N. Walters - Erin's Fancy

Erin stepped away from the dress and knelt up on the end of the bed, crawling between Abel’s legs. Placing her palms on his rock-hard thighs, she ran her hands over his legs, loving the way his muscles flexed beneath them. He sucked in a deep breath as her fingers hovered over his cock. It bobbed towards her hands, and she wrapped them around it and squeezed it tight.

Moving one of her hands lower, she massaged his sac as her other hand slid over his hardness. She rubbed her palm over the top of his erection, rubbing the milky liquid over the bulbous head. Her pussy was throbbing now, wanting his cock buried to the hilt. But she had other plans first.

Straddling one of his thighs, she lowered her head towards his straining cock. Her tongue flicked the tip, before lapping at the head and sucking it. As she took more of his length deeper into her mouth, she rubbed the mound of her pussy on his leg, trying to ease the ache within her. His thigh was wet with her desire, but she didn’t care. Her whole body was on fire with need.

Gripping her head in his hands, Abel thrust his hips towards her mouth. Erin could feel his cock at the back of her throat as she swallowed as much of him as she could. Her tongue continued to stroke his hard flesh as he thrust himself in and out of her eager mouth. Erin hummed with pleasure, as she tasted the salty drops of liquid that seeped from the head of his cock. She could feel his balls drawing tighter to his body as she continued to fondle them.

Abel suddenly pulled his cock from her mouth, reared up, and flipped her over in bed all in one motion. She found herself flat on her back, staring up at her husband. His large hands cupped her breasts, even as his fingers pinched her engorged nipples. Erin cried out as she arched towards him.

He buried his face in her chest, licking, sucking, and lapping at her breasts until she thought she would go mad. Her hands clutched at his head, one minute pulling him closer to her, and the next, tugging him away. Digging her heels into the bed, she levered herself off the mattress, rubbing her clit against his cock. Wanting, needing some relief from the powerful arousal that consumed her.

He groaned and heaved himself over her, taking her breath away in a passionate kiss. His mouth consumed hers as his cock pressed against her mound. Erin was shaking now, needing him desperately.

“Take me, Abel!” she cried out as she tore her lips from his.

Abel’s hands and mouth were everywhere, exploring her neck, breasts, and stomach. Then his hands were spreading her legs wide as he captured her clit between his lips and sucked hard. Erin almost shot off the bed.

“Omigod,” she repeated over and over as she thrashed from side to side in the bed. Her hands fisted in the covers as she arched back, thrusting her hips towards him.

Abel growled and the sound reverberated through her pussy causing it to clench almost painfully. She brought her hands up to his shoulders, digging her fingernails into his flesh, urging him to take her.

“Tell me what you want,” he demanded.

The words tumbled readily from her swollen lips. “Fuck me. Now, Abel. Now.”

Abel moved up over her then, lifting her legs over his shoulders, as he thrust his cock deep. His face was a hard mask of desire as he drove hard into her pussy, his entire concentration focused on making them both come. Erin dug her heels into his back, desperately trying to take him even deeper. Abel dug his fingers into her waist and began to pound into her body, filling her totally.

“Yes,” she cried repeatedly as he continued to ram his cock into her over and over. Her breath caught in her throat as the shivers started from the very center of her core. Screaming, she came. Hard and fast. Her entire body shook as she convulsed around him.

Abel continued to thrust hard and deep. Then his big body shook, and he gave a shout. She could feel his cock jerk as he came, and her inner muscles contracted around him once again. He gave one final grunt and then collapsed on top of her.

Erin sank back into the pillows and closed her eyes, savoring the little aftershocks that coursed through her body. Abel’s head was buried against her shoulder, his shoulders heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. She didn’t know how long they lay there like that, but she was more contented than she’d ever been in her entire life.

Finally, Abel raised his head and stared down at her, all his love shining from his sexy green eyes. “I love you, Mrs. Garrett.” Leaning down, he kissed her softly before withdrawing from her body. Rolling onto his back, he tucked her under his arms so that her head was resting on his shoulder.

“I love you, too.” Snuggling close, she placed her hand over his heart just so she could feel it beating.