Chapter 10
SETH
I circled the tip of my finger over her clit, which stood out erect and proud, a little pearl to be treasured. "Why don't you want to be lusty?"
"Because it's what put me in trouble with Aaron."
I moved my finger back down her slit, parted her folds to find her slippery entrance and dipped my finger in, just enough to make her hips buck.
"We'll only speak of Aaron once, especially since I have my finger in your pussy.
You were meant for me. When you see what I plan to do to you, you'll know that is a fact. "
"What...what do you plan to do?" She looked at my hand between her spread thighs momentarily before I brushed over her clit, then her head fell back and her chin lifted toward the ceiling.
I couldn't help but grin.
Lazily, I played with her pussy. It was hot to the touch, wet and perfectly pink.
I could smell the sweet scent of her arousal and knew she'd taste just the same.
My mouth watered to find out. But first, I'd tempt her with my words, wanting her to know I wasn't looking for a quick fuck beneath the covers.
"In just a minute I'm going to lower my head and eat your pussy. Taste you for the first time. Then, with your legs so delectably spread, I'm going to split you open with my big cock. It is big, Rachel and it's going to open these perfect pussy lips nice and wide."
She moaned and I slipped my finger all the way in to the hilt, curling the tip so that I could rub over her front wall and find that spot I knew would make her melt all over my hand.
"I'll fill you with my seed, but I'll still be hard.
I've been hard for you for months. Maybe I'll go around to the other side of the bed, slide you over so your head hangs off the side and have you lick me clean, then I'll fuck your mouth.
At that angle I'll be able to go nice and deep.
Have you ever had a cock down your throat, baby? "
She shook her head then cried out my name when I found that spongy little spot inside. "Right there, is it?" I crooked my finger again and again.
"Where was I?" I asked. I could feel her thigh muscles clench and shudder against my neck.
"Your throat, right. With your arms pinned to your side, you'll have to take me.
Maybe then, when I've marked you with my seed in two of your holes, I'll get you completely naked and on your hands and knees.
There's one hole left I'll need to claim. "
From my position, I had an up close glimpse of this last hole.
Her ass was a perfect pink rosette, winking at me as I bumped and nudged that special spot far up in her pussy.
My hand was slick with her juices, her body dripping with need and desire.
I wanted to fuck that dark hole, stretch her wide open and make her truly mine.
I doubted Aaron had gotten near her ass.
He may have taken her virginity, but her ass was mine.
"Have you been fucked in the ass, baby?"
"No," she panted.
"So this is a little virgin hole?" I asked, my thumb brushing over that sensitive ring.
"Oh! I've never--"
"You will. And soon." I felt eagerness laced with male pride knowing I'd be the one to show her the delights of a good ass fucking. But first, first I'd taste her.
Enough talking. My mouth watered in anticipation.
I slipped my finger from her and licked it.
She was as sweet as I'd expected. Hot and tangy.
Delicious. Her eyelids drooped as she watched me.
I slipped my finger across her slit, lifted it up, showed her the glistening wetness then ran the pad of my finger across her plump lower lip. "Taste."
Her little pink tongue darted out and flicked over my finger and I groaned, knowing that kitten like move on my cock would make me shoot my cum on her face. "Open up. Suck it clean," I growled, pushing my finger between her lips.
She took it into her hot mouth, her cheeks pulling in as she sucked my digit. Awareness flared in her eyes when she saw how affected I was. It was readily apparent on my face because I burned for her.
Pulling my finger free, I clamped my hands on her thighs. The thin material of her drawers clung to her skin, wet and transparent with her juices. I dove down, my mouth latching on to her exposed pussy, my tongue running the full length of her slit and up to circle her clit.
She would have bucked off the bed if I didn't hold her down.
I didn't stop my assault. She'd been taunting me for so long, it was time I made her feel as I.
Desperate, out of control, insane. I did this by nibbling on her dainty little pussy lips, flicking over her clit, my fingers, one then two, plunging into her tight pussy mimicking what my cock would soon do.
It wasn't long before she came and I could feel it's approach by the way her body tightened, her breath held and her feet dug into my back.
She still wore her boots and I'd surely have bruises, but I didn't care.
"Seth!" she screamed. I didn't relent on my attentions as she came, but lessened the intensity of my assault until I was kissing the inside of her creamy thigh, one then the other, until she lay limp and wilted upon the bed.
"Did you like that?" I murmured.
"You know I did," she countered.
I lifted my chin and gave her a wicked grin, knowing she could see my mouth and chin were slick with her desire.
"Then you will like it better once I shave you. I want to see your pussy all pink and pretty, not hiding behind anything."
I gave a gentle tug on her silky dark curls.
"Shave me?" she asked, confusion marring her brow.
"Mmm," I replied. "It will be my job to keep you nice and smooth. It will be your job to present your pussy to me to do so."
She slipped one thigh off my shoulder, then the other. I could have easily kept them there, but I let her do so for she couldn't close up her legs, my large body keeping her spread open so prettily.
"Seth, let me have my hands. Please," she begged.
I shook my head slowly as I stood, kicked off my boots and undid the placket of my pants.
She forgot her interest in her pinned arms and closing her legs and was entranced by the appearance of my burgeoning cock.
When she gasped at the sight of it, I grabbed it at the base and stroked up the long length. "I told you I was big."
Her eyes widened. "Seth, that's not going to fit. I mean," she licked her lips in possible anticipation and hesitation, "I'm not a virgin, but Aaron only took me a few times."
My hand paused and I looked at her to assess the truth of her words. "He only fucked you a few times? Was he sick?"
Unfortunately, some of her pleasure faded. "No. He was in love with Julia Lanesport."
"He fucked her?" I asked, my voice going loud with surprise. "While you were married?"
She tried to close her legs but I wouldn't let her. There would be no secrets between us, whether they be words or her body.
"No. He was honorable. It was I, in fact, who suggested he have an affair with her. It was the only way he could have her, you see, but he died first."
She'd committed a minor sin, the only infraction was being caught, and was to suffer the consequences the rest of her life. "You weren't the only one at fault, baby."
"I kissed him," she replied.
I placed on hand on the bed beside her head and leaned over her. "Did he push you away?"
"No."
"Did he kiss you back?"
"Yes."
"Then Aaron was as much at fault as you, regardless of who held his heart."
"But--"
"No," I said clearly and with finality. "He should have known better. I doubt you were the first miss to want his attentions."
She flushed prettily, but it was out of hurt and shame.
I took her chin in my other hand and made her look at me.
"There's nothing to which you should feel shame.
He was the man and he should have known better.
By not pleasing you, he wasn't doing his job and for that, I want to bring him back from the dead and punch him in the nose. "
Her eyes widened, then she laughed, the soft sound filling some empty spaces in my heart. It was so easy to succumb to her, for I fear I'd lost myself to her months ago. "Your pussy, then, must be aching." I grabbed her hips and hooked them about my waist as I aligned my cock up to her needy pussy.
"Oh yes," she sighed.
"I vow, Rachel, that you will want for nothing ever again.
Whether it be words or affection or a hard fucking, I will take care of you.
" I reached down between us and aligned my cock to her scalding hot pussy.
Grabbing her behind one knee, I pushed her leg toward her chest and slid my cock into her all the way in one deep, slick stroke.
We both groaned. Her inner walls clenched and milked my cock as if trying to pull it in deeper.
She shifted her hips. "Seth, you're too big."
"No. Relax. Settle. Give it a moment." My words were costing me, holding still was torture to my cock. My balls drew up tight.
"I need my hands," she replied, shifting. Her breasts swayed with the motion and I lowered my head to suck on her left nipple. "Seth, please, I need--"
Lifting my head, I gave her my answer. "No." I ground my hips against her, pushing myself into her even deeper. "I will take care of you." I repeated my words and I started to move, using my body as a vow to her.
"But--"
"Shh," I soothed, giving her a moment to recognize she could do nothing but feel.
I pushed off my hand and stood. "Wrap your legs around me."
She did as bid, her ankles circling at the small of my back. I took her soft, plush hips in my hands and began to fuck her in earnest, deep filling strokes like a piston. In this position I was able to fill her so that the head of my cock nudged her womb, over and over.
I wasn't going to last as fucking her had been the main dream I had for months.
I could feel my orgasm at the base of my spine, my cum boiling in my balls.
My thumb ran over her clit, all hard and protruding from her stretched folds, then pressed hard.
She came, her back bowing, her scream caught in her throat.
The milking of my cock had me thrusting deep one last time until I was fully embedded, my seed pulsing in thick jets into her, filling her.
I rubbed out the last of the pleasure, and watched as my cum seeped out around my cock, her pussy overflowing with my huge size and overwhelming quantity of seed.
Her feet came undone and I lowered her legs back to the bed.
She was asleep, her creamy thighs coated, her perfect pussy all red and swollen, drenched in her arousal and my seed.
Yes, she would be shaved, for the thick essence clung to the dark curls.
Dampening a cloth in the washroom, I returned to find her unmoved and was able to look my fill at her perfect body as I cleaned my sticky cum from her pussy.
I couldn't help but feel virile in my ability to render my wife unconscious with pleasure.
I, too, was overwhelmed, the room hazy and my body weary from the claiming.
Tossing back the covers, I carefully worked her wrists free from the dress, slipped it down and off her body before moving her, situating myself behind her like two spoons in a drawer.
Once we had a little nap to replenish our energy, I would take her again.