by Sam Crescent
Rachel moaned a deep throated moan. “Don’t tease me, Paul. Please, fuck me, make me come.”
Paul pulled out taking her hips and slowly made love to her ass. He kneaded each cheek, spreading her ass wide so he could watch himself enter her. He heard her whimper in need, with how tight she was there. He wasn’t going to last long. Paul leaned over her and retrieved one of the plastic dildos he had bought especially for Rachel. He’d kept it out of sight as he’d known what she’d been planning all along. Her head was bent forward, and there was no way for her to see what he was about to do. He positioned the ridged toy and thrust it inside her pussy.
Rachel jerked her head up, screaming out at the dual penetration.
“You like that, Rachel?” Paul asked thrusting the toy and himself deep inside her.
She screamed and climaxed as both Paul and the toy he was thrusting inside her brought her off. Her juicy essence leaked over the toy. He knew it was a poor substitute for him. Rachel had gotten quite vocal on how much she loved his cock.
“Get ready for this, Rachel,” Paul growled as with one final thrust he exploded his semen into the condom he wore.
They collapsed in a bundle of heat and exhaustion with him still deep inside her.
“No wonder you love that.” Rachel laughed looking into his eyes.
“I only want to do this with you, baby.” Paul told her seriously. The thought of being with another woman disgusted him. Rachel was his world now.
“I have only ever wanted to make love with you,” Rachel said. “It was the only reason I made that stupid request in the first place. I wanted you to see me, and I didn’t realise that you have seen me all the time and it was just Mitch in the way.”
“I love you so much, Rachel, I cannot even think of being without you. I’d rather die than not have you in my life.” Paul took her face, her beautiful face, the face that had been haunting him for years and kissed those delectable swollen lips. “Marry me, baby.” He whispered the words against her lips. He’d already spoken to Mitch about marrying her. Mitch thought it was a good idea but asked for them to plan the wedding for when he was present. He felt her draw a breath and pull back slightly.
“Are you serious?” she asked.
“With you I’m always serious.” He stroked her cheek loving the smooth, creamy feel of her skin against his own. “Marry me, Rachel, and make me the happiest man in the world.”
He heard her whisper “yes”, and Paul couldn’t contain his laughter. In the morning he’d tell Mitch he was getting married. For now, he wanted to hold his woman and bask in the knowledge he was going to get hitched.
The End[w1]
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[w1]Much smoother. It would help a bit, though, to have Mitch be more specific about why he objects to Paul. The ten-year age gap could be part of the reason, and the fear of losing Rachel another part. I think that the story would be a bit stronger if either a scene between Mitch and Rachel about Paul were added, or else the scene where Mitch and Paul patch things up were lengthened. Mitch’s reaction is very strong, and it needs to be discussed a bit more in detail.
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