“This one is a best seller,” proclaimed the saleslady, her hand resting lightly a white wooden cradle painted with pictures of animals. “If you don’t mind me asking honey, how old are you?”
Kitty flushed.
“I’m eighteen,” she murmured softly. “Why?”
The saleslady nodded approvingly.
“Eighteen is such a great age because you’ll be able to have lots of children. You’ve got plenty of time. I didn’t have my first until I was twenty-eight, and that was late,” she confided in a hushed whisper. “I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to get pregnant, so you folks are doing the right thing.”
I stood there, immobile, unable to get my bearings. Because holy shit, was this really happening? Were we really thinking of buying a cradle for a baby? Hell no! This was the Twilight Zone, a farce come to life. Couldn’t they tell it was all a sham?
But Kitty turned to me then, caramel eyes wide.
“What do you think Gray?” she asked softly. “We’re not married yet, but do you think we should plan ahead just in case?”
My mouth opened and closed soundlessly, like a fish out of water. Because was she nuts? We were getting married and then divorced, had Kitty forgotten? There wasn’t gonna be a baby, no way no how.
But I couldn’t say the words because the girl looked so beautiful standing there, caressing the edge of the cradle, a dreamy look in her eyes. The brunette was round, ripe and fertile, and a sense of ownership welled up inside me from out of nowhere. Shit, Kitty was right as a mommy. I could imagine that soft belly swelling up, full and round with my child, the girl blossoming with my seed. And shit, but my dick grew hard just thinking about it. Suddenly I needed to get out of here.
“We’ll take it all,” I ground out, gesturing to the entire nursery set. “All of it, put it on my card.”
Kitty swung around to look at me, eyes wide.
“Are you sure Gray?” she asked in a whisper. “There’s no need, you know.”
I had an impulse to swing her into my arms right there and fuck my dick into her body, getting her pregnant right here in the middle of the furniture store. But right, we were going at it kosher. We were an engaged couple, not porn stars.
So I grunted again.
“Oh yeah baby girl, you’re getting pregnant,” I rumbled, eyes gleaming at her, hard rod stiff. “I want six or seven kids, minimum. The sooner the better.”
Her mouth opened like an “O.” What would it be like to have my dick stuffed down that throat, those pouty lips sucking me? How good would it feel to have those wet pussy walls clamped around my cock again, milking me dry? Oh yeah, that was the way to go, that was a life I wanted.
So I grunted again, eyes fierce.
“If anything, let’s take two of everything,” I growled, never even looking at the saleslady. “Let’s take two cribs, two changing tables, two nappies or whatever, throw it all in. Because my baby is gonna be pregnant so fast, so many times over we’ll need multiples.”
Kitty just stared at me, eyes wide. But the saleslady was on it, cackling like a hag, dollar bills zinging in her eyes.
“Two it is!” she sang. “Two of everything, and honey,” she confided to Kitty. “You’re lucky to have a husband who wants to have a dozen children. Most men who come in are anti-child, they want a Ferrari instead. So roll with it. Two of everything, coming right up!”
And with that, the saleslady bustled off, noting things on her clipboard, muttering to herself. That left Kitty and I alone, staring at each other.
“Gray, you don’t have to,” she whispered, curvy body quivering with shock. “You know you don’t have to.”
“I do,” I ground out affirmatively. “I absolutely do.”
She stared at me, brown eyes wide.
“But why? We’re not getting married for real.”
Ah, the million dollar question. I couldn’t explain it, I couldn’t provide an answer that made sense, so I shrugged like it was no big deal.
“It’s just money, it doesn’t matter,” came my dismissive grunt. “What’s the point of being rich if you don’t spend it?”
Kitty bit her lip, eyes unsure. But evidently she changed her mind about saying anything because the girl nodded, head down.
“I see,” was all she said. “I get it, makes sense. You’re gonna return it all afterwards right? After we get divorced?”
To be honest, I hadn’t thought of that. My thoughts hadn’t gone beyond imagining the fertile girl pregnant and heavy with my child, but no matter. Instead, I grunted again.
“Yeah, these places always take their shit back within thirty days. Especially if it’s unused.”
I meant unused because we wouldn’t have a baby in our arms by then, no one can find a baby within thirty days. But the girl’s eyes filled with tears, and she looked down, brown curls swinging down so they hid her face.
“Right, you’re going to return this all,” she choked out. “Return policy and all that. Sorry, don’t mind me, I’m don’t know what’s wrong.”
I grabbed Kitty’s chin, forcing the female to look at me. She was so beautiful, those brown eyes filled with tears, lips trembling uncontrollably. I wanted to smash my mouth down on hers, to ravage that sweet body, get her naked until she was screaming with pleasure, all thoughts of sad things blown away. But instead, I did something out of character. Gently, my lips descended to meet hers in a sweet, delectable kiss.
But it just made things even worse. Because oh shit, the moment our lips met, my body went haywire. If I’d been fighting a stiffie before, then the war was over because my cock was up and out, like a fucking hammer ready to do some pounding, pulsing insistently. It pressed into Kitty’s stomach, hot and hard, making her gasp.
“Gray?” she murmured against my lips, hands fluttering against my shoulders. “Gray?”
And she wanted it. Oh yeah, my best girl wanted it, she loves getting pussy and ass fucked, even if we were in the middle of a furniture store. So I pressed my lips urgently against her ear.
“Baby I need to be inside you. Now,” I rasped urgently. The need was so intense that I was an animal, barely restraining myself.
But Kitty’s responsive to me, she knows what I need before I even know it myself. So she nodded imperceptibly, sweet breath hot on my neck.
“I know Gray,” she said in a low voice. “Because I need it too.”
I seized her eyes.
“Well what the fuck are we gonna do? We’re in a fucking public place, are we just gonna get it on on one of these model beds? Looks comfy baby, but anyone could see us.”
She looked around, breathing hard, those nips stiff under her thin blouse. Oh shit, I could feel them poking my chest, the proof of her desire. And even more I could already smell that wet cunt, the delectable female musk drifting up to fill my nostrils.
“This spot is too revealing,” she agreed softly. “It’s just an open area. But maybe over there by the side.”
Growling, I swung my head to take a look. Shit, it didn’t matter. I was moments from ravishing Kitty right here, other people be damned. So what if people saw me fuck my fiancée? That’s what engaged people do, right? They’re hot and horny for each other, otherwise they shouldn’t be getting married.
But the female’s got a sense of right and wrong, and she’s got boundaries. My girl is proper and sweet, and also dirty as hell at the same time. Perfect marriage material, if you ask me. Perfect marriage material? the voice in my head screamed. Holy fuck what is wrong with you?
But the thing is that I was grateful Kitty was even considering letting me fuck her in public. It was so disgusting and dirty, and yet fucking arousing too. So swiveling my head, I turned to look where she pointed, and the female was right. There was a garden furniture area, filled with huge, plastic palm trees, fake bushes, and what looked like a divan for lounging.
Seizing her hand, I grunted, “Let’s get over there quick because fuck baby, Daddy’s hard.”
And stumbli
ng like two drunk people, we made our way to the garden furniture section. Frankly, I didn’t care if I fucked that puffy pussy in front of everyone. The salesladies would probably love to get a look at my massive pole, we’d be doing those old crones a favor. But then my girl nodded, a smile lighting her face.
“Oh yes, this is much more private,” she breathed. “Not totally private, but if we put these two trees together like so,” she arranged the pots, “and then pull the curtains on this divan,” she continued. “We have some privacy. Almost.”
Because the divan had canvas fabric on top and curtains on the side. It was a full-size bed made for lounging by the pool, and I guess the top and curtains were to provide shade.
But these weren’t regular curtains. They were sheer and white, like Sleeping Beauty snoozing on a princess bed. But we had no other options and by now, my dick was dripping hard, literally leaking in my pants.
“Come on,” I ground out, hauling her onto the bed. “We’ll be fast. Just don’t make any noise and no one will know.”
She giggled softly, rump shaking as we landed on the mattress.
“Really Gray? Are we really going to go at it, here in the middle of Cartwright’s? I mean, these curtains aren’t really going to hide anything and … ohhhh!”
The girl stopped, throwing her head back, breathing hard because yeah, I’m a mofo. Ignoring her words, I’d popped a big boob out of her sweater and licked the nipple, tasting that hard nub with my teeth.
“Mmmm!” she moaned again lustily, that sweet female scent wafting around us. “Mmmm!”
I chuckled deep in my chest. Oh yeah, I was gonna fuck her deep whether or not these curtains hid anything. Good thing this furniture store was so high-priced that they had no customers. Maybe more clients would come in later, but seeing that most of the shit here had four figure price tags, maybe not.
So I went to town on my curvy teen. Stripping off her sweater and pants, I had that lush figure nude before me in no time, panting and breathless.
“Oh!” cried out Kitty. “Oh god, oh god!”
I pulled out my dick, rubbing it with a shit-eating grin on my face.
“That’s right little girl, you’re gonna be fucking this thing in public. Now keep it down because we don’t want people to investigate when they hear noises.”
She nodded, eyes wide, still staring at my pole even as it jerked with anticipation. Because yeah, Kitty’s still small down there. Even though she’s no longer a virgin, that tiny pussy still has trouble accepting me, and I fuckin’ love it. I love the fact that my girl is so tiny, so new, her cunt tight as a drum.
But the time was now, my urgency relentless.
“Come on baby girl,” I ground out. “We gotta be quick.”
Of course the truth was that I didn’t give a fuck. If this lovemaking took three hours, then we were gonna stay three hours until she was all fucked out. If she wanted to wail like a banshee, snatch creaming again and again around my dick, then be my guest. I’d just buy out the store after, surely that’d be enough to compensate them for our noisy show.
But Kitty surprised me. Because casting her eyes down shyly, she whispered, “Daddy I want to try something.”
My eyebrow arched.
“Really, baby girl?” I asked dryly. “Now? I mean, we are in a furniture store.”
She blushed hotly, those big boobs jouncing.
“I know, but I’ve wanted to for so long,” she whispered again, flushing hotly. “The girls at school talk about it all the time, it’s supposed to feel really good. And you know, I’ve never been with anyone but you.”
My body grew hard, another surge of male possession rising in my chest. Shit this girl’s pussy was molded to the shape of my cock, she was a hundred percent mine.
“What is it,” I ground out. “Tell me quick because fuck baby, this pole isn’t gonna hold out much longer. It needs to be in that sweet cunt, it needs to get wet in your cream.”
She flushed once more, bare boobies swaying a bit.
“Yes, Daddy, I know. But I was wondering if we could do this thing called a sixty-nine first? You know, where you put your mouth down below and I put my mouth on your, you know?”
I would have died from laughter if my hard-on hadn’t been so fucking painful. Because a sixty-nine? That’s for beginners, I do shit that’s a thousand times dirtier all the time. It’s more like I’m on a thousand and sixty-nine, not a plain sixty-nine.
But Kitty was a beginner. Sure she had a slutty body but the female was still a newbie at heart. So I grunted.
“Baby you can taste this dick anytime you like. Come here,” I gestured, “Lay down and spread your legs, Daddy will choke you with his cock.”
Kitty’s eyes flew wide open, white tits heaving. And as she moved to get comfortable, I saw that there was a trail of juice beneath her cunt, that sweet snatch dripping so hard. So with a finger, I reached between her legs and caught the long, gooey string, breaking it before bringing it up to my lips.
“Shit baby girl, you taste good,” I ground out as she positioned herself on her back. “Shit baby girl, this cunt juice tastes good.”
“I know Daddy, I know,” she mewled, spreading those huge white thighs and revealing the pink slit within. Holy shit, her snatch beckoned to me, glossy and puffy, begging to be fucked. But the girl has a dirty mind.
“I’ve been trying to eat well because I know you like drinking me down there, Daddy,” she confessed shyly.
Drinking her? It’s more like I gulped down that sweet nectar like a starving man, fucking her hole with my tongue at all hours. But yeah, I guess “drinking” was a nice way of putting it.
“Good girl,” I ground out roughly. “Now Daddy’s gonna put his dick in your mouth, sweetheart. You think you can swallow it?”
She nodded, eyes wide, mouth already obediently opening in a tantalizing “O.” And positioning myself over her head, I fed my cock in between those sweet lips, the thick firehose of lust.
“Unnh,” she moaned, choking a little. “Unnh, unnh.”
“I’m big baby girl,” I rumbled. “But you can do it, I know you can.”
Her eyes flew open wide as she strained. Those sweet cheeks filled like a chipmunk as my dick went in, lips stretched unbearably. But my little chickadee is a fighter because even as she struggled, the girl just wouldn’t give up. As I watched the shape of my cock visibly descend down her esophagus, my female stretched her lips wider, eyes watering.
“Unnh,” she groaned again, shifting uncomfortably on the mattress. “Ummph.”
But did I let up? Did I pull out for a moment and let her take a deep breath? Fuck no! The only way to train a female is to go at it, relentless and unyielding. So I drove in a little deeper, angling my hips while groaning in approval.
“That’s it baby girl,” I rasped. “That’s it, relax, relax. And now Daddy’s gonna do something that’ll help your mouth loosen, it’ll feel so good you have no trouble sucking my cock.”
Because I lowered myself on my elbows over that sweet torso, dick still plugged in her mouth, and took a look at heaven. Oh yeah, Kitty’s cunt was creaming hard, the juices flowing like a spigot turned to the max and I did what I’d been waiting for. I slipped my mouth down to her slick spot and licked her pussy lovingly, catching as much ambrosia in my mouth as possible.
“Ummmph!” she shrieked beneath me, boobies smashed against my chest as I went to town on the pink. “Ummph!”
Of course, Kitty couldn’t move an inch. I had her mouth plugged with my dick, those wide hips firmly held in my hands as I went to town on her pussy.
“Oh yeah, you wanted a sixty-nine,” I ground out. “This is it baby, this is it. A man fucks your pussy with his tongue while you give good BJ. Is this what you expected baby girl? Is this what you wanted?”
Kitty couldn’t answer, she was stuffed with my dick. But a muffled moan rang out again, louder this time, her vocal cords vibrating against my fuckpole.
“Ummmmph!” s
he cried out, dew gushing into my mouth. “Ummmph!”
And shit, but it was good. My cock twitched as it shoved deeper into her throat, that warm, wet cavern accepting me.
“That’s right, pretty girl,” I ground out again. “That’s right, I told you your mouth would loosen if Daddy licked your cunt at the same time. Go with it, baby girl, just roll ….”
But this time it was my words that were cut off. Because shit, Kitty did something that I didn’t expect. Sure, we were gonna do sixty-nine, we were gonna lick each other until we spurted and trembled. But the female is sly because this wasn’t a normal BJ. This was a special BJ with a huge fucking cherry on top.
Because as I sucked away at the pretty pussy, the girl lifted a small finger to my ass and began playing.
“What the fuck?” I grunted, body tense, dick jerking uncontrollably. “What the fuck?”
Kitty couldn’t answer, her mouth was stuffed full. But she mewled below me, sucking even harder. And oh shit, but that finger didn’t stop at all. If anything, it continued its pressure, worming into my dark hole, the sensation so fucking wrong.
“Shit,” I rasped. “Shit, shit, shit.”
Was my little virgin actually gonna fuck my butt? Was this really happening? And who the fuck does this? I’m an alpha male, I do the fucking, I’m the perpetrator, not the recipient.
But again, this girl gets away with murder on all levels. Because instead of pulling off and jerking my dick out of her mouth, I let her do it. I let her stretch my anus, I let her feel the insides of my rectum, all the while my cock jerked involuntarily in her mouth.
“Ummph,” she grunted approvingly from down below. “Mmph, mmph.”
Aww, shit. My eyes closed as improbable sensations ran through my cock. Shit, Kitty was no untrained newbie. Sure, the female was a virgin but she had a fucking dirty mind, and must have watched hundreds of hours of porn. Because that finger circled in my ass like it had a job. Reaching deep, it teased my insides before settling into a rhythmic stroke on my inner wall.
“Mmmm,” she moaned encouragingly again, cunt gushing wildly. “Mmmm.”
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