#crazy daisy

You, Ny, Sarah and Elin had holed up in your suite’s dressing room in a classic horde of slinky dresses, heels, make-up and hair. Sexy music played through the room’s speakers, and you were well into the second bottle of champagne, chocolate covered strawberries, and plenty of girl talk filled with sexual innuendo. There was a knock at the door and a beautiful dark-haired woman walked in hugging Ny and kissing both of her cheeks. Ny introduced her as a local friend, Milena, that she’d known for a while now. Milena offered a round of hugs and cheek kisses. She wore a burgundy velvet slip dress that had a deep v-neck and fell just below her bum. She was tall in a pair of matching stilettos. God she was stunning and she smelled like vanilla butter. Her bright green eyes, eyes that reminded you of Harry’s, complimented her dark, slightly wavy hair. She was dusted in sparkling body powder from her head to her endlessly long legs. Her heels clicked on the marble floors as she moved around the room. None of you had put your shoes on yet, so she was easily the tallest one in the room. She made no effort to hide her stare when you bent over looking at your reflection in the mirror to fix your lipstick. When Ny introduced everyone she HAD mentioned you were Harry’s girlfriend…hadn’t she?

You honestly couldn’t remember with all the champagne you had. “You ok?” Sarah asks you.

“Yes!” You walk to the bar and grab the next bottle and bring it back to the girls. “Now who needs a refill?”

Everyone raises their glass and you start filling them. When you get to Milena, she holds out her glass and you give her a shy smile as you fill her glass. “I love your dress, Milena,” you say softly. She smiles her most radiant smile. “Thank you! You are stunning,” she says leaning in very close to your ear.

“Thank you,” you say, smiling shyly.

“Cheers ladies!” Elin says loudly and you all move close together to clink glasses.

After a few clumsy and giggly tries everyone has their shoes on except for you.

“Dammit,” you say, giggling as you try and thread the strap through the hook.

“Those are platforms! You shouldn’t be having this much trouble,” Sarah says, giggling.

Your tongue is at the corner of your mouth and you’re trying to thread the strap through again.

Milena sits down next to you. “Go on downstairs girls. I’ll help her and we’ll join you soon.”

“Bye!” You say, giggling and blowing kisses.

Milena grabs your left leg and pulls it up onto her lap.

You gasp.

You watch as she deftly threads the strap through the buckle and slips it through. She moves to the other side of the couch and does the same thing with your other leg. It’s all very erotic…much more than it should be and you can feel your nipples harden under the silky material of your dress. “Thank you,” you say softly.

“You’re welcome.” She grabs your hand and helps you up from the couch and leads you to downstairs and to the dance floor with everyone else.

When the spiked vodka strawberries come out, you’re all giggling as you grab them and feed them to each other. You’re dancing and having a great time, when you see Milena in front of Ny. She has a piece of chocolate in between her teeth. You watch as Ny takes the chocolate and eats it. Milena moves through each of you one by one with the chocolate and finally she’s in front of you. You watch as she places the chocolate in between her teeth and places her hands on your hips. Then she’s leaning towards you and you take the chocolate from her, your full lips just barely grazing hers. You shiver.

“Eat,” she says softly.

You nod as you chew the chocolate. It’s sweet but also slightly earthy, but you can’t look away from Milena’s green eyes.

It doesn’t take long for the magical chocolate to kick in. You’d know if was safe no matter what because the other’s had taken it and were happily dancing and enjoying the music, not to mention the fact that shortly after you swallowed you asked Ny what it was. Probably not the best idea, but you trusted these girls like family. Ny simply explained it was chocolate infused with "magic mushrooms”.

Soon the music is infused in the air around you. You feel as if every note is being played for your very soul, and every cell in your body is vibrating with the base and treble. Your feet melt into the floor and although rooted to the ground you feel as if you’re floating on a cloud. You feel an intense need to sway to the thrum of the base in the music, even though you can’t really tell if it’s a fast or a slow song. It just feels like notes flowing through the air you breathe in and breath out. You look down because you aren’t sure what that feeling is on your thighs. It’s just the hem of your dress. You decided to wear your favorite little black dress. It features a hem that rests just below your bum, is backless just to the point of obscene and has little rhinestone covered silver chains draping along your back. At the moment, you felt as if the dress was simply an extension of your skin. You smooth your hands down your hips and run your fingers along your thighs below the hem. Has your skin always been this soft? You looked over to Elin who was swaying with her hair wisping along her beautiful face. All the girls in your group looked ethereal under the purple tinted lights of the bar. Soon another song came on that seemed to slow the world down to a sweet spin of mere sensation and breathless moments. You close your eyes and run your hands through your hair and let the strands slowly fall layer by layer. The rhinestones on your back caress your skin and feel like little cool kisses along your spine. As you enjoy the moment you feel a hand run down your arm from behind. You turn your head to see Milena swaying along with you her familiar green eyes holding your stare.

“How do you feel?” she asks her mouth close to your ear.

You’re simply floating with this beautiful woman. “Feel amazing,” you say softly.

“You’re such a beautiful woman, Harry is a lucky man,” she says smoothly.

“Thank you.”

You turn around and stumble slightly, so Milena steadies you with her hands on your hips while you grab her forearms.

“Careful, it can be unnerving at first,” she smiles.

She releases your hips but moves in close to dance with you. She smiles and grabs your hands raising them in the air threading her fingers with yours. You’re swaying your hips back and forth and sharing smiles when she moves her hands back to your hips as you move side to side.

It’s then you look back to the raised bar and there stands Harry, his arms crossed, and he’s staring with a smirk and one eyebrow raised.

You smile what you think is your most seductive smile at him. He looks so beautiful standing there watching you dance. You move your eyes back to your dancing partner. “Wanna put on a show for Harry. You in?”

Milena smiles her dazzling smile and nods her head. “I’ll follow your lead,” she whispers softly.

Everything feels like it’s in slow motion and every touch is amplified. You feel sensual and erotic and wanton. You want to show him a side of you he’s never seen before with someone you find attractive and who finds you attractive. You lift your fingers and slide your hands down Milena’s sparkly arms and turn around so your back is to her. Never taking your eyes from Harry’s, you grab her wrists and place her hands on your breasts. You see his eyebrows go up and him swallow. You lean your head back on her shoulder and sigh as you move her hands over your breasts. You move her hands to your hips and sway seductively, hands moving slowly down your body. You turn around so your back is to him, and he can see the low cut of your dress and Milena’s hands move to your lower back.

“How do you feel?” She asks you.

“Desired. Wanton. Free!”

She smiles. “Good because you are all of those things.”

You’re still swaying your hips, grinding on her. When you look back at her face, she has another piece of chocolate between her teeth. You don’t hesitate before you take it from her as Harry watches on in awe as your lips brush hers.

She waits for you to swallow it and then holds up another piece of chocolate. “Open,” she says and places the chocolate between your teeth. “For Harry.” She can see you’re trying to say something. She opens your clutch and places a chocolate bar inside and snaps it closed. “Thank me later. Go to him now.”

You nod and carefully walk towards him. When you reach him, he gently takes the chocolate from your mouth, and you watch as he chews it. “Miss me?”

“Looks like tha question is… d’ya miss me?” he says eyeing you up and down as he happily wraps his arms around your waist and kisses your lips.

“Mmmm, I did miss you, H.” you say licking your lips tasting the faint flavor of tequila.

“Seems like my baby is feelin’ kinna nice, yeah?” he comments smirking, smiling and nosing your ear.

You nod looking a bit guilty, “Umm…can you excuse me, I’m gonna go powder my nose, I’ll be right back.” You peck his lips and turn toward the ladies room enjoying the way his hand taps your ass on the way.

He turns to keep his eyes on you as you make your way, then turns back around to search for Ny chuckling to himself. Catching her eye, he smiles and crooks his finger to motion her to come to him. She rolls her eyes and but heads toward him.

“Hey Harry,” she says on a giggle.

“Ny…havin’ a nice night?” he asks in a deep, slow voice with a highly amused grin and a kiss to her cheek.

She returns his kiss and strikes a mischievous, churlish grin as he puts his arm around her.

“So, uh-hum,” he clears his throat trying not to laugh, “wha d’ya friend,” he clears his throat again, “give ma girlfriend?”

She burst into laughter and looks behind her where all the girls are looking over, giggling and waving to Harry and blowing kisses at them.

“H, it’s just a little cocoa laced with some shrooms,” she says slightly rolling her eyes.

He cocks his head, “Oh, ‘s tha’…right?” He’s chuckling and shaking his head.

“Oh relax, Harry, she’s a big girl, she’s gonna be fine,” she chastises.

“Yeah, well, ya dinna share wi’ us gents and, hey, wha’ abou’ ya friend there, think she’s got the hots fo’ ma girl,” he states pretending to be jealous.

“Maybe, I dunno?” she says shrugging, “Whatcha gonna do, H, beat her up?” she comments with a smirky smile, “besides looked to me like “your girl” was returning Milena’s interest.”

He cocks his head and give a face to express his amusement with her teasing, “Yeah, I know, right?”

About that time, you return from the ladies room, looking a little wide-eyed and grasping your HS and bee necklace. You stride over and put your arm around Ny’s waist and kiss her cheek. “This has been such a nice night out, Ny, we should do this more often!”

Harry’s chuckling on the inside and immensely enjoying watching your carefree mood.

Ny excuses herself back to the dance floor and you sway up to Harry and press your body to his. “So Harry, you interested in getting me outta here? Cause, I’m interested in getting you…” you lean forward to his ear, “naked.”

He sucks in his lips and shakes his head on a smirk. “Wha’ ‘m I gon’ do wi’ you...” he mumbles wrapping his arms around your waist.

“What aren’t you gonna do to me?” You say breathily in his ear. “You’ve got a very high, very WET willing participant. All you have to do is take her upstairs.”

“Jus’ you though, righ?” He licks his lips. “Don’ have ta share ya, do I?”

“Welll…I mean…I’m sure Milena would be open to it. Let me just ask her,” you say as you pull away from him.

He grabs your hand. “No’ s’fast.” He pulls you flush to him. “I’d like ya all ta myself…if tha’s ok wi’ ya.”

You smile and kiss his lips. “I only have eyes for you, Harry. I enjoyed the attention, but I only want you. Never doubt that.”

He lets out a breath. “Thank god. No’ s’good wi’ sharing.”

You smile. “Me either. Now take me to bed and have your way with me.”

He chuckles. “Ya demanding when your high, know tha’?”

You giggle. “Lemme just say goodbye to the girls.” You walk back to the group and kiss them all goodnight and they tease you about sex on shrooms. Milena gives you kisses on both cheeks and a soft smile. “Call me next time you’re in Prague. My number is on the chocolate bar.”

You promise her you will and she watches as you go back to Harry and hug him. You turn your head and give her a small wave and smile as you walk out of the bar.

You’re both starting to feel the edible effects as you walk in your hotel room. You sit down on the bed and sigh. You slowly unbuckle your shoes and let them thunk to the floor. Harry kicks his shoes off and grabs your hands, pulling you up to him. “Ya look s’sexy. Couldn’t believe it when I saw ya dancing wi’ tha’ girl.”

You wrap your arms around his neck. “Everything feels so good. What’s sex on shrooms feel like?”

He laughs his breathy little laugh. You can feel his breath on your skin and see it in the air.

“S’good. Really, really fucking good.”

You look on in amazement because you can see the words in bubble letters come out of his mouth. You step back and grab the hem of your dress and peel it off. You watch his mouth drop open.

He looks down your body and back up…and he can see bees all around you like you’re a jar of honey. He pulls his shirt off and pushes his pants and boxers down his legs. He moves close to you and kisses you, his hands just barely lighting on your hips. Gotta be careful of the bees, he thinks. His kisses slide down your neck and he picks you up and places you on the edge of the bed, pushing your legs apart. He can see your honey! It’s dripping from your cunt. “S’my honey,” he says before he licks a stripe up your slit, collecting as much as he can.

You’re propped up on your elbows watching him as he keeps licking your slit from hole to clit. You swear you can feel everything ten times more than you normally do and the sounds! You can hear him licking! He’s licking you like a watermelon you think and then you see watermelons by his head. They look so real…

Harry pushes your legs open wider and wraps his hands around your thighs. “Gotta get all tha’ honey,” he mumbles against your pussy and then he presses his mouth to your hole and he’s thrusting his tongue.

Your hands grip the sheets underneath you and you can see the watermelons dancing along with jars of honey. “Ahhhh!!! Ohhhh…” Time slows down as you watch your words leave your mouth and disappear into a fog.

His whole chin is covered in your wetness as he slides his tongue to your clit. It’s wet and swollen and he giggles as a bee lands on your clit. “Bet that tickles,” he says. He smiles as you cry out above him. “Go on, little bee. This is my honey.” He watches as it flies away and he sucks your clit into his mouth and moans and the vibrations cause you to whimper his name.

You can’t take your eyes off him and the watermelons and honey jars. Your hands go to his curls and you watch as his curls dance under your fingers. “I…ohhhh…mmm…pop…cumming! Gonna pop!” Your words float up to the ceiling and pop just at the same time you cum. You’ve never cum like this before…in vivid colors, your entire body pulsing as he works you through it. You drop fully to the bed and smile completely blissed out.

“Baby, d’ya feel them flutt’rin’ ‘round?” he says crawling up to lie next to you. “When you came they were flutt’rin all ‘round ya so fast.”

“Felt something kissing my skin all over and you were licking a watermelon, like your song. Oh Harry, I love you so much. Do you love me?” you babble in response.

He leans over to kiss you deeply, “Swee’heart, I love ya mo’ than anythin’…me an’ tha bees love ya so much an’ I’m dying ta jus’…’m dying ta make love ta ya. Really, really wanna watch ya make love wi’ me…think it’d be so beautiful ta see…”

You sit up and bounce onto your knees next to him, “Oh, I wanna see too! Let’s do it on the floor in that closet by the mirror. Harry, your lips are the color of a watermelon…,” you scrutinize his mouth, “ugh…nevermind. Anyway, come’on we can make a palette in front of that mirror and make love!” you say already moving to grab the pillows from the bed. “Up, Up… need the blankets!”

“Ok, Ok…” he says giggling, “Jesus, woman ‘m so hard.” While you’re rushing to the closet to toss the pillows down, he’s still trying to get up from the bed. “Hope the bees don’t leave,” he says as you leave the room.

You stop and turn around, “Bees? Oh you mean, my necklace, you say touching your neck. Ok!” you say hurriedly as if you have the answers to all things questionable.

Harry just laughs and says, “Yeah, those bees…,” you go back to the closet, she’s lost her mind, she doesn’t know about her bees and honey, but I do, he thinks.

You rush back into the room and you both work to gather the blankets and finish the palette you started in the big walk-in closet. True to his word, your nakedness is fucking incredible in the mirror. “Look babe, ‘s like there are two of us, one here an’ one there,” he says pointing to your reflections.

“Lay down, honey,” you say pointing to the pillow covered floor with the duvet doubled on top.

Harry grins and grabs you around the waist. “I love ya honey…just had some…right here,” he says pointing to his mouth.

He lays down and flops to his back and you stand straddled over his hips. He runs his hands up and down your legs, from your ankles to the backs of your knees. “Ya s’tall an’ sexy, love…an’ I love ya s’much.”

You look down and feel tears well up in your eyes. You squat down and rest on your knees hovering over his waist. “Harry, you do love me…I know it…,” you cover your heart with both hands, “I really feel it and it’s so colorful, you make my world so colorful and I don’t have to have Milena’s special chocolate to feel and see your colors.”

He sits up and brushes through your hair with his fingers. Then pulls your head to his, his lips leaning into yours, “Ya tha one wi’ tha colors, love, ‘m jus’ the lucky bastard tha’ gets ta shine tha light on ‘em.”

He thumbs away your tears and kisses you softly. You respond with your own soft kisses and then work your way to his jaw. “I love this jaw, ‘s so sharp, I used to fantasize about how it would feel, how it would taste,” you continue to kiss to his ear, “you can’t imagine what I used to fantasize about with you…” You gasp lightly when you feel his cock surge up and touch your bum.

“Tell me mo’, babe, wanna hear all abou’ ya fantasies,” he says groaning and running his hands down your back.

You toss your head back and to the side then catch a glimpse of yourselves in the mirror. “Look Harry,” you whisper, “look at our colors…”

“I see them,” he says without taking his eyes off you.

You huff, “You didn’t even look, H!”

“Yeah, I did, I see all our colors…now tell me mo’ abou’ ya fantasies.”

“One-track mind, much?”

“Tell me…he says popping your bum with a light slap.

“That’s one…,” you say with a giggle, “a spank with your big beautiful hands…”

“Wha’ else…? D’ya make y’self cum thinkin’ abou’ me?” he asks looking at your tits and running his hands down your shoulders.

You pop your fingers to your mouth. “Yeah, lots of times…,” you admit.

“I’d get so wet watching you…,” you moan as he cups your breast and leans forward to take your nipple into his mouth. “I would have to rush home to touch myself, you always made me cum, always, Ahh-Ahh!”

“Wha’ did I do ta make ya cum, sweet girl?” he asks eyes back on yours.

“You’d touch me and put these inside me,” you say pulling his fingers to your mouth, you place his middle finger and ring finger in your mouth and suck on them. You pull them out licking them with your tongue. “I could even imagine sucking your cock and make myself cum.”

“Open an’ get ‘em mo’ wet, baby,” he says pushing them back into your mouth. He pushed them deep in and your mouth waters around them.

He pulls them out a string of spit from them to your bottom lip. He shakes his head at the little line as it breaks when he moves them down to your core where he immediately pushes them inside.

He whines and leans his forehead to your chest, “Jesus, babe, dinna need ta get ‘em wet, d’ya.”

You gasp as his fingers enter you and curl up locating your g spot. Everything is shimmery and he’s surrounded by a huge rainbow with hearts around it. “Ohhhhh…” you say softly and watch as the words bounce into his rainbow and get absorbed in the clouds.

You roll your head back and arch your back. "S'it good sweet girl?"

You nod.

“Ya are my sweet girl, yanno? Sweet wi' honey..." he trails kisses down your stretched neck to your chest.

“It’s good. It’s so so good. I…oh god…there’s rainbows everywhere.” He sucks your nipple into his mouth and bites it just the way you like. He looks over to his hand on your other breast and smiles because the bees are back and lighting on your breast. “Mmmm…the bees are back,” he says as he pops off. “Do they tickle?” He asks, the tip of his tongue circling your nipple.

“Yes, tickles!” You say giggling and grinding your clit against his palm.

"Ya skin's s'pink an' these nipples look like like flowers with berries in tha middle," he groans laving your nipple. "Harry, you're talking in lyrics, I can hear the music in my head and I see the words all around," you say rolling your hips. He pulls his fingers from inside you, smears your wetness on your clit and traces circles around the swollen nub. "I wan' this lil berry, babe, love tha way it feels," he says accent thick and his voice almost singing to your ears. "That's not how it goes, H, It's a summer feeling that you want, oh fuck that feels so good...don't stop, please."

“I can’ stop. Can’ stop touching ya berry…it’s s’soft an’ wet. Ya s’soft an’ ya smell s’good. No wonder the bees are after ya. They wan’ ya honey like me.”

I’m in his rainbow paradise, you think to yourself. Your tummy is quivering and the rainbows are starting to sway. Your fingernails dig into his shoulders. “Ungh!!! Harry! Ohgodohgodohgodohgod!” Again, the colors explode in front of your eyes and suddenly you DO see the bees! They’re flying around the rainbows. “Mmm…mmmm…mmm” you chant as he works you through it.

Just like on the dance floor you feel like you’ve melted into the ground, like gravity and nature have pulled you into toward the center of all things that grow from the center of the universe. You giggle at yourself, "That can't happen we're on the tenth floor."

"Hmm, d'ya say somethin' babe?" Harry says pulling back from kissing your neck. He stops to put his fingers in his mouth, "Mmm, honey s'sweet,"

You lean forward and kiss the shell of his ear, "God, Harry, you gotta cum like this! It's so intense and feels so good," you whisper wanting to share the exquisite moment with him.

He groans against your neck. “Wan’ ta. Wanna cum so bad.”

He pulls back to look in your eyes. “Lift up, baby. Put me inside ya. God, love bein’ inside ya.” He kisses you as you lift up slightly and sink down on his cock. He lets out a loud groan. “Fuck! Holy fuck, ya feel s’good!”

You gasp as you feel the delicious pinch of him and then you smile at the feeling of him inside you. Everything has gone pink and cartoony and you realize you’re in the Pleasing ad. “It’s so pretty,” you say breathily.

You look around and catch a glimpse of yourselves in the mirror. "Look Harry, look at us!" you whisper-shout. “Look at all the dancing and...you...Harry look at you, you glow." You lean back just a little, enough to trace the swallows on his collar, fluttering their wings. "Tickles, huh?" you ask.

He perks up, "It does...ya see 'em too!" referring to the bees.

You look confused. Rubbing his collarbone you say, "Yeah, I see them, they're right here," He seems so satisfied even though you’re both talking about different things.

You start moving your hips up and down and it causes your shroom induced fantasy to move too and you feel like you and Harry are merging together…your bodies and your hearts and souls are entwined. It’s surreal and cosmic. It’s just you and him in time and space. One of the Pleasing cat flowers wraps it’s stems around your hand and then around both of your bodies fusing you together and then everything gets even more intense. “Do you feel it, Harry? We’re bound. Together. It’s just you and me. I…, holy shit, you feel good.”

His hands slide up your sides to your breasts but all you see is the petals of the Pleasing flowers caressing your skin and breasts. Your fingers caress the flowers in his curls and you giggle. They’re like pets, you think, giggling some more.

Harry leans back slowly, lying all the way back and his curl flops back off his head. “Don’ go…” you say missing his close contact.

“’M right here, sweet’eart, not leaving ya. I jus’ wanna watch ya, baby, wanna see us make love,” he says with a sigh. He grabs your hips so he can feel grounded with you. You raise your hands and stretch your torso up high, your movements slowing to a deep, circling grind on his hips while he’s deep inside you. He helps you circle, “Holy fuck, baby… yeeeeaahh…” His eyes are fluttering and his neck is stretched.

“Feels so good,” you say looking at yourselves in the mirror. You move your eyes back to Harry who is also looking over to the mirror smiling blissfully.

“So fuckin’ beautiful…it really is jus’ you an’ me….” He returns his stare to your face then reaches up to run his hand down your sternum to your belly, “I love this body so much, wan’ ya on me all tha time.” Looking down to where you’re connected, “Look, love, we really are connected… ‘M inside ya.”

You lean back resting one hand on his knee and run your hand down your tummy to where he’s buried deep. Harry brings his hand up to where yours is so you can both feel the connection.

“Look in the mirror, Harry. Tell me what you see,” you say, your head thrown back as your clit is stimulated on every grind down on him.

He groans, his head turning to the mirror. “They’re bees all around ya, they wan’ ya honey. They’re lightin’ all over ya. An’ ya covered in flowers. The bees are on the flowers. Tell me wha’ ya see.” His eyes move back to look at you and it’s your turn to look in the mirror.

“Mmmm…it looks like your Pleasing ad. It’s so pretty and it moves with us. The flowers are wrapped around us…connecting us. Oh god…I’m close! So close!”

“Cum fo’ me,” he pants out, hands moving your hips over his harder.

“Ahhhhh! Harry… oh my god!” It’s intense and you can feel your high in every cell of your body. Colors explode in front of your eyes as you look down at him below you. “Love you, love you, love you,” you chant as his fingers move over your clit to prolong your orgasm for as long as possible.

You fall forward kissing him, “Harry, it’s your turn to cum, please, I wanna see it.” You rest your hands on either side of his head leaning forward slightly. It causes your tits to sway forward and brush against the hair on his chest. Harry shifts until his legs are bent for leverage and he thrusts up. “Come on, Harry, it feels so good,” you say biting your bottom lip. “I’m yours, Harry, I’m all yours…,” you rest your lips over his chest, “Can feel your heart beat on my lips and in my pussy, come on, baby, cum for me; cum inside me!” He pushes deep inside and pulls you down by the hips to still as he circles his hips grinding up. “Babe, babe, babe…’m cumming, hold on, hold on…” You twist the duvet under your hands, “Harry, I can feel it…I can feel you filling me up!”

“AHHHHH…UNGH! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He pants out. You were right…it feels so good. He can feel it all the way down to his curled toes. His head pushes back into the pillow, neck veins straining as he cums. Colors explode behind his eyes as he empties inside you. “Fuck, I love ya. Ya (pant) were (pant) made (pant) fo’ (pant) me (pant)!”

You kiss his jaw as he comes down, your hands on his cheeks.

“Mmmm…” he says, as his lips find yours. “I mean it… I…Jesus, ya amazin’.”

You press your lips to his again, soft, open-mouthed kisses. His lips feel so good, and you moan into his mouth as his tongue slips into your mouth to tangle with yours.

His hands grip your hips hard as he pulls you closer to him, your breasts flush to his chest. You’re bodies are still thrumming from your orgasms and the effects of the mushrooms.

“Mmmm…” you moan into his mouth.

He pulls back, his lips wet, and smiles the most blissed out smile. You run your hand back through his curls…they still look like they’re swaying gently. “You’re so beautiful baby.”

His cheeks actually turn pink. It’s not often you can make him blush. You can still see the Pleasing cat flowers around your bodies, their stems binding you together, their petals on his shoulders.

“Ya so, so beautiful, love and ya mine. All mine.” He’s still smiling as he sees the bees still lighting all over you. You look like a goddess, glowy and at one with nature.

“Are you tired?”

He nods. “I am, bu’ I don’ wanna go ta sleep yet, do you?”

“No, because everything looks so cool still! I just…can we get in bed and just cuddle until this goes away?”

He nods and leans up to kiss you softly.

“Help me get the bed made?”

“Of course.”

You both scramble up and put your bed back in order, still giggly over all of the things you’re seeing as you look around the room.

You both brush your teeth and you watch amazed as the animals from the Pleasing ad dance in front of you in the mirror.

You crawl in bed and snuggle up together and you’re both giggling, looking around, and kissing. You yawn as you’re coming down…the visions fade and you both fall into a deep sleep.

***** 7:00 a.m. the next morning*****

The sun has just breached the horizon and is shining his golden rays in your hotel suite. Apparently, in your love and mushroom induced haze from the night before neither of you hadn’t remembered to pull the room darkening curtain, so the white sheers allowed Mr. Sunshine to kiss your morning eyelids. You shiver slightly, the duvet kicked to the bottom of the bed leaving you and Harry snuggled in as spoons under the simple white flat sheet. You shift your eyes down to where he has wrapped his arm around you. His skin is such a beautiful tan shade of golden brown, his nails painted a golden yellow and his cross tattoo kinda hidden by your breast. He enjoys sleeping with a hand cupping one of your breasts possessively; and you find it to be erotically romantic that he feels so carefree with your body, treating it as a mere extension of his own. God, those hands of his! He could play an instrument and make beautiful music, and he could play your body like an instrument – one he had a perfected his talent at playing. He certainly knew how to make you sing with those long fingers! You pull his hand up from your breast and kiss the inside of his palm. “I love you,” you whisper with your eyes closed, vowing that he never, ever question that.

“Mmmm, love ya too,” he whispers in return leaning forward to kiss the shell of your ear.

“You’re awake…it’s early… you can sleep a little longer if you want.”

“Beautiful woman’s in ma bed, don’t wanna sleep. How d’ya feel, love?”

Then the memories of last night’s activities came flooding back to your mind. You bury your head into the pillow and giggle, a little embarrassed by your attempts as playing sexy vixen.

“I can’t believe I acted so…,” you start.

“Fuckin’ happy an’ sexy,” Harry finishes.

You laugh out loud at that. “Uhh… yeah, right…I must’ve looked ridiculous!”

It’s Harry’s turn to chuckle, “Umm, I KNOW ya sexy an’…I don’t know, babe, Milena sure seemed ta think ya were sexy.” He’s running his hand down your side and trailing his hands on the side of your breast and then circling your nipple with his middle finger. “This ok?” he asks softly placing kisses behind your ear.

You shiver and simply hum your approval and arch your back into his hard cock nestled against the crease of your bum.

“Oh Milena, she’s quite beautiful,” you say with a moan, “Everything last night was quite beautiful. Oh, and the sex! Harry, it was like our….Ok, this is going to sound crazy, but it’s like our love had color and it surrounded us with colors and living things, and the intensity…and my orgasm! Ahhh!” you stop as he pinches your nipple and sucks on your shoulder.

“I love tha way ya say “orgasm”, so fuckin’ sexy when ya say it like tha’,” Harry says running his hand down your tummy. “Say it again…”

You giggle.

“Please,” he asks again.

“Well, when you ask so nicely… I really liked my orgasm last night,” you whisper saucily.

“Which one?” he teases.

You turn over to your back slightly so you can meet his eyes, “All of them.”

“Ya had quite a bit of tequila last night, I think the best cure fo’ a morning hangover is mo’ orgasms, yeah?” He runs his hand down your mound, just a soft touch.

“I don’t think I have a hangover,” you say with a grin.

“No? No need for an orgasm?” he teases, tweaking your nipple.

“Ahh…Hahh…Oh, I definitely need as many orgasms as you’re willing to give me,” you say running your hand down his chest.

“As many as I can give ya, hmmm? I like a challenge as much as tha next man. Should at least get four outta ya, don’ ya think?” His hand slides from your breast to your pussy, fingers lightly circling your clit.

“Four?” You say, gulping.

“Ya wan’ ta try for mo’ then? Fine, I can try fo’ six.” He says, smirking as he kisses your collarbone.

“Ummm…I dunno about that.”

He laughs his breathy little laugh. “Why don’ we jus’ play it by ear, yeah? Ya feel like ya wanna cum, cum. Ya don’, tha’s ok too.”

You sigh. His voice is so soothing and his fingers feel so good on your clit.

His fingers move to your entrance to collect your wetness and you gasp. He moves back to your clit, still softly circling.

“Mmmm…”

“S’it feel good?”

You nod, licking your lips. His fingers slide to your entrance again, fingertips just barely breaching you and your back arches. He kisses down your neck to your breast, lips latching onto your nipple and sucking hard.

Your hips jerk up.

“Ya gonna cum, baby? God, I wish we were in the pink room. The things I’d do ta ya if we were there,” he says against your nipple.

“Mmmm…yes…I…oh!” Your hips are moving of their own accord. You can feel a slow orgasm simmer in your belly.

He smiles as he looks up at your face from under his lashes, tongue circling your nipple before his teeth close around it and bites down.

“Ahhhh! Ohhhh…mmmm…”

He moves so his lips are right by your ear, breath hot on your neck. “Doin’ s’good fo’ me, baby. Look s’beautiful like this.”

Your fist grips the sheet next to you and you bite your lip as you reach your high. It softly rolls through your body and you sigh as you come down. You open your eyes to find his and you smile.

He never takes his eyes off you as he leans down just to place a barely there kiss to first one nipple and then the other. “Need mo’ of ya.”

You shiver and goosebumps rise all over your body. “Cold, babe?” he asks pulling the sheet over you both

“Just feel so good, H.” you say running your hands through his hair. “Last night these curls were moving on their own. It was so sexy, I love this curl right here,” you say flipping the front curl with your fingers, “when you get caught up in the moment, it hangs down in your eye and it’s so so fuckin’ sexy.”

He smirks, “Like fo’ ya ta grab it and tug.”

“Like this?” You ask threading your fingers through his front and fisting it slightly.

“Fuck, yeah,” he says closing his eyes and rutting his pelvis down into the mattress.

He rests his chin on your tummy, “Listen, wanna taste, but don’ cum, yeah? Wanna watch ya, think ya can hang on a little fo’ me?”

You nod, “Yes, Harry,” you say softly.

He shakes his head and kisses your tummy, “Fuckin’ love hearin’ ma name like tha’,” He works his way down your tummy to your mound where he stops and wraps his arms around your thighs. He places both hands on your hips and uses his thumbs on either side of your slit to open your pussy where your little clit is peaking out from under its hood. He licks his lips and places a gentle kiss there rolling his eyes up your body to meet your stare. “S’wet fo’ me… smell so good… make me s’hard. Ya ready fo’ mo’?”

You thread your fingers through his hair again and give it a gentle tug, “You do this to me, Harry, only you… Mmmm,” he licks a circle around your clit, “I never wanted anyone like I want you, and I realize after last night, that my body only comes alive for you, because I’m yours…was made for you.” You see his bum flex under the white sheet as he presses down to get some pressure on his hard cock.

He pulls one hand around and take his middle and ring fingers into his mouth, sucking and licking them, before sliding them down from clit to entrance where he pushes them in slowly, his eyes never leaving his task, brows furrowed in concentration. As soon as they’re seated deep he looks up your body to see your head roll on the pillow mouth slack with pleasure. “Don’t cum, yet, yeah?”

You nod.

“Words please?”

“I won’t cum until you tell me.”

He starts pumping and curling his fingers, he’s searching for that spongy spot on the upper wall, his spot.

You arch your back, “Right there, right there!” you call out.

His other hand is still on your tummy, his thumb rolling back and forth over the hood of your clit, but not directly on it. It’s a slow stimulation.

He leans to the side and places a kiss on your inner thigh. “Love doin’ this ta ya, ya so fuckin’ sexy when ya all fucked out, jus’ hold it fo’ me, kay?”

You roll your hips on his fingers, “Atta girl, can ya get y’self there on ma fingers?”

“Oh yeah, it’s so good, H. Fingers feel so good,” you mutter while you roll your hips.

He leans forward and pulls your clit into his mouth, popping on and off rapidly.

You roll your head and hold your hand up in a stop motion, “There, Harry, I’m there, go slow, go slow, Mmmmm.” You’re a moaning mess with quivering legs. “No, no, no, slow, slow, slow…”

“Yeah, baby just roll wi’ it, hang there jus’ a little longer, love. Look at me.”

You look down and he’s smiling, “Ya so wet, baby, makin’ a mess…love it s’much. Try not ta think abou’ it, but I do. Think abou’ ya all wet an’ holdin’ on fo’ me.”

“Har-ry, please,” you beg softly.

“Ya right there, huh? That place where ya abou’ ta fall, jus’ a few mo’ seconds fo’ me, doin’ s’good.”

He pulls his fingers out and you whimper. “Shh, I got ya, babe,” he coos.

“Don’t stop, Don’t stop…” you whine.

He crawls up your body and rests his weight on your torso, “I love ya, I wanna feel this wi’ ya.”

Positioning his hard cock at your entrance, he slowly pushes in and you groan and roll your head back digging it into the pillow.

“Ya ready to cum, love?”

“Yes, Harry.”

“Wrap ya legs round me.”

You do as he says and your crossed ankles rest at the base of his spine. You’re wide open for him and a rush of wet arousal runs down your channel.

He begins a slow thrust that feels so intense. “So good….it’s so good!” you sob tears leaking out of your eyes and down to your ears.

“Baby, move wi’ me.”

You are both rolling and rocking together chasing your orgasms. “Wanna cum together,” you say cupping his cheeks.

“I’m so close, H.”

“Me too, I fuckin’ love ya s’much,” he groans with a clenched jaw.

You rest your forehead on his, “Harry, I’m cumming, you feel it?” you squeak in a high-pitched whisper.

You’re clenching hard on him and the wait has built up to a ultimate crescendo of sensations.

Your wetness is flowing and he’s slipping in and out so easily. “Feel s’good, love, Jesus, baby, feels s’tight an’ wet!”

Your legs start squeezing him tight and he’s getting sloppy in his movements. He’s lost in the intensity. “Cumming,” is all he says before thrusting deep and stilling his movements.

“Haaarrryyy…”

“Come on baby, cum fo’ me”

You’re holding each other so tight. It’s a lover’s embrace where you connect into one entity. It’s a moment that’s shared with only each other and the sentiment and the sensation is almost too much to bear.

Your hips roll up to his and then you gasp as you cum, your fingernails digging into his shoulders, toes curling where they’re wrapped around his waist. You chant his name like a mantra as you pulse around him. His head drops to your neck, both of you breathing loud in the quiet of the room. You sigh and hug him to you tighter, tears leaking out of the corners of your eyes. You’re feeling bad about what happened with Milena last night. It feels like you cheated on him in the cold light of the morning. “I’m sorry about last night, Harry,” you whisper. “I let things get out of hand with Milena and I’m sorry if I hurt you.”

He pulls his head up so he can look in your eyes, thumbs moving to wipe your tears. “‘S’ok baby. Ya were jus’ havin’ a good time. I was surprised, sure, bu’ ya didn’t hurt me.” He smiles a soft smile.

“Are you sure? It feels wrong now.”

He chuckles. “Baby, jus’ had some of the best sex of my life last nigh’ an’ jus’ now, promise nothin’s wrong.”

You smile and place your hands on his cheeks. “I love you. I’ve always loved you. It won’t happen again.”

He leans down to press soft kisses to your lips. “Apology accepted. I love ya…mo’ than anythin’. Ya wan’ brekkie?”

You nod and smile. “As long as you’re with me, yeah, I do.”