My Lighthouse

Wedding night

"Well missis Feehily....". Mark opened the door to the wedding suite, looked at his bride and without losing eye contact he lifted her up into his arms. "Did I tell you I love you yet?" Sheila whispered with her lips against his. "No you didn't" Mark's breath warmed her lips when he answered her back. His heart was beating faster already, when he closed the door with his foot. "Did you enjoy yourself today?" His voice was low and Sheila heard the emotions and vibration within his words. "I had one of the best days of my life sweetheart" Sheila answered. "One of...?" Mark frowned when she said that and put her with her feet back on the floor. He put his arms around her waist, while Sheila ran with her fingers through his hair and stared in his beautiful blue eyes.

"Yes, one of". "Because otherwise it would mean, that the other days, who are still very special to me, meant less and that's not the case. When Millie stayed over, the other day and I woke up, I cried of happiness Mark, when I saw this little girl laying against you with her arms on your chest and your large hand on the back of her head as if you wanted to protect her against harm. I loved you so incredibly much, when I saw you laying like that."

Or the time we were in South Africa and you brought me back to my cottage to surprised me with the flowers, the champagne and great sex. Mark swallowed deeply to get his mind set, because of the passionate way she told him her thoughts. "There are more moments when I loved you more than my own life." "Though there was one moment tonight, that overruled all these memories." Sheila lay her hand against his cheek and his eyes hypnotized her, to never let go. With her thumb she slowly caressed his lips, while she slightly opened hers. Her eyes narrowed as she tried to catch her breath. "When was that baby?" Mark panted with his eyes focused on her lips. "When you said, there will come a time that you will disappoint me again, but you will always try your best, to reach the stars together with me" "please touch the stars with me tonight " Sheila whispered panting. She could hardly take it no more and bit softly in his lower lip when he tried to kiss her. Biting, huh? Mark said and Sheila felt how his breath went fast and his passion for her grew. His hands passionately stroke her naked back, while his kisses quickly became eager for more.

Sheila could hardly breath of the desire with which they kissed one another. "I will give you the stars" Mark said heavily breathing and his chest went up and down of excitement, while his hands caressed every curve of her body. He wanted to do everything at once! Tear her dress of her body, throw her on the bed to make her his, hard and passionate. But, that was not what he wanted on his wedding night. How hard it was for him to slow down, but she deserved his attention, not just his desire. Though looking in her eyes, he wondered if she would even mind. But later she would, he knew for sure she would.

He let go of her and Sheila looked at him with misunderstanding on her face. Her chest was going back and forth as if she had run a marathon and she frowned, when his hand kept her on a distance. "What....?" Sheila started, though Mark just shook his head while he hold up his hand and tried to catch his breath. "I will not be able to slow down, if you kiss me like that" he panted. "Who says, I want you to slow down?" "I want the stars Mark. Your passion, your desire and not your sense of reason" They were standing the opposite of each other. Panting, as if they had just ran away from something. Sheila stared at Mark's lower lip and almost saw his breath touching it.

Sweat appeared on his forehand and he turned around to take of his tuxedo jacket and untidy his bow tie. He put them over the chair next to the bed when he suddenly felt Sheila's hands from behind, stroking his back, massaging his shoulder, before she moved her hands to caress his chest. Okay, I will slow down, she whispered in his ear. Her tongue licked the sensitivity skin of his neck and softly bite his ear, trying to tease him, the way he liked it. Or at least said, that he liked it. Sheila moaned softly, while her fingers unbuttoned his blouse and pulled it out of his trousers to take it of. Mark closed his eyes and his heart beat like crazy, when he felt her body against his naked back. A longing, passionate and very hot female body. His woman. He sighed deeply and put his hands on hers as she was slowly stroking his hairy chest, down to the band of his trousers. Mark pushed of his shoes and noticed how Sheila's hands escaped underneath his to open his trousers. Mark wanted to fight against the strong feelings she brought to him, but he knew he was lost. Sheila wanted him and she wanted him now! How could he ever slow down, if she was that demanding in her play against him?

He didn't really wanted to slow down. He wanted to do it for her. As if stitched by a bee, he suddenly moaned out loud when Sheila took his hard desire in her hand and pushed it back and forth to turn him on even more. Oh no, Sheila! He almost screamed and his knees got weak. He grabbed her at her wrist, breathed in and out slowly, trying to calm down and turned around. His eyes were dark blue and his look extremely serious. Sheila couldn't speak, only felt the vibrations between them. Her eyes went down to his thighs and then looked up again. She didn't smile, her eyes just begged him to go on. You're playing a very dangerous game lady, Mark whispered slowly. Sheila bit her lip, when he put his fingers underneath the shoulder straps of her dress and pushed it of until they got stuck on her upper arm. Turn around! He demanded and Sheila felt a stitch of desire through her thighs.

Mark opened her dress and slowly pushed her dress over her shoulder, but stopped when her arms were out of the dress. With his hands on her waistline, he slowly caressed her body upwards, to finally push her arms up against the pole of the antique bed. "Hold on to this" he demanded with a low tone of voice and he pulled her dress down onto the floor. She heard his breath fasten, when she stood in front of him with her back towards him, dressed in nothing more than her G-string and a blue ribbon around her leg. With his knee he pushed her legs slightly away from each other and his hands embraced her leg as they went up to her hips and teas the soft and wet skin between her thighs. Sheila hold herself stronger onto the pole of the bed, while she throw her head in her neck and moaned out loud when she strongly felt his fingers glide inside of her. Mark moved faster before he took his fingers away from her again and firmly grabbed her breasts in his hand while he pushed his lower body against her bottom. He panted when he said, "you wanted to know what I could do with your bottom, didn't you?" His words were clear and demanding and it turned Sheila on like crazy. " Oh yes, please" she begged and closed her eyes when again his hands squeezed the soft flesh of her breasts in the palm of his hand.

He now pushed his whole body against Sheila and with his hands around hers, he pushed them a bit more downwards the pole. He passionately licked and kissed her neck, while his chest lay against her back and his hands massaged her bottom. "Are you sure, you want this on your wedding night? Mark asked while he could hardly control himself anymore. Oh Mark, shut up please and take me now! Sheila said out loud. She didn't care if someone could hear her, she wanted to feel him! Now! Mark pulled her hips backwards, while Sheila kept holding herself onto the pole as she loved the way he massaged and hit her bottom before she suddenly felt his manliness glide deep inside of her. She screamed out loud and Mark shortly stopped. Sheila heard him panting and he started moving slow and sensitive. Sheila closed her eyes to enjoy this feeling to the fullest. The knuckles of her hand were white of the strength which she hold herself tight onto the pole when Mark moved faster and faster against her body. While his fingers vibrated the soft skin between her legs, his lower body started to lose its control. No not yet, Sheila panted out loud, almost...was the only word she could say, when she felt Mark pushing against her hard and deep, moaning, panting and trying to satisfy her at the same time. Sheila grabbed herself more tightly to the bed when she felt how her strength flowed out of her body. She threw her head in her neck while she screamed of pleasure and Mark grabbed her at her waist so she wouldn't fall. Oh my God, Mark, Sheila panted. I want this bed at home and otherwise only the pole. Mark laughed softly as he carefully took a step backwards to pull his manliness out of her. Again Sheila moaned out loud and lost the grip on the bed.

You wild little cat! He whispered, when he grabbed her just on time and turned her around. "But oh my! How great are you?" You keep surprising me, Missis Feehily." He said with admiration in his voice. Sheila closed her eyes for a moment and her body still shocked as Mark hold her close. "Hmm still not ready babe" he moaned and pulled her more close. "If I ever have to die, please let it be while I have wild sex with you" Sheila smiled with a naughty look on her face. Mark laughed softly. "I don't know if our sex will still be that wild at 85 sweetie, because I am intending to get that old together with you." Sheila caressed his face and kissed him passionately, before she giggled and said, "come on stud! I am getting cold. Let's get a shower and crawl into this beautiful bed here. Maybe you may prove me later, that you're still no 85" and she tapped him on his manliness. "Naughty bitch!" Mark smiled and took her by the hand, to take her to the bathroom. "We will see about the rest. Otherwise I won't make it to the 85 at all!" Sheila could only laugh while he dragged her into the bathroom........