by C. M. Steele
After slaking his hunger on my pussy, he climbed up my body, slowly licking and sucking his way until the head of his cock pressed against my pussy. With one stroke, he gave me all his massive inches, stretching and filling me. His hips rocked forward while his hand snatched the hair at the back of my neck and lifted me off the pillow for a passionate kiss.
The hardness of his mouth controlled me, and I needed it. I loved the way his large body dominated mine. He pulled away from my lips and kissed my jaw, then slipped down to my chest. “More,” I demanded, clawing his arms and back.
“Say please.”
“Please, damn it, fuck me hard.” I lost my mind with another orgasm teetering at the surface.
“Fuck yes.” Ted took the command with pleasure, fucking me hard, reaching for my mouth and covering it. My orgasm tore through my body and I bit down on his hand. Not hard, but pleasurably.
He roared his orgasm, forgetting we weren’t alone.
“They’re going to find out sooner or later,” he muttered, kissing me and trying to stop from laughing.
Ted
Ten Years More…
It was so nice to wake up with nothing to do. Katie finally retired from her practice, and the kids were with her parents who’d moved close to us about five years ago. I sold the company last year, deciding my kids could choose their own paths. I wanted time with my wife and kids every chance I could. We had the whole house to ourselves for the weekend. The peace and quiet was so wonderful.
“Good morning,” Katie whispered, rolling into my embrace. She had on the smallest nightgown possible just to tease me.
“Morning, gorgeous.” I kissed her gently.
“Is it me or is it too quiet?”
“It’s just you. The kids are little menaces. Especially the two youngest.”
“What do you want to do with our time?”
“I plan to make love to you all day and barely get out of bed. We’re ordering out and that’s about all I have planned. Is there anything you want to add to that?”
“Maybe showers, but that’s about it.”
“Um…doing you in the shower,” I moaned, rubbing her ass and pushing her against my hard-on. The feeling never got old. Touching her was all I could think about every single day.
“I want you to make me come over and over again.”
“All you have to do is say please, Katie,” I whispered, picking her up from the bed and carrying her into the bathroom.
“Please, Ted. Please me.”
THE END