by Izzy Slam
My love for him blooms, just like this tense ball in my belly, growing bigger and bigger as he thrusts harder and faster.
“Oh daddy, I think I’m about to cum,” I purr in his ear.
He doesn’t say a thing, only presses his hand to the top of my head as he grinds deep inside my walls, throttling me over the edge of ecstasy.
I arch my back and cry out, and seconds later, Ranger vocalizes nearly as loud as me, pummeling me as my walls clamp down around his thickness. I feel his excess dripping out of me as he growls like a beast.
“Your pussy did this. You did this to me, my angel. Made me incapable of holding out.”
I thrust my hips up to meet him, overcome with so much love.
“This sweet pussy belongs to me,” he grunts, spurting his seed against my walls.
“Yes, daddy. My pussy is yours. I am yours.”
I’m trembling as he gives a few final thrusts, his weight nearly crushing me as his body seems to collapse on mine, not that I care.
I whimper and arch my back to take a deeper breath when he rolls off of me, his arms quickly gathering me to him.
“My baby, are you alright?”
I nuzzle my rear against his sticky crotch and smile deeply as his arms wrap around my chest.
“I’m more than alright, daddy. I’m … home.”
“So am I, my love. So am I.”
I feel him kiss me on the head, and we lie there in the quiet for a long while. We don’t really need words at this point, anyway.
Our love speaks for itself.
Epilogue
“We only have a few minutes before the boys get home from school, daddy.”
Growling, Ranger burrows his face in my neck as he carries me to the bed. “That’s all I need, baby.”
He lays me down gently, only because I’m six months pregnant with our fifth child—this one a girl, finally. After ten years of marriage and four boys between the ages of 6 and 9 running around the house, my husband still can’t get enough of me.
I can’t get enough of him either. And at forty years of age, he is sexier than ever.
He unbuttons my blouse then peels my pants down to my ankles before spreading my legs wide. My belly swells upward into the air, but I can still see the look of lust in his eyes as he teases my lips with his fingers.
“How many licks until you cum this time?”
I bite my lip and float my gaze around the room as I think. We have this game we play where I guess how many times his tongue brushes my clit before I explode. With my sex drive lately, it’s typically less than two dozen.
I’m easy like that, I guess.
“Since we only have a few minutes, and I’m exceptionally horny, I’m going to say … fifteen.”
He raises a brow. If I go over, I have to give him morning blowjobs for a week. As if that’s some form of torture for me.
I love sucking daddy’s dick, morning, noon, and night. But he brings me just the same amount of pleasure, if not more.
“If you’re right, I’ll give you an extra-long back massage tonight.”
See what I mean?
He spreads my lips apart and gives me one long lick. And then another. And another. My head falls back and I slowly roll my hips up and down.
I fist the sheets and my belly grows tight. I’m so close.
At the fourteenth lick, a small amount of fluid dribbles out as I cum, my clit pulsing over and over as I murmur, “yeah, daddy…oh fuck yeah…”
Ranger groans and suckles me past his lips, burying his face deeper in my gash like he can’t get enough, his hands hungrily groping my belly and full breasts.
When I’ve caught my breath, I push myself up on my arms, tugging his belt loose as fast as I can.
“That’s a good girl, baby. Get daddy’s cock out so I can fuck your delicious pussy,” he growls.
Ranger loves it when I undress him and tease his shaft with my lips and tongue, but I can tell he wants to be inside of me.
After unzipping his pants, he pushes them to the floor, and I quickly remove his underwear, watching his cock spring forth with swollen, urgent need.
I grip the base and drag my tongue over the crown as he groans and sweeps my hair up in his fist. I could do this for a while, feel his length grow and throb as I suck him to completion. But my daddy is not patient today and he doesn’t want the slow build.
I can taste the fluid pulsing from his slit as he stands over me, thrusting his hips softly back and forth. “Mission accomplished. You’ve aroused the beast.”
“What does the beast want?” I ask, tracing the tip of my finger over his bulbous head.
With a firm grip in my hair, Ranger arches my head up to him. “I want you to assume the position.”
Smiling, I twist my body around and get on my hands and knees, lowering my upper body until my heavy breasts brush against our bedspread. His hands move over my round bottom, stopping at my hips.
“As long as I live,” he says, “I’ll never get tired of looking at this view.”
“And I’ll never get tired of giving myself to you like this, daddy. My body belongs to you.”
His voice rumbles behind me as his cock spears my pussy and dives deep on the first push. I instantly forget everything for a moment. Everything but my love for this man and what we have. The way he protects me and provides for me, and always makes sure that I’m happy and our sons are cared for … it’s everything I could have ever wanted in a man.
His thrusts are urgent, demanding, hard and forceful, and before I know it, I’m fisting the covers and my thighs are trembling as I reach that crest. My core tightens and my walls grip him like a warm, wet vice as I have an orgasm.
And as always, he’s right behind me, the both of us feeding off the other’s sexual release. He growls as he sprays his seed inside of me, his semen so copious that just as much spills out as stays inside. His body slams into me roughly several more times as he finishes emptying in me.
“How did I get so lucky,” he says, leaning down and brushing my back with his lips.
“I think I’m the lucky one here.”
He chuckles, moving his hands up to grope my breasts and lightly pinch my nipples. “I think this is an argument we won’t ever fucking settle.”
“You’ve got that right,” I answer, lying down on my side and looking up at him. “But deep down, I think we know we’re both lucky.”
He lies down next to me and pulls me close to him. We enjoy the silence for a few minutes because once Connor, Devin, Preston, and William get home, it will be non-stop until at least nine o’clock tonight.
“What do you want to do for the next fifteen minutes, baby?”
I melt into his chest as he holds me. “Nothing but lie here and feel your skin on mine.”
“Mm, that sounds like a good plan. Why don’t you let me take the boys to that pizza joint tonight so you can get some rest?”
I roll over and push up on my elbows. “The one with the arcade and the rocking motorcycles? No way are you going there without me.”
Ranger laughs and pulls me in for a kiss. “Okay, you can go too.”
“We should call your mom and see if she wants to go.”
“That’s a great idea. I’ll bet she misses the boys.”
Ranger’s mom is doing great, still in remission and healthier than ever. She typically comes by twice a week, but she’s been on vacation for six whole days, visiting friends in the mountains.
“I know she does. She hasn’t seen them in almost a week.”
Ranger cups my face and stares at me with those gorgeous blue eyes that always make me feel loopy in love.
“I love you, Mrs. Mosley. You know you’re stuck with me for life, right?”
“Yes, and I wouldn’t have it any other way, daddy.”
He lowers his face to mine, giving me a kiss that I feel all the way to my toes.
I run my hands through his hair, wondering if I’ll ever get tired of hearing how much he
loves me.
I don’t think it’s possible.
And several minutes later, when I hear the front door open and the sound of little feet and little voices carrying down the hallway, I know I’ll never get tired of this perfect life we have.
~The End
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