Chapter 11
I hired a moving company to pack up and move our goods to Bainbridge Island. Vivian had no idea where I was taking her. She only knew that I said I had someplace where we could live.
Vivian followed my burgundy Hummer in her Candy red sports car to our new home at Port Blakely. I could see the shock on her face as she pulled her Sports car next to mine in the huge circular drive way in front of my mansion.
“We are going to live here?” Vivian gasped as soon as she stepped out of her car in front of our new home. “I had it built for the day I found someone I wanted to share it with,” I told her. Before I could flinch, Vivian threw herself in my arms and practically sucked the life out of me.
As we came into the mansion carrying the small personal suitcases of clothes and personal items that we brought in our vehicles, I got a wide grin on my face.
“Just think. We have all of this brand new furniture and beds to break in,” I chuckled.
“The house was just finished being built three months ago and I had a designer come in and furnish the house for me last month,” I informed Vivian.
“So, no one has ever lived here before?” Vivian asked in complete awe. “You and I will be the first, sweetie. And hopefully, the only residents,” I answered her. Again, she flung herself in my arms and kissed me torridly.
“So, Where do you want to start? It will be at least an hour before the moving guys will arrive with the rest of our stuff,” Vivian purred seductively. “I think the parlor will be a good place to start,” I told her while I started pulling her that way.
We left our little bit of luggage and my laptop in the foyer and I pulled her by the hand to the couch in the parlor. I unfastened the front of her jeans before I pushed her back to sit in the middle of the couch pit.
I slowly wiggled down her jeans and panties to her feet. After I removed her jogging shoes and socks, I pulled off the panties and jeans and tossed them down by the left end of the couch pit. After that, I pulled off her halter top and she was naked.
“Fuuuuuuck, you are so beautiful,” I groaned as I gazed at the raven hair beauty on my new couch pit. While I kicked off my sandals, I yanked my Henley shirt off over my head and tossed it over by Vivian’s clothes. Then I ripped off my jeans and boxer shorts and tossed them too.
“Ooooooh Jaaaaaaaack,” Vivian moaned softly when I spread her legs apart and shoved my face between her thighs. “Eat me Jack, Eeeeeeeeeeat me,” she purred while her hands pressed my face tighter against her seeping wet pussy. “Gawd I love it when you eat my pussy,” she moaned.
I sucked on Vivian’s clit while I rubbed on her g-spot with my two twisting fingers inside her sexhole. When I had her breathing harder, I moved my head up to suck on her tits while I drilled the two fingers into her vagina and rubbed her clit with my thumb.
“Oh Jack, Oh Jack, Oh Jack,” Vivian was gasping huskily. I pulled her hips to the edge of the couch and slammed my dick into her pussy balls deep. “Yesssssssss! Fuck me Jack,” she cried as I bashed into her cervix.
Squish, Squish, Squish, Squish. Vivian’s pussy is so sloppy wet that her juice is spraying out of her pussy and squishing all over our thighs and privates. I reach forward and savagely twist on both of her nipples.
“Yes Jack Yesssssssss! Fuck me like a whore. Fuck me like your own personal whore,” she bellowed while I pulled out on her nipples till they snapped out of my grip.
“Cum for me baby! Cum on my big fat dick,” I growled while I again pinched on her nipples and pulled on them cruelly.
“OH FUCK JACK! OOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUCK,” Vivian shrieked and her body started jerking uncontrollably.
Her nipples snapped back into place when I let go of them. I pumped into her clenching vagina three of four more times and then blasted into climax. My hands mauled on her gorgeous 36DD tits while I pumped wad after wad of thick soupy jizz deep into her fluttering vagina.
There was a mask of rapture on Vivian’s face once I was spent and I let go of her breasts. “Was that a good first orgasm for you in our new house?” I asked while still panting for air. “Oh geezus Jack! That was…WOW,” she answered me.
We had just barely finished getting dressed when the doorbell chimed announcing the arrival of the small moving van. We didn’t have much so it was just a regular size empty Chevy type of van.
It only took fifteen minutes for the two men to bring our things into the house and place the little bit of furniture I moved with us where I wanted it.
Mostly just stuff for my den where I would be doing my writing.
My padded swivel chair, boxes of books and all my office supplies.
I gave both of the men a twenty dollar tip and thanked them for their services.
I watched as they drove off my property and the automatic gate closed behind them.