THE EPIPHANY OF THE RAPTURE

Diamond awoke to the gentle gliding and intermingling of her hands being pressed upward into the mountains of soft pillows that rested above her head. Her body began to erupt in a full arc like that of a crescent moon as she positioned her naked body to meet the soft cushioning of Germany’s chest that laid firmly on top of her.  She began to weep to her own sudden weakness as he cupped her lower back in a full grasp while pressing his cool wet lips to her own. 

“Don’t cry Diamond. I’m home,” came the deep masculine voice as he lifted her lower thighs in preparation for the 2 hours of ecstasy that was yet to come. Diamond pushed against the pressure as Germany parted her entryway now thickened and swollen with heightened desire.  Germany was indeed home and she knew it. She sobbed harder into the curve of his neck as she ran her hands along the perfectly sculpted frame of his back.

Pulling her husband’s rear curves deeper and deeper into her depths, they bucked together under the familiar sounds of a love song that played through both of their minds.  Diamond savored the moment of submission to the man she wondered if she would ever depart her love from, Germany Blake. It was the same man who brought her the greatest feeling of love she could ever balance in her heart, yet a man who had the power to force so many of those same feelings to stone, then back to reality they were emerging at that very moment.  She inhaled his shower cleaned scent as she began to wonder when it would be over.  Diamond wondered how long it would take to complete the only commitment she felt she had left, to allow Germany to join her in the deepest passion they both within the intermingling of their flesh, the only connection they seemed to be able to keep through the entire ordeal.

“Let go and let me back in again Diamond,” Germany whispered into the air. She knew full well what he meant, for he was so in tuned with her thoughts during times like this. Her body reacted against his manhood almost simultaneously with her creeping convictions. “You’re not here with me Diamond.  I need you to let go.” 

Diamond fought hard to continue what was now just a solo act of Germany’s own pleasure. He pushed harder inside of her, inviting another eruption of her wet pleasure onto his manhood thanking her for the intense moment that was now chasing him down like a wild hunter. Diamond clasped her legs against the weight of the momentum as Germany pleaded in desperation with the stream of warm juice that released against Diamond’s rounded soft bottom, falling like teardrops to the sheets below.

Germany knew what would come next. To prevent Diamond’s quick escape, he released his connection to lay beside her, pulling her body atop his own in a soft cradle positioning her head on top of his chest.

“Tell me Germany. Why do you feel that you can keep doing this?  Night after night for the past week, here you come, like a thief in the Amazon.  Is this your claim to fame or something?  To know that you still have this part of me, Germany?”

Germany turned to divert his own teardrops onto the pillow while clearing his throat before he spoke, “Diamond, I love you.  And it’s hell what I’m going through right now. All that I think about is you, my wife, and what I’ve done to you.  This is my only one true way to know that I haven’t fully lost you. To know that I’m still there inside of you, Diamond. Thoughts of you and what we’ve been doing here have been my only lifeline.  Tell me, will you take that away from me, too?”

“Germany. . . with divorce comes an end to even what you call your lifeline. I will not continue to accommodate the needs of a man who can’t be in this thing we call a marriage one hundred percent.  I just can’t do it anymore!  Because ya know, when you get up and leave in the wee hours of the morning, as if I’m the one who’s the mistress, you take with you part of my broken spirit, Germany. My focus is interrupted each time, until you bring it back.  I can’t allow you to continue to have that kind of control over my life on a part-time basis.  I just won’t!  Just tell me Germany, how long are you going to be on vacation in a place that nobody’s ever heard of? How long?”