Rock Hard Bliss - the Finale by D. H. Cameron Page A

jumped.
    “Lay down. I want to show you how much I appreciate that perfect wedding,” I said. That sexy, devilish grin crossed his face and he shoved me roughly aside and threw himself onto the bed, hands behind his head and his now rock hard shaft standing at attention.
    “Deal!” was all he said causing me to giggle, something I was doing a lot more of lately. I tugged his beard and then climbed aboard, my hips straddling James’ chest and facing his hard cock. Before I settled myself onto his mouth, I raised my hips and looked back between my legs.
    “That’s what you do best,” I said.
    “What’s that?” James wondered.
    “Lay there and sweat,” I replied. James spanked my ass for it. I didn’t reply, instead smothering my husband between my thighs. I lay on top of James as he began lapping at my pussy and tickling me with that amazing goatee. Downstairs, we could still hear Christie and the pounding of the music. It was kind of sexy getting it on with my new husband as the party raged downstairs. I listened for a moment as I stroked James. I smiled to myself and took him into my mouth to get him ready for the ride of his life.
    James had me wet and swollen as he devoured me. I stroked his steel rod and played with his balls as I concentrated on his throbbing head. Soon, I was humping James’ face as I vigorously stroked his cock. I didn’t resist the urge tonight and succumbed to the bliss immediately. I was surprised by the intensity and cried out as I was swept up in the pleasure. James leaked as I stroked him I licked the precious treat from his cock as my orgasm waned. OK, that was enough of that. I climbed up and turned around to face James. His hands slipped behind his head again as I impaled myself on his throbbing cock.
    “You go, little girl,” James said and I did. I began riding James as he watched the show. He felt so good inside of me. I know it was silly, but it was different now. We were married. Lost in all the excitement, but not to me, was the commitment we made to each other. I think James felt the same way. I know that even though our wedding was sudden, though I wondered how long James had been planning this, the feelings were deep. I know James loved and cared for me as much as I did for him.
    For my part, those feelings were expressed physically at the moment. I showed James how I felt with my body. I refused to let James take over tonight. Instead, I made good on my promise to show my appreciation. I put on a wild show for him, riding his hard shaft as I moaned and screamed, touched myself seductively and talked dirty. James enjoyed every minute. I might not have let him take control, but I didn’t take control either. I let him enjoy me as I enjoyed him.
    I couldn’t tell you how long I rode my husband, and by the way, I love saying that, but I know I took a break now and then to catch my breath and allow James to simmer down. I realized Christie had stopped singing at one point. James and I made love for hours as I bounced atop him and we touched, kissed and held one another. At times, James would grab me and thrust into me from below and at other times he would simply lay back and watch. Finally, I collapsed on top of him, spent and begging for breath. My body and mind buzzed with the pleasure I’d extracted from James.
    “I’m finished,” I said.
    “Damn, little girl, I’m just getting started,” James said, joking I hoped. I managed to push myself up and look at him.
    “You’re kidding, right?” I asked.
    “Well, you might be done but you’ve forgotten a little something,” James said.
    “It’s all about you, isn’t it? Damn rock stars and their egos,” I said playfully. James laughed.
    “C’mon, everyone’s gone,” he said and wiggled from beneath me. He stood and offered me his hand. I reached out and saw the ring on my hand. I stared for a moment. “Yes, yes, it’s beautiful. You can admire the rock after you get me off,” James said and I