His Old Fashioned

by Frankie Love

  "No,” I tell her. "We're taking her with us back to Tahoe. Surely, we can find a better place for her there, somewhere with fresh air and sunshine, where you can see her every day, make sure she's getting the care she needs."

  "Really?"

  "I'm planning on being your husband, Lucy. I sure as hell hope I can take care of you and our family."

  Lucy flings arms around me, and I breathe her in. We may be in the back room of a strip club, but she smells like sunshine and strawberries and a happily ever after.

  "Now, let me look at you, bride," I say.

  She steps back and smooths down her dress.

  "Do you like it?"

  "Lucy, I love it. It actually looks like you. A long train, a veil, it's perfect."

  We walk hand in hand outside to where the limo is waiting. Her manager, Carlos, gives her a hug, triple checking that she's all right and she nods, letting him know that she’s okay in my safekeeping.

  The other dancers squeeze her tight as well, giving her their best wishes and telling her she better come back and let them know how it went.

  "I don't know how you managed to catch that girl," one of the dancers tells me. "She's the sweetest thing I ever saw in the city of sin."

  An Elvis Presley impersonator marries us. He's all swagger in his white suit and sequins. The music is classic Elvis ballads, and my brother and his motley crew are all there in the chapel. In the limo, Lucy texted some friends from the Little Black Dress to meet us, and now there are several cocktail waitresses sitting with the guys.

  I'm standing up front with Elvis, my brother at my side.

  "I can't believe you're really doing this, you just met her," Luke says. "Tammi is gonna freak out that you married a girl she's never even heard of."

  "When you know, you know," I tell him. And then the music changes and the wedding processional begins.

  Everyone stands as Lucy walks down the aisle. She has a bouquet of white roses and a puffy white dress that sweeps the floor. She has a veil covering her eyes and her long hair hangs around her shoulders.

  I may have known her for a day, but now I get to know her for the rest of my life. Elvis asks us to repeat after him and we do. When I pull back Lucy's veil I'm startled by her beauty. Her grace. Her innocence.

  For better or for worse. Until death do us part.

  "I do," I tell her.

  "I do," she promises.

  And then Elvis tells us to exchange rings. Thankfully, they sold a few simple bands in the chapel. I promise her I'll replace it with a big diamond soon enough. She shakes head. "A simple gold band is more than enough, Levi."

  Then I kiss my bride, and when our lips meet, our souls collide.

  "You're the most romantic mountain man I've ever imagined," she tells me.

  "And you're the naughtiest old-fashioned girl."

  My brother and his buddies are all hollering, and her girlfriends are all cheering and wishing her well.

  I lift her up off her feet and scoop her into my arms.

  It's time I carry my bride over the threshold.

  10

  Lucy

  When Levi carries me across the threshold of his hotel room at the Millennium, I swear I've died and gone to heaven.

  I could say I never expected this to happen but that's not true. I think part of me, since the moment I met Levi, knew he was the one for me.

  Now, with my arms wrapped around his neck, looking up into his eyes, all I can think about is the fact that I am finally going to have sex.

  "No regrets?" he asks as he sets me down.

  "No regrets." My breath catches as he runs his hands over my shoulder, my eyes melting, his hands shaking.

  "Are you nervous?" he asks. "Because Lucy, I've never held something so precious in my hands. I never want to let you down."

  I shake my head "I'm not nervous. Levi, I won't break. And if I fall, I know you will catch me."

  He exhales a sigh of relief and he spins me around, his hands on the buttons on the back of my dress.

  "I love you, Lucy," he breathes into my ear.

  "I love you too, Levi," I tell him. My back is bare, and he lowers the straps of the gown past my shoulders.

  I pull in my breath as the dress drops to the ground. This is happening. Even though Levi saw me up on stage, naked, that wasn't intimate. This is. It's just him and me now.

  The dancers backstage gave me a white satin thong and a beautiful white corset. My breasts are pushed up high, and it makes my waist look nice and narrow.

  When I turned to face my husband, I hope he likes what he sees.

  "I'm sorry if I disappointed you," I tell him. "You saw me naked up on stage, instead of for the first time on our wedding night."

  "Remember, the first time I did see you naked was our wedding night. That was only a few hours ago, Lucy."

  I laugh, realizing he is right.

  "Besides, you didn't disappoint me," he tells me. "Seeing you up on stage gave me an idea of what I had to look forward to." He grins and I smile, grateful that there is no intensity at this moment. Just warm and welcome love.

  "You look so fucking hot," he breathes heavily. I reach my hands to the buttons on his flannel shirt. I've never seen my husband without a shirt on and I'm licking my lips in anticipation. He pulls off his shirt and a ladder of abs teases me. He is so ripped, his biceps bulging, and his body muscular and so incredibly defined.

  "You're so... fit," I tell him in amazement.

  "I'm more than fit, I'm strong and virile. And I mean to fill you up with my seed, Lucy."

  I smirk. "Oh, so just because I'm old-fashioned you think I want to be knocked up by my husband?"

  "Oh, I know you want me to knock you up," he says, pulling me to him. He is so utterly right. The idea of carrying his baby, giving him a child, makes my pussy drip with desire.

  My lips are on his, our tongues twirling together. I run my hands down his abs and unbuckle his jeans. As he pulls himself closer to me I feel his long cock growing nice and hard.

  He slaps my ass, my cheek bare from the thong and he grabs hold of it, groaning in pleasure as he devours my mouth.

  "I can't wait to pop your cherry, baby," he tells me.

  "And I can't wait to see your cock," I tell him as I step back and push down his jeans. His cock springs out with a mind of its own.

  "It's so big," I say in shock. I'm not innocent when it comes to what a man's body looks like... But for it to be here, in the flesh, all for me? It's a lot to take in. "There's no way it's going to work," I tell him, shaking my head

  "Oh, baby, we will ease it in nice and slow, your tight cunt is exactly what this hard cock needs."

  My eyelids flutter, I'm so mesmerized by the way it looks. Levi must sense I need his guidance because he takes my hand and wraps it around his velvety shaft, showing me how to pump it. I love the way it feels so hard and heavy, yet so soft and smooth. I run my thumb over the tip, pleased to see the milky come already released.

  "Taste it," he tells me as I press my thumb to my mouth, tasting his come.

  "Salty," I tell him.

  He drags me closer to him. And he runs his hands between my thighs, his fingers between my legs, pressed to my cunt. He dips his fingers inside of me, making me purr in delight. I sigh as he moves his hand away, licking his wet fingers.

  "And your pussy is so damn sweet. The perfect combination."

  "How are you going to take me?" I ask my husband.

  "I remember you saying something about wanting to be on all fours," he says, unhooking the corset and tossing it aside. Then he pushes down the thong and orders me to step out of it.

  I do as he says. I love the way he looks at me as if every piece of my skin is perfection. He doesn't see my stretch marks or cellulite, he just sees me perfectly. His.

  "You know what I thought when I saw those tits up on stage?" he asks.

  "Let me guess," I tease. "You wanted to fuck them?" I ask, feeling naughty with the word on my lips.<
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  "Dirty, dirty girl. Is that what you want? My cock between your tits, fucking you until my come covers your hard little nipples?"

  "I want that so bad, I want you to take me however you please," I tell him, and he lifts me up on the bed, dragging me onto all fours. His hands are on my hips and his cock grinds against my ass.

  Resting my hands on the bed, he runs his hands between my thighs, my slick pussy dripping for him as he fingers me so nice and softly. He is stretching my tight cunt out, so I can be ready for his massive cock.

  "You're so fucking wet," he tells me, nuzzling his face against my ass and making me feel so sexy. His finger plays with my clit, making me wiggle, and he squeezes my ass when I move.

  "Are you ready, baby?"

  I nod, desperate and needing him inside me.

  Just when he's about to fill me up the way I asked for, I change my mind.

  "Stop," I tell him.

  He stills. "What is it, baby?"

  "I think you were right when we talked about it at the cafe. Our first time shouldn't be like this. I need to be on my back; I need you on top of me, looking into my eyes. I want you to watch me lose my virginity.

  His lips are on my skin, kissing me softly and then he rolls me over onto my back. My head falls onto a pillow and I relax under his protective gaze.

  "Lucy, you're so beautiful, I'm so damn lucky to have you."

  "No regrets?" I ask.

  He shakes his head "We're gonna have a good life together, you and I." His mouth is on my breasts, kissing my skin so tenderly, planting kisses on my neck, on my collarbone, on my shoulders, on my chin. He covers me with kisses, making me dizzy with anticipation as his hard cock teases me.

  Finally, I can't take it anymore, "Please, baby, now."

  With his arm under my body, cradling me, he guides me into himself. Inch by perfect inch he fills me up.

  His cock is hard and thick, and I close my eyes, trying to breathe through it. I know he doesn't want to hurt me.

  "Are you okay?" he asks softly.

  "I'm okay, you're just so big,"

  "I know, baby, and you're so pure and tight." He moves slowly, and soon we break through the pain and all that is left is perfection.

  I moan, wrapping my legs around him, desperate to be closer to him. Our eyes are locked as he begins to rock inside of me deeper and deeper, taking me to the place I've always dreamed of going.

  We are moving to the limits of our bodies. My pussy thrums with pleasure as his cock fills me up until there's nowhere left to go. I cling to him, moaning in ecstasy as we come, climaxing together over and over again.

  His thick come fills me up, my pussy tight around his cock, needing it again. He takes me on all fours. Pressed against the wall. We roll on the floor, and I get rug burn on my knees as I rock my hips, my tits bouncing as I come, riding my husband the way we both crave.

  He holds my breasts, pulling them to his mouth, sucking my nipples as come drips from my pussy, coating my thighs. His tight balls hit my pussy as he rocks against me; my core is on fire and my heart burning with so much love.

  It's everything. Losing my virginity and gaining the whole world.

  This is more than I ever imagined. But here I am, making love with my husband on my wedding day.

  Epilogue

  Levi

  One Year Later…

  Lucy sits on top of my face, and I lick her creamy cunt the way she loves. My beard tickles her and I hold onto her knees, not letting this sweetheart wiggle away.

  Her mouth is open, suctioned around my thick cock, and it feels so good, sucking her while she sucks me. Her full tits brushing against my abdomen as her head bobs up and down, her hands wrapped around my balls, squeezing them the way I like.

  "Oh Levi, I'm so close, I'm so..."

  Yeah, my wife is close. I should know, I'm the only man to ever lick her sweet creamy cunt, and I know when she is ready to come.

  I lift her pussy from my mouth and flip her around. She has a dreamy smile on her face as she sinks down on my cock. I fill her up nice and good and she leans down, kissing me full on the lips.

  "I love you, Lucy," I tell her, running my hands through her hair as she rocks on top of me.

  "I can't believe tomorrow is our one-year anniversary," she whispers. She stops rocking her hips and presses her hands to my chest. "Oh, Levi, yes, oh," she moans as we come together, nice and hard.

  She rolls off of me, playing with my balls and I pull her to my chest, kissing the side of her head. "Well, I can't believe Matthew is still sleeping," I say.

  Lucy pulls herself up, eyes wide. "Don't jinx it."

  I laugh softly, knowing that Lucy has had a row of sleepless nights, rocking our two-month-old son back to sleep. I try to help, but our boy is tethered to his mama's breast. I would be too if I could, Lucy has the best set of tits in the whole goddamn world.

  "I'm gonna take Matthew to see Granny at her home later. I'll stop at the Tahoe Farmer's Market first. Her home-care nurse said she has early morning appointments, so we will bring her lunch."

  "That's nice, but you're killing me, baby," I groan playfully. "I'm not ready to start the day. It's not even seven am."

  Lucy smiles. "Oh yeah? You wanna go back to bed?"

  "I don't want to sleep."

  "What do you want?" she asks, a twinkle in her eyes. My cock is hard again, her easy strokes got me exactly where I wanted to go.

  I pin her down playfully, covering her mouth when she starts to laugh. "Don't wake the baby."

  "Is this my anniversary present?" she asks as I straddle her, pressing my hard cock into her still warm pussy.

  "No. Your present is something else entirely."

  "What is it?" her eyes sparkle.

  I thrust inside of her, relishing that we're having sex more than once in the morning again. We just got cleared by her doctor a few weeks ago and have been going at it like bunnies ever since.

  It's impossible to stay away from my wife's pussy for long. It's still as sweet and delicious as it was on our wedding night.

  "Tell me," she whimpers, clinging to my neck as I bury myself in her.

  "I'll give you a hint. You'll need a little black dress."

  "Vegas?"

  I nod, my cock throbbing as I move deep inside of her, forcing her to cry out in pleasure as I fill her up with my seed. I grunt as I come inside, loving the way her pussy tightens as we both climax.

  "Luke and Tammi are coming with," I tell her, finishing with a long, even thrust. "Gonna watch Matthew while we go out to breakfast."

  "When?" she asks.

  "Tomorrow morning. One year exactly from our first breakfast together."

  "Will you order a mimosa again?" she asks, beaming up at me.

  I grin at my wife, holding her close to me. "Sure, as long as later I can have my old fashioned."

  Lucy blushes. "Oh, Levi, you can have me whenever and wherever you like."

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