He leaned down and our lips met, and once again, the world went away as we kissed. I slid my arms up around his neck and clung to him, feeling the reassurance of his hands on me. He shifted his hips, and suddenly his cock was lying along my vertical slit, the bottom edge of it nestling between my lips. He began to move his hips slightly, causing his cock to slide against me. As he moved, my lubrication coated him, making our skin slippery where it joined.
“Mmm,” I moaned into his mouth, and my legs instinctively moved up around him, pressing my inner thighs against his sides as I opened myself to him.
He pressed his hips harder against me, causing his cock to ride lower in my intimate furrow. I could now feel it grazing against my clitoris, as his hairy balls tickled the groove of my bum with each of his strokes. I giggled softly.
He lifted his head and looked at me. “Is this ok?”
I smiled up at him. “This is very nice. Let’s just keep doing it.”
He smiled back at me. “Trust me, Kathryn.”
He continued to move his hips, gliding his cock through my slippery crease. My honey flowed freely, and our flesh was making slick, wet sounds as it slid together. I tightened my legs and corkscrewed my hips up against him, feeling a delicious jolt of pleasure go through me.
“Mmm,” he said, still looking down at me. “That felt nice.”
I grinned up at him and repeated my action, causing him to groan this time.
“Are you ready, my love?” he asked.
I felt the panic rising in me, but his reassuring gaze allowed me to push it back down. “Yes, I’m ready,” I breathed.
“Nice and easy,” he whispered as he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. His hips continued to move, sending sparks of pleasure up my spine as his cock slid over my clitoris. But on one of his backstrokes, he shifted the angle of his hips, and his cock head nuzzled into my entrance. My body tightened.
“It’s alright,” he whispered, then resumed his kiss.
I relaxed as I felt his tongue probe between my lips, and realized that, somewhere off in the distance, his cock was gently burrowing inside of me. I could feel my entrance slowly stretching around his swollen head, and when it became too much, he would stop moving and allow me time to adjust. He worked slowly, until I finally felt his ridge slide past my stretched-tight entry ring.
“Oooh,” I moaned.
He held there for a moment, then nudged forward, and I felt my inner walls begin to slowly spread, begrudgingly allowing him entrance. He took his time, and it was as if he was reading my mind, stopping when I needed him to stop, and pressing forward when I was ready.
But then, his cock nudged up against something that didn’t part to allow him access, but instead stood firm, blocking his path. I felt a twinge of pain, and winced.
He lifted his head. “Kathryn, this is the hardest part. It will hurt a bit, but I promise it won’t last long. But it’s best if we do it quickly, and not prolong it.”
I looked up into his eyes. “I trust you.” Tightening my arms, I pulled his head down to mine and kissed him hard.
He returned my kiss, sucking on my probing tongue. Without warning, he drove his hips forward. I cried out in pain as I felt my maidenhead stretch under his attack. But it held intact, holding back his thrust, but the pain was sharp. I placed my hands on his shoulders, preparing to push him away, when he drove his hips against me again, using his strength. I felt something pop inside of me, followed by a hot, burning sensation. I cried out loudly as his cock, now free from the barrier, impaled itself completely inside of me, stretching my inner walls to their limit as his thick root sheathed into me.
“Uhhhh,” I grunted.
“It’s over now,” he whispered, “just relax for a moment.”
I tightened my arms around him and held on, breathing deep to catch my breath. The pain was still there, but I could feel it receding, slipping into the shadows as a new sensation took its place. That was when I realized what had just happened. My husband’s cock, which I thought would never fit inside of me, was now buried to the hilt inside my tender flesh. I could feel the head nudging at the bottom of my core, and the balls tickling the soft skin of my bum. I grinned wide.
Gabriel lifted his head and looked at me, and smiled when he saw my grin.
“You alright?” he asked.
“Oh honey, I never knew it would feel like this. It’s so wonderful.”
“It gets better,” he said, and flexed his hips, slowly withdrawing from my tight grasp.
“Oooooh,” I sighed, feeling his slick flesh sliding through my tightness.
He continued to withdraw, until just the swollen head remained inside, then reversed direction, taking his time as he filled me once again.
“Yessss,” I hissed. “So good.”
“I told you you could trust me.”
I smiled up at him. “I’ll never doubt you again.”
“So, is it a good fit?”
I giggled. “It’s a wonderful fit.”
“That’s good to hear,” he said, then leaned over me and began an easy rhythm, stroking into me and then sliding back out, filling me over and over again with his solid flesh. I held his body with mine, clutching tightly with my arms, and moving my legs up around him, locking my ankles behind his ass. I held on for the ride, accepting his flesh into mine as he drove deep, sharing our love through physical pleasure.
His powerful body worked in my embrace, all the while kissing and whispering into my ear. How could I have been so blind, not to see what we two could share? A day ago I had almost lost my life running away from him, and now I knew my life would be meaningless without him in it. I sighed and nuzzled into his neck, inhaling his manly fragrance as my breasts bounced gently with his thrusts. I was happy.
I could feel my pleasure rising, building slowly towards my climax. Each impalement of his cock inched me closer and closer towards that edge of no return.
From his breathing, I could tell he was nearing culmination also. I wished I could see it, wondering if Laurette’s description would match the reality. How would the milky cream come out, and what would it feel like? I smiled as I realized we had plenty of time for such questions, and I would have my answers in due course.
Something else that Laurette had mentioned flitted across my mind, and my thoughts startled me. When she had mentioned that a girl might use her mouth on a cock, I had found the idea repulsive. But now, after having met a real one, and particularly one that belonged to a man I loved, the idea wasn’t so displeasing. As a matter of fact, the more I thought of it, the more I liked the idea. Yes, I could do that for Gabriel. I was sure that he would enjoy it, and it was my duty to please him. I licked my lips as I imagined it.
The pleasure inside of me was tightening into that familiar ball, and I knew my climax was only seconds away. Gabriel’s cock was relentless, pounding into my tight flesh without mercy, as he gasped hotly against my ear.
“Yesss, my love,” I whispered, “just like that.”
My body teetered on the edge, about to fall off into the abyss of ecstasy. Just a few more thrusts.
Gabriel groaned loudly and his body locked in spasms. I felt his strength as he drove his hips hard against me, lodging his cock deep into my clasping channel. His head lifted and his eyes opened wide, as he roared with pleasure. His cock pulsed inside of me, and then I felt it – the first hard spurt of his seed against my womb.
The sensation sent me over the edge, and my climax burst within me like an explosion, much more powerful than anything I had accomplished with just my finger. The pleasure washed over me in waves, thrashing me about like an ocean, and I cried out loudly and clung to my husband. Through it all, I could feel his warmth pulsing into me, filling my core with his frothy seed. Each hard jet from the tip of his cock was echoed by a resonating convulsion in my body, as our pleasure seemed to mingle together to become one entity. We held each other in our embrace, riding the storm out together, until it finally quelled and h
e relaxed down on me.
We gasped for breath together, our bodies twitching and spasming as the pleasure subsided and transformed into a warm glow. I gently caressed his back as he lay in my arms, his cock softening inside of me.
Finally, he lifted his head to look down at me. I smiled softly up at him. He was about to speak, but I moved my finger to his lips, quieting him. There was nothing we could say that would add to what we just shared.
I pulled him down to me and we kissed, then we held each other as we drifted off to sleep.
* * *
“No, I won’t do it!”
I stared at my firstborn, who was now eight, a particularly difficult age.
“Edward,” I said, “it’s just piano lessons. Laurette is an excellent teacher. Why don’t you want to take them?”
“Because they’re for girls!”
“I took piano lessons at your age,” Gabriel said, trying to reason with his heir.
“I don’t care!” Edward shouted. “I’m a prince, and I want to learn to swordfight instead.” He struck a pose, holding a stick out in front of him.
I leaned down to my husband, who was sitting on his throne. “He gets this stubbornness from you.”
Gabriel grinned up at me. “Me? You’re the one who tried to cross the river in the middle of the night. He is just like you.”
I looked up at my friend Laurette, who was standing behind Edward. She gave me a grin and nodded.
Edward lunged forward, poking his father in the knee with the stick. “En garde!”
Gabriel snatched it away. “Piano lessons first, then you can play with swords.”
“Father!”
“Don’t father me. Go. Laurette, take him away.” Gabriel pointed towards the door.
The boy’s shoulders slumped and he turned and walked towards the exit. Laurette walked next to him, resting her hand on his shoulder.
After they disappeared, my husband turned to me. “Why did we have children?”
I smiled and slid into his lap. “Because you got me pregnant on our wedding night?”
He grinned. “Oh, that’s right.”
“Speaking of that,” I said, giving him a mischievous smile, “you’ve been gone for the last three days on the other side of the kingdom. I’ve missed you.”
His grin widened. “And what have you missed the most?”
I leaned in close to his ear and whispered, “Your cock inside of me.”
“Well, I’ve got nothing to do until tea with my mother at three. Want to go upstairs?”
I smiled. “Oh yes, I want that very much.”
He pulled me to him, and we kissed.
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