[MF] How I [22M] proposed to my now-wife [21F] (and the aftermath)

The m-word was in play for Laura (not her real name) and I pretty soon after we met in college. We shared similar lifestyle plans, we both wanted kids in the future, and we were madly in love. One time she even blurted out, “I want to marry you!” while we were having sex. But we both agreed to at least wait until we were out of college before tying the knot. So I had a while to come up with the best proposal idea. Eventually I realized something: I’m a pilot, and Laura first fell in love with me when we were flying. So why not ask her to marry me while flying? Then, I set a D-Day: May 26, 2018, the Saturday after finals week. A week in advance, I asked her if she wanted to go up in the Cessna that day, to which she enthusiastically said yes. The day before, I called her parents and got the go-ahead. Then, D-Day came.

Our flight of choice was over Lake Michigan. As we flew out over the water, I began to get nervous that for whatever reason, she’d say. I was sweating, turning red, and tapping my feet. Laura noticed this, and she put her hand on my shoulder and asked, “Is anything wrong honey?” I know it was just a small gesture, but her ability to recognize my discomfort ironically made me more secure and confident in my upcoming proposal. I smiled at her and told her everything was perfectly fine, much to her relief. After we flew for some time, I asked her to open my flight bag and hand the nondescript black box in it to me. But little did she know, inside of this box was a velvet ring box, containing her engagement ring.

I took the ring box out, hiding it in my palm. I said Laura’s name to get her attention, since she was busy looking out over the miles of water. She looked at me, and I began to speak. “Laura, from the night I met you, I was in love with you. And once I got to know you, I realized I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. You’re the love of my life, and I wouldn’t trade you for anything else in the world. Well, maybe for the Lions to win a Super Bowl.” She giggled. I continued. “I’ve wanted to marry you for so long, my darling. I know you went out on a limb when you first expressed your love for me, and I am forever grateful that you did that. So I want to return to favor by going out on that same limb.” I extended my arm out and opened the box. “Laura… will you marry me?”

Laura’s mouth dropped open, and she put her hand over it. She teared up and said, “Yes! Yes I will!” She frantically kissed me while I continued to fly the plane. I put the ring onto her finger, and she continued to tear up, saying “It’s so beautiful!” She tugged on my arm and said, “Babe we need to land. I need you so much right now.” I obliged, and after what seemed like an eternity, we landed. I got out of the plane and walked over to her side. When I opened the door for her, she jumped into my arms and kissed me. “You’re gonna be my hubby!” she squealed with joy as I put her down. We ran to the car, and she frantically called her parents on her phone, shouting, “Paul and I are getting married!” She also took pictures of her engagement ring and sent them to her friends.

My heart swelled with pride and love for Laura, as she hugged and kissed me while I drove us home. Once we were back at our apartment, she jumped into my arms again and I carried her inside while we kissed passionately. As we stepped into our apartment, I looked into my future wife’s eyes. They were still coated with happy tears, and her beautiful smile stretched across her face. I rested my head against hers, pushing my big, aquiline nose against her small, perky nose (if you haven’t figured it out yet we love rubbing our noses together). She stroked my beard and kissed me more, saying “Ohhh Paul, I can’t wait to be your wife.” She jokingly added, “So are you ready to do chores 24/7 and have me spend all your money?” I smiled and responded, “Of course, as long as you know that you’re not allowed to have any male friends and you have to make me a sandwich whenever I want.”

Laura and I laughed at each other’s jokes, and I carried her into our bedroom. I put her down and laid on top of her, and we continued making out. She was wearing shorts and a big, comfy-looking hoodie that didn’t do her amazing chest justice, but she still looked just as beautiful to me. I slid my hand under her hoodie and shirt and tickled her tummy. She laughed as my hand made its way up her side, eventually stopping at her bra. I reached behind her back and undid her bra. Using my other hand, I pulled it out from under her hoodie and tossed it to the side. She pulled my head towards hers and said, “I want you to make love to me.” I wrapped my arms around her, kissed her passionately, and said “You don’t have to ask me twice.”

I pulled her shorts and panties down, while kissing her pelvic region and inner thighs. I took my shirt off, before reaching under her shirt and hoodie to take them off. I laid on top of my nude fiancé, humping her through my sweat pants. We kissed more, and she begged me to fuck her. I told her she needed to wait a bit longer. I went down and licked her pussy. I rubbed her clit at the same time, making her moan loudly. Then, I moved up a little and kissed her stomach, which she seemed to enjoy. After she practically shouted for me to fuck her, I finally took off my pants and boxers. I laid on top of her, aligned my cock with her pussy, and prepared to make love to my new fiancé.

I decided to tease her one last time, by thrusting my cock against her pussy lips without actually entering her. She cried out, “Fuck!” As I slid myself inside of Laura, she tilted her head back. I grabbed her chin and stared into her eyes. Her eyes watered, and her voice began to crack, as she let out a primal “I love you!” I immediately silenced her with a passionate kiss. I began sliding in and out of her rapidly. After a few minutes, she dug her fingernails into my back and screamed in pure bliss, while her wet pussy clenched around my cock. Her orgasm was beautiful, and I watched gleefully as my fiancé came with tears streaming down her face.

I wiped the tears from Laura’s face. She sniffled and said, “I want to taste us. I want to suck my juices off your cock.” I pulled out of her and got on my knees, presenting my erect member to her. She got on all fours and began to slowly lick the underside of my penis. I stroked her hair, and she kissed the head of my cock several times. “I love you and your cock so much. I can’t wait to be able to call it my hubby’s cock.” I pulled her head up to mine and kissed her, before saying, “I’ve wanted to be your husband for so long, Laura.” She continued to stroke my cock with her hand. She smiled at me and asked, “Are you going to cum soon?” I nodded, and she responded, “I want you to cum on my face. I want you to make a gooey mess on your future wife’s face.”

Laura took my cock into her mouth, sucking the mixture of precum and pussy juice off of it. After about a minute of her vigorous cocksucking, I groaned that I was going to cum. I quickly got off the bed and stood up, while Laura got on her knees in front of me. I briefly stroked my cock, before firing several powerful shots of cum at my fiancé’s face. She caught the last few ropes in her mouth, having enveloped my cock in her lips. She sucked the last few drops of cum out of my cock, before pulling her mouth away from it and giving me a big smile. Even though her entire face and mouth were covered with my semen, I couldn’t restrain myself from picking her up and kissing her romantically.

I laid Laura on the bed, before laying next to her. She rested herself on my chest, and we kissed for so long. She put her hand on my chest, and we looked at the engagement ring I had bought her. We began to ask each other questions about our engagement. “What will it be like to be married? Where are we going to have the wedding? What should we have for dinner tonight?” But in the end, none of the logistical stuff mattered to me at all. I was just excited that we were going to spend the rest of our lives together.

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