In the luxurious cabin of my private plane, I couldn't help but revel in the realization that Becky is now officially my wife. The mere thought brought a rush of joy, and the warmth of the moment enveloped us as we soared towards Bora-Bora. Her presence beside me was not only comforting but profoundly satisfying.
As the plane glided through the clouds, Becky sought refuge in my embrace, leaning against my shoulders and clasping my arms tightly. Her aversion to flying was evident, but I cherished the opportunity to be her solace in the sky. The rhythmic hum of the engines provided a gentle backdrop to our journey, accentuating the sense of intimacy that filled the air.
With genuine affection, I pressed a tender kiss to the crown of her head, unable to contain the happiness that radiated within me. "Are you okay, baby?" I whispered, the endearing term slipping from my lips effortlessly. In that moment, the reasons behind her unease became inconsequential; all that mattered was the connection we shared, soaring above the clouds, bound for a destination as enchanting as our newfound union.
She looked up to me, and I saw her cute smile. "Yes, Babe! I'm fine. I have you with me... m-my... w-wife," she stuttered with her new claim of me.
I couldn't help but blush and chuckle, "Yes, my wife, you have me." The exchange of those words, laden with newfound significance, deepened the sense of intimacy between us.
Reflecting on earlier concerns, I confided "You know earlier, I was afraid" I
"Afraid of what?" she asked.
"When Friend said you were crying and freaking out that's why Irin had them go out to talk to you alone, I was afraid that you changed your mind, that you no longer want to marry me.
"Oh! I'm so sorry for making you feel that way. Anxiety just made me overthink that time. But I know in my heart that I will marry you. And here we are now wife and wife, and we just started our happily ever after" she said
I smiled, the worry of moments ago now a distant memory, replaced by the radiant glow of love and assurance. "Well, I'm relieved to hear that. Imagine my heart sinking at the thought of losing you just before our grand adventure begins."
Becky playfully nudged me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You think I'd let you get away that easily? No chance, my love. You're stuck with me, and we're soaring together through life, quite literally right now."
I chuckled, reveling in the banter that had become such an integral part of our connection. "Stuck with you? Trust me, that's the best kind of stuck one could ever be. Besides, who wouldn't want to be bound to someone as amazing as you?"
And speaking of happily ever after, do you realize we're on our way to Bora-Bora? I figured our love deserved a scenic backdrop of turquoise waters and pristine beaches."
Becky's eyes sparkled with excitement, and she playfully nudged me. "You always know how to sweep me off my feet, even if it's thousands of feet in the air."
"I do my best," I replied with a wink. "But just wait until we land. I have a few surprises up my sleeve."
She raised an eyebrow, a curious and mischievous glint in her eyes. "Surprises, huh? Care to give me a hint?"
I leaned in, whispering in her ear, "Let's just say, Bora-Bora won't be the only thing leaving us breathless."
A shiver ran down her spine, and she shot me a sly smile. "Breathless huh? Make sure you live up to the hype" she teased
"Oh, you're playing with fire now, baby. I'll show you just how breathtaking our love can be, in every sense of the word" I grinned and teased her tracing a playful pattern on the back of her hand.
"Baaaayyybbbyyy!" She playfully hit my hand! "But I like it. Breathless in Bora-Bora—sounds like the perfect headline for our love story."
I grinned, reveling in the dance of words and emotions that flowed effortlessly between us. "Our love story, the kind that leaves a trail of stars in its wake. And speaking of stars, I may or may not have a surprise stargazing session planned for us on one of those secluded beaches."
Becky's eyes widened in delight. "Stargazing in Bora-Bora? You really know the way to a girl's heart, don't you?"
I chuckled, gently squeezing her hand. "Well, your heart happens to be the destination of my desire. But that's not all. I may or may not have arranged for a private dinner under the moonlight, complete with a serenade by a ukulele-playing local."
She feigned astonishment, placing a hand over her heart. "Oh, my heart can't take all this romance! Are you sure we're not characters in a cheesy romance novel?"
I leaned in, our lips almost touching, and whispered, "If we are, then we're the stars of the most enchanting one. And every cheesy line only adds to the charm."
She let out a playful laugh, the sound like music in the air. "Well, then, Mrs. Chankimha, I'm ready for whatever surprises you have in store. Just promise me one thing."
"Anything for you Mrs. Rebecca Patricia Armstrong Chankimha," I replied, locking eyes with her.
"Oh! I Iove that! Babe, promise me that no matter how many adventures we embark on, how many surprises you spring on me, you'll always be there to catch me when I fall."
I smiled, my heart swelling with love. "I promise, babe. I'll catch you every time, and together, we'll dance through life's grand adventure."
Becky's eyes sparkled with desire as she captured my lips in a lingering kiss.
And with that promise hanging in the air, our playful banter continued, weaving a tapestry of love, laughter, and the sweet anticipation of the surprises yet to come.
The remainder of the flight unfolded with a tranquility that mirrored the newfound assurance in our connection.
Our pilot expertly guided the aircraft toward a secluded airstrip on the island, where turquoise waters met powdery white sands. The subtle whir of the plane's descent was accompanied by the breathtaking scenery, a fitting prelude to the adventure awaiting us.
As we prepared to disembark, Becky and I shared a final, lingering kiss within the luxurious cabin. The private staff discreetly ensured our smooth transition from the aircraft to the awaiting paradise. The tropical breeze greeted us as we stepped onto the tarmac, and the realization that we were now in Bora-Bora, beginning our life as a married couple, was nothing short of surreal.
Hand in hand, we strolled towards the resort that awaited us—a haven of luxury nestled against the backdrop of turquoise lagoons and lush tropical greenery. The promise of relaxation and the allure of exploring this enchanting destination together added an extra layer of excitement to our already joyous journey.
As we entered the resort, a sense of serenity enveloped us. The overwater bungalows, perched on stilts above the crystal-clear waters, beckoned us to a world of seclusion and romance. Our private escape awaited, promising moments of intimacy and shared laughter against the backdrop of the Pacific's gentle lull.
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Becky's POV
We finally arrived in the crystal-clear waters of Bora Bora, and as I stepped onto the wooden platform, a sense of wonder enveloped me. The vibrant hues of the Polynesian landscape and the warm tropical breeze made the moment feel like a dream. Freen and I were welcomed by the resort staff, their colorful attire adding to the festive atmosphere.
"Isn't it amazing, Freen?" I whispered, taking in the breathtaking scenery. "I can't believe we're finally here."
Freen smiled, his eyes reflecting the same awe. "It's even more incredible than I imagined."
As we made our way towards the entrance, the resort manager, Belle, approached with a familiarity that suggested she knew Freen from the reservation process.
"Ms. Freen!" Belle exclaimed, her face lighting up. "It's a pleasure to have you and Becky here. Was your journey pleasant?"
Freen nodded, a grin on his face. "Absolutely, Belle. And this place is beyond our expectations."
Belle's eyes twinkled. "I'm so glad to hear that. If there's anything you need during your stay, don't hesitate to ask. We want it to be perfect for you both."
Freen gestured towards me with pride. "And Belle, this is my wife, Becky."
I extended my hand with a warm smile. "Nice to meet you, Belle."
Belle shook my hand graciously. "Likewise, Becky. Freen has shared so much about your upcoming honeymoon. It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person."
I felt a warmth spread through me at being introduced as Freen's wife. "Thank you, Belle. I'm thrilled to be here."
Belle chuckled. "Well, we have a special welcome dinner for you both tonight, overlooking the sunset. It's our way of ensuring your honeymoon starts off on a magical note."
My eyes lit up with excitement. "That sounds wonderful! Thank you so much, Belle."
As Belle led us towards private and secluded part of the Island, I couldn't help but feel a sense of joy. Being introduced as Freen's wife for the first time, in this paradise surrounded by beauty, made the start of our honeymoon all the more special.
It's our first night as a married couple. Despite our previous intimate encounters, I am still a virgin, Technically, that is true according to Freen's explanation before, that she hasn't got my virginity so I'm not sure if what we had before counts as sex. Oh my, forgive my innocence. To cut it short—I'm fucking nervous!
As I prepared for our night swimming in the beach, memories of our dinner overlooking the sunset played in my mind. The magical ambiance lingered—the painted sky, rhythmic waves, and shared laughter. Emerging from the shower, I felt a renewed calm and readiness, smiling at the prospect of the enchanting night ahead.
Our shared space was adorned with candlelight and the scent of tropical flowers. Nervousness transformed into warm excitement as I anticipated this unique adventure with Freen. We'll embrace the unknown, savor each moment, and create memories on our first night as a married couple.
"I'm ready!" I exclaimed as I stepped out of the bathroom.
Freen, absorbed in her phone, glanced my way upon hearing me.
Hoping for a loving smile, I was surprised to see her furrow her eyebrows, making it unclear what she was thinking.
In a two-piece swimsuit with connecting strings that added a touch of allure, I aimed for a sexy look. The top subtly teased with a side boob reveal.
"You don't like it? Don't I look great in my swimsuit, baby?" I asked innocently.
Freen sighed, stood up, and walked toward me. She stopped in front of me, holding my hand.
"Baby, you look stunning," she kissed my hand. "But, babe, it's a bit too sexy to wear outside," she added, scratching her head
"But I wanted to wear it just for you," I pouted, a bit disheartened.
Freen chuckled softly, her eyes fixed on mine. "Save it for my eyes only, baby, in a more intimate setting? Perhaps by the indoor pool?" she suggested with a possessive smile.
Her possessiveness over me, though endearing, left me a bit crestfallen about my efforts going to waste. I sighed sadly, shoulders slumping, and replied, "Alright, let me change then."
As I turned to head back to the bathroom, I felt my wife's grip tightening. Confused, I turned to look at her with a questioning expression.
"Babe?" I inquired.
She made me face her. Leaning in towards my ear, she whispered, "But baby, we could change our plans instead."
Her seductive nibble on my earlobe caught me off guard, and I gasped at the unexpected turn of events.
"Change our plans? What do you want then?" I questioned, intrigued by the sudden shift in her suggestion.
"I want you, my wife," she answered, her dilated brown eyes locking onto mine with a seductive intensity.
Her words hung in the air, creating an electric tension between us. I felt a surge of desire as I met her gaze, the atmosphere thick with anticipation.
Freen took a step closer, her hands gently sliding up my arms. "I want us to forget about the world outside and lose ourselves in the magic that is us," she whispered, her voice a sultry invitation.
The room seemed to shrink as our connection deepened. Freen's fingers traced a slow, sensual path down my spine, and a shiver of pleasure ran through me. I couldn't resist the magnetic pull, leaning in as our lips met in a lingering, passionate kiss.
In that moment, the change of plans felt like an intimate revelation, a shared desire that unfolded in the soft glow of our own little sanctuary. The outside world faded away, leaving only the intoxicating allure of our connection, wrapped in the warmth of romance and sensuality.
Lost in shared desire, Freen's touch became a dance of sensations. With a seductive smile, she whispered, "I want to explore every inch of you, my love."
"You couldn't expect me to restrain myself when you look this irresistible, my lovely wife," she continued.
"Even showing off a side boob, huh? Urgh!" she groaned, as if feeling some sweet agony.
Moving towards the bed, our connection deepened with each step. Freen's kisses were sweet promises of passion. The world outside ceased to exist as we surrendered to the rhythm of our desires.
Gently laying me down, Freen continued to explore, her caresses leaving a trail of fire. In that intimate space, the outside world faded, leaving only the symphony of our hearts beating as one.
She kissed my lips passionately, and when her hand wrapped around my clothed bosom, I arched my back and moaned, causing a slight parting of my lips. She seized the opportunity, her tongue exploring mine in a dance of desire. The room filled with the intoxicating symphony of our shared pleasure, as every touch and kiss deepened the connection between us. Time seemed to stand still, allowing us to savor the euphoria of our intimate union.
She removed my swimwear with a slow, teasing grace, her hands tracing a path of anticipation. The air between us crackled with a sensual energy as the fabric yielded to her touch. As the last piece fell away, I felt a delicious vulnerability, bared not just to her gaze but to the intensity of our shared desire.
And then she undressed herself as well, which left me wildly entertained making me bite my lower lip. "Damn! You're so hot Freen" I declared.
She smirked and responded "Only for you Rebecca"
Freen's eyes locked onto mine, a hunger mirrored in their depths. With a sultry smile, she resumed her exploration, her lips leaving a trail of fervent kisses along the newly revealed canvas of my skin. The room became a sanctuary of shared passion, where every touch and caress spoke a language only, we understood.
When her kisses were almost at my center, she stopped, leaving me yearning for more of her intoxicating touch. The anticipation hung thick in the air, and our eyes locked in a shared moment of longing.
"Can I claim you tonight?" she asked with soft eyes, the depth of her desire mirrored in the warmth of her gaze.
A shiver of excitement ran down my spine as I met her gaze, the intensity of her question echoing the desires that resonated within me. With a whispered affirmation, I nodded, my eyes reflecting both vulnerability and a fervent willingness.
Not content with just my nod, she uttered, "Please tell me, baby," her voice a gentle plea that stirred the air with a sense of anticipation.
In response, I found my voice, a soft and eager, "Yes," escaping my lips, affirming the intimate connection we were about to share.
My wife's kisses and gentle exploration sent waves of pleasure through me as she moved from my inner thighs to my wet and swollen clit. Her fingers delicately spread open my labia, revealing the sensitive pink flesh. She hovered over my center, blowing a teasing breath.
"D-don't tease, baby," I stammered, my voice trembling with a mix of desire and anticipation.
Ignoring my plea, my wife continued her tantalizing exploration, her warm breath sending shivers down my spine. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she traced delicate patterns with her tongue, teasingly avoiding the epicenter of my desire.
I writhed beneath her touch, caught in the dance between pleasure and anticipation. Each lingering moment intensified the ache for more.
In a whispered response, she said, "Patience, my love," before finally succumbing to the sweet surrender.
She used the tip of her tongue to flick back and forth over my clit, pleasuring it with light licks and kisses until I dripped so wet, squirming beneath her. "Fre—Freen, urgh," I moaned, lost in the overwhelming sensations she skillfully evoked.
Continuing to lavish attention on my clit, her mouth created a symphony of pleasure. Arching in response, I moaned with each skillful movement, lost in the building intensity.
Her fingers delicately massaged the entrance of my center, savoring every inch. The exquisite dance of pleasure and yearning left me breathless, lost in the rhythm of her movements.
She entered my center with gentle precision, each movement a tender act of love. Freen, my wife, made sure it was more than just sex; it was a sensual dance of intimacy. Every rhythmic motion conveyed a deep connection, a shared passion beyond the physical.
In that sacred space, we weren't just lovers; we were two souls entwined in the beautiful choreography of our desires. The outside world disappeared, leaving only the echoes of our shared ecstasy.
"Rebecca, this might hurt, but I'll be gentle" she declared
She slowly entered my center with a gentle touch, each movement deliberate and tender. She made sure to make me feel that is not sex—Freen, my wife is making love to me, she is now claiming me.
I felt the pain she was referring to and I hissed. She immediately stopped.
"Baby! I'm sorry" she softly said. She was about to pull out her fingers when I said, "Don't stop. Just let me adjust" I declared
"I'll help you. Just tell me when you're ready" she whispered.
To replace the lingering pain with pleasure, she returned to kissing and sucking my clit, skillfully intertwining the sensations with the gentle kneading of my nipples.
As the pain gradually eased, I whispered, "You may now move, baby," inviting a newfound freedom of motion in our shared exploration of pleasure.
As she moved her fingers inside me, she made gentle circular motions, skillfully synchronized with the sensual dance of kissing and sucking my clit. The combined sensations created an intoxicating symphony, each movement a delicate stroke in the canvas of our shared pleasure. "Ahhhh! Ba—baby!"
"Babe... You're so tight!" her fingers continued their rhythmic dance inside me, a sensual exploration harmonizing with the seductive motions on my clit.
She then came up, kissing my nipples, trailing up to my lips, her thumb now flicking my clit, orchestrating a symphony of pleasure that left us lost in the intimate melody we created together.
"I'll add one more finger, babe," she uttered between kisses, her words a sultry promise that heightened the anticipation of the intimate exploration.
With her sultry promise lingering in the air, she added one more finger, the rhythmic dance inside me intensifying. Each deliberate movement was a sensuous caress, amplifying the symphony of pleasure that echoed through the room.
Between kisses, our connection deepened, and I felt the exquisite blend of desire and intimacy. The room became a sanctuary of shared ecstasy as her skilled fingers continued their seductive exploration, creating a dance of passion that transcended the physical, leaving us lost in the intoxicating realm we crafted together.
"Ahhhhhh! Faster, fast da—daddy"! A sudden new endearment slips off me, which startled both of us.
She then paused, slightly raising her body to look at me. In that moment, our eyes locked, and the room held a breath as if time stood still, the intensity of our connection echoing in the shared gaze.
"Daddy huh? I love it", she grinned.
I slapped her shoulder as I felt my cheeks heat up with a blush, as if we are not in the middle of a sensual act.
"What? I rea..." I interrupted her with a kiss, allowing the warmth of the moment to speak louder than words.
Maintaining the passionate momentum, she responded to my plea by thrusting her fingers faster, heightening the intensity of our shared experience.
In the heat of our passion, our kisses deepened, and her erratic thrusts pushed me to the edge. The room pulsed with desire as we embraced the euphoria, dancing on the precipice of climax.
Freen quickens her hand, enjoying the noises she gets in return, listening to me fall into rambles and whines, red in the face, eyes squeezed closed, thrusting to keep up. "Go on, chase it, chase it," she mumbles. "Do it, baby, cum for me, Becky," she says, rubbing his finger thumb on my clit more and more.
The wet sucking noises her fingers were making in me drove me wild.
I arched my back as my whole body tenses up. I try to close my legs for what is coming next but they're forced open! The smacking gets louder. I feel it inside me. Its growing. Its throbbing. I can't push it out. Its pounding inside me. I can't do this anymore! I'm cumming!
With a soft cry, I did just that. "Urgghhhhhhh! Freen!!!" Falling quickly over the edge. Fluid squirts out of me as she drags out a long groan of satisfaction.
My eyes are screwed shut, mouth hanging open in a constant stream of moans. "Ah feels ah good ah ah!"
Squirt hits my leg and sprays on my sheets. The thing inside continues to pump and draw out my orgasm. I can't even longer scream. All I have are moans. It feels too good. The feeling of hot liquid rushes into me.
In the aftermath of my climax, Freen continued to thrust slowly, riding the waves of my orgasm. Our connection deepened as she maintained a gentle pace, savoring the intimate aftermath of our shared pleasure.
"Oh my god!" she pants into my shoulders. As my orgasms end, I manage to crack my eyes open just in time to watch Freen suck some juices from her hand.
"Good job Becky, you did so well, you are so beautiful cumming for me." Freen praised and leant down to lead me into a kiss.
I hummed into the kiss and Freen laid down beside me. Lovingly, my wife wrapped her arms around me.
"True to your words babe, you've made me breathless" I uttered.
"I love you, Rebecca Patricia Armstrong Chankimha. I love you, my wife!" Freen's scream filled the room, and it elicited laughter from me. The joyous declaration echoed.
"I love you too, baby." I replied sealing our intimate connection in a moment of shared happiness and affection.
Taking a moment to rest, I allowed my breathing to slow, savoring the intimate lull. While my wife may have thought our encounter had concluded, little did she know, we were far from finished.
Positioning myself on top of her, a renewed anticipation hung in the air. Ready to reciprocate the pleasure and claim her in return.
She was startled by my sudden action. "W-what are you doing, babe?" she asked.
"Claiming my wife," I grinned, the words carrying a promise of intimate connection and shared pleasure.
With a playful glint in my eyes, I leaned in and kissed her passionately, letting the warmth of our connection speak volumes in that intimate moment.
I trailed my kisses to her neck, savoring the tender moments, and gently sucked until I knew I had left a mark—a tangible reminder of who she belonged to. "You are mine, baby," I declared, the words carrying a possessive yet loving undertone.
Lowering my mouth to her right nipple, I gently soothed my tongue over the bud, and her brain short-circuited.
Arching her back off the bed, I heard Freen let out a strangled, breathy sound. My tongue on her nipple felt like velvet—divine and soothing, sending tingles down her spine. Rolling her other nipple between my fingers, she groaned, a filthy sound that made her hand shoot up to cover her mouth.
My tongue stilled, and I looked up at her with a smile. "No, I want to hear you. That was a very pretty sound you made."
Blushing, Freen removed her hand from her mouth. My tongue resumed its ministrations, slowly causing the small, pink bud to harden. Freen whimpered at the shocks of pleasure that originated behind her navel and rippled outward in waves.
"Does it feel good when I do that?" I murmured, moving my mouth from one breast to the other. Freen nodded fervently.
"Please, keep going," she breathed, a tightness coiling in her abdomen as my hand joined my tongue to knead at the soft flesh of her breast.
Having showered each of her breasts in ample attention, my lips began trailing down her stomach—much gentler this time, much slower. Freen almost felt embarrassed at how her body was reacting, how excited she seemed to be getting, as my lips left a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
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Freen's POV
"Is it okay if I use my mouth down there?" She asked teasingly.
My eyes widened, and my face suddenly felt hot. She was being so considerate, asking all these questions, making sure I was okay with everything, and I wished she didn't have to do that. I could just be okay with whatever she wanted to do to me.
Soft lips began littering my inner thighs with gentle kisses. I tried my best to stay still, not to squirm - but when Becky's mouth finally met my core, her tongue slowly trailing up my slit, I couldn't help but buck my hips into her face.
A soft groan left my lips when I felt her tongue flick against my clit - I was so sensitive, and the touch was so different, it's more possessive—it made every hair on my body stand on end. Her lips closed around the sensitive bundle of nerves, sucking gently and drawing little whimpers from my throat as my back arched. I felt myself quickly getting lost in the sensation.
"You are indeed delicious, Freen," she declared.
She came back up to kiss me as she massaged my center, applying more pressure.
"You are indeed delicious, Freen," she declared.
Returning to kiss me, she intensified the pressure on my center, each touch a dance of passion that heightened our shared desire. Moaning into the kiss, I surrendered to the waves of pleasure she expertly stirred.
"I will just do what you did, babe," she whispered seductively.
She then returned to pleasuring my left nipple, her left hand massaging the other, and her right hand teasing the entrance of my center, which is now soaking wet. Oh, my multitasker wife!
She entered my center slowly but then stopped when she felt a resistance on her fingertips. The pause added a moment of anticipation, the air thick with desire and the promise of shared pleasure.
She looked at me with innocence. "Something is blocking me, is it... is it normal?" she asked.
Cupping her face, I reassured her, "Yes, I am a virgin, so it's normal. Surprise!" I declared, a mix of excitement and revelation coloring the intimate atmosphere.
She was indeed surprised. "You... you are a virgin? But... but you have had a lot of girls," she declared with disbelief.
I smirked, "But I never allowed anyone to claim me."
Her disbelief turned into curiosity. "So, I get to be the first one to have you?" she asked, a playful glint in her eyes.
With a nod and a grin, I replied, "Yes, you get the honor of claiming me, all yours my wife." The revelation added a new layer of intimacy, and as she continued to explore, I surrendered to the shared journey of pleasure and connection, knowing this moment would be forever etched in the canvas of our intimacy.
"Oh, I so love you, my dear wife," she exclaimed, cupped my face, and kissed my lips again.
"Make sure I'm your last as well," she said, parting our lips, the words lingering in the air as a vow of enduring love.
"Only you, babe," I replied.
"Now, where were we?" She looked at me with excitement in her eyes and resumed her actions, each one adding to the building anticipation of the intimate moments that lay ahead.
Her lips resumed their trail of kisses, the room fading away as sensations of pleasure and desire deepened with each tender touch. In our shared intimacy, time lost its hold, and we ventured into a world where only the two of us existed. Savoring these moments, our love story unfolded in the dance of passion, etching unforgettable memories into the fabric of our union.
The tropical night embraced us as we celebrated the beginning of our shared life, under the stars and amidst the beauty of Bora-Bora—a perfect start to our happily ever after.
Author's note:
So, there it is the last special chapter of this story. Hope it hit the spot for you. Give it some love – throw in those votes, and don't forget to drop a line in the comments, my awesome readers!
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