Til Death Do Us Trope (Tropes 1)

Chapter 3 Cookie

I walk in the door and lay the container of food down on the table. I plan on eating it after I take a nice long bath. I need to soak my legs and warm up before I indulge in food, even though I saw a picture on Instagram that told me Styrofoam containers of food float in the tub. I’m not that desperate. Yet.

The one nice thing about living with Butch is that the guest room has an attached bathroom with a gigantic tub. It not something I’ve ever heard of in apartments before, but hey, who's really paying attention to that here?

I strip off my clothes while the water runs and steam fills the room. I take my hair down out of its knot and let it fall down my back. I moan as I rub my scalp and feel the tension leave my shoulders and back. Waiting tables can mean good money, but it’s hard work on the body.

Before I get in the tub I put my glasses on the counter and then grab a towel. I set it on the side of the tub before I put my toes into the hot water. It scalds a little as I ease down into it, but it feels so good on my muscles. I lie back and grab the body wash and soap up my puff. I close my eyes as I rub it all over my body, washing away the smell of the kitchen and replacing it with the scent of lavender.

A moan escapes my lips as I rub between my legs and feel the ache there, too. It’s been so long since I’ve masturbated. Living with a pervert and then stressing about where to live and how I’m going to eat sort of put a damper on my sex drive. But after a hard night’s work and a pocket full of tips, she’s back and ready to go.

My fingers slide across my clit and I get comfortable. I’m going to take my time and enjoy this one. I want to make it last, so I’ll tease myself for a while before I get out and use my vibrator. I’d love to have a big man with an even bigger dick to satisfy my needs, but virgins aren’t really in demand at the moment. The last guy who was interested in me found out I still had my cherry and ran for the hills. He was a douchebag anyway, and I think he just wanted to smash and dash. I think he thought I’d fall in love with him or something if he was my first. Newsflash, Rico, nobody is falling for a broke pot-peddler that lives out of his car. I just wanted a little comfort for the night, but looking back, I see he saved me from a shitty situation.

Pushing all thoughts of that idiot out of my mind, I think about my man. He’s a fantasy I’ve created in my mind and he’s absolute perfection. He’s a tall man with big hands and a long tongue. My current fantasy with him is him sneaking into my room. I tease myself a little more as the image takes hold. I’m in my tub as he walks in and tells me to get on my knees. The stranger licks my pussy from behind until I cum, and then carries me to bed. The fantasy varies after that. Sometimes he fucks me hard and makes the bed shake. Sometimes it’s nice and slow. But either way, it’s always the same man I envision, with dark hair and dark eyes, and a big ol’ schlong between his thick thighs.

Hey, a girl’s got needs.

My pussy clenches as I think about the way he holds me and the words he whispers in my ear. The fantasy is so real that it makes me ache. My orgasm is fast approaching and I have to move my fingers away and take a breath. I’m too worked up too fast and I want this to last. Frustration hits me at the same time because I want this fantasy to be true.

I want my knight in shining armor to show up and tell me that his bank account is almost as fat as his dick just before he fucks me off into the sunset. I realize that there may be more to a happy life than that, but I’m obsessed with falling in love, and it hasn’t happened yet. I know I’m young, but I’ve spent my whole life knowing exactly what I want, and that’s to have a family with the man I love.

When I dream of my mystery man, he always smells so good. Like a freshly showered lumberjack in an expensive suit. I take a deep breath and for a split second I think I can smell him. It’s like my mind is giving me what I’m so desperate for, and I slide my hand between my legs again.

I moan into the empty room as my fingers circle my clit. I want this to be drawn out, and last longer, but fuck it. I’ll just do it all over again when I get out. The water splashes as my arm moves faster, and my pussy clenches with desperate want.

“Fuck.”

My eyes open at the sound of the whisper, and I freeze. My fingers are on my clit and my heart is racing as I’m completely still in the tub. My bare breasts are exposed above the water and my hard nipples rest on the surface. I gasp as I stare at my mystery man standing right in front of me.

I’ve dreamed of every single detail about him, and here he stands like a dream I’ve conjured into existence. My heart leaps in my chest as I realize that my fairy godmother must have heard my pleas and finally sent him to me. Just like a Disney princess.

“It’s you,” I say, as I spread my legs wider.

Chapter 4

Jericho

I walk into the house and follow the sounds of her moaning. For a moment I thought that maybe she was with someone else and I was preparing myself for a fight. I know all kinds of martial arts, and I was just thinking about which moves to use when I rounded the corner to the bathroom.

Suddenly all thoughts of crouching tigers and hidden dragons leave my mind as the sight of Cookie naked in the bath and rubbing herself greets me. My mouth waters as I see her body arch against her hand. I want to push her fingers out of the way and do that for her. I want to spend the rest of my life between her legs and giving her cheeks the flush that’s on them now.

“Fuck,” I grunt as her hand moves faster.

I didn’t have plans for how this was going to go. But if I’m walking in on her rubbing her pussy, odds are this is going to end with my cock inside her.

Her eyes open and I expect her to scream. Or at least to ask me what I’m doing here. What I don’t expect is for her hooded eyes to look at me like I’m the man she’s been waiting on her whole life.

“It’s you,” she breathes, and her thighs open for me.

“Fuck yeah, it’s me,” I say and pull my coat off. “Get on your knees.”

The attraction is instant, and it’s not just from my side. She sits up and turns over, propping one knee on the side of the tub, exposing all of her to me. This is like something out of a porno, but tasteful and romantic. I’m not just going to fuck her, I’m going to fuck her, then take care of her for the rest of her life.

Now that’s a goddamn fantasy.

I kneel down next to the tub and grab her hips. I pull them to the edge and cover her cunt with my mouth. Her pussy is wet from the water, but I can also taste her sweet honey that’s straight from the mothership. She’s horny as fuck, and I’ve shown up at the right time.

I moan as she cries out, and I slip my tongue inside her. I wiggle it into her tight little pussy and her hips start to grind on my face. I’ve never thought about how my long tongue could service my bride before, but from the sounds she’s making, I think she approves.

Licking her clit, I feel her pussy clench, and I know she’s primed for me. Her fingers started what my mouth is about to finish, and I’m going to make sure it’s worth the wait. I suck her clit into my mouth and flick it a few times with my tongue before I feel her entire body tense.

“Oh god,” she moans as she pushes back against my mouth.

“It’s Jericho,” I say, as I bite her ass cheek and then go back to eating her pussy.

“Fuck, Jericho. I’m close.”

I spank her other cheek and the sting of my hand on her ass has me moaning with her. Her legs lock and her grip on the edge of the tub tightens as she screams my name. Her orgasm rushes through her body and to her pussy as liquid gold hits my tongue. I drink down her sweetness and moan at her flavor. It’s better than anything I’ve ever tasted, and I’ve had a hotdog with bacon on it.

When I’ve wrung the last of her orgasm out of her I pull her from the tub and carry her into her bedroom. Her arms go around my neck and she holds me close, like I might somehow disappear.

“Don’t leave me,” she mumbles as I lower her to the bed.

“Are you kidding me? I’m going to fuck you all night, and then I’m going to take you home.”

“Home?” she asks as I look down at her soft blue eyes.

“Yes, home. That’s where we’re going to live. I’ve got a mansion on the top of a mountain and I’ve been waiting my whole life to find you.”

“I like mountains,” she says as I lean down and kiss her softly.

I strip off my clothes and move between her thighs, laying my length on her stomach. It’s long and hard, throbbing to be buried inside of her.

“I’m a virgin,” she says, reaching between us and stroking my cock.

“Me too. But I think we can figure this out,” I say, rocking into her hand and spreading precum on her belly. I grab her wrist and bring it to my mouth, kissing her palm. “You keep doing that and your belly button is gonna get pregnant.”

“What about my pussy?” she asks as I slide the head of my cock down her body and to her wet opening.

“I’m about to put a baby in you.” I push inside her a little and feel her barrier trying to keep me out. “You’re mine now, Cookie. There’s no escape. But I’ve got enough money and a big enough cock to make you think twice about trying to.”

“Deal,” she confirms, wrapping her legs around my waist.

I thrust all the way inside and hold myself still as I let her body adjust. Her pussy clenches on me and it’s tighter than anything I’ve ever felt. But considering all I have to compare it to is my fist, it’s still really fucking tight.

“Goddamn,” I groan in her ear as she tries to catch her breath. “Fuck, I’m gonna be so good to you,” I whisper as her body tries to adjust. “I’m going to give you everything you ever dreamed of and more. Just one word and it’s yours.”