightly massaged its sensitive tip over her opening.

"Take me", she murmured.

And with that John could contain himself no longer and thrust himself deeply, filling her to her core. Amelia cried out in surprise, but soon gave herself over the intense joy and rhythm of love. Her breaths came in short gasps, matching each of John's thrusts.

"Amelia, Amelia..." John breathed in to her neck, increasing his pace. Amelia could feel her insides heighten and spasm in response, clamping down on him like a vice.

"Oh, John!"

And all other worldly sensations fell away, as the couple united themselves in rapture once more.

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