Homecoming

By Marina

Finally, after an endless journey, we arrived home. My mother had been waiting impatiently for us and came immediately to take Ricky's hands. Smiling at him she said

"I'm so glad to meet you Ricky. Welcome to our home, my son."

A smile spread across Ricky's face and I knew that he was as happy to be here as I was.

My mother had made Pisto and we had to sit at the table and eat it. She was so delighted to see us that she talked endlessly about all the people Ricky had to meet and all the places he had to see.

Ricky listened attentively, but I knew that he was getting as impatient as I was to be alone. Under the table, his leg caressed mine and his hand slid from my knee to my thigh. I felt the warmth begin between my legs and spread up through my body. The desire I felt for him was indescribable and I knew he must feel the same.

Suddenly he looked up at my mother and said quietly, "I'm sorry, but I think Marina is tired. It was such a long trip."

I nodded, sending what I hoped was a weary glance towards my mother. She laughed at us, not fooled for a moment.

"It's ok. I understand! I'll let you go to bed."

We said our "goodnight's" and got up from the table, trying not to appear too eager. I slid my hand into Ricky's and let him lead me from the room. As soon as the door closed our eyes met and, with a giggle, we dashed for the bedroom.

Neither of us could wait to take our clothes off, and I watched as he pulled his T-shirt over his head, revealing the soft black hair on his chest and his muscular arms. As he began to unbutton his jeans I spoke as strictly as I could to stop him.

"Wait, wait!"

He looked at me uncertainly and dropped his hands to his sides, his eyes watching me thoughtfully.

Moving to the cupboard, I opened the door and pulled out several long soft scarves. Laughing I commanded,

"Lie on the bed! Now I'll tie you up!"

He smiled broadly at me and lay down on the bed. Kneeling beside him I drew his arms up over his head and tied them securely to the headboard with one of the scarves.

"Are you comfortable?" I asked and he nodded.

Carefully I sat myself down on his tummy and began to slide my hands down over the naked soft skin of his chest.

"Please close your eyes," I whispered in a low seductive voice.

A sweet smile played over his lips and his eyes flickered shut as I gazed down at him. I wanted to kiss his smile, and his eyes. Bending forward I brushed his cheek with my lips, then trailed them to each eye. He moaned, and pulled at the ties that bound him.

"Marina, please, release me!"

"No, not yet!" I murmured and gently opened his soft lips with my tongue.

Our lips touched and his tongue met mine tenderly. I had never felt such a touch. A shudder ran through my whole body and I kissed him hard and passionately. He responded, biting deeply back, neither of us wanting to stop.

My skin was tingling and I wanted to feel his hands on my body, and his moist, smooth lips on my breasts. I released his hands from the scarf and he lowered them to his jeans. I helped him undo them, aware of how aroused he was, and knew that I wanted him inside me more than I'd ever wanted anything. Climbing off him I dragged his trousers down off his long muscular legs and then he drew me into his arms and lay me back on the bed. Leaning over me, the tip of his tongue finally touched my nipples and I gasped as he trailed a line down the length of my body.

Carefully he lowered himself on top of me and I felt his warm hard body between my legs, as he pressed slowly inside me.

I moaned and he began to move, every thrust of his body making me cry his name out loud.

I opened my eyes and looked up into his, seeing innocence and love and pleasure and passion all mingled there.

Burying my face in his shoulder I encircled his neck with my arms, my legs winding tightly around his hips. Nothing had ever felt so wonderful.

I matched my rhythm to his as he thrust powerfully into me, over and over again. Finally I gave and uncontrollable cry of lust and our bodies exploded together as his husky voice joined mine, calling

"Oh Marina!"

Exhausted, we collapsed together and I lay with my head on his chest, murmuring softly,

"You're home my love."

He raised his head and looked down at me, then reached to kiss me again. His tongue sank deeply into my mouth and I kissed him back, letting him draw me over on top of him. Our bodies joined slowly and we both moaned at the incredible feeling that swept through us. I moved myself up and down on him as his fingers touched my breasts, and then leant forward and buried my face in the soft hair on his chest. He gripped tightly at my hips and pressed his body deeply into me. I couldn't stop my cry of pleasure as his body shuddered and released into mine.

After a few minutes our breathing slowed and he laughed and turned me back into his arms, whispering,

"We should sleep now."

I held him close to me and with a sensuous murmur I answered.

"Yes my love, we should."