Getting what I was driving at, Gavin took me by my hips to keep me steady and stop me from going too wild, and I started to move, sliding my tight little pussy up and down his cock, getting tighter around him with each pass. After a few minutes, getting used to the feeling of his massive cock inside me, I started going faster and faster until I was bouncing on his cock like it was a pogo stick. It would have been even harder if he hadn’t been holding onto my hips.
As I got close to coming, Gavin switched things around, turning me so I was facing away from him and pulling me back so I was laying against him. He took me under the knees again and pulled my legs back and apart, pinning me against him as he started to fuck me.
“Ye okay, baby?” he asked as he pounded his cock deep inside me.
“Yes!” I screamed, “harder! Harder!”
He went harder and I though I might pass out from sheer pleasure. Though he came first, slipping out of my pussy and letting me bend town and take his load on my face. He stroked my back as I rubbed his beautiful, creamy cum into my face, sucking the excess off my fingers.
Gavin lifted me up and set me back down on the couch, resuming his position between my legs, tenderly licking my pounded pussy. I couldn’t help but think of him as kissing it better and just had to giggle. Finishing up by giving me an orgasm, Gavin got up again and sat back neck to me taking me into his arms.
“I love ye so much,” he said, kissing me on the forehead “and I’m really happy ta have ye back in my life.”
“Ditto, baby,” I said, nuzzling his chest.
Epilogue
Maggie
The drums came up the old streets in their full glory. There was something different about St. Patrick’s Day in Ireland. Mostly the crowds which were almost non-existent, made up mostly of hardcore, patriotic republicans and American tourists. There were also a lot more tri-color flags. Something I didn’t tend to see too much in California.
“Whadda t’ink?” Gavin asked, putting his arms around me.
“A lot better than last year,” I said.
“Aye, no kiddin’,” Gavin said, leaning down and kissing me from behind.
It came off as joke but I really did mean it and could sense that he did too. We had been together officially for a year. Living in sin by some standard but common-law married by others. Either way we’d been having lots and lots of the most amazing sex imaginable. Stimulation which really got my creativity going again, to the point that I had finished a novel. Darcy had pulled some strings with her brother-in-law who worked in publishing and it was going to be published the next year. It was a love story about two people meeting in a counselor’s office had had to pretend to be engaged to save the girl from embarrassment. Gavin had laughed when he read it, though not in a bad way, and said it was very meta.
“What are you doing?” I asked, as out of the blue, Gavin got down on one knee during the parade.
By way of answer, he took a small black box out of his pocket. The sort of which I recognized instantly.
“Yes!” I said, attracting some looks from by standers.
“I didn’t even ask yet,” Gavin pointed out.
“Oh, right, please, continue,” I said.
“Will you marry me?”
“Yes.”
Gavin opened the box revealing a gorgeous, antique diamond ring, which had been polished until it nearly looked new again.
“It was me granny’s,” he said, taking the ring out of the box and gently slipping onto my finger.
“It’s beautiful,” I said, fighting off tears.
Gavin got to his feet and held me tight and kissed me tenderly, though just on the lips, which only seemed appropriate for being in public on a religious feast day.
“What do yo say we go home and celebrate?” I asked, taking his hand.
“Lovely idea.”
We practically ran back to the house Gavin was renting. He owned the apartment in L.A. so there wasn’t a lot more cost. We were barely through the door before we started to tear each other’s clothes off, Gavin had me completely naked by the time we got to the bed, bending me over it so my pussy and asked were exposed to him. Feeling my pussy to make sure I was wet, he went straight to penetration, slipping the head of his cock inside me before I knew what was happening.
“Oh fuck!” I yelled as it went in.
“Ye okay?”
“Yeah, just a bit of a surprise,” I said, meaning it.
“Okay ta keep goin’”
“I’d be more angry if you didn’t,” I confessed.
Pressing down lightly on the small of my back, Gavin eased further into my pussy as I slowly exhaled. It had taken a while but I had more or less gotten used to the size of his cock and could take it pretty easily. We just needed to be a bit gentle at first. Then he could really pound me, which I was a bit surprised to discover that I loved. When he would be on top I would wrap me legs hard around him to keep him deep inside me until the last minute. That was how I’d managed to keep fro getting pregnant, despite the fact that we never used condoms.