The kids were already growing tired from the sun plus they were excited to clean the fish that we’d caught. I left her sleeping and went back to where I’d left them at the little table I had set up to clean my catch.
She stayed on my mind the whole time the kids and I were talking as I scaled and gutted the fish. There were ewwwws from Tiana and cools from Dylan as they both made me chuckle. I like her kids. Once they came out of their shells they had proved to be well rounded well-adjusted little ones, with an underlying tinge of cautiousness that children should never have.
Each time they asked me something or to do something they seemed to hold their breath until I answered. Each answer would bring smiles and they’d draw a little closer until they were both up under me.
I chuckled to myself and as uncomfortable as it was to bone the fish with them there, no way was I going to send them away. Every once in a while I looked back over my shoulder to check on her, make sure she didn’t burn in the sun with her fair skin. Then I’d snap the fuck out of it and remind myself I didn’t give a shit. Yeah, that was working out real well.
“You guys go clean up we’ll have your fish for dinner. You did good.” They started to yell but I shushed them with a finger to my lips. “Don’t wake your mother.” My eyes were drawn to her again as I ushered them into the little guest bathroom off the kitchen.
Outside I went to stand over her again, my fingers itching to touch. I looked at my watch, still at least twelve hours to go but that time can’t come soon enough, my dick’s about to break the fuck off. It’s been pushing against my zipper in one way or another since she came back.
I brushed a lock of hair back that blew onto her forehead and ran my finger down her cheek. The children’s voices as they made their way back to the deck startled me out of my daze and I pulled it back. Damn you! She looked soft and innocent. The way she’d looked that night while I watched her sleep; when I let her sleep that is.
I knew now that those looks were deceiving. No innocent could’ve done what she did, not so effortlessly. I had to put it away because I had two eager beavers looking at me for their next game plan. “Okay, we can get into the pool and I can teach you how to swim, play basketball, read a book.” I didn’t offer video games because from what I’d seen they were both too addicted to those things as it is.
“Can you teach us how to swim now so next time we can go out on the boat?”
“Sure thing buddy.” I clasped his shoulder and then his face fell.
“Oh wait, we don’t have anything to wear in the pool.” Poor kid looked like he’d lost his mutt.
“Not to worry kid I’ve got you covered.” Yeah, uncle Kevin went out and got you everything for the weekend, because he plans on keeping you busy while he violates the fuck outta your mom.
I threw her one last look before heading inside with the two munchkins on my heels. Pretty soon they were both wearing their new swimming digs and were well prepared with arm floats and goggles.
She must’ve been tired off her ass because she slept through an hour of water splashing and squeals when one or the other of them stayed afloat or swam across the shallow end.
By the time I dragged them out which was a chore in itself because they both seemed to be part fish, it was time for lunch. I made soup and sandwiches and set them at the table before going to collect her. If she stayed out here much longer she’d burn for sure and I didn’t want sunburn fucking up my plans. I have plans for every inch of that body.
I could’ve woken her up a thousand ways but the sap in me picked her up off the chair. She came awake cuddled into my chest. She jerked and almost fell out of my arms before I put her back on her feet.
“Oh I fell asleep I’m so sorry. They didn’t give you any trouble did they?”
“The kids are fine. Lunch is ready.” I walked away leaving her to follow. She was embarrassed as hell about leaving me alone with the kids but there was something else going on. None of your business Kevin! You’re just gonna fuck, get her outta your system and move the fuck on.
As the evening wore on she grew more and more tense and by dinner she was damn near jumping at shadows. It could be all the silent looks I kept giving her. She always knew when I had eyes on her because she’d pink up and try to avoid looking, but always she’d turn those bright eyes of hers on mine.
I didn’t try to hide what I was thinking from her, or what I was doing to her. I was on the hunt it was a game; like a lion stalking his prey before he pounced.
“Kids it’s time to get ready for bed.” If she had a problem with me directing her kids she kept it to herself, which was good.
It’s just my nature to be in complete control all the time so it came naturally. Plus they seemed like they needed it and not for the first time I wondered what the hell kind of man she’d married that his kids seemed so starved for attention. If I had a son…. Nope not fucking going there. That shit is dead in the water.
She got up to help them get situated and I poured myself a drink as I looked out at the moonlight on the water. I think today was the first time since buying this house three years ago that it really felt like a home. I hated that she was the one who brought that here, that it wasn’t some other woman who’d won my heart. “Fuck!”
That was the burn wasn’t it? That she’d moved on and I was still here. I’d done a lot in my life since that night, but most of it was for my country. As for my private life, I’d concentrated on building up my finances and securing my future. If I were honest I’d admit that a lot of what I did was because of her. Because of what she’d made me feel after that night. I was never gonna let anyone so easily discard me like that again.
She came from money, married money. I knew her family lived right around the corner, knew that they thought themselves better than most. That’s why my house was bigger, and paid for, and it was the best one for miles around. I wouldn’t lie and say that that wasn’t by design.
Though no one knew about our little indiscretion, I had a point to prove to myself, and tonight I was finally going to get the cherry on top. She came back into the room and looked around while rubbing her arms like she was cold. I watched her every move in the glass of the window and didn’t move a muscle.
I was already strung tight as a bow. The closer it came time to take her the tenser I became, maybe she was feeling the heat of anticipation as well. She took a seat on the couch but sat on the very edge as if ready to bolt at the slightest provocation.
“I think I’ll turn in early too it’s been a long day.” I watched her as she got to her feet. “You know where it is.” I took a sip of my drink and clocked her as she left the room. I rolled my neck and loosened up my shoulders before adjusting my dick in my jeans.
I’d been even harder since dinner and knew that shit wasn’t going down until tomorrow some time. I looked towards the pool thinking a nice swim my cool me the fuck down, but decided against it. I didn’t want to cool my ardor, didn’t want to put a leash on my boy. No, I want her to feel the full force of what she has coming.
I went around the house cleaning up behind the kids and making sure the house was secure. I switched on the TV in the den and turned it off two minutes later. Nothing was going to distract me from what was waiting for me in exactly…. I looked at my watch, one and a half hours.
I heard her in the shower and headed to my home office to get lost in paperwork. By the time I looked up I had twenty minutes ‘til zero hour. I shut everything down and made my way calmly down the hallway to the bedroom.
She’d left a table lamp on low but it looked like she’d fallen asleep. She had the covers pulled to her chin and was as far away from the middle of the bed as she could be. I smirked as I headed into the en suite bath, pulling my shirt off over my head and dropping it to the floor before tackling my jeans.
I was tempted to go with cold water because in about ten minutes my balls were gonna change color, but I resisted. I didn’t rush through my shower and only stroked my cock a
couple times before pulling off. “Shit!” I flipped off the water and forced myself to take my time as I toweled myself off and brushed my teeth. All the shit I usually do at night before bed.
Five-seconds left. My cock was already dripping pre-cum by the time I made it back across the room to my bed. She didn’t even stir when I pulled the covers off of her or she was doing a very good impersonation of a possum. Works for me, I wasn’t in the mood for any of her shit.
I’m sure she knew what all this had been leading up to. But just like a female I expected her to play games. It didn’t matter, she owed me and nothing was going to stop me from getting inside her. I’d waited too long…
15
Julie
It was the most erotic dream. I haven’t had dreams like this since the first few years of my marriage. I always woke up feeling so guilty, but the need was always stronger than my guilt. It felt so real, my body tingled in all the right places and in that deep state of sleep I relaxed and enjoyed.
His hands were on my body. I think I came a little when his strong hands tore off my underwear. The sound of the cotton tearing seemed loud even in my dream but I didn’t care, my heart raced with anticipation. My breasts shook when he ripped my nightshirt down the middle and my tummy quivered with lust.
It was the groans that woke me, his and mine. My eyes flew open to see his dark visage leaning over me. It’s as if he were waiting for just the moment I awakened, for as soon as my eyes found his he lifted my ass in his hands and brought me to his mouth. Maybe it’s because I was in that half asleep daze, but I didn’t push him away, I didn’t want to.
I had known that this was coming, had tried to prepare myself for it even as I ignored the possibility. There was no denying it now. Not with his mouth clamped over my pussy doing the most amazing things to my body. If I’d been averse to him taking me my objections would’ve gone out the window. It had been too long since I’d felt this. Why shouldn’t I take this for myself?
Had I been fully awake I would’ve remembered all the reasons why it wasn’t such a good idea to let Kevin Hunt fuck me; but in that moment I couldn’t think of a single one. I soon stopped thinking altogether when he swept his tongue over my clit before dipping it inside my pink walls and pulling out again. My body was on fire, and no longer under my control.
“Ohhhh.” I couldn’t hold back the cry even though I’d bitten into my lip hard enough to break the skin. His tongue felt too amazing and made a mockery of my restraint. I hadn’t felt anything like it since the night he took my virginity. My body was already building towards climax and I felt giddy with need and lust.
I moved against his mouth in wanton heat as my fingers tugged at his hair. He licked from the bottom of my slit until my clit was in his mouth and he was nibbling on it, sending my pressure soaring. I felt something big about to crash down on me and came fully awake on the brink of the most massive orgasm of my life.
Ten years ago I was too green, too self conscious and though he’d brought me out of my shell and given me pleasure beyond belief, the intervening years had taught me to crave the kind of sex only he could give me. This is what I’d wanted, what I’ve regretted giving up. Now lightning had struck twice and I was going to feel him again. Oh hurry!
“Please…” My pleas fell on deaf ears. He just kept tormenting me with his tongue. I spread my legs wider and grabbed his hair tighter, no longer caring that I was acting like a sex-crazed bitch in heat. My hips kept lifting to his mouth as he fed on my clit while sliding two big work roughened fingers inside me. I could hear squishing sounds between my legs and my legs shook with another impending explosion. I screamed and everything went dark for a split second before coming into focus again.
He made growling animal noises as he tasted me, and my temperature went higher.
In that moment I felt more desirable than I ever had in my life. I didn’t need the words to tell me that he was enjoying my body. Without warning his tongue and fingers were gone and he was leaning over me.
My heart was beating me to death and that fear that was always present since seeing him again reared its head.
“Are you on the pill?” He had my legs spread open and his cock in his hand stroking. My mouth watered and I shook my head no. He ran his hand up and down my thigh until his thumb teased into the opening in my slit.
“When was the last time he had you?” My eyes flew to his at the harshness in his voice and I swallowed at the look he gave me.
“Just before Tiana was born.” His eyes widened in surprise just before he slammed into me. Oh shit!
“Ohhh…” I’d forgotten how big he was and how much he filled me. It felt like he was tearing through tissue to get to the deepest part of me, but instead of pain the burning pleasure made me move harder beneath him. And then I came to my senses, sort of.
“Wait, you need a condom.” He grabbed my face between his hands and the look in his eyes was almost frightening. “Fuck that, you owe me two kids and ten fucking years.” When he pulled my hair my head went back and I felt him slide even deeper into me.
Now my heart raced for a different reason. What did he mean, what was he saying? I couldn’t concentrate on anything but the immense pleasure that both scared and elated me. My walls were tight around him and it felt like I hadn’t been made love to in forever. Robert’s quick in and out was nothing like this. “I see you married a limp dick motherfucker.” What was he talking about? I had a questioning look on my face.
“I can feel where he reached inside you, where you’re having trouble taking the rest of me. I’d say at the five inch mark.” He eased out and slammed back into me going deeper this time and I came.
My body bowed up off the bed and my mouth hung open in a silent scream. He was tearing me apart. Now I remembered why I couldn’t take all of him that night even after the fifth and sixth time he’d turned to me. But this time I wasn’t an inexperienced fearful young girl. I’m a woman, a woman who’s desired this one man my whole life. For as long as this last, I want this, all of it, all of him.
KEVIN
“Did he make you cum?” I plowed into her hard and held still, pressing my pelvic bone into her clit. She’s so fucking tight all I wanted to do was fuck and fuck hard. Her pussy grabbed at my cock and sucked me in deeper, her walls undulating around my meat as I started pounding into her again. I kept fucking into her and then holding still to enjoy the feel of her soft heat wrapped around me like a glove.
“Tell me.” I fucking growled at her. She was trying to fuck herself on my cock since I’d stopped all movement. A hard slap on her hip had her behaving herself. She was on the verge of cumming, her eyes dilated skin flushed and breath choppy.
“I asked you a question. Did that pampered fuck ever make you cum?” She shook her head and her nails dug into my shoulders. I studied her eyes to see if she was lying to me and once getting the answer I sought, lowered my head to nip into her bottom lip. I don’t know why her answer pleased me so much but it did. She’d already cum three times on my dick and twice in my mouth and I hadn’t even started on her ass yet.
She moaned into my mouth and wrapped her legs high around my waist, her hands going to my ass to pull me into her. “You want this? Huh?” I pulled my cock back until only the fat head remained. “You fucked up.” I plowed into her going deep with one stroke.
She cried out when my dick banged into her cervix knocking at the door to her womb.
I grabbed her hair tightly in my fists and pulled her head back so I could look into her eyes as I deep stroked her wet pussy. “Spread your legs. Wider.” I tugged on her hair until she obeyed me. Her pussy felt just as good as I remembered, better. I didn’t want the emotion that threatened to overtake me from being inside her again. I wanted to punish.
I bit into her neck leaving my mark as I forced my cock past the tight ring of her cervix and kissed her womb with my leaking cockhead. Her screams this time rang out around the room and crashed back down on my ears.
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p; “Unless you want your kids to know we’re fucking you’re gonna have to keep it down.” Damn I’d forgotten how noisy she is. That night I’d had to gag her when I wasn’t feeding her my tongue. She whimpered and tried to calm her ass down. Lust shone bright in her eyes.
Her pussy leaked its juices all over my cock down to my balls. I pulled out of her womb not wanting to make her too sore, not yet. I shouldn’t care if she hurt or not, but I wasn’t mad enough to intentionally cause her internal damage. I can’t spend the rest of the night destroying her cunt if I put her out of commission too soon. And I plan to stay in her until the sun comes up. My beast was off his fucking leash and her pussy was about to pay the price.
I pulled my cock loose from her hungry pussy and gave her my mouth again before rearing up and slamming back in hard. The bed knocked into the wall and something fell off one of the night tables. “Oh, so deep…hurts…” Her voice trailed off as she lifted her hips into my thrusts.
My hips slammed into hers hard knocking her back down on the bed as I fucked her harder than I’ve ever fucked anyone in my life. The old memories came flooding back. Anger, confusion, lust, they all converged at once and before I knew it I was fucking her into the mattress and chasing my first orgasm of the night.
I had a need to cum deep inside her. There was a wild madness nipping at my heels and everything I thought this night would mean went out the window. Instead of the vengeance that had fueled my hate and anger, there was something else growing inside of me.
As I fucked through her tight walls, gritting my teeth against the sharp pleasure that would make me shoot too soon, it became clear, like a flash of light going off inside my head. I grabbed her neck and pushed my tongue past her teeth. When she tried to capture my tongue I evaded, moving my lips to her ear. I held her head in place with that hand around her neck as I told her how it was going to be.
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