#THE_MIRACLE_I_nee-d_2
EPISODE 30 (Rated 18+)
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I’m sorry if I have gone nut with this episode, the story nee-d to pa-ss throu-gh this stage.
“How could you do that to me in public?” Kathleen chided Pete as they returned to their seat when the MC decided the game was over. After tou-ching her a-ss, the MC had asked him to tou-chhis favorite p@rt of her b©dy, and with that same wicked grin, Pete had reached out to gr-ab her bo-obs, but Kathleen quic-kly moved away from his reach, and the hall erupted with laughter.
“Because you are mine, remember?” Pete asked with a grin as they both sat down, while Ken who was Pete’s best man, tapped his back in approval as he sat down.
“That wasn’t gentlemanly,” Kathleen hissed at him.
“When did I ever give you the notion that I was a gentleman? There is nothing gentle about me, wifey, I’m going to be spending this night correcting that impression,” Pete promised with a grin, and Kathleen turned away from him, even though the promise she heard in his tone stirred something inside her, and excited her.
As the guests ate and they drew to the end of the reception, the MC announced that the groom wanted to pres-ent his wedding gift to his bride.
Kathleen immediately turned to him, “You prepared a gift for me? I didn’t prepare anything for you. Why didn’t you tell me?” She asked, feeling uncomfortable by the thought that she was going to receive a gift from him and not give anything in return.
“Every gift I could ever nee-d is wra-pped in one bundle, and that is you, my love,” Pete a-ssured her before standing up.
Kathleen looked at him curiously, wondering what the gift was until she saw Amanda approaching them and extending a box to Pete. Jewelry? Kathleen wondered.
Pete took the box from his daughter and signaled to Kathleen to join him. She slowly stood up before walking over to where he was standing, and the MC handed the mic to Pete.
“This is for restoring my faith in God, my hope in love, and my ability to love. You’ve made me so happy and I can only pray God helps me to make you for as long as I live,” he said before handing the box to her.
Kathleen didn’t know what to say as she accepted the box from him. The hall was quiet as everyone watched in anticipation, waiting to see what was inside. Kathleen knew she was expected to open the box right there, so she slowly opened it, and her eyes wi-dened in surprise when she saw a car key resting inside. Was this why he had been pushing her to focus on her driving lessons this whole time? She wondered as she gazed up at him, her eyes blazing with unspoken love.
“You want to see it?” He asked, and when she nodded he took her hand and led her outside while some others followed them.
“You didn’t have to,” Kathleen murmured when she saw the black Mercedes Benz car parked outside the hall. She hadn’t noticed it earlier when they arrived, that had to mean they had just brou-ght it.
“Oh my God! God bless you so much, my son-in-law!” Kathleen’s mother prayed as she embr@ced both Kathleen and Pete, while the others congratulated her. Her colleagues at work looked at her enviously, as she embr@ced Pete who ki-ssed her.
After that, they all returned inside for the couple’s last dance, so that as many as wanted to spray them could do so now before the ceremony comes to an end. Kathleen leaned her head against Pete’s che-st as they danced to Breathless by Shayne Ward. It was the last dance of their wedding reception, the lovely end to what had been a beautiful day.
“You know what I’m thinking?” Pete asked Kathleen, ma-king her look up into his face.
“What?”
“I’m dying to know how wild you are beneath this modest Christian lady behavior you put up,” Pete said with a grin, ma-king her look away. She too was dying to know this aspect of herself. She wanted to know just how wild she was… Or could be.
*[Three hours later]*
They were at the hotel where Pete had suggested they spend the night before flying out of the country the next day for their honeymoon. Thankfully while planning their wedding, Pete had made her get an international pa-ssport, so leaving the country was not a problem. Eric and Kimberly had also recommended several places they had visited during their honeymoon, and Kathleen was looking forward to spending time alone with Pete… Her husband, somewhere far away without anyone else around.
Kathleen stood in front of the mirror looking at the red teddy she was now wearing. What was Pete going to think about it? She turned around to check out her a-ss and smiled shyly when she remembered how he had gr@bb£d it at the wedding. She was finally going to do this! She closed her eyes as she tried to picture all her mother had taught her earlier. She was glad that Pete was in the shower now so she could use the time to practice.
Getting on the be-d, she placed a pillow between her thi-ghs as her mother had done, and pushed forward with her back to the bathroom door. She would just practice the different styles and then lay back on the be-d before he joins her in the be-droom.
She tried to move her wai-stas she had seen her mother do, but her wai-stfelt stiff. Now she wished she had practiced in front of her mother so that she would correct her.
Pete who had just stepped into the bathroom a moment ago, but had done everything really quic-kly so that he could get back to her, opened the bathroom door slowly, hoping to startle her, but ended up being startled when he saw her humping on the pillow.
Was she that hor-ny? Pete wondered, watching her as she tried to wriggle her wa-ist. Her a-ss was pushed up, so he had a clear view of her a-ss and the red pa-nties, and he felt a bulge begin to form in his bo-xers. Seeing her ba-reback, he was very curious to know what the front of her teddy looked like, but he didn’t want to interrupt her, so he folded his arms across his che-st and leaned against the wall while he watched her.
Kathleen gr-unted in frustration as she straightened her back, and then started moving her wa-ist. He could hear her muttering something un-der her breath, so he strained his ear to make out the words she was saying.
“C,” Kathleen said and tried to wind her wai-stin the shape of the letter C.
“O” she tried the same thing.
“C”
“O”
Pete listened, and then stifled his urge to laugh when he finally realized what she was up to. She wasn’t humping on the pillow but was practicing her moves. This lady was just something else.
Knowing she would be very embarra-ssed to know he had seen her, he quietly returned into the bathroom, “Babe! I hope you’re not slee-ping, I’m done,” he called out, to give her time to compose herself.
Hearing his voice Kathleen flung the pillow away from un-der her, and dove un-der the duvet. Once Pete opened the door and stepped out, he chuckled when he saw her pretending to be sleepy.
“Are you slee-ping alre-ady?” He asked innocently.
“I was about dozing off when I heard your voice. What kept you for so long?” She asked with a false yawn, while Pete shook his head inwardly as he watched her. This lady never ceased to amaze him with her lies.
“Now let’s see what you’re wearing un-der there,” Pete said, lifting the duvet over his head so that he was completely covered by the duvet. Kathleen’s heart fluttered in her che-st at his sudden movement, but she made a conscious effort to keep herself still while waiting for him to resurface.
Pete prayed for the fruit of self-control to be made manifest in him when he saw the front of her teddy. The de-ep ne-ckline revealed her clea-vageand he gazed at her b©dylu-stfully. He didn’t know what perfume she had used, but whatever it was, it made him want to li-ck her b©dy and eat her.
When Kathleen finally became uncomfortable and impatient with the silence, she called out, “Babe…”
“Sshhh. Stay still. I nee-d a couple of minutes alone down here,” Pete said, cutting off whatever she wanted to say as he allowed his eyes roam over her b©dy.
He reached for her teddy and slid both sides of the material to the edge of her brea-sts so that he could have access to her pert brea-sts.
Kathleen su-cked in a breath at the gesture. And she felt her knees go weak, even though she was lying down. What was he going to do? She was feeling excited and nervous at the same time. He had asked her to give him some time alone with her b©dy, so she had no choice but to honor his request.
Pete could s-ense that she was tense, but looking down at her surprisingly small black ni-pples which were very ha-rd, he could also tell that she was arou-sed. He wanted to see her face. He wanted to look into her eyes.
Pete threw the duvet over his head so that she could look at him, “Relax, love. You make me want to make you beg me to tou-chyou,” he said in a husky voice as he looked into her face.
Kathleen was uncomfortable with the way her brea-stwas expo-sed before him. He was so close to her na-ked brea-sts which were at his eye level, that all he nee-ded to do was stick out his ton-gue and it would be grazing over her ni-pples.
Kathleen swallowed nervously as she tried to maintain eye contact with him. She held her breath when his eyes moved from her face to her brea-sts, and his gaze, like a lover’s ca-ress, s-ent shivers down her spine.
“If I had seen your bo-obs clearly before now, maybe I would have gr@bb£d it first during the games. Your bo-obs are perfect,” Pete whispered as he ever so slowly hisl-ips to her ni-pples which were as ha-rd as a rock now.
bu-tterflies fluttered in her belly and her toes curled when she felt his breath fan her ni-pples. She swallowed and li-cked herl-ips which were becoming dry. Her eyelids fluttered as she shut her eyes, waiting to feel hisl-ips on them.
Knowing she was expecting him to feast on her bo-obs, Pete decided to tease her, and build the s-xual tension so that she would be completely consumed by her de-sire and longing and stop being so shy and self-conscious. He pu-lled away from her, and she opened her eyes to look at him, wondering why he pu-lled back.
Pete smiled at her, before leaning close again. He covered her expo-sed bo-obs, ma-king her give him a questioning look, but he ignored it as he pu-lled her close for a pa-ssionate ki-ss.
Kathleen’s alre-ady racing pulse, raced even fas-ter, and she felt warm all over as he nibb-led on herl-ips and then de-epened the ki-ss. His hands moved all her b©dy, exploring her legs, stomach, and face. He let his fin-gertips graze her cleavage, and then her rock-ha-rd ni-pples.
Remembering what her mother had said about not staying idle, Kathleen let her shy hands run across his che-st and back.
He broke the ki-ss and gave attention to her ne-ck instead. He ki-ssed her softly, bi-ting and teasing as he moved from her ne-ck to the sp-ot behind her ear which he had noticed was an erogenous zone. He nibb-led on her ears and then grazed it with his teeth, s-ending shivers down her spine.
Pete pu-lled away once again to look down at her b©dy which was covered with goose-pimples, ma-king her look at him frustrated. What was he doing this time? She had thought they would just ki-ss and get on to s-x or something, so why did he keep pu-lling back? Kathleen wondered.
Pete moved to the end of the be-d where her legs were and positioned himself between her legs. He took one foot, and to her surprise, he started ki-ssing each of her toes. He moved to her calf and ki-ssed her softly. He slowly ki-ssed his way up her thi-ghs, alternating between both legs. As he ki-ssed her thi-ghs his hands ran up them in a soft ca-ress, from her ankles to her knees and then to her lap.
Her breath was coming in shallow g-asps now, as she mo-aned very softly. She could feel the w-etness on the sp-ot between her thi-ghs which was throbbing now.
As though her legs had a mind of their own, they automatically p@rted as he drew closer, giving him access to the sp-ot between her leg. She g-asped when his ki-sses finally reached the top of her legs, and she tensed when he planted a ki-ss on the sp-ot between her legs. Pete inhaled the scent of her arou-saland fanned the sp-ot with air from hisl-ips as if trying to dry her w-etness.
“Pete…” She pleaded in a breathless whisper, ma-king him smile. He couldn’t remember her ever calling him directly by his name. This had to mean they were gradually ma-king progress. He was going to make a shameless woman out of her.
Pete pu-lled away once again, ma-king Kathleen want to hiss out in anger. Why was he pla-ying with her? She wondered, trying ha-rd not to glare at him. She was just going to have to think of a way to pay him back.
Pete’sl-ips twitched when he saw the annoyance andlu-st in her eyes, but he wasn’t done yet, so he lowered his head once again to her che-st, and located her ni-pples with hisl-ips. Kathleen g-asped and reached out to tou-chhim, but Pete quic-kly gr@bb£d both her hands and held her in place.
“I told you I was going to show you I wasn’t a gentleman, remember? I let you have your way during courtship, now you’re going to let me have my way,” he whispered huskily before descending on her ni-pples again. Kathleen wriggled and tried to free her hands, to a least tou-chhim or hold something, but his grip was firm. He tea-sed her ni-pples with his teeth, li-cking, su-cking, bi-ting, circling it with his ton-gue until Kathleen was certain that she was going to die of plea-sure if she didn’t do something.
“plea-se…”
“plea-se what?” Pete asked, without looking at her.
“I… I want…”
“Yeah? What do you want?” Pete asked, raising his head to look at her with an encouraging smile.
“I want… you to tou-chme.”
“That’s what I’m doing love, I’m tou-ching you.”
“Make love to me,” Kathleen said, bi-ting her lowerl-ips in embarra-ssment.
“I intend to make love to you, baby. Tonight, and every other night,” Pete promised as he returned his attention to her ni-pples. When he was satisfied with that, he let go of her hands and ki-ssed his way down to her navel, and then went lower still until he could perceive the musky scent between her thi-ghs once again. She was dripping w-et and she ached to be to-uched at that sp-ot.
Pete knelt between her legs, and her heart pounded in anticipation as he methodically shifted the un-derside of the teddy to the side, revea-ling her neatly shaven Honey-pot. He sniffed it with his nose before using his ton-gue to p@rt her slit so he could access her cl-it. He used his ton-gue to li-ck her cl-it in a clockwise direction, gradually increasing the speed and pressure.
“Oh! Pete! Ahh!,” she mo-aned trying not to be too loud.
Pete continued his work with devotion and changed his pace by circling her cl-it in an anti-clockwise direction. He then su-cked on her swollen cl-it, convincing Kathleen that it was possible to die from plea-sure. One hand reached out to twe-rk her ni-pple, while the other hand ru-bbe-d her a-ss as he devoured her Honey-pot. He li-cked her cl-it and pv$$y, up and down, in long stro-kes, changing speeds. Soon he started ton-gue-fu-cking her while using his fin-ger to ru-b on her cl-it.
Kathleen writhed in plea-sure as her whole b©dy trembled. She was mo-aning and pa-nting and calling out his name. She was overwhelmed by the magnitude of plea-sure she was receiving. Soon she felt electricity zap throu-gh her and the wave of plea-sure became uncontrollable as she started c-umming in waves.
“Pete…” She cried out as her legs shook and her b©dy convulsed with the for-ce of org-asm. Pete didn’t stop but continued until she started crying out loudly and trying to free herself.
While she was yet to recover, he took off his bo-xers and placed himself between her legs, “No!” She said with a shake of her head and moved away from him.
“What?” Pete asked in confusion.
Kathleen swallowed, “I want to look at you, and tou-chyou too.” It was her first time, and since he had taken his time on her, she wanted to do the same. Her eyes traveled down his b©dy to his very ere-ctjoystick, and she felt bu-tterflies flutter in her belly.
‘Innerl-ips, ton-gue, no teeth.’ Her mother’s instruction pla-yed in her head as she stood up from the be-d. Without taking her eyes off him, she slowly took off the teddy as Sharon had advised her to. While Pete watched her every move withlu-sty eyes. He lay down and placed a pillow un-der his head, so he could watch her comfortably.
Once the teddy dropped to the floor, Pete’s eyes ca-ressed her nu-de b©dy, and his joystick twitched in anticipation, as she slowly climbe-d the be-d. He could tell she was still a bit shy, but he could also see the determination on her face as she crawled towards him.
She positioned herself between his legs, and then she surprised him when herl-ips curved in a sultry smile. She slowly reached out and brushed his rod with her fin-gertips, and Pete gro-an ed as his rod jumped at her to-uch.
Kathleen withdrew her hands and smiled at him again as she moved closer to him and ki-ssed him. She paused when an idea occurred to her, and then she rolled off the be-d.
“Where are you going to?” Pete asked curiously.
“Somewhere. Why? You can frustrate me, but I can’t do the same to you?” She asked, ma-king him grin.
So she was trying to pay him back. It seemed her love for vengeance overpowered her embarra-ssment at being na-ked. He didn’t mind though. He was looking forward to whatever she had planned out for him.
Kathleen opened her bag and took out a scarf before returning to his side. She paused as she looked at him, “Your eyes,” she said, and Pete grinned at her as he sat up for her to blindfold him. Who would have thought his beloved vir-ginwife would be this way? She was pretty creative for a first-timer. He could guess that she wanted his eyes closed so she could comfortably do what she wanted.
“Go ahead then,” he encouraged after she had tied his eyes.
Kathleen reached out to stro-ke his rod, faintly at first, and then with more certainty, eliciting a gro-anfrom Pete. She then moved closer, and gently ki-ssed his shaft. She resumed stro-king him again, and then she noticed the prec-um forming on the tip of his joystick. She looked at it curiously before fli-cking her ton-gue over it to taste it.
‘bl-owjob activated……..’
Kathleen had no idea what had come over her. Who was thislu-sty demon controlling her b©dy? She wondered as she increa-sed her pace.
Pete couldn’t take it anymore, so he pu-lled away, and in one swift move pushed her on her back, and positioned himself between her legs. Hisl-ips covered hers in a crushing ki-ss and before she could guess what he was up to, he inched his rock-ha-rd rod against her dripping w-et Honey-pot and ru-bbe-d it against her slit, “Are you re-ady?” Pete asked, breaking the ki-ss.
“I thought you’d never ask,” Kathleen responded breathlessly as she pu-lled his head down, so he could ki-ss her again.
They both gazed into each other’s eyes as he moved against her and pressed the tip of his rod inside her, “It might hurt a bit,” Pete whispered against herl-ips when his rod met her resistance.
“I can manage,” she a-ssured him.
“Ahh!!” Kathleen cried out in pain and shut her eyes when he broke throu-gh the barrier. Pete stayed still, waiting for her to get used to him inside her while gazing down at her. When she finally opened her eyes to look into his with a small smile. He started moving slowly, sliding in and out.
If she had thought she was going to die of plea-sure earlier, then she had been wrong. This was a real plea-sure. Kathleen breathed heavily and mo-aned loudly enjoying every thru-st, as she tentatively wriggled her wai-stbeneath him.
After a few minutes, she began to loos-en up, and their bodies moved in unison. Pete didn’t think he could love his wife any more than he loved her at the moment, as she tried to meet him thru-st for thru-st.
He thru-sted in and out of her, burying himself de-ep inside her, and then pu-lling out until the tip of his rod was just inside her slits, and then he would thru-st in again. Kathleen wra-pped her legs around his wai-stand dug her fin-gers into his back as he moved quic-kly, and then slowly, de-eply, and then gently inside her.
Kathleen’s back arched, as she breathed heavily and cried out loudly when he began taking long, quic-k stro-kes. Soon they were both pa-nting heavily, mo-aning and gro-an ing as they rode to the edge of ultimate plea-sure together.
Once they both released, Pete collap-sed on top of her, with a satisfied smile on his face as they both breathed ha-rd. Once he caught his breath, he rolled off her to the space beside her, and gazed down at her with love in his eyes, “Remind me again what you were saying at the church earlier?” Pete asked in amusement, and Kathleen whose eyes was still closed, shyly pushed him away and turned her back to him.
“Showing me your cute a-ss, huh?” Pete asked in a teasing tone as he gr@bb£d her a-ss, ma-king her move further away from him as she looked around for the duvet. Unfortunately, it had fallen off the be-d.
“Nah, I won’t fall for that shyness. I’ve seen you for what you are, a wild woman,” Pete said, pu-lling her back to himself.
Kathleen was surprised when she looked down at his rod and realized that it was still stiff. But she was even more surprised to feel her Honey-pot twitch in response as she became w-et again. Maybe it was time to practice what her mother had taught her. She looked into his face and saw him grinning as though he could guess what she was thinking. Kathleen gave him a shy smile, as she rolled on top of him.
So now she wanted to practice those moves on him? He couldn’t wait to feel her spell her coconut on him, “Definitely a wild woman!” He said with a chuckle as she positioned herself on top of him and starting moving her wa-ist.
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