Hot Honeymoon Magic In The Mountains of Colorado – #Erotica

Hot honeymoon in the hot spring, with a good dose of internal warmth!

My wedding day was the most special, most magical, most amazing day of my life!   But my honeymoon…my hot honeymoon was THE most intimate, beautiful, erotic experience I had ever had and I knew that with this man, every day was going to be perfect, even the imperfect ones.  I looked down at my hand in his during the long ride to the mountains of Colorado where we’d embark on two weeks of bonding.  With time for everything from hikes in the snow to deep conversations over candlelight, to hours of love making allotted for, we were going to make the most of this new beginning.

I stared down at the diamond sparkling on my hand, my fingers intertwined with my handsome new husband’s.  The shine of the band of silver around his finger as the bright sun reflected off of it lighting up on the car door next to him.  I couldn’t help but let out a little giggle with the big smile that stretched across my face.  “I agree,” my new husband said laughing quietly with a wink and a smile before picking up my hand to kiss the back of it gently.   Without words we could feel the gratitude for each other; my whole heart just overflowed.  I leaned my head back and closed my eyes letting out a sigh of complete and utter contentment as the sway of the car around the mountain roads lulled me to a near sleep.  Soon we arrived at a tucked away cabin, that was close enough to town to get things we needed, but far enough away that no one would be interrupting a moment of our time together and that was just perfect for me.

We both grabbed one bag and headed inside.  “Should we unload the…” I was interrupted before I could stop with my husband’s lips on mine.  He kissed me feverishly and began pushing my coat off and grabbing the waistband of my sweater to lift it quickly up and over my head all while guiding me blindly to the bedroom behind us.  “I just want to feel you, baby.  I just want to be inside of you.”  He said with his breath near my lips as he pulled only slightly away from the kiss to do so.  Within minutes were in a naked heap on the very disheveled bed, panting and trying to catch our breath before breaking out in laughter over the rush of desire that had just swept over us.  We made dinner by the fire and decided to get some sleep as we had a special morning planned with hopefully some more sexy time squeezed in.  Morning arrived and I smiled, still beaming as a new glowing bride as I rolled over and kissed my husband.  We grabbed something to eat and bundled up for our big adventure before heading out the door to get going.

The cold mountain air tickled my nose and cheeks as we continued to hike upwards through the snow. Soon as per the map, the path led us to the secluded hot spring; the beauty of it took my breath away as the billowing steam rolled off of the hot water melting the snow on the edge of the banks.  Kevin and I found a semi-dry spot under some trees, we stopped and took off our backpacks, and laid down a blanket. “You go first,” I said to him while laughing, as I started reluctantly removing my hat, gloves, and coat.  He shrugged and stared me in the eyes with a mischievous smile on his face as he undid the button on his jeans, as if to playfully rub in the fact that I was being a wimp stalling from the cold and ice unlike him who was clearly much braver.  I watched loving every minute of the view as my new husband, hot, sexy and almost naked removed his last piece of clothing and headed into the water.  “It’s amazing.  Hurry and come join me!”  He said, smiling at me from the chest-deep water bubbling with warm welcoming steam all around him.

The cabin we rented we chose specifically for a small private hot spring a short hike from the cabin.  The owners had a huge chunk of property on this snow-capped Colorado mountain and now was the perfect time to utilize this privacy.  “I’ll be right there,” I said under my breath with big, romantic eyes as I peeled layer after layer of warm clothing off, dropping it to our blanket below me.  It was our honeymoon, and I wanted him to see me; I wanted him to look at me, his new bride as I took off every piece of clothing just for him and only him.  I took my time unbuttoning my shirt and even though the air around me was freezing cold, all the sudden it didn’t seem to faze me.  I somehow felt warm all over.  That however, didn’t mean my body wouldn’t responded naturally to the ice-cold mountain air surrounding it… my nipples became instantly rock-hard and I just wanted to get over there and into Kevin’s arms, not because I was cold, but because I wanted him…. I needed him.

Though it was freezing outside, I barely noticed on my walk in bare feet and snow, down into the spring to join him.  It seemed my desire for him was giving me all the warmth I could need. “It feels more than amazing,” I said, approaching him and lowering my curves down into the water.  “Especially now,” I said, smiling and leaning closely towards him for a kiss.  He returned the loving flash of his smile, reaching out and pulling my naked body tightly against his and we began to kiss, the steam rising up around us. We held each other’s heads in our hands as our kissing became more and more intense. The silence and peace of this beautiful place only added to the excitement we already had for each other.

We moved towards the edge of the water and found a cozy spot to sit, still submerged in the comfort of this crystal clear, warm water.  He held out his hand for me to join him and I looked into his eyes as I lowered myself down, straddling his lap. “I want you so bad, hon,” I whispered before placing a few small kisses on his lips and then his neck and chest.  He ran his hands up my back and then his fingers over my hair, brushing aside the loose locks that were hanging down over my eyes.  “I love you so much, Mrs. Bennett,” he said tracing my jawline lightly.  “I love you too, Mr. Bennett,” I said smiling back at him, glancing down at the wedding ring sparkling on my hand to admire it for the millionth time.  “It looks perfect there,” he said, pulling my attention away from it and back to him before his soft lips began delicately kissing mine.

I could feel the butterflies in my stomach as if it was the first time I was going to be with this man and, in a sense, it was.  It felt different now that he was my husband.  Deeper…. more meaningful…. special. This wasn’t actually the first time I would have my now husband inside of me, but the magic of the quickie we had upon arrival just wasn’t enough.  This however, was the moment that I’d been waiting for since walking down the aisle.  I looked into his eyes, at his gorgeous face, at the stunning scenery of the last of the colorful crispy leaves dropping all around us mixed with big snowflakes that were melting in the air, feet above us from the heat of the hot spring.  It was beyond magical.  As I took it all in my eyes filled with tears of joy and just then Kevin’s hands wrapped around my hips and slowly lowered me down onto him, erect and as ready for me as I was for him.

“I need to make love to my wife,” he said, as I felt him slowly penetrating me, finally filling me all the way as we both gasped and whimpered in pleasure.  "Our honeymoon is so perfect," he said as I rested my head on his shoulder as we slowly rocked back and forth, his erection pressing so deeply into me that he was rubbing my cervix. His hands pressed against my lower back in an attempt to get deeper inside of me and my arms wrapped tightly around him all with every last part of me wishing I never had to let go.  We kissed and grabbed at each other wildly, steadily rocking back and forth.

I began to cum as we stared into each other’s eyes until the intensity of the orgasm forced them closed. I cried out holding onto my new husband as tightly as I could, seemingly unable to satisfy the need for him that was consuming every fiber of my being.  I hung there, trying to catch my breath, just as I felt him starting to cum. I stroked his hair and kissed his forehead, cheeks, and lips, watching his face intently, soaking in and memorizing the look of his extreme pleasure.  “That’s it, babe, give it all to me,”  I whispered to him, still breathless myself as his moans and breathing increased until he emptied everything that was inside of him into me.  I’ll never forget how that moment felt as I felt my new husband cumming deeply inside of me, all for me, while the warm waters of the private hot spring bubbled vigorously around our skin.  My honeymoon….it was magnificent, and this was just the beginning.