by Lolah Lace
“Oh Mason!” She groaned. Yes baby, say my name. Say my name. Kari met my thrust with thrusts of her own. I closed my eyes as I was being taken to new heights. The water splashed around us as we blended our bodies together to form one perfect union.
“Oh Shit, Kari!” I felt myself coming to a happy ending. I felt the cum pushing to get out of me. I opened my eyes to see Kari’s wet face. It wasn’t sweat. It wasn’t the bath water. She was crying, tears.
I tilted her head down to lick her tears without stopping my powerful thrusts from underneath. Her tears were salty and sweet. The bath water had splashed from the tub and landed all over the floor. Fifty percent of it had vanished because we were really going at it.
“Stop crying baby.”
“It feels so good. You feel so good.” She sang. She always says cum grabbing sexy shit like that. “Ugh!!!” She moaned and the last Ugh, shook me to the core. My cum erupted with a fierceness that was unparalleled. Kari came with me just like we were one.
“Rrrrrrrrrr!!!” I growled like a fucking werewolf. Her body shivered and her walls tightened around me squeezing the last of the cum from my evil twin. The twin that makes me roar and compare myself to fictional characters.
I was out of breath even though I had barely moved, confined to the small area of the bathtub. I kissed Kari on her forehead after I swept her hair back behind her ears. We smiled as we peered into each other’s eyes.
“Mason I love you.”
She wants me to say it back. I know I was supposed to say it back. I opened my mouth but the words wouldn’t come out. I know what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas but I couldn’t say it. I felt it. I know that I love her but saying it out loud seemed like a betrayal to Tess and my kids. It makes no sense but I just wasn’t ready for those words to come from me. Kari wasn’t mad. In her pretty brown eyes I could see she was disappointed that I couldn’t declare the same love she felt for me back to her.
Time stopped as we peered into the others eyes.
“One day.” She whispered. I could smell my breath mixed with her breath.
“One day what?” I knew she meant one day I would say it back but I played dumb.
Kari half smiled. “We should get dressed. I want to get tore up from the floor up. We’re in Vegas I’m going to buy me a Raspberry Beret, Kiss you, dance in the Purple Rain and party like its 1999. Let’s Go Crazy. Let’s get nuts.”
“When Doves Cry.” I joined in with her little Prince quote-a-thon. This turned her half smile into a whole one.
Vegas proved to be the most exciting work vacation I’ve ever had. Being there with Kari proved to make the entire boring conference experience actually enjoyable. We lounged by the pool and drank too many frozen margaritas. We watched the colorful fountain show in front of the Bellagio. We went to the wax museum. We took in a few shows. Kari wanted to see Celine Dion. I didn’t but I was going to be a jerk about it. We went to Michael Jackson One Cirque du Soleil, which I enjoyed. I gave Kari a higher spending limit on the company card I give her for bills so she could shop while I was in the convention center.
Kari bought me an Adidas track suit. Which was really my taste; it’s something I would have bought for myself. She got me a pair of bright neon yellow Nike running shoes. I thought they looked gay but she pulled up internet pictures of professional athletes wearing bright neon sneakers to make me feel better about the bold color. She didn’t go over the limit I set. But she did buy a six hundred and twenty-five dollar pair of shoes called Christian Louboutin. I never heard of him or his expensive shoes. Yes, of course I wanted to choke the shit out of her but the shoes were a red patent leather high heel pump. It was just like the ones I had imagined her wearing in my dreams before we ever slept together. It was like she was some kind of psychic. When she walked out the bathroom in a red fishnet bodysuit and those red pumps, my cock said take all the credits cards and I momentarily forgot that those shoes cost more than my first car.
I hated when Monday rolled around. Kari was quiet on the plane and I was too. I don’t know about her but I was depressed. I missed my kids but I wasn’t looking forward to my old life. Most of the plane ride home we sat in silence and held hands. What if I would have met her before Tess? Would I have married her? Would I have had biracial kids? These were stupid questions that I already knew the answer to. I would have married Kari in a heartbeat. No matter what she believes about destiny or fate. If I would have met her first she would be Mrs. Kari Lynn Rizza. It was nice to pretend it was so for the last four days.
CHAPTER 9
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It was five days after our Vegas trip before I could spend some time with Kari. I practically ran to her house when both our schedules permitted it. Five days was too long to go without being inside her sugar walls.
I saw her at the baseball game and at practice but I couldn’t really interact with her the way I would have liked to. I had one picture saved to my cell phone that we took together when we were in Vegas. Someone took it for us while we were in the hot tub near the hotel pool. Kari had her face smashed into the side of mine and we were drunk and smiling for the camera. Every time I look at the picture I see two people madly in love. After I sent the picture to Kari’s phone, she told me to delete it from my phone. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. That picture is the only piece of her that gets to stay with me when she’s gone. I trust that Kari would never use the picture against me.
When I entered Kari’s place it was really quiet. I went straight to her bedroom. She was standing on the side of the bed wearing only a black satin robe that was open in the front. Her breasts were covered but her pussy was exposed. She was now a honey colored shade of brown. Her skinned tanned while we were in Vegas. She wore her new darker color very well. She had tan lines where her swimsuit used to be. It made her tits look bright and pale. They were so light and the rest of her body was so chocolaty dark. I licked my lips at the sight of her bright tits and bright pussy peeking out from the shiny satin robe.
“I missed you.” I spoke the truth.
“Show me how much. Take off your clothes and lay down.” She seductively gave me instructions. She wants to take the lead. Whatever Kari wants she will get if it’s up to me. I pulled my clothes off in record time. My cock was hard as soon as I saw her headlights pointing at me from under her robe.
I stroked my cock once just to get him ready. I crawled on the bed and laid down as she had instructed. I was under her watchful eye. I was on my back with my eyes fixated on her.
Kari removed the robe by sliding it off her shoulders. The robe floated down to the carpet and I never seen it after that. My eyes were glued to her perfect bright pussy. She was almost bare down there. She shaved this way only when she wanted to feel every little sensation that bare skin had to offer. My heart started to beat out my chest when she climbed onto the bed and placed both her legs on the sides of mine.
She was staring down at me. I reached up to take her left breast in my hand. This was my favorite one. I don’t know why I favored the left one but I did.
“Is this mine?” I asked as I kneaded her breast roughly.
“Always.” She lowered her body but didn’t touch me with it. She was hovering over me, teasing me with the pussy I had claimed not so long ago.
“And forever.” I asked. I needed to get this verbal contract squared away.
“Always and forever.” She said always and forever and I plan to hold her to it. “Mason.”
“Yes mam.”
“Do you want me to ride your dick?” She innocently asked all virginal and slutty rolled into one perfect woman. This woman has me by the balls.
“Yes please ride the white horse.” Did I just quote lyrics from a Laid Back song? Quoting songs was Kari’s deal. I guess she’s rubbing off on me. My white horse is my cock. Their white horse was heroin. Kari is my white pony, my crack rock. I get high off her every single time. Her pussy never gets old. It only gets better and wetter.
Kari was smirking as she tilted forward and lowered her body down on my big white horse. Ride this motherfucker without a saddle. My horse may turn into a bull. Don’t get bucked off baby girl.
Her walls moistened as I poked inside to make room for my cock. Kari started bouncing up and down. Then she jack hammered me. I instinctively closed my eyes. Fuck this feels good.
I looked up at her and I was mesmerized. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was slightly open. She was riding my cock and moaning. Her hands were rested on her thighs; her nails were digging into her own skin. Her hair had fallen over her face and covered her eyes. She threw her head back and arched her back as she rolled her entire torso over the cock that filled her up completely. I took so much pleasure in watching her. Her alluring tits bounced in tandem with the roll of her hips. She was on the verge of driving me mad. I felt her warm cream filling run down my shaft and seep to my balls.
I closed my eyes as the intensity of the moment took over. Without warning Kari lifted herself off me. Why? For some reason, I think I knew why. God no! Please don’t do it. I could not take it. I had a feeling she was going to get into her position, reverse cowgirl. I was right. I lifted up on my forearms. I watched as she turned her body around to face away from me. She tilted her delicious ass up to the heavens. Kari reached behind her right leg and lifted my heavy hard cock. She held me in her clutches and guided my slippery cock to the opening of her most precious treasure. I pressed my lips together in a firm line as she lowered her curvaceous ass slowly down and her pussy covered my manhood.
I wasn’t sure if I liked this position or not. It was the only position where I felt dominated. She had me by the balls. I couldn’t last in her reverse cowgirl. I felt like a man bitch after she was done with me. It felt too good. She felt too good. When she rode me backwards I wanted to curl up in the fetal position and suck my thumb afterwards. Be a man, Mason!
Kari wiggled her ass as she bore all the way down on me. She had to get in a good position before she went to town. She looked over her shoulder at me and smiled. That specific smile was a cum magnet.
Slowly she started moving up and down on my cock. I watched awestruck as she Pogoed me, up and down on my Pogo stick. I salivated as her wet juice covered my magic stick and then disappeared when she pushed her pussy all the way down on my cock.
“Shit.” I whispered aloud only because I couldn’t hold on to the word any longer. She was only teasing me. I knew this routine. Kari was really horny. She was hot. She was on fire. She spread her legs out further and bent forward exposing all her ass to me. That’s when I felt it. The first bounce, then second, third. Faster, quicker, faster. Too fast to count. Too fast to resist. Her ass was moving with speed and determination. I looked at her fine beautiful ass. Kari’s butt bounced, jiggled and gyrated on my cock. I felt like I was in a rap video that was being filmed at a strip club. This was too much for one man. I threw my head back into the pillow. Relax don’t cum. I tried to talk to myself to stop from blowing my wad. I tried to think of something other than her highly explosive pussy trying to detonate my cock.
“Ughhh! Ugh! Ugh!” Kari wailed as she jack hammered my cock into submission. This is the position where she did all the work. If I assisted in any way it would be over for me. I learned to lay still, close my eyes and hope to last more than two minutes. Closing my eyes was always hard because I wanted to see her big tanned ass bob up and down on my glow worm.
“Shit!” I squinted a little cum from my cock but was able to hold the rest at bay.
“Ohhhh!!!” Kari went into another faster gyrating frenzy. She was close to climax. I just needed to hold on just awhile longer. No other woman could ever compete with her. She was the ultimate rump shaker. Her milkshake could give you a heart attack.
“Fuck!” I was about to blow. Hold on evil twin. “Oh shit!!!”
“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ughhhhhh!!!” She moaned with a high pinched accent. We came hard together maybe I came a few seconds before Kari. I grabbed her ass and held her down by her hips as I squirted all my baby batter in her tiny mixing bowl.
I exhaled as Kari lifted her ass off me. She collapsed forward and fell at my feet. Damn, practice makes perfect. I lasted longer this time. Damn my Kari was on fire.
I spaced out while I stopped myself from crying like a little girl. I was hot and sweaty and exhausted although all I did was lay on my back.
“Mason, did you hear something?” Kari’s voice woke me from my stupor.
“No babe, I can only hear my heartbeat.”
“I thought I heard something.”
DING DONG! DING DONG! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! Someone was at the front door. Who the hell rings the doorbell and knocks on the door? Every single time I’ve been over here Kari has never had a visitor. She has a strict policy of you better call before you come to visit. That doesn’t apply to me of course but everybody else.
“Do you want me to check?” I asked even though I was going to do it anyway.
Kari was already out the bed and headed for the window. “There’s a man out there. I can see him from up here. He has on a hat.”
DING DONG! DING DONG! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
“I’m going to look out the peephole downstairs.” Kari grabbed her Madonna t-shirt off the bed post and slipped it over her head. She had a lot of concert t-shirts. She pulled the shirt down as she exited the room. I sat up and grabbed my shorts off the floor. I slipped into them and ventured downstairs a few steps behind her.
Kari looked into the front door peephole. She turned to me with a mask of fear over her face. I frowned and formed at least three wrinkle lines on my forehead. What had her spooked? She was frozen in her place and watching me closely.
My first thought was it’s an ex-boyfriend showing up out of the blue for a booty call. Kari would never cheat on me. I knew that so I went to the door and looked out the peephole.
I was floored. My brother was standing on the other side of the door. Fuck! What the fuck?
“Mason! I know you’re in there. Open the door!” Mike’s voice bellowed out and penetrated the door. “Mason! I followed you here?”
I glanced over at Kari. She was in shock. I took a few steps toward the couch.
“I can bang on the door and alert the neighbors if you like. Open the door!”
“Kari go get dressed. I’ll take care of this.”
Kari hurried up the stairs faster than I expected. I went to the front door and decided to let my brother in.
Mike walked in and I closed the door behind him. I was shirtless and shoeless and standing in Kari’s living room. I was caught red-handed in the home of my mistress. My life had turned into a reality TV show.
His first words, “Where is she?”
“She?”
“Kari Fenderson, don’t do this. I know. I saw you pull your car into her garage, into the open space next to her car. I saw the confirmation email for the airline tickets to Vegas.”
“You were snooping through my stuff.”
“Our stuff, at the job.”
“You mean the business that I own. That I built myself.”
Mike ignored the clarification. He was my brother but he was also my employee.
“Where is she?” He asked again.
“She’s upstairs.” I finally answered his question.
“Kari! Kari!” He called out to her. What was he trying to prove?
“Chill out Mike. She’s getting dressed.” I know I should be in a panic but I felt like I had just smoked some pot. I was Mello Yello or maybe I hadn’t yet grasped the severity of this situation.
“You want me to chill. That’s rich coming from you. Seems you’re the one that needs to chill. What the fuck is going on with you? You have completely abandoned your family for some home-wrecking whore.”
“Mike, dude, don’t do that. Don’t call her names. Don’t blame her. It was all me.”
“I blame the both of you. You have
a family. She knows that. What the fuck are you doing?”
“I see you’re upset but this is not the time or place.”
“How long has this been going on?”
“Does it matter?”
“Your wife is crying her eyes out to my wife. I lied to her face when she asked me if you were having an affair.”
“I’m not having an affair. I mean I don’t think of it that way.”
“Are you kidding me? Dude you took your whore to fucking Vegas.”
“Wait a goddamn minute. Mike that was two whores after I warned you. I swear you got one more and I will beat your fucking face in.”
“For her?”
“Yes for her.” I declared this with as much malice as I could. “If you want to talk we can go somewhere and talk. You can’t be here.”
“Why your little black whore kicking me out?”
He said it yet again after I warned him. Without hesitation I balled my fist, cocked it back and connected fast and hard with his jaw. I knocked his stupid ass down with a single blow.
“Kari is not kicking you out. I pay the mortgage here in this house and I’m kicking you out.” I roared. I was angry as shit but still controlled.
Mike, the assclown of the century, looked up at me from the hardwood floor. He was holding his jaw in his hand. Why did he look so shocked? I had warned him and I was a man of my word. Mike should know that much about me.
I felt another pair of eyes on me. I looked up and Kari was sitting on the stairs looking through the railing. She might have been there all along. She had my sneakers and my t-shirt in her hands.
“Mason.” She whispered as Mike picked himself up off the floor. “Go and talk to him.” Kari stood and walked the rest of the steps. She hurried toward me with my shirt, shoes, wallet and car keys. She left us there and headed to the kitchen. I pulled my shirt over my head and stepped into my untied sneakers.