My heartbeat races as his hand dives underneath the fabric of my bra, yanking my breast over the top where it’s engulfed by his mouth.
I hear a pop as his lips leave my nipple, before crashing down on it hard again.
I lean in with my midsection, trying to rub my pussy against his body. He feels the contact and changes his stance, putting a knee forward which allows me to glide along the top of his trousers on his thigh.
It’s too much, and it’s not fair. My breast is inside his mouth. I want something inside mine.
I wiggle my wrist, but it’s no use. He’s got me pinned good.
I reach for his belt with my other hand and fumble with it, getting it open halfway.
“I need my other hand,” I say, tugging against his grasp.
He releases and I dive to my knees, ripping his belt open and jerking down his pants. I see his bulging erection inside his white boxer briefs, which are stretched to the point where they’re about to rip.
“Uhhh,” I moan, as I grab his cock over the top of his fabric.
My head shoots into his groin and I press his cock and balls toward my cheek. My head rotates and I mouth his shaft through the fabric.
I feel his fingertips slide over my scalp, sending chills down my spine.
I yank his trousers down and his cock springs up and back like a diving board, but I’m the one who’s ready to take the plunge as I see the moisture on his tip just before my mouth wraps around his circumcised member.
I rotate my mouth clockwise and grab the shaft, before pulling my head back causing a loud popping sound.
“Fuck!” he says.
I hear his dirty language and I want to get just as filthy. I put the head of his cock back inside my mouth, but this time I don’t turn. I slide taking his shaft into my mouth as the tip of his dick hits the back of my throat.
I can barely breathe he’s so big. I’m choking on his huge dick as my head moves in and out like a woodpecker looking for a nut to bust.
“Uhhh,” I moan as I try and breathe while his meat fills my mouth.
I keep one hand and the base of his rod and grab his sack with the other, holding his balls in my grasp.
“Fuck. Fuck!” he says, and I know he’s already close.
Feeling what I’m able to do to him puts me close too, and his moans aren’t helping to make this euphoric moment last any longer.
I drop his balls, and my hand shoots into my pants as I stroke my clit while my other hand grabs his shaft harder and I continue bobbing on his cock.
My hair is flying everywhere. I can barely hear. I can only taste and smell, and his cock smells like feral testosterone. I breathe in deeper.
“I’m gonna cum!” he says and I feel his thick fingers grasp my skull.
I jam three fingers inside me finding my spot unleashing a waterfall just as his cock erupts, plastering the back of my throat with his warm, gooey gift.
My body goes limp sending his dick even deeper inside my mouth as I feel the tip of his rod touch a place so far down my throat I didn’t even imagine it was possible to feel there.
But feel I do. Everywhere. Who knew the absolutely complete out-of-body experience felt so complete within your body? Every nerve touched. Every emotion drained. Every hair on my body standing up, and then falling back down again. My sense of smell, taste, and touch heightened…only to come crashing back down to reality.
I lean back on my shins as my head hits the wall behind me. I don’t even care, because the pain doesn’t even register. I tip my head back and swallow the last of his cum. I have to stick my neck out to get it all. It’s trapped in my throat before it slides down to be lost inside me forever.
I look up and see his chest heaving, as he puts his hands up and behind his head before bringing them back down and resting them on his hips as he bends forward trying to catch his breath.
“Fuck, that was incredible,” he says.
He locks eyes with me, before sliding his fingers underneath my armpits as he lifts me up off the floor and kisses me hard right on the lips.
He must sense my footing is still wobbly, as he scoops me up and carries me to the bed.
I should burst out laughing at his waddle, being that his pants are still down at his ankles, but I still haven’t come close to catching my breath, or processing just how intense this night is about to become.
CHAPTER 11
Brittney
He drops me on the bed. I can see I’ve brought out the animal in him. There will be nothing gentle about what happens next, nor do I want it that way.
It’s a race to get undressed first. He’s on top of me just as I’m throwing my panties on the floor.
He devours my lips as I reach up, wrapping my arms around his back so I can feel the width of his body. He’s like a humongous V-shape, built from steel.
My hands continue down the sides of his torso, feeling muscles I’d only ever seen on the cover of magazines.
His hands are on either side of my head. I can feel the weight pressing down into the mattress. It’s mentally confusing as you can feel his power and dominance over you while at the same time feel so protected and safe.
I reach for his cock and line it up to my opening, rubbing it up and down my folds.
“Not so fast,” he says, brushing my hand away like it’s nothing as he grabs his shaft rubbing the head up and down my slit as I feel the ridge from his circumcised perfection slide along the opening to my inner walls.
“I want to feel you inside me.”
“You will,” he says, as his other hands reaches up and under my jawline, moving my head back firmly, but gently.
I feel his index finger slide across my chin before resting on my lower lip. It slowly moves left and right across my lips, like a victorious knight on horseback waiting for the castle gate to open allowing him to return to where he’s most revered. He doesn’t have to wait long. My lips part, and his finger slides inside. I feel his digit against my tongue as I reach for his wrists and begin sucking it hard.
Then another orifice is penetrated as I feel his cock slide inside me, causing my mouth to open wide and my toes to flex and curl as he splits me open.
My pussy clenches on him, but he’s too big. He’s moving in and out so so slowly and for as animalistic as we’ve been up until this point this suddenly feels romantic by comparison.
My hands release his wrists and grasp for the sheets, as I wad up big balls of the high quality linen in my hands.
He takes me by my hips firmly but gently as his own hips rock forward and back. I look up and it’s like his midsection is a wave hitting its peaks and troughs as his hips move and his butt flexes causing his cock to glide in and out so fluidly it should be art.
Seconds pass which seem like minutes. My eyes roll back in my head and I feel round two is close to coming to fruition.
I nearly pass out as my mind leaves the room. I feel like I’m in heaven gliding on a cloud, and then suddenly all hell breaks loose as I erupt on him.
“Aaah,” he says, as my juices cover him. He moves in and out of me twice more before the motion stops, and I feel a different kind of liquid moving within me. But this one isn’t trying to get out, it’s trying to get in…and is it ever.
I can feel my body accepting his climax and all my fantasies about him that I’ve ever harbored have come to port and are complete.
It’s cliché to think he’s better than I could have ever imagined, but it’s true. It’s so so true.
And now that I’ve had this…had him…I know there’s no going back. I’ve waited to feel something this deep my entire life, and now I’ve had it. I’ve had him, and all I want is more.
I feel his cock pull out and he face-plants on the bed next to me. It’s exactly how I feel too. Completely spent and completely satisfied.
“I didn’t think it was possible for a man to cum twice on the same erection.”
His head twists on the mattress to face me, as he breathes in and out h
ard. “I didn’t either,” he begins, “until you.”
CHAPTER 12
Brittney
The lecture my teacher is giving is going straight over my head. It’s not because I don’t understand the topic. I’m well prepared and studied like a student possessed last week. The reason is him.
We were up all night doing all the things I’ve wanted to do for a long, long time. Now I’m paying the price.
As much fun as I had with Sean, I was reminded that everything wouldn’t always be fun and games.
He had to get up early to pick up his daughter from his ex’s place and then run her to preschool. I have to remind myself he’s a dad, and everything that comes with it.
I may be younger, but I’ve always been told I’m an old soul. It’s just one of the many reasons why Sean’s the perfect catch for me, not that he wasn’t already.
I knew someday I’d want a family, but I always thought they’d be my kids…not somebody else’s. I twirl my pen through my hair and wonder what it would be like to be the woman who just falls right into place, like the final puzzle piece to an insta-family. I never ever thought I could do something like that, nor would I want to. I’ve only spent a little time with Isabella so far, but the time we have spent together makes me wish we could get to know each other even more.
And Sean really opened up to me last night. He said he could tell that Isabella really looks up to me. For some reason she just doesn’t connect with her mother. Sean thinks it might be because she had Isabella later in life, and at a time when she was focused on her career.
It’s difficult for Isabella because when all the other parents come by the school Isabella gets teased due her parents’ ages. I feel for all three of them. Kids can be so cruel, and it affects not only Isabella but also likely her mom and dad as well. Hurtful comments sting adults too.
But he said Isabella saw something different in me. She asked when I would be back. Picturing her saying those words sent my hands straight to my heart. I covered my chest and gave out a big “awww” as we lay in bed in the still of the night.
This is all happening so fast, and there’s so much to consider. The part with Sean is easy. I’ve fantasized about him for years, so being with him is like a dream come true.
I wasn’t aware of Isabella. At the moment she seems like the cutest surprise ever, but I need to think rationally. Am I really ready to get involved with Sean long-term and be committed to everything that goes with it?
The last thing I want to do is come into that little girl’s life and then suddenly leave one day. It would break my heart, and probably hers too. Just thinking of something like that scares me like crazy.
But I know Sean is worth it, and Isabella too. I just need more time with them, and that starts tonight.
CHAPTER 13
Isabella
I really like Brittney and I am happy she is coming to our house tonight.
I can tell my dad likes Brittney too. I think maybe he loves her, but I am not sure.
I have not seen my dad act this way, not even around my mom. I love my mom, but sometimes I think she is more in love with her job. I wish I had a mom who loved me more, so I could love her more back.
Sometimes I feel alone. I love my daddy, but he is a man. Sometimes I wish there was a woman I could talk to and ask questions to. Some questions I have I am too shy to ask my dad or anyone else.
I like Brittney. I think I can ask her anything and she will tell me. I can see from her eyes that she will tell me the truth. This is important to me. Sometimes people tell me what they think I should hear, like things about Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy and how babies are made. I learned from a boy at school that there is no such thing as Santa Claus. I did not want to believe him, but he said things that are true like how can one man travel around the world in one night and come down every chimney in the whole wide world? Some people do not even have chimneys. Also I know my dad keeps the doors locked really tight and would never let anyone in our house. There is no way Santa Claus could sneak past my dad. He has a very big security system.
But tonight my dad will let Brittney inside our house. I hope we can play games and eat some candy. That would be really fun.
I hope Brittney is nice to me like she was the first time we met. I think she will be nice. I think she is a nice person. I am a nice person, and I think nice people should do things with other nice people.
Some people are not nice. Those people must be careful, because my dad will get them and put them somewhere where they cannot do bad things anymore.
My dad is also a nice person. He wants to make sure there are only nice people in the world. He is my hero. Maybe Brittney can be a hero for me too.
Oh! I hear the doorbell. That must be her.
I drop my hairbrush and run to the door. I am excited to see Brittney again!
CHAPTER 14
Brittney
“Hey Isabella!”
“Hello Brittney!”
“I like your hair.”
“Thank you,” she says. She clasps her hands in front of her thighs and turns her body sideways, bending at the hips and knees. She is so cute! “I did it myself.”
“You did a great job.”
“Thank you. Do you want some candy?”
“Sure!” I say. I laugh at her sweet tooth and am surprised Sean’s letting her have this much candy. I wonder if he’s a bit of a pushover when it comes to his daughter.
“Okay, but we have to wait until after dinner.”
“Okay. It’s a deal,” I say, extending my hand. She looks at it like she’s unsure what to do with it at first. “Shake?” I ask.
She takes my hand and giggles, before suddenly jerking it up and then down, and giggling even harder. Then she takes off running for the kitchen.
“Whoa there Speedy Gonzales,” Sean says, as he scoops her up just as she runs by. Brittney giggles some more at Sean grabbing her and lifting her up. Any thoughts I might have had about this entire situation being a bad idea are quickly forgotten. I can’t believe how perfect Sean and Isabella are. They’re so perfect in fact I almost wonder if there’s a need for me in their lives.
“Thanks for coming by,” Sean says.
“Thank you for inviting me,” I say.
Sean kisses me on the cheek.
“I want a kiss too!” Isabella says.
“Okay,” Sean says.
He puckers up for Isabella and she taps his lips with her fingertips. “From Brittney, silly.”
“Oh!” Sean says. “Well you have to ask her. You can’t go around stealing kisses. There are no kissing bandits allowed in this house.”
My smile goes from huge to enormous when Brittney reaches in towards me with her lips puckered and her eyes closed. I move my cheek in her direction and get a big wet one right in the middle of my cheek.
Isabella pulls back towards her dad and points at her cheek, as she closes her eyes again.
I lean in and kiss right where she’s pointing.
“Thank you,” she says.
“Thank you!” I say.
“Dad, can you put me down? I want to show Brittney my paper mache.”
“Sure thing,” Sean says.
“Dinner will be ready in five minutes,” he whispers to me. “Do you mind?” he says motioning towards Isabella.
“Are you kidding? I can’t wait to see it.”
“Thanks,” he says, putting her feet down on the floor. She takes off running, and he wraps me up in a hug. “I missed you,” he says. I can tell he’s not lying by the bump I feel in the groin area of his jeans.
“I missed you too,” I say. I feel a squeeze on one of my butt cheeks followed by a slap. I pretend it’s like a jolt to send me on my way, which I do. I walk towards Isabella’s room, swinging my hips way too much.
I turn back and see Sean, with his eyebrows raised high. He gives me a wink, which I quickly return.
With a welcome like that how could I ever leave? I guess the only w
ay would be to step out and step right back in, only to do it all over again.
But leaving these two is the last thing on my mind right now. I’ve been hit with a wave of positivity, happiness, and love since the moment Isabella opened that door for me and smiled at me from my waist level.
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