Smutty Bitch

Wedding night part 2

  "I felt asleep last night, I'm sorry." I apologized to my husband that was making more bacon. I was picking at pancake that was on my plate.

  "It's okay, there is no reason to apologize, my love." I felt more at ease, I watched as he placed more bacon on the plate next to him. I cut a piece of my pancake off and ate it, eyeing the bacon. I look away for the bacon then at my nails I really need to get them done. I guess I could get an red almond French tip or just put on the press on nails I have. My husband placed the plate in the center of the table. 

  "I made more bacon for you, also its getting close to your refresh for the next month. It is the last week, Do you need me to get you anything?" He took a bite out of his pancake. I thought really hard about anything I needed but couldn't come up with anything right away. "No I don't need anything." I continued eating. 

  After we both finished eating, we took the time to wash up and then cleaned the house. Now that the house is clean we had to think of something to do. Finally, we decided on watching a romance movie which caused me to cry on multiple occasions. "I'm not watching romance movies ever again." My husband brought up the fact I said that the last time we watched one the other day.

  I move onto his lap and he places his hands on my hip. "I wanna try again, I'll stay awake this time." He let out a deep breathe and rubbed up and down from my waist to my hips. He was silent for a moment, then he finally agreed. I put my hands on his chest and lean down to kiss him. His left hand moved from my hip to the back of my neck.

  His right hand moves from my hip and pulls my shirt over my ass. He grips my ass and I let out a shaky breath. He takes this chance to put his tongue in my mouth. His tongue consumes me, dominating me. I moan into his mouth and grind against him. I wanted him, no needed him bad real bad. I feel his fingers grip the panties I had on and ripped them in half.

  My eyes wide and let out a gasp, I look back at my panties ripped in half. I couldn't get a single word out before he started fingering me. I whimpered from his fingers inside me, I grip his chest. His fingers press against my g-spot, I let out a moan. "Right there, do that again please," I pleaded for more. 

  The more he fingered that spot the more I moaned. He eventually pulled his fingers, I whimpered at the empty feeling. His hands went to my waist he picked me up and moved me off of him. He quickly pulled of his pants and threw them off the bed. He took the hand he fingered me with and lubed his cock with it. 

"Turn on your back and spread your legs." I obeyed and played on my back and spread my legs. I moved into my legs and rubbed his tip against my entrance. He lathered his cock with my arousal. 

 "Get back on top of me and put it in." I got back on top of him and put in as much as I could. I gripped his shoulder the further it went in. a third, halfway, then finally all the way. After adjusting a slowly moved up and down letting out light moans. He let out whimpers, the sound made me want to pick up the pace so I did. 

 His hands grip my waist. "Let me take care of you, baby, I got you." I put both of my hands on his chest and support myself from falling onto him.  He moves my hips back and forth at a fast pace, his cock hitting the right spot. 

  The bed creaked and the headboard banged against the wall. His moans were loud, his grip was tight, and a feeling was built up in my lower stomach. My nails scratched on his chest leaving marks. "I'm gonna cum, oh fuck." 

 "Me too baby, me too." After a few more movements, he let out a loud groan and released inside of me.  

   I stayed where I was and laid on his chest sluggishly. I felt his hand massage my head. 

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I am currently making an updated version of backseat because it gives me the ick to look at. I will not be deleting it because some people may have liked it and plus the comments are too funny. 

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