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'Honeymoon In Paradise'

After much contemplation, Criss and I both decided to have our honeymoon on the tropical island paradise of the Royal Davui, in Figi. Criss had the reservations all set so when we got off our flight there would be someone waiting for us to take us to our private and very secluded villa where we would be staying. But before we could even get on our plane and head out, we had to pack up and load up in the car, because Criss was being such a pokey lil puppy taking his time packing making sure he got everything he wanted to take along, usually it was the female that was taking all the time, but not this time, I was on my game and had all my stuff packed in a matter of half an hour.

I raced up the stairs hollering at Criss to shake his tail feathers or else we would miss our flight, and when I made it to the room his suitcase was still over half empty and he was on the bed sleeping. I shook his legs and jumped on his back as I took a bite out of his ass and told him he needed to get his sexy ass up and get packing or else I would be going to Figi for my honeymoon by myself. Criss grumbled and turned around to face me and said he hated packing shit up because he never could find all the shit he was looking for, and he was sleepy. After he rolled over and put his head under the pillow I grabbed his sides with my hands and tickled him because I knew how much he hated being tickled and told him that I would pack his shit for him, but if I forget to pack something that he wanted it wasn't my fault. So I pampered my hubby and packed for him, and even carried it down the stairs, and JD put it in his car because he was going to take us to the airport.

Our stuff was packed and loaded I was ready to head out, and Criss was still upstairs pretending to be a turtle. I hollered up at him one last time and asked him if he was really dreading this honeymoon with me because if we didn't hurry the plane would leave without us. Criss slid down the railing and said he was coming, and I needed to cool my jets, because it was a private flight and beens we were the only ones going to be on the plane, it couldn't leave without us. I looked at him and stated yet another thing about the honeymoon I knew nothing about, my Criss had romantic plans for the two of us on the flight itself to our honeymoon spot.

JD drove us to the airport and gave us both a hug and kiss and congratulated us both and added a little pervertedly to have fun and make it home safe and sound. We hugged him back and Criss added that he was going to have a lot of fun one way or another. I pulled him by his ear and told him he better behave or he'd be having all the fun holding his own. Criss grabbed both of our bags and handed me the private tickets to our flight with his mouth and pointed in the direction where the plane was waiting at its ready for us to load in. 

The pilot and co-pilot both welcomed us aboard and showed us to the privacy of the entire back part of the plane was all for us, there was a bar with a bottle of Dom Perignon chilling in the ice bucket, and it had very soft and sweet music playing in the background and it had bouquets all over the plane feeling it with a delightful aroma. The plane's lights were dimmed down to a romantic setting, and on the left side of the plane instead of having a bunch of plane seats, it had a luxurious bed with satin sheets and plush blankets and pillows. Then if we decided we wanted to do something else, there was a personal little television at the head of our bed with some DVD's in the cabinet for us to watch...and Criss was way ahead of me because the only movies that were in the cabinet were scary movies, because he knew they were my favorite.

So our fifteen-hour flight was going to be very fun and luxurious not to mention a hell of a lot more comfortable than being stuck in bucket seats forever, even though when the pilot got a hold of us to buckle up for the landing we would have to go to the seats in front of the bed and buckle up just to stay on the safe side, but until then, the entire plane was our playground other than the pilots quarters in the nose of the plane.  

So we got relaxed and as I snuggled in the bed and turned on some scary movies Criss pulled out some fresh fruits and some champagne for us to share, and as I watched Criss snuggled and kissed on me, until I couldn't hold it in any longer and turned off the tv and rolled on top of him...I have to admit I never thought I would have sex in the air on a plane, but it was rather interesting. There was even a little shower in the bathroom area so we took a shower together then finished our movie. When the movie ended we played a little strip poker together just for fun, then after he won and I was in my underwear I decided to get into my nightie and take a light snooze. Criss had no objections to that idea at all, and pulled off his pants, and crawled in beside me and we both took a nice nap knowing the good thing about it was once we got off our flight we wouldn't have the bad jet lag effects thanks to our private and personalized honeymoon flight.

The two weeks in Paradise was absolutely just what we both needed, Criss was a little more sexually rambunctious than I thought he would be, but I wasn't going to complain one bit, because I loved him just as much and once we got started I never wanted him to stop. We took several selfies and showed our family all the fun we were having. But before we both knew it...it was time for us to take our private little plane back to New York because our magical honeymoon was over.