Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
I heard movement outside the door which meant mom was awake and stirring so I gave Jacqueline a few more minutes before kissing her awake. “Come on sweetheart, time to wake up.” She
stretched and frowned before turning back into my chest. I decided on the best way to get her attention and turned her gently onto her back. She was sleep soft and dewy as I slipped my
cock inside. I had to close my eyes for a moment to enjoy just the heady sensation of her pussy wrapped around me. I could feel the swollen tissue from the overuse of the night before so
no pounding, and she was definitely going to need a soak in the tub sometime before this day was over. Shit she was going to be on the back of my bike for the ride home. I could always
let her ride with Mindy and mom but I was selfish, I wanted her with me.
“Umm, Jake…” She was moving beneath me before she opened her eyes, her legs spreading wider to accept me between her thighs. I buried my face in her neck and whispered. “Good morning
Mrs. Summers, did I tell you how fucking amazing your pussy feels?” That got her attention and she squeezed around me even as she lifted her legs up to hug my hips, her heels digging
into my ass. When her fingers grabbed my hair and she aggressively pulled my mouth around to hers for a kiss I gave her what she wanted. “Move faster Jake.” She didn’t seem to realize
her tender state or if she did she didn’t seem to care.
“No baby you’re sore, if I move any faster it’ll hurt and you need to be able to sit on the bike for at least the next six hours.” She dug her heels harder into my ass and tried to force
the issue so I smacked her hip to get her to behave. Big mistake; she threw her head back and screamed as she came all over my cock. “Fuck babe from a tap?” What was a man to do or think
the morning after taking a wife and he finds out she’s even more what he wanted than he’d thought? Three years of missing and needing her had given me plenty ideas. All those days and
nights when I’d been stroking my meat to thoughts of her I had come up with some very raunchy ways to fuck her. Knowing that she liked a little rough play with her sex was just the icing
on my fucking cake.
I didn’t stop stroking into her but fucked her through her orgasm. I’d missed those sounds she makes when she gets overheated. Like a wild thing in heat, it was great for my ego to know
that I could make the otherwise straitlaced, shy girl lose all control and give up her inhibitions. I watched her face closely as I pulled her lower body tighter into mine and added some
depth to my strokes. Still no pounding but I pulled out farther and farther each time before sliding back in. We rocked each other to a nice quiet orgasm, mouths locked together so we
didn’t give the rest of the house more of a show.
She refused to go to the shower alone, too mortified to face mom she said, so I went with her and we showered together where there was even more touching and tasting. I spread her leg
over my bent shoulder and licked away some of the soreness from her red, swollen pussy lips. “No more dick for you babe for at least the next few hours we have shit to do anyway you want
to go say bye to your mom remember?” That’s when she got sick and threw up and I wanted to strangle her asshole sperm donor. “Babe if you’re going to be this sick at the thought of going
there I’m not taking you.” She assured me that she was okay and that it was just nerves but I decided to keep an eye on her all the same. I finished cleaning her up and then myself
before taking her back to the room to get dressed. Mindy had snuck in while we were in the shower and left her a new top to wear.
After a quick breakfast with mom and Mindy where I made arrangements to have her car picked up, we headed out while they stayed to get their last minute stuff together. Mindy had been
packing the stuff she knew mom would want to take with her all except her clothes and the old cabinet that had been passed down in her family from generation to generation.
My wife clung to me on the bike with a death grip and the closer we got to her old home the more I wanted to turn back. I didn’t want anything upsetting her like this ever again but I
knew if she didn’t do this she’d regret it. I just wish it didn’t hurt her this much.