“No, it’s perfect!” She held her hand to her heart and then kissed me again. “Take me home,” she whispered against my neck. When I met her eyes, she gave me a smoldering look and licked her lips.
We hurried to the car where she straddled my lap, and we made out until we got to our house. I took her upstairs, and by the time we reached the top, we’d left a trail of clothes behind us.
She stood by the bed and waited as I climbed in and reached for her hand. I pulled her down with me, but she stopped at my hips, taking my cock with her ringed grip.
She leaned over and planted a soft kiss on my tip, then snaked her tongue out to roll it around my head. I hissed in a sharp breath as she let her teeth graze my shaft, and then a splash of hot precum hit her tongue causing her to moan.
She closed her mouth around me, and I reached down and put my hand on her hip, encouraging her to turn. “Straddle my face, angel. I want to lick that little slit of yours.” She did as I asked, and soon her bare little mound hovered above me. I stuck out my tongue and let it glide along her folds, parting them so I could get a taste deep inside her channel. I held her ass with one hand, moving her against me, and rubbed my thumb against her tender clit with the other.
She responded to my touch by going weak kneed, and her weight shifted as she came. I held her up, licking her deep and tasting her salty sweet nectar as it coated my tongue.
I rolled her over and pulled away, anxious to get inside my fiancé. I let the word sink in and knew my life was complete.
EPILOGUE - CARRIE
The aftershocks of my orgasm were still rolling through me when he pulled away and lay me on my side.
It was our first time as betrothed lovers, and I wanted it perfect. We were off to a good start.
I was still trembling as he rolled me onto my back and I let my legs fall open wide, so he could enter me. I needed to feel him filling me up, and I felt like such a lucky girl that he would be mine for the rest of our lives.
The past year had been so crazy with the move and my father’s surgery. Now that he’d finally recovered and was happy with his new life, I felt like I could breathe again and that it was time for me to live. The proposal couldn’t have come at a better time, and with me starting art school in the fall, it was going to be an exciting year.
His weight pressed against my hips and his cock sheathed itself inside me in one hard thrust. I’d gotten used to him over the past year and not many a day had gone by that we weren’t together.
He angled my hips, and his cock brushed against my most tender spot, and I squealed and whimpered, begging for more. “Don’t stop, please.” I dug my nails into his back as I bucked my hips upward and he growled out with pleasure. The heavy ring was going to take some getting used to, and I wondered just how many karats it was as my orgasm hit and wiped away all care from the world.
I was going to be his wife, and that was all that mattered. He rolled us over, and my legs found their place astride him, and I settled around his base, grinding to gain more pleasure.
I loved how thick his cock was, especially around his base, and I clenched my walls around him milking his cock, needing it to soak me. I reached around behind me and stroked his balls, lifting them against my ass, and he moaned.
“Fuck, you’re going to make me want inside that tight fucking hole.” He had taken my ass and had it trained to his cock almost as well as my pussy, and I ached at my core as I thought about him using it.
“What if I want it?”
His eyes met mine. “I don’t know if I could be gentle. I’m about to pound that sweet little slit of yours.”
“Mm. I’ll be your wife soon, so you can take me however you want.” He’d always been gentle with my ass, but I wanted more. I didn’t need him to treat me so tenderly. I wanted to feel desired, and I loved the way he was when he lost all restraint.
Something flashed in his eyes, and suddenly he scooted us to the end of the bed and lifted me up and placed me on my back against the bed. He pulled away, stroking his cock to keep it ready.
“Get on your hands and knees. Just like earlier.”
As I found my hands and knees on the soft bed, a strong hand slapped my ass cheek, and I whimpered as it stung. Then that same hand, still warm from the friction, came up against my mound, finding my clit.
“I hope you meant what you said, angel. Because I’m not going to be easy on your little ass.” His voice had always made me wet, and I felt a tickle in my pussy as he growled the words into my ear.
He spread my cheeks apart and licked my tight hole. Then his mouth went away and was replaced by his thick head which rubbed me up and down from my clit to my little star which was clenching from anticipation.
“Relax for me, Carrie.” He rubbed his cock against my hole, pressing it hard.
I gave up my resistance and his head pushed inside me, the thick rim of it spreading me wider. I winced at the pressure as it consumed me and then he began to rock forward, fucking my ass slowly.
My pussy dripped, still soaked from my orgasms and the building need as he thrust into me.
“I’m going to fill that pussy too.” I heard him reach inside the drawer by our bed and then a moment later the buzzing noise filled my ears. He stopped rocking inside my ass until he put the vibrator in place inside my channel. “Hold it there, angel. I’m going to take you harder now.”
The feeling of both of my holes being filled was so intense, and as he sped up his pace, I could feel my orgasm building. Chance gave me a few hard thrusts, and then he moaned as his cock poured into my ass. He kept right on pounding me, and I couldn’t hold the vibrator any longer. I dropped it, and it fell to the bed still buzzing as my juices dripped down my thighs and my face hit the bed.