Red, White & Bang
“I am so excited about this baby. Adam is going to love him or her. And you know that I will.”
“You’re too good to me, Quincy Cox. You know that don’t you?” Before I can stop her, she’s down on her knees in front of me. “Thank you for giving me everything I’ve ever wanted. Ever.”
“Don’t thank me, Gina. We’re in this together. You are my everything with that, are fingernails dig into my thighs as she pulls me closer to her rapidly hardening cock right in her face. Gingerly, she sucks the tip into her hot, wet mouth. She moans as my precum hits her tongue, just like she always does. Then she takes more of me down her throat like a good girl she sucks my cock I groan gripping her wet hair into my fists.
“Fuck, you’re a bad girl, Gina. A bad girl indeed. You should stop unless you want me to come down your pretty throat.”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Every pull of my cock further into her mouth has my orgasm building from the tips of my toes. I can feel it everywhere and I know it’s going to be epic. She pops off my cock with an audible sound.
“Come on my face, baby. Let me have it. I am a bad girl. A very bad girl and I missed you all day long.” She plays with her perfect peach colored nipples, tugging on them hard.
“That’s it, Gina. Pinch those nipples for me. Get them hard. Is your cunt wet? Do you need my cock?” She shakes her head no and I am momentarily confused. What? I question.
“I want you to come on my face first, then you can have my pussy.” She drags her fingers down her perfectly plump belly and into her folds. “Oooh. I am so wet,” she moans like a porn star. “I’m dripping for you. Always for you.” My sexy wife has done it now. I am going to give her what she wants. I jerk my cock while she steadily strums her clit. What a fucking sight. I am the luckiest bastard alive that this wanton show she puts on is only for me. God, she is gorgeous. She is all soft curves and pale skin, with her dangerously red hair and gorgeous green eyes, the same exact shade as her emerald engagement ring.
“Look at me, Gina.” She does so and I continue to jerk my cock. Cum erupts from the tip, splashing her chin and tits. “Stand up,” I demand my voice gruff. She does so and I kiss her again. “Fuck baby, your mouth is like a fucking sin.”
“Shut up and fuck me,” she demands, her hands on her hips. Grinning, I roughly turn her to face the wall. She assumes the position and I kick her legs apart further. Gripping the base of my cock, I slam into her dripping wet pussy. Holy fuck. She has me about to come again. “Oh God, Quincy. That feels amazing. Really, really amazing,” she moans wantonly.
“You fucking love it, don’t you bad girl?” I say through gritted teeth.
“Uh-huh,” she says bearing down on me. Her hips meet me thrust for thrust.
Every day with this woman is better than the last. I thank God every single day that Jefferson couldn’t do that commencement address and I stepped in for him. When I think of how different my life would be right now without her in it, it makes me physically ill.
Eventually, we get out of the shower and head out for the evening. She was surprised as hell and happy, which is all I wanted.
I cannot wait to see what the next fifty years have in store for us.
Epilogue
Gina
Ten Years Later
The last twelve years with Quincy Cox have been nothing short of amazing. Four children later, we are happier than ever. He works less now and that is interesting. We both work from home from the same office. Close quarters get cramped and surprise there’s another baby coming, he just doesn’t know it yet. With each of my pregnancies, we celebrated in a uniquely “us” way. Can you blame us? We both lost our virginities in a patch of poison ivy in the middle of a state park, so we kind of had to keep up with that wild tradition. Wherever we were when we found out we made love. Crazy, crazy love.
With our first, Adam, who is growing by the second, we made love on the plane taking us to our honeymoon.
With our second child, Rutherford, we fucked in our massive shower. I think we may have broken the door or the wall or something. Man, that was fun explaining to the plumber.
With our third, Tyler, we made love at the wedding ceremony of my sister-in-law Ashleigh and her brother Butch. It wasn’t in a church if that makes it any better. The hotel she was married in had lots of closets for doing the deed. There was no way maintenance people walking by didn’t know what we were doing in there. Ashleigh and Butch are an unlikely pair but that is a very different story.