Chapter 39 – Delphine #2
My wife. Those two words get me wet instantly. I practically throw my clothes off. Luigi stares at me as I shimmy out of my panties. I didn’t bother wearing a bra to nurse the twins, so once I have my sweater off, I am naked. Luigi gives me a once-over and then wolf whistles.
“I have a hot wife.”
“Shut up.”
“I mean it. Now get over here before I turn into a Neanderthal.”
He doesn’t have to ask me twice. Luigi takes my hand and helps me into the tub. The water is the perfect temperature. This feels incredible. I sink into the water and groan with pleasure. This feels so damn good. Luigi chuckles.
“I knew you would like it.”
Over the next thirty minutes, he sponges me clean with this eucalyptus body wash that soothes my nipples and makes my skin tingle. He gently lifts my hair to wash my back and indulges me in a deeply necessary massage. I only want to leave this bath at all because of my pruning fingers.
“I can run you one more bath before I leave,” Luigi promises.
My heart does that little nervous jump again at the mention of his departure.
I knew it was coming, but every interaction we have brings us closer to that goodbye.
Despite my exhaustion from nursing and our wedding day, I desperately crave sleeping with this man one last time before he leaves.
He gently cleanses me and leads me from the bath into a wrapped fluffy white robe. My head swims sleepily because I’m so comfortable in the robe, but Luigi has other plans when he leads me to sit on the edge of the bed.
“You must be tired,” he says. “I’ll lotion you up.”
I know Luigi wants to put his hands all over me again, but I’m just happy I convinced him to adopt my lotion habit. As I sit on the edge of the bed, Luigi positions himself on his knees, pumping creamy white lotion into the palm of his hands.
He starts at the base of my feet, pressing his thumbs into the balls of my left foot and then running pressure along the length of my arch.
The pleasure travels up my arches and up the length of my calf.
Fuck, it feels incredible. Luigi massages lotion all over my feet and calves, getting my skin soft and supple to the touch as he moves his way up to my thighs.
Luigi unfastens the white rope on my bathrobe and lets the robe fall open all the way.
He spreads my thighs open and lotions up my inner thighs and buttcheeks.
He’s so close to me. Luigi doesn’t have any pretenses about his plans.
Once my legs are spread and he massages my thighs with lotion, his head moves forward towards my lower lips and he quickly slips his tongue between them.
His soft touch sends electric pleasure all the way through me and the gasp that comes out of my mouth is sinful.
I try to stop myself from acting crazy at the slightest touch from Luigi’s tongue, but I can’t help it.
His tongue feels so fucking good. Encouraged by my initial moan of pleasure, he spreads my lips wider with his tongue and lips, french kissing my pussy until I feel myself getting close to an orgasm.
The build-up is so fast, I’m no longer in control.
I didn’t realize how fucking badly I wanted Luigi until his tongue first rubbed up against my clit.
I buck my hips up to meet his tongue thrusting into me and he makes it even more impossible to hold back by spreading my lower lips with his fingers and sliding two fingers inside me while he sucks on my lips and flicks his tongue in slow circles around my clit.
He changes his pace as he eats me out and fucks my pussy with two fingers.
I want to cum so badly that my hips gyrate and move against Luigi’s body.
He loves the way I move with lust and desire for him, pushing his fingers into me deeply.
Luigi’s lips wrap around my clit and I scream out loud as this final move pushes me over the edge.
Juices gush from my wetness over Luigi’s lips and I cum twice as he cleans the juices up with slow licks and keeps one finger thrusting inside me slowly.
By the time he pulls his finger away from me and rises to his feet, ready to drop his pants and free the growing bulge at my eye level, I am desperate to feel my husband Luigi Taviani inside me.
He looks down at me with so much desire and love that my pussy throbs with excitement.
I stare at Luigi’s impressive muscular body as he strips in front of me and exposes just how hard eating me out made him.
He’s so fucking hot.
“I want us to have more babies,” Luigi murmurs, pushing me back onto the bed and spreading my legs wide so he can slide between them. “I want to fill your sexy pussy with my cream until your tummy grows…”
Luigi has a pretty strong breeding kink and ever since the twins, I sensed his desire to put another baby in me. The way he touches my stomach and thighs reminds me of how badly he loves seeding me. This comment in our honeymoon suite proves my suspicions.
I spread my legs wider to take Luigi’s cock while staring into his eyes, silently welcoming his continued desire to impregnate me.
He grabs my cheek and draws my face to his possessively as the head of his cock presses against my entrance.
Our kiss is a deep and slow one, which allows Luigi to move the head of his cock between my legs.
I moan as his cock spreads me open and he slides at least two inches inside me.
Holy fuck, it hurts. But he also feels so damn good.
“I want to breed this pussy,” Luigi whispers. “I want to give you another set of mixed race twin babies…”
He grabs my cheeks tighter as he slides the rest of the way inside me.
I moan with pleasure as Luigi’s dick stretches me out and I already feel my cervix moving as the tip of his cock seeks its biological purpose.
Luigi grunts with pleasure as he withdraws slowly and I brace myself for the pain of another deep thrust.
The pain is utterly worth the pleasure. Luigi kisses me and pumps with slow, deep thrusts between my legs at a pace which makes it easy to get close to another orgasm. I move my hips to meet his thrusts as I get closer and Luigi’s grasp on me tightens.
“That’s it, baby,” he growls. “You feel so fucking good wrapped around my dick…”
His voice pushes me over the edge and I cum as Luigi pushes into me with a deep, powerful thrust. When I cum, I sense this utter loss of control in him as his thrusting becomes more primal and animalistic.
I drag his body closer to mine, moving with him to cum one last time as Luigi chases his own pleasure.
Wet slapping noises fill our honeymoon suite along with our heavy breathing as our sweat bodies press together.
The euphoria makes me feel addicted to his body and I sink my nails into Luigi’s tight muscular ass cheek, pulling in him deeper when I feel myself about to cum again.
As I drag him deeper inside me, Luigi explodes.
My grasp on his ass cheek surprises him and pushes his arousal over the edge.
He grunts with pleasure and erupts deep between my legs.
His cock throbs as ropes of cum spurt out of his pussy and all over my inner walls.
The back walls of my pussy ache as his seed pools inside me and gushes around.
“Fuck,” Luigi growls. “I know that worked.”
His hand moves to my stomach.
“I know I got you pregnant.”
“You can’t possibly know that,” I whisper as Luigi shudders and slowly withdraws, keeping his body pressed against mine.
“I know it,” he whispers. “Just like I know that I love you.”
My chest still flutters when he says it.
“I love you too.”
“Good,” Luigi whispers. “Then come here and keep my seed inside you. I want another set of precious twins from you… soon.”