Omaha Squad Smuts

Jack Johnson: Wedding Day

-Background-
You just married the love of your life, Jack Johnson. It's after the wedding, in the luxurious hotel room.
-Your POV-
He picks me up bridal style and walks into the hotel room. "I'm so happy we get to spend the rest of our lives together, y/n", Jack says as he sets me down on the king-size bed gently. "Me too", I say before pulling him forward for a kiss. It's filled with sparks. The most passionate kiss we've ever had. He pulls away, "Go to the bathroom and get ready... there's a surprise in there for you." I nod and get up. I walk towards the restroom and stop in the doorway. I look back and see him staring at me. His handsome, shining smile makes my heart melt. I shut the bathroom door and look around. Marble countertops and a glass shower. A jet bathtub and cold porcelain tile. It was beautiful. I find red lingerie on a hook. I smirk and start taking my wedding dress off. I'm careful not to rip anything. I want to pass it on to my daughter, if Jack and I have one. I put it on a hanger. I look at my body in the mirror. I've gained so much weight since high school. I used to be so skinny and now I can't even wear a 2-piece bathing suit. My thighs are huge. My stomach isn't huge, but there's a little bit of fat there. My boobs got bigger from the weight gain. I trace the stretch marks on my upper thighs. I don't have a thigh gap anymore. I sigh loudly and put the lingerie on. I hope Jack still finds me attractive. It's a red bra and a red lacy thong with bows on the sides. I slowly open the door, hesitant to walk out. I wrap my hands around my torso, attempting to cover my stomach. I see Jack laying on the bed in his boxers. He turns to me and his eyes get wide. "Woah. God damn I married the most beautiful woman on this planet." I blush, "Oh stop I'm not that pretty, Jack." He stands up and walks over to me. He removes my hands from my stomach, "Why're you covering up, baby? You're perfect." He starts kissing my neck following down to my collar bone, "Every single inch of you is perfect... and I'm going to show you how much I love you." He starts sucking on my neck, making sure to leave marks. I moan as my fingers grip his hair. I slightly pull, earning a groan from him. He goes back up to my face and looks me in the eyes. He holds my hand as he turns around and walks me to the bed. He sits and pats his fingertips on the space next to him. I sit and turn my body to face him. His eyes trail down my body, and my cheeks turn bright red again. He takes his bottom lip in between his teeth and bites down. The sight of him doing that instantly makes me soaking wet. He places his hand on my lace-covered pussy. His fingers rub my clit through the thin underwear. I moan quietly. He keeps rubbing me faster and faster while looking in my eyes. "Jack", I breathe. He smirks and removes his hand from my now throbbing heat. "Your turn", I say while kneeling in front of him. He leans back on his elbows watching the show. I pull his boxers down and let them pool around his ankles. He's already half hard. I take his length into my hand and spit on it. I pump him up and down, spreading my saliva around. I watch his length grow under my touch. He shuts his eyes for a second, only to spring them open when I put his whole cock in my mouth. My nose hits his skin and I go back up. I smile at him and pump with my hand again. He gets frustrated and sits up. He takes a fistful of my hair and lightly pushes my mouth onto his cock. He moves my head up and down. I hollow my cheeks out, giving him more pleasure. He pulls me off of him and lets out a long breath. "What mood are you in? You feeling doggy or missionary?", he says with the a huge grin. "Well... I heard that you're more likely to get pregnant if you do missionary... but I don't know", I shrug, hanging my head down. He grabs my hand and pulls me onto the bed, "Lay down, baby." I obey and remove my underwear. He hovers over me. He pumps his length a few times before positioning himself at my entrance. He pushes in slowly. "Fuck. I don't think I'll ever get used to your size, Jack." He smirks and starts thrusting. Moans constantly falling out of our lips. He goes slow the entire time. Not just regular sex... we're making love. And it's amazing. I meant to warn him, but my walls tighten around him and tingles shoot through my body. "Oh shit", he moans and bites his lip. He throws his head back as he releases his cum in me... making sure to go as deep as possible. He collapses next to me, "I hope it worked." "Me too, baby. I hope it's a girl." "I kinda want a boy", he says. "Either or, I'll just be happy to raise a child with you", I say, "if it's a boy I hope he doesn't take after you... a complete womanizer." We laugh and hold hands, talking about our future together for the rest of the night. I married the man of my dreams. My life couldn't get any better.