Apollo's 11

by Anna Collins

  Once she finished cumming, she stood up and put her arms around my neck, kissing me as she hugged me tightly. We hugged for several minutes, and I began to wonder if everything was alright. Finally, she let go, and I rose up looking into those beautiful eyes.

  "Now, sit back down, so I can feel your cock in my pussy!"

  I sat back down on the sofa, and Freya lowered herself, this time onto my cock. I loved the feeling of her tight, warm pussy engulfing my cock. Once she was in my lap, I reached around and took her magnificent tits in my hands while she started humping my cock.

  I caressed and squeezed her breasts while rolling her nipples between my fingers and tugging at them. Her pussy gripped my cock as she continued humping me. She humped my cock as I continued pleasuring her tits. After a few minutes, I had her lay over the arm of the sofa, this time sliding my cock into her tight pussy.

  I began slamming hard into her as Freya begged me to fuck her hard. I pummeled her pussy over and over, my balls slapping against her legs as I fucked her. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer as I began filling her pussy with my load, while she started cumming yet again.

  As we lay down side by side on the soft rug in the living room, I noticed Freya was panting, and her face was completely flushed. This fucked up look of hers turned me on again. Jeez! Was I a machine or what? I shook my head.

  I pulled her naked body close to mine tugging on her waist; she sighed and hugged my back. I smiled affectionately at her and kissed on her forehead. "I love you Freya," I whispered in her ears. She closed her eyes at my whisper as if my voice was the most beautiful thing in the world. Then she said, "I love you too Robert, you have no idea how much I was yearning to hear these three magical words from your mouth," her eyes were teary as she said it. I felt sorry thinking about the amount of pain I had caused her. "I will never leave you alone again, I promise," I said meaningfully, that's all I could do at the moment. She smiled and rose up to kiss me.

  We kissed, our tongues caressing. The more we kissed, the more aroused we became and I pulled over my gray T-shirt.

  Her skin was so soft as I kissed and licked her breasts, paying special attention to her aureole's and her nipples. She cooed and moaned as I teased her nipples with my tongue, sucking them into my mouth as she held my head close to her chest.

  I took my time sucking her nipples, not wanting to appear to be in a rush although all I could think about was getting to her pussy. I continued sucking and gently squeezing her breasts, working her closer and closer to orgasm.

  Finally, she started cumming, her body shaking as she came. I eased my hand under her skirt, making my way up her leg toward her pussy. She seemed to be as anxious to have my hand on her as I was, begging me to make her cum again.

  I slid my hand down between her legs, finding her wet lips. Freya moaned softly as she spread her legs farther apart for me. Her pussy was so pink, showing me just how aroused she was.

  I lowered my head, seeing the soft petals of her swollen lips and the juices oozing from her wet pussy. I began running my tongue up and down her labia, licking her wet lips as Freya squealed even louder.

  I worked my tongue between her folds, licking the length of her pussy, as she writhed on the sofa, begging me to make her cum. I eventually worked my tongue into her pussy where I began tongue fucking her. She started moving her hips and thrusting her pussy into my face as I tongued fucked her to another orgasm.

  I wasted no time taking her clit into my mouth as I slid as many fingers as I could into her pussy while sucking her clit. Freya was gasping and squealing as she held my head against her pussy, thrusting it into my face.

  It took no time at all until she was cumming for yet a third time.

  She started kissing my chest and then running her tongue over my nipples as I had done to her. It felt good until she started biting my nipples with her teeth.

  By now she was exhausted, and I didn't want to push her anymore, so I carried her upstairs to the bedroom where she fell asleep in my arms, like a small baby.

  10 Years Later…

  Freya

  "Jeez! I can't even recognize if they are my mine," I screeched, and my jaw fell open as I scanned them with my widely open eyes.

  "Aaah! No one can deny these two firecrackers are yours. Just look at their mischievous blue eyes," Kate tickled their bellies, and both of them started giggling.

  I shook my head in annoyance, and then I crouched next to them. Thankfully, I was wearing blue jeans and a creamy white full-sleeved top; the comfortable attire made everything easier. My twins; Owen my boy, and Olivia my girl, were only five years old, but they were capable of turning my life upside down in so many ways. Those two were full of mischief and added a bit of extra glow to my already bright life.

  As I rolled my eyes at them, they started making puppy dog eyes. Jeez! Those chubby faces were the cutest things in the whole world. Kate was right; anyone could tell Robert and I were the parents of these beautiful bundle of joys. They had inherited the ocean blue eyes of Robert, and their wavy brown hair totally resembled mine.

  But now they weren't looking cute at all! Both my kids were drenched in mud; they looked as if someone had thrown them in a pool of it.

  "Hadn't I asked you guys to stay in and watch cartoons? Why did you go out? You could have gotten hurt! How did you fell in the mud?" I asked as I held their hands and turned them around to check them for any signs of a scratch.

  "Oh, mommy! We are fine, don't keep turning us around," said Owen in a cute, but pissed off voice.

  I frowned, "Shh! Let me check".

  "Hey kiddos, we have your mom and dad's anniversary party tonight. Are you two going to come like this?" Kate teased them showing her tongue, and those two did the same.

  "Oh, mommy, we were just playing football with daddy and then it turned into a mud fight. It was so fun!" Olivia giggled.

  "Ya! You should totally see dad. I bet you won't be able to recognize him as well," said Owen as he high-fived Olivia.

  My eyes squinted, "See Kate, I told you so. He is the one behind it, he is spoiling my kids." I said as I began wiping my little dolls with a washcloth.

  "Seems like you guys are talking about me," his deep voice filled my ears, and I turned to the door.

  Kate whistled and then spoke in my ear, "Wow! Just look at him, he's looking so hot. Stop being angry and just grab him already."

  She was right. My anger faded as I saw his bare upper body in brown mud. He was just wearing gray colored shorts, looking like fine erotic art. I licked my lips and felt a rush of heat in both of my cheeks as he started walking towards us.

  Kate cleared her throat, "Olivia and Owen, come! I will take you upstairs and clean you up. Let mommy handle daddy," Kate winked at both of us as she took the kids.

  Was this a mad house or what? Kate was now married to Rick and was two months pregnant. However, her behavior hadn't changed, not even a bit. I was glad they had made it today for our anniversary party.

  I was startled for a second when I found Robert standing only a few inches away from me. I swallowed and looked down; calm down your wild thoughts Freya, you have been married to him for 12 freaking years, he isn't your boyfriend now. I found myself taking some deep breaths.

  "And how are you gonna explain this Mr. Robert Hudson?" I looked up and squinted my eyes at him. I tried to make my anger win because this guy deserved to hear a mouthful.

  He smirked and threw me a wild, passionate look. When he saw I was trying to look away, he grabbed my hand and pulled me onto his chest.

  "Eeks! Robert, you are covered in mud," I threw my hands at him in protest.

  He laughed, "Don't act like you don't like it," he winked playfully.

  I hit him on the chest, "Robert! You are a father now! Act like one!" I rebuked.

  "In my defense, I was just having a fun time with my sugar bears. They make me forget everything, even my age," he said fondly.

  Owen and Olivia were Robert's life. He totally
spoiled them fulfilling each and every wish of them, but on the other side, he impressed me too, giving them the right teachings. It was all because of him my kids were so well behaved and decent in front of society. But they weren't any of this with me; every day their pranks gave me a new headache, but I knew I would be able to handle it all because Robert was with me.

  "Now don't act like you are angry," Robert bit down my earlobe. His husky voice made me shiver, and my hand automatically dug onto his back.

  "What are you doing? The kids will see us," I whispered.

  He laughed and the next moment my feet were off the ground as he carried me up in his arms. I looked here and there to make sure no one was watching. It would have been so embarrassing if Kate, the kids or the housemaids saw us like this. This Robert! He had no sense of timing.

  "Don't frown and pout like this, otherwise...." he sighed.

  I raised an eyebrow and said in a challenging tone, "Otherwise what?"

  He smirked. His blue eyes now had all the shades of passion and naughtiness, "Otherwise, I will drop my plan of taking you to the bedroom and will start kissing you right here and now."

  My mouth opened and closed as if I was a goldfish, "You are impossible."

  "And you are super adorable," he kissed on my cheek, making me blush. I hid my face in his chest as he carried me to the bedroom.

  I never used to believe in fairy tales, maybe because life never offered me one. But now while I am celebrating the 10 years of my marriage with my monster, I can say in a confident and happy tone happiness is there in our life, we just need to go for it and take our chances. I never thought a handsome prince was hiding behind the person who I thought had destroyed my life.

  Now I can’t stop saying this to Robert every time I see him, "My life wouldn't be this perfect if you were not in it." He smiles and kisses my cheek. I yearn to see that affection in his eyes. I think I can never get enough of his sweet and sour kisses.

  THE END