Love Knows No Limits

Bianca resumed walking and her hips swayed rhythmically. I could smell the pleasant wafts of Trésor Midnight Rose as she came closer to me. "Hi," I greeted her. "You look lovely for the night."

She laughed and eyed my chalk stripe suit. "And you look dashing," she said.

I took the bouquet of roses from the bench. "Before coming here, I thought of expressing my gratitude in a special way," I said.

"Thank you. They are beautiful," she said, taking the bouquet.

"I had no idea what color you love the most and I chose them in all colors."

She grinned.

"I was sure you'd love them," I said. "People symbolize roses for feelings, and I wanted to share all the feelings I have for you."

"Yes," she said. "You've shared everything."

For a brief moment, we looked at each other in silence. Her eyes searched mine and my heart throbbed in elation. I held my hand out and said, "Let's take a stroll through the park."

"Ok," she said. After putting the bouquet down on the bench, she took my hand.

We sauntered for a while until I led her to a bushy corner. We stopped there and I looked up. Bianca followed my example and asked, "Do you love the full moon?"

"I love it now. The stars are twinkling and the sky is brighter than it has been before. I can feel that they are happy for us."

"Yes. The entire universe pulsates in happiness when two hearts beat together."

I looked at her and said, "We can make them happier."

"How?"

For an answer, I took her waist. She smiled and snaked her arms about my neck. We kissed each other, closing our eyes for the blissful intimacy and warmth.

Kiss is the key of love and love is the lock of life. I had kissed her at the bar and her love was unlocked for me. Then I kissed her in the park and she kissed me back. The kiss changed the course of our lives to a new dimension.

Since then, I changed my routine for the days that followed. First, I took Bianca to Florida's Seafood Bar & Grill because she loved eating seafood. Then, we went to Club LaVela for partying on Saturday nights. Hitting the beach on Sundays was the top-notch priority for us. Of course, we were an eye-catching couple. Bianca's swimsuit accentuated her breathtaking curves and my strong build made me a fascinating chap. I loved the idea when she suggested me for taking a stroll along the coast. We grinned at the straight couples, who went on with some kissing demo. However, Bianca stopped in her tracks as she noticed two lesbians making out with each other.

"It's common here," I said. "I've seen many girls who don't like men."

She said nothing. Her eyes were fixed on the girls.

I tapped her on the shoulder. She gave a start and looked at me.

"Are you with me?"

"What?"

"You were staring at these girls," I said. "What's so special about them?"

"Oh, I-I'm sorry," she said.

"Is something troubling you, baby?"

"No. I'm fine."

"Cool. Some people regard lesbians as perverts but I believe they just follow their sexuality. We must not wonder at a girl who goes intimate with another."

Bianca smiled. "I'd call it love if I were you," she said.

"Really?"

"Yes. Haven't you heard that love does not discriminate? It may cut across all the boundaries. It can also overcome the differences of creed, race, and gender."

"Ok, I get you! These girls are kissing and touching each other so open because they are in love, right?"

"Yes."

"And-we are in love too."

"Yes."

"Then we must show it."

"Yes-I mean, no!"

I laughed and added, "We'll show it for sure."

She gasped as I grabbed her by the arms and pulled her for a crushing kiss.

"Hey! People are watching us," she said when I released her mouth.

"So what, let them watch us. We are in love and they should know this."

"Sometimes, an open kiss embarrasses a girl."

"I see. Will you be embarrassed if I kiss you before the minister and all the people attending our marriage?"

"Oh wow! I just thought you weren't that serious for marrying me."

"How come you say I won't marry you?"

"Cause you never proposed me," she said, resting her hands on the waist.

"All right," I said, and knelt before her instantly.

"Oh God," she said laughingly.

"Dear Bianca! I hope you won't mind if I ask you for something very sweet."

"Ray, I was just..."

"Oh my fair lady, I desired to say this for ages. Please don't reject me if I open my heart to you."

"Ray, please! That was a joke."

"I don't know how to pop the question before a girl but I'll ask you anyway."

"RAY."

"Will you marry me?"

She pursed her lips, rolled her eyes up, looked down, and said, "No!"

"What?"

She burst into laughter and flung herself in my arms. We fell down and rolled on the sand until I was atop her.

"Yes, my dear Raymond! I will marry you," she murmured.

I squealed in delight and we kissed each other on the spot.

A month later, we were married at Amoré Wedding Chapel. We had taken vows to live as partners in life, to cherish each other faithfully, and to value the bond that made us inseparable. I knew she was too happy to be embarrassed when I kissed her before the minister and all the guests. For me, it was the happiest and most memorable moment.

All the friends accompanied us to home and they left after some merrymaking. Neither Bianca nor I felt exhausted for the night. Her words came to my mind when I looked at her. 'The entire universe pulsates in happiness when two hearts beat together.' Yes, the happiness was everywhere.

We walked over to the bedroom. I opened the door for her and she entered. I followed her example and closed the door. The interior of the room was well lighted, classy, and serene. She looked around and said, "Wow, it's so romantic and beautiful!"

I grabbed her by the waist and she looked at me. "Yes my darling," I said affectionately. "It's romantic, beautiful, and promising. You know why?"

"Why?"

"You've come here to live with me forever. That's why!"

Bianca laughed and I took her lips instantly. She fell silent and closed her eyes as I inserted my tongue into her mouth. We could not moan for the warmth and passion of the kiss; it was too agreeable for us to suspend the oral connection.

We continued kissing each other. My hands roamed over her back and I groped with the zipper of her ball gown. After opening it, I let her lips go.

She ran her hands up my middle and asked: "May I help you with your jacket and tie?"

"You don't have to ask me for that," I said and winked at her.

Bianca grinned as I released her. She took my jacket and tie off. Then she unbuttoned my shirt and fumbled with the belt to unbuckle it.

"Aw," she exclaimed as I held her hands and smiled. "Not yet baby. It's my turn," I told her.

"Ah, ok."

"You look stunning in this gown."

"Yes. I knew you'd love my wedding dress."

"Too bad, it has to go off. I want to see the most desirable body in the world."

She laughed and punched me on the shoulder. I moved my hands to unknot the pink sash of her gown. The white satin material fell in a mess as I peeled it down her body.

"Oh no," I said and shook my head.

Bianca's face fell. She asked me solicitously, "Is something wrong?"

"Yeah. It's your lingerie and I can't see your body yet."

Her lips curved into a smile. She snaked her arms about my neck. "So what are you waiting for? I'm yours," she said seductively.

"Of course," I said, and moved my hands around to unfasten the hook-and-eye closures of her torsolette. Then I unknotted her Tie Side G-string.

"It's unfair. You are still wearing the shirt," she said as I threw her torsolette and G-string aside.

"Nothing will be unfair tonight. Take my trousers off."

Bianca did as I told her to do. I yanked the shirt away and stepped out of the trousers. She reached up and hooked her fingers into the neck hole of my A-shirt. "Now it's your turn," she said.

"I know."

She laughed as I picked her up, and cradled her in my arms. Then I laid her gently on the king-size bed.

I stood there for a while. My eyes roamed over her voluptuous figure and I licked my lips. Her garter belt and ultra sheer stockings hid nothing from the view. She lay before me so nude, vulnerable, and inviting. Without further ado, I joined her abed and began to explore her body with erotic rapture.

I kissed Bianca's mouth, cheeks, and forehead. After kissing her lips again, I sucked her ears and flicked my tongue on her neck. I went on with licking her chest, grabbed her tits into the deep cleavage, and squeezed them deliberately. Her nipples stood out like little rosy rockets.

I opened my mouth and went for her nipples, sucking them as if I were a newborn. The texture of her areolae felt rough yet pleasing against my lips. I held one nipple in suction, then released it, and took its counterpart. Bianca moved her arms up around the pillow as I proceeded to suck and lick her tits with adroit substitution.

I hanged around her tits, patting and pulling them. Then I licked her cleavage, sucked her nipples with clamorous smack, and slid backward to shower a lavish trail of kiss on her stomach. My lips brushed lightly on her belly button and I pressed my mouth into her soft flesh.

I moved down, kissing her shaved mons and pussy. She moaned as I flicked my tongue on her slit, and stroked her thighs lovingly. Then I splayed her sexy legs and pushed them until her knees were at her own chest.

I held Bianca's legs in place. For a brief moment, I looked up without taking my lips off her pussy. The flush on her face and the dreamy look of her eyes were the obvious signs of her arousal.

My mouth and nose sank into her pussy. It wasn't wet but the odor denoted her desire. A sudden realization of my erection did not compel me to rise on knees and remove the boxers I had on. Instead, I resolved to lick her vaganus and asshole.

Bianca hissed as I went on with rimming her. The salty taste of her asshole was great and I pursed my lips to kiss it. Then I slipped my tongue out, passed it up her vaganus, and resumed licking her pussy.

"Mmm... ooh... mmm... ahhh... ahhh... mmm..." she moaned as I ran my tongue on her pussy lips. I kissed her there and moved down, licking her pink flesh.

I let her thighs go, slid my hands under her ass cheeks, and pushed her up. Bianca moved her legs down, hitting the mattress with her feet.

I opened my mouth, pressed it against her pussy lips, and shook my head. She moaned and clawed at her tits, squeezing them. I got a raging hard-on in no time but she was not lubed so far. Therefore I moved my hands and stretched her pussy open.

I probed my tongue into her pussyhole and came up to her hood. My lips closed about her clit and I began to suck it. Her pussy lips quivered under my chin. It was a promising sign. I was leading her to the peak.

I went on with sucking and licking her. My tongue flicked on her clit in circles, sideways, up, and down. Of course, I could eat her out for ages!

Bianca went delirious. She squealed in delight and strained her torso. I resolved to tease her and let her clit go. Consequently, she grabbed my head and pushed it between her thighs. Then she humped her hips against my face. I resumed eating her cunt and kept up the good work even though she stopped moving her body.

Shortly afterward, her grip softened on my head. I realized that she was not uttering a sound. The idea distracted me right away. I released her clit, rose on my knees, and looked at her incredulously. She lay before me, with her eyes closed and her mouth half-open. Instantly, I frowned. Her response to my oral service was annoying indeed.

I reached down and touched the wet bulge in my boxers. The pre-cum oozed from my cock already. Her submissive consent to my sexual advance aroused me. Then she fell asleep in the heat, letting my desire for her be unsatisfied.

My eyes fell on her pussy. There was no sign of the wetness between her thighs. 'It's crazy,' I reflected. 'I went well with her. She loved me at her cunt, and yet she's dry. That's just impossible!'

I stooped and hovered above Bianca to rouse her. The charismatic appeal of her face allured me at one and I couldn't resist an urge to kiss her cheeks.

"No. I won't disturb you, my darling," I spoke softly. "It isn't the end of the world. We can make out anytime and every night."

I smiled and clamped my lips on her mouth.