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He says my newfound confidence is turning him on. He then surprises me saying he can't wait until he if free to marry me. We then continue walking hand in hand until we come to a group of girls playing volkeyball. He takes,me off guard almost immediately picking me up. He explains he is just trying to keep me safe from anything hitting me, although he explains how much he loves my thighs jiggling he just doesn't want me to get hurt. He then continues telling me how much he loves my thighs jiggling in his hands, feeling my soft abs as well as wiping and kissing my tears. He reminds me how beautiful, caring and sexy I am.
As we stop and he looks into my eyes I can't help feel them begin to fill up with happy tears. I notice through my now blurry vision he seemed to have tears filling his eyes too.
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Seeing her eyes filling with precious tears make mine involuntarily follow in a similar manner. I smile as I tell her: “You always know how to make me feel in heaven, first, your sensual thighs jiggle in my hands, then you give me your precious tears. Don’t hesitate to allow them to course down your beautiful cheeks unchecked, I’ll lovingly wipe and kiss them, no matter who sees us.”
I lean and kiss her right cheek, about two inches below her eye.
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He smiles at me as he tells me I know how to make him feel in heaven explaining how my thighs jiggle in in his hands and my precious tears. He tells me to never hesitate to let them fall unchecked, he'll wipe and kiss them no matter who is around.
I see him lean in and feel him kiss just below my right eye. I can't help but feel a tear begin flowing involuntarily down my right eye. I let it flow unchecked as I wait to see what his previous tears will do (as they haven't left his eyes yet).
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As soon as I kiss her cheek, I see a tear shining as it escapes her eye, I smile and, devoutly, kiss her tear as it rolls down about an inch, kissing the streak just above the tear.
I feel my eyes still blurry, my tears are balancing as if hesitating to escape or to stay in. Skk I’mnce I have my hands busy (as I am carrying her like a princess) I just say: “thank you (she knows it’s for allowing me to kiss her tear)”, hoping a few more roll down her cheeks.
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He tells me "Thank you". I know he is greatful for my tears. As his hands are still busy (he's still carrying me) I hope his tears loose their battle with gravity so I can tenderly wipe them for him.
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As I see her beautiful eyes, I notice her intention, she feels the need to reciprocate the love gesture and wipe my tears. I give a quick glance around and, fortunately we are alone in a large plot of beach. I lean to kiss her lips... gravity does its work, a tear from each of my eyes slip out and land on her cheeks, I abruptly lift my face, feeling a second tear artistically streak each of my cheeks.
I smile at her without turning my face to her (to prevent the tears from dropping on her) I just turn my eyes down to hers...
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He leans in letting his precious tears fall from his eyes and land on my cheeks. He quickly lifts his face seemingly a bit embarrassed (of his tears on my cheeks) as another pair of tears escape his eyes and start their way down his cheeks.
I see him smile at me, this time only turning his eyes down to look at me. "I love you more than words and value each of your precious tears you allow to fall...even if they land on my cheeks." I whisper as I slowly lean in to kiss one of his still falling tears off his now flushed left cheek.
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As I feel my beautiful and sensitive girlfriend kissing a tear from my left cheek, I reply: "I am not embarrassed to show you my tears, I became self conscious wondering if there are bystanders, as a matter of fact I love when you kiss my tears." I squeeze her thigh, feeling it jiggle, actually, more than jiggle, she's so relaxed, her muscles wobble in my hand.
I place her down so we continue walking (and I have my hands free to wipe her tears if more choose to fall).
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As I am kissing a tear off his left cheek he explains he's not embarrassed to show ME his tears, it's the bystanders that embarrass him. He tells me with a smile, how much he loves when I kiss his tears. I then feel him squeeze my thigh making it jiggle before he places me down.
As we continue walking I can't help but ask curiously "So what is it about bystanders that make you embarrassed? I mean in my opinion any girl would be lucky to have a guy as sweet and sensitive as you, who lets his tears flow unchecked just for them."
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I feel as if the ground is shaking as she asks me why the embarrassment in front of others as many girls would love it. I quickly reply: “I guess I have been brought up with the idea that men don’t cry, and if they do, they are seen as less of a man, no matter the reason, no matter who sees.” I stay silent for a moment, then continue: “And, if you think so, then why were you embarrassed to cry in front of bystanders as well? Especially since you look so beautiful with tears rolling down your cheeks.”
I look into her still watery eyes and the reflection of recently wiped tears on her cheeks.