Carly's Story - Sex Stories

Carly's Story

... begging for attention. Going lower, I kissed all the way down her flat stomach until I got to the top of her panties.

I looked up at her as I grabbed the waistband with my teeth, and pulled them slowly down. She lifted her ass off the chair to allow them to slide down, exposing her beautiful cock, which was standing out and even had a drop of precum hanging on the tip. I stood up, her panties still hanging from my mouth and picked her up, carrying her naked body across the bathroom and lowering her gently into the water.

"You know, there's plenty of room," she said, looking up at me. I stood by the edge of the tub and began unbuttoning my shirt, while Carly worked on my pants with one hand and rubbed my cock with the other. I joined her in the tub and she leaned back in relaxation. Sitting opposite her, I grabbed one of her legs and laid it across my lap, massaging her feet. As I started, she cooed lightly.

"Oh god, that feels so amazing, Jason!" Carly said. I continued kneading the bottom of her foot for a few more minutes, and then grabbed the other one and restarted the process.

"I think this is just about the perfect night, Carly," I said. We had been in the bath together for about 20 minutes and switched positions, with her in front of me and leaning her back into my chest. My cock was now snug between her ass cheeks, enjoying the subtle movements Carly would make.

"It has been, Jason. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined it being so perfect," ...

... she said. "I know just the thing that would put the icing on the cake, though," and reached below her, grabbing my cock at the base.

"I think you're right," I said with a smile. We got out of the bathtub and dried each other's bodies, before she led me to the bed.

That night, among the rose petals, we made love. Slow, sensual, and passionate, both of our every need and urge for each other's bodies satisfied. That night is one of the memories that I will always keep closest to me. It was a mutual conveyance of the commitment to lifelong love that Carly and I will always have for each other.

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Carly has always been strong. I've known that since we met, and that belief never faltered. But I really think that she fought so hard, for so long just to be able to live her life like everyone lives theirs, that each setback she had gave her doubt as to whether she could ever have that life. Strange how it happened, that one of the darkest moments in her life immediately preceded the brightest. I guess that's how things work a lot of times, the whole 'night is darkest before the dawn' sort of thing.

We got married exactly a year to the day after we met. There wasn't really any significance, that's just how it worked out, and we saw it as one of those happy coincidences. She was absolutely radiant in her wedding dress, being walked down the aisle by my own father, who stood by my side as my best man. Julie was her maid of honor, and we had a small ceremony like ...