Loading...I was panting pretty hard, just waiting for the orgasm to hit. The bullet was pressed hard against my clit, and I was watching a hard bodied man with a very big dick pound a nubile young blond on the screen. This usually didn’t take too long, but it was starting to take long enough to frustrate me. I pushed the bullet in a bit harder and leaned my head back, just enjoying the sounds of the two people in the video going at it.
I loved porn. I was never sure why, although Lord knows enough people like it. I always felt it was more of a man’s domain, until I saw my first one. I was hooked from then on. I didn’t bother with any of the nicey-nice, attempt-at-a-plot-line stuff, either. I just wanted to watch two people fuck; I didn’t need lame efforts at character development. My favorite variation was the threesome and I never cared if it was two girls or two guys.
The effect of watching porn was that I had very few inhibitions sexually. I was always a pretty enthusiastic partner, even in high school. What porn did was show me how many variations there were out there. Once I started watching, I wanted to try everything I saw. I had managed to do most of it, too. There were very few things I didn’t at least try. I loved threesomes. I had been in several, but my favorite was with two bisexual male friends of mine. They and I hooked up from time to time, whenever one of us got the itch. I also loved eating pussy, so I would go to gay bars and pick up chicks when I felt like doing that.
I wasn’t huge fan of bondage. I didn’t mind the light stuff, but I hated being the submissive. If I was going to do it, I wanted to be in charge. I also wasn’t into the degrading stuff. If that’s what got you off though, more power to you. I had so much sexual experience under my belt; I knew that every person was different. I had adopted a “no judgment” stance some time ago.
My mind had wandered from the task at hand, so I looked at the screen while rolling the bullet around to try and find a better position against my clit. I found a sensitive spot and my leg jerked involuntarily, so I pushed hard. I could feel my heart racing, but I wasn’t getting any closer to coming. If this kept up, I was going to have to bring in my dildo. I didn’t usually have to, but a quick and guaranteed way for me to come was to shove a dick up my ass while I used a bullet on my clit. It worked every time.
I was feeling lazy though and had just wanted a quick orgasm, hence the porn and the bullet. Orgasms were absolutely my most favorite feeling in the world. I couldn’t understand people who didn’t masturbate, why would you not want to feel this all of the time? I usually used my bullet; I had gone through several due to me just plain wearing them out. I would lie back on the couch in my bra and panties and get started. First it was just a very pleasant sensation, feeling the vibrations on my clit and the blood rushing through my body. Then came the porn, and I would take some time to find a video I wanted to watch. I was bored easily though, so if it took too long to get to the main act I would find another video.
Once I started watching, the pressure I placed on the bullet would increase as I started to really feel my pussy throb in response to what I was seeing. Watching a big cock really fuck a tight pussy or ass was such a turn-on for me, it usually didn’t take too long for me to feel the wave building. I was a breast girl, so almost all of the videos I chose had chicks with huge tits. Seeing them bounce up and down as a huge dick slid in and out of a woman was immensely arousing. If one-on-one porn wasn’t doing the trick, I would up the ante. Threesomes, orgies, anything to increase the amount of skin I was seeing. I would feel that blissful feeling just before my pussy started to contract, and I would feel my body tense and then relax as the orgasm completely washed over me. Sometimes I would keep going and have a few, sometimes I was fine with one.
It was time for the dildo, I decided. I reluctantly got off the couch, but I left the bullet tucked in my snatch. I grabbed the plastic cock out of my top bureau drawer, along with some lube. Back in my living room, I used the suction cup on the base of the cock to plant it firmly on the coffee table and lubed it up. I propped my tablet in front of me so I could still watch and took my panties off. The bullet was one thing, but the dildo required me to be totally accessible. I spread my legs and slowly crouched, until I felt the tip of the dildo brush against my ass. Quickly realigning slightly to the left, I kept lowering myself until the tip had slid into my tight little hole. I grabbed the bullet and pressed it against my clit once more and lowered myself slowly until the entire cock was buried in my ass.
I immediately felt a jolt. Never taking my eyes off the screen, I started to bob up and down on that huge dick. Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh God, fuck yes! This was the ticket. The burly man in the video had picked up the chick and was holding her while she ground her hips down, taking in the full length of his shaft. I started to gain speed. I didn’t have to worry about going too hard or too fast anymore, I was so used to having a dick in my ass by this point. I ground the bullet as hard as I could into my clit and really went to town on the dildo. There it is, there it is, a little more…FUCK YES!! I hit my climax and felt my juices seep down my slit and toward the dildo, coating it. Once I had hit it though, I really didn’t want to stop. I wondered why I didn’t do this more often. I kept going, mashing the bullet against my clit while I rode that dick, pushing my ass as far down onto it as I could. Oh yeah, oh Jesus, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, YES! Another wave rolled over me. I sat on the dick for a few seconds, and then grudgingly stood up. I felt it slide out of my ass with ease; there was an impressive amount of my own juice on it.
I shut off the video and cleaned everything up. I needed to get ready for the party tonight. My best friend had an annual Valentine’s Day party, something which up until this point I had managed to avoid. I was not a Valentine’s Day person. I didn’t hate it per say, but I just wasn’t a fan of all the hoopla. Shayna however had promised that I was guaranteed to enjoy this party. She and I were pickup besties; we would troll for guys or girls together and act as the other’s “wingman”. If she said I would have fun, I believed her. She told me to make sure I was all clean and ready for action, and she told me to dress up. This was something else I wasn’t super fond of (I’m more of a jeans and tank top kind of gal), but I decided to oblige her.
I stepped in the shower and let the hot water roll over me. I had gone for a wax a couple of days before in preparation, so I just made sure there weren’t any spots that required a touch up. Not that it was really an issue, my girl was great. I cleaned and scrubbed everything, then just stood there for a few minutes. I looked down at my breasts, a beautiful pair of perky C cups. I had actually had them reduced a couple of years ago from their natural G cups, and the surgery had come with a lift. I loved the size they were now. Perfectly proportioned with the rest of my body, and they sat exactly where they were supposed to. Most of the clothing I wore was tight just so I could show them off.
From there I moved my hands down to my stomach, a little soft but I didn’t care. I considered myself “curvy”. My ass was ample sized, but I loved it. I had long ago come to terms with my body and how I was naturally shaped. Once I had done that, the confidence that came was a natural aphrodisiac to other people. Despite the fact that I wasn’t exactly in model shape, I had never lacked for sexual partners. People are just drawn to someone with my kind of confidence.
After I felt clean, I stepped out and wrapped myself in a fluffy towel. I made sure my skin was nice and soft with lotion, and then headed to my closet. What to wear? I finally landed on one of my favorites, an emerald green bandage dress that set off my red hair perfectly and hugged me in all of the right spots. The fit was such that a bra was unnecessary, and panties ruined the line. Looks like I was going commando. I stepped into the dress, adjusting my girls so that they looked their best, rising over the top of the bust line. I half dried my hair, spritzing some texturizer into it so that it would dry in soft beach waves. I wasn’t huge into makeup, so I just put some mascara and lip gloss on and examined myself in the mirror. Well, I like it, I thought. I headed out. When I got to Shayna’s house, she was waiting for me at the door.
“I am so glad you could make it, Reg. I hope you like what I’ve got planned.”
Shayna was the only person I let call me Reg. My name was Regina, and I loved it. I hated it when people shortened it.
“Well, you’ve definitely piqued my interest. What is it about this party that was so important for me to come?”
“You’ll see when you get inside. I don’t want to ruin the surprise.”
This was definitely unlike her. Secrecy wasn’t really our thing; we discussed everything from sexual fantasies to our favorite kind of coffee. We had even hooked up a few times, just for the hell of it. We had only planned to do it once just to see what it was like, but it turned out we were really compatible in bed. There was very little we didn’t know about each other.
“Lead on then.”
I followed her inside, heading down the familiar hallway into her sizable living room. I noticed there were quite a few men there, and started to keep an eye out for one that I might like to hook up with later. I didn’t know what Shayna had planned, but I thought it was probably like a couple other parties I had been to at her place. The last one I had ended up in a room with an older couple. That had been fucking fantastic, the older man had done a couple of things to me I had never experienced before. His wife just liked to watch, but I was fine with that. I always loved putting on a show.
As I was walking, I noticed that almost all of the guys were of the type that I liked. So were the girls, for that matter. As a matter of fact, I actually recognized most of them as previous lovers. Everyone was in small groups either drinking or chatting, but no one had started in on anything super heavy yet. That was pretty normal; the party would get crazier and crazier as the night went on. When we got to the living room, I looked around in shock. Most of the furniture was gone, and in its place was an enormous bed right in the centre of the room. I mean, this bed was huge. I saw that there were a few cushioned benches scattered around the room as well, but the bed was definitely the focal piece of the room. There were pillows everywhere. I mean it, almost like the floor was carpeted in just pillows.
“What’s going on, Shay?” I asked. Even at her other parties, there had never been this central of a location. Everyone divided up into pairs or threes and headed to separate rooms.
“It’s all for you, baby.” She replied. Before I had a chance to ask her to clarify, she cleared her throat and called for everyone’s attention.
“Thanks for coming, everyone! As you all know, this is my annual Valentine’s Day party. I decided this year to forgo the romance and just cut right to the reason we get each other Valentine’s gifts: sex.”
There was a general chuckle around the room. She was right, everyone knew it. Every guy who goes out of his way to get roses and jewelry for his significant other, underneath all of the “I love yous” and the schmaltz, was really looking to get laid.
“But there was one gift I wanted to give to a really good friend of mine. This is Regina, as most of you know,” she said as she linked her arm with mine, “and she’s always wanted an orgy.”
I whipped my head to look at her. I suppose I should have tried to look a little cooler, but this came as a total shock for me. “Are you serious?” I whispered.
“I thought if I told you in advance, you would get nervous,” she whispered back.
Damn right I would be nervous. It’s not that she was wrong; I had always wanted to be in an orgy. But this was still a total surprise. It’s hard not to be a little taken aback. Not to mention, I had never had sex with more than two people at a time. Looking around, I counted somewhere close to thirty. Was I really going to have sex with that many people?
But the more I thought about it, the more aroused I became. The mental image of me being in the middle of all of that pulsating, sweaty flesh was really hot. I threw back my head and looked Shay right in the eyes. “Thank you,” I whispered. She pulled me in for a long, deep kiss. She tasted vaguely of peppermint. When we pulled apart, she was smiling.
“Where would you like to start? Everyone here knows why they’re here; we’re all waiting for you.”
I looked around the room. There was a blonde with gorgeous tits I had spotted on my way in; I knew I wanted to start with her. I walked over to her and kissed her, starting soft but getting more insistent fairly quickly. I pulled away and said, “I would really like to eat you out on that bed over there.” She smiled and walked with me to the bed.
When we got there, my love of showmanship took over. I think this situation would make pretty much anyone uncomfortable, but I absolutely get off on having people watch me fuck. I turned her so that her back was facing me, and I slowly undid the zipper on her dress. I slid it down her torso and it landed in a puddle on the floor. She was wearing a white lace thong and no bra. Perfect. I turned her back around and kissed her again. I hopped on the bed playfully, motioning for her to join me. She giggled and immediately bounced on the bed after me. I laid her down on her back, laying down next to her and moving my hands immediately to her huge tits. They were perfect globes. They were obviously fake, but I had never really had a real versus fake preference. Nice was nice. I ran my hands over them multiple times, finally stopping at her erect nipples to play for a while. I leaned my head down and took one in my mouth, kissing and sucking until I heard her moan. Once I did, I reached with my other hand and slowly slid a finger into her pussy. Man, she was wet. She moaned again and arched her back. I could feel myself getting wet as well. I slid another finger in, then another.
She was breathing fairly heavily by this point, but I wanted to draw this out. I became aware that the people at the party were starting to pair off and disrobe. I had never been to an orgy but had seen plenty on my favorite porn site. The general idea seemed to be that everyone started doing whatever and whomever they wanted to. Porn is different from real life though, and I wanted to make sure I didn’t do something someone didn’t want. However, as I had been with most of the people here, I knew most of them were up for pretty much anything. This is going to be a good night.
I started to fingerfuck my partner in earnest, stuffing her bare snatch with my fingers over and over. Finally I slowed down and put my face between her legs. I could smell that pungent scent of a woman who’s aroused, and it just turned me on even more. I had intended to start slow, but I found that once I started licking her clit I just wanted to go full force. I pushed my tongue into her tunnel over and over while she writhed. She was starting to squirm away from me, so I grabbed her ass and pulled her back.
I buried my face in her pussy once again, alternating between licking her clit and tongue fucking her pussy. Her legs started to tense up, and I knew that she wouldn’t be long now. Sure enough, a few seconds later she gasped and I felt the muscles of her pussy contract. There was almost no better feeling in the world for me than bringing a woman to orgasm. I brought my face to hers and kissed her again, then laid down on my back to catch my breath. Almost immediately I felt my legs being pushed apart and the tip of a penis hover around my snatch. Without opening my eyes, I pushed my pelvis toward the man I knew was there and felt his dick slide into my pussy. He was big, but I could handle him. I didn’t want to look at him yet, I was getting so carried away with the concept of sex with so many people in so many forms.
He started to thrust his huge cock in and out of my pussy, and I raised my hips off of the bed to meet his for deeper penetration. He really filled me up, and he definitely knew what he was doing.
“You like the feel of my tight little pussy?” I asked.
“Fuck yeah,” came the reply. “I want to see your tits bounce.”
I hadn’t even realized I was still wearing the dress. I opened my eyes and saw for the first time who was fucking me. I had screwed him a few months back at one of my favorite bars, and he was still one of my fondest memories. I grinned at him and sat up. I tugged the dress over my head, as he had already pushed it up to my waist. Free from their cloth prison, my tits started to move in sync with his thrusting. He was kneeling with my ass sitting on his thighs, fucking me at what I thought was a very enjoyable angle.
“Oh yeah, just like I remember. Fucking fantastic.”
As he continued ramming me, another cock materialized out of nowhere near my mouth. Without thinking, I grabbed it and started sucking. There was a quick intake of air above me, and then he gently cupped the back of my head. I focused as much energy as I could into giving whoever this was an amazing blowjob. He was a good size but not huge, so I was able to take pretty much all of him into my mouth. I bit down slightly and was rewarded with a loud moan. A hand grabbed my breast; I had no idea whose it was. Soon I felt lips on my nipple, sucking and lightly biting.
I was in complete euphoria. I would definitely have to make sure I could do this again. We had really just started, but I already come into some kind of sexual contact with four people, five if you counted that kiss with Shayna. There were so many more pussies to eat, more dicks to fuck, I felt like I could go for hours. And I did.
The guy I was giving a blow job to took over fucking my pussy, so the woman who had sucked my boob moved her pussy over top of my mouth. I dove in. I was in what I considered a “classic” threesome position: I was on my back getting fucked while I ate out a woman. I could hear the two people with me kissing each other. I broke away with a gasp and rammed my fingers into the pussy on top of me. I took the opportunity to look around.
There were about eight of us on the bed itself. The others at the party were spread out throughout the room, some leaning against the bed for support, other using the benches and others just using the floor and the walls. I couldn’t see a stitch of clothing anywhere. I would have been pretty happy just watching this party, to be honest. I loved to watch almost as much as I loved to be watched. I mean, there would have been no way I could have not become involved, but just watching all of these people having sex with no inhibitions was awesome.
The guy who was fucking me pulled out of my pussy and placed his dick up against my ass. I managed to get out “Oh hell yeah” while I was flicking my tongue in quick little motions against the clit, and he pushed his dick into my ass. I moaned really loudly, and I guess that felt good on the clit I was sucking so she moaned too. She leaned over and put us into a “69” position and started sucking on my clit.
I came hard and fast. Those two things were a guarantee for me coming, but toss in the excitement of the evening and it was a lock. I clenched my thighs and felt my pussy contract around that hard dick. He pulled out and was quickly replaced by a face eating me out. I felt that tongue flick over my clit in fast, practiced strokes and it didn’t take long for me to come again.
In all of my orgy fantasies, I had moved around freely, going to from pairing to pairing and joining in when I saw something I liked. This didn’t seem to be the case tonight. I barely had a chance to move; people just kept making their way over to me. In the span of what I imagine was about forty-five minutes, I had counted no fewer than ten different cocks and six pussies. There was never a moment when I wasn’t fucking, being fucked, or both. It was usually both.
I finally decided that I wanted to see what was going on around me, so I slid off of the bed and started to walk around. There were bodies everywhere, just like in my fantasies and in the porn I had seen. Every position imaginable was being used. There were clusters of just girls, using toys I had no idea were even in the room. This freed up the men to double up with some of the women, so there were several threesome pairings. I found myself a little corner where I could just watch for a minute. My eyes lighted on a burly dude who had a woman bent over the arm of a bench. I started to rub my own clit, watching how he slid in and out of her. I decided I wanted to fuck him.
I walked over, but I was unsure of how to get in without being rude. I started to kiss him, and he unhesitatingly kissed me back. Clearly I was welcome. I made a motion that indicated we should move to the floor. He looked like he wasn’t sure where I was going, but he obliged. I laid down on the floor (mentally thanking Shayna for the “pillow carpet”), and told the girl I wanted her to lie on top of me. They picked up where I was going. She straddled me and leaned over, kissing me hard on the lips. I felt the first thrust of his dick and I gasped. It had looked big, but it was huge. I may even have grunted a little. He pulled out of me and thrust into her. We went on this was for a while, with him fucking her doggy style and fucking me missionary style on alternate strokes. It had been a while since I had a solid makeout session with a girl, and I was enjoying just the feel of her lips on mine.
The evening started to turn into a blur. I fucked so many people I lost count. I was bent over a bench, picked up and fucked mid-air, and did the 69 position with at least six people. I joined the group of women for a while and used all of the toys at their disposal. I was screwed by a hot blonde wearing a strap-on, which was a first. I would definitely have to try it again to see if I really liked it. I had my legs pinned behind my head while I was boned in the ass by a huge dildo. Everywhere I looked, there was someone doing someone else. Another woman and I made out while we were getting fucked from behind, and there was another girl sucking my clit while that happened. A couple of times I got myself pinned under a couple with nothing really to do except lay there while they went at it. I usually just sucked on some nipples and smacked whatever ass I could reach when that happened.
I was starting to actually tire a bit when I saw a man just watching a pair going at it and jerking himself off.
As I approached I said, “There’s no reason for you to have to do that on your own tonight.”
I kissed him hard on the mouth, and he picked me up like I weighed nothing. He walked us over to one of the benches and he sat, leaving me on top of him. I was able to easily plant my feet on the ground on either side of the bench, so I raised myself up a little and lowered myself back onto his waiting cock. I couldn’t believe how wet I still was, even after all of the fucking that had happened. I used the leverage my feet gave me to really ride his dick, bouncing up and down on it and landing hard.
“Oh yeah baby, I love watching your tits bounce as you fuck my dick.”
He felt so good, I know it sounds trite, but there really was nothing like the feel of a dick inside of me. Just as I really got going, I felt someone slide my hair away from my neck and begin kissing it. Strong arms came around me and grabbed my tits, pinching the nipples. A voice growled in my ear, “You want me to fuck your ass, baby?”
“Oh God, yes. I want to feel two cocks inside of me.”
He didn’t hesitate. I heard the distinct sound of lube being squirted, and I promptly felt his dick come up to the entrance to my ass. I groaned. “Oh God, please fuck me. Fuck my asshole with your big dick.”
He slid in and I relaxed against him. I could feel the two dicks rubbing against each other through the thin wall between my tunnels, and I let out a very load groan. I adored this feeling. Double penetration was one of my most favorite things in the world. I owned an extra-long dildo specifically for this purpose.
We finally got into a rhythm, the three of us. I had to be a little more still, as my bouncing around made it difficult for them to get a consistent angle. I sat there, letting those two big dicks fuck my holes, and bliss swept over me. The guy I was on top of had a firm grip on my tits, and the guy behind me was kissing my neck and had his arms around my waist. To have two guys with their attention totally on me was such an ego boost.
Finally the guy behind me started to tense up, and I knew he was going to come. “Come here, baby, come all over my tits.” I breathed out. Just in time, apparently. He pulled out and barely made it around front before he blew his load. I put his dick in my mouth to milk the last drops of come out while the guy underneath me moaned at the sight. “You need to finish up to, baby? You want to come all over my tits like he did?”
He nodded, and I got off of him so he could come. I cleaned him off in my mouth too, and then decided I needed to excuse myself to the washroom. I walked there on shaky legs and closed the door quickly behind me. I leaned on the sink, trying to regain my breath. When I looked in the mirror, I smiled at what I saw. My hair was tousled, but I always thought it looked sexier when it was a little messy. I was flushed red all over from the blood rushing to every different area of my body, and my nipples were swollen. I cleaned the come off of my breasts and was just splashing a little water on my face when I heard the door open behind me. I turned around to tell whoever it was that they could do whatever they wanted to me when I was finished when I saw that it was Shayna. I relaxed and smiled.
I looked her over as she walked towards me. Damn, she looked good. A petite brunette, she was the fitness buff I could never be. She was a gymnast in her high school days and had retained that flexibility. She was close to six inches shorter than I was, but that put her mouth directly in line with my breasts, a fact she was currently exploiting by sucking on my nipple.
I hadn’t expected this, but I was certainly up for it. Like I said, we found we were very compatible sexually, even with our significant size difference. I let her play with my breasts for a while; I know it was one of her favorite things to do. I ran my fingers through her shot hair, keeping her mouth on my nipple. It was a little sore from all of the activity of the evening, but that just made it all the more sensitive. Shay really knew how to work them, too. I leaned my head back and let the sensations wash over me. Soon I felt her hand slowly slide down my ribcage to my hips, then over to where my wet snatch was ready for her. She slid one finger in, then two, then three, then four. Each addition made me moan a little louder. She used her thumb to rub my clit in little circles while making little shallow incursions into my tunnel. I was always amazed at the results she could get using just one hand.
I managed to get my thought together long enough to say, “Shay, this is the best gift you’ve ever given me.”
She laughed lightly and replied, “Well, you’re my Valentine, Reg.”
I froze up a little when she said that and she chuckled. “Don’t panic. I know you’re not really looking for a relationship. I just wanted to tell you that I’m yours. I’ve been yours for a while now. I know everything about you, Reg. I know what you like, I know what you don’t. I know that I haven’t been bored since I met you. I don’t care if these feelings are never reciprocated; I just wanted you to know how I felt. I love you.”
I stared at her for a moment. She was deadly serious. And in that moment, I realized I wanted to possess her, to wear her out and screw her until she cried out for mercy. I wanted her to be mine. And then I wanted to take her to bed and have her fall asleep on my chest. I wanted to wake up next to her tomorrow morning with her crazy after sex hair sticking up anywhere and kiss her on the nose. I loved her too.
Without saying a word, I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. We were kissing hard enough to bruise, and I slammed her up against the nearest wall. I used my weight to pin her there while I groped every inch of her tight body I could reach. I moved my hand down to put two fingers inside her pussy. She gasped and started kissing my neck, never losing her grip around my waist with her legs.
“Oh yeah Reg, fuck me. Fuck my little pussy with your fingers.”
I went to town, ramming my fingers in and out of her snatch with speed and force. She was so tight, I didn’t know if it was just because she was naturally petite, but I didn’t care. She had the finesse in bed, but I had the power. I started to imagine using the strap-on to fuck her. It was an amazing thought. I wanted to explore every inch of her, while she lay open and surrendered to me. I couldn’t seem to get far enough inside of her.
I could feel her perky little tits rubbing against me, nipple against swollen nipple. I leaned my head down and bit one. Shay cried out, arching her back so that her tits were full in my face. I bit and licked both nipples, enjoying how pert her breasts were and how her nipples stood at attention with my touch. I grabbed her around the waist and spun around, getting down on my knees. I laid her down on the floor and immediately buried my face in the space between her legs. She spread open wide for me and grabbed my head, shoving my face as far into her as she could. It seems neither of us could be close enough to each other. I used my tongue to fuck her sweet pink tunnel, licking up to her clit when I could. She was getting pretty loud by this point, and that was even more of a turn-on for me. I loved to hear her scream, as she was usually pretty quiet during sex. I brought my fingers back up and into her pussy, and kept fucking her while I licked and sucked on her clit.
“Oh God, Reg, I’m coming, I’m coming, OH YES!”
She screamed the last two words, as I felt her pussy contract in those familiar spasms. I didn’t let up, though, I was determined this was going to be either the best or the longest orgasm she was going to have. After the initial wave, I felt her tighten up again and she arched her back as she came again and again. Finally she pushed my head away from her clit.
“Enough, it’s getting sore!” she panted.
I rolled on to my back and scooted up beside her. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders, and she snuggled into the crevice between my arm and my ribcage.
“Do you think we should head back out to the party?” I asked. “You are the hostess and I’m the guest of honor, after all.”
“In a few minutes,” Shay replied sleepily. “I just want to enjoy having you all to myself for a minute.”
I brought her face up to mine and gave her a long, sweet kiss. “You’re going to have me for a long time, Shay. I love you too.”