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was going to fuck her and she would be able to take me easily. She might not need a pill for long, other than to keep my seed from taking root.
Leaning forward, I placed one forearm by her head and touched her breasts, learned their shape, their weight, their responsiveness. I cupped each one, rubbing my thumb over her flat tip until it tightened. Nudging the head of my cock at her opening, I sucked a turgid tip into my mouth. And when I bit down gently, I thrust my cock in all the way in one smooth lunge.
Devney cried out as I set a fierce pace, using her to seek my own pleasure. I worked one nipple, then the other, nipping a little harder each time with my teeth. The last time bordered close to painful and I felt her pussy muscles clench down on my cock. This involuntary action set my cum to boiling and I shot load after load deep inside her. It had been a fast come, the way Devney had kept me on edge.
She hadn't come yet, which was fine because my cock remained hard. I didn't even need to catch my breath and I was ready for more. She was thoroughly drenched now, my seed seeping out around my cock with each in and out motion. Slowly, very slowly I thrust. With that first come taken care of, I could go at her now for much longer and focus on her.
With her fingers white about her knees, her legs were tucked up wide by her sides and this position lifted her ass up off the bed. I reached beneath my cock and worked the plug in her ass, gently pushing and pulling on it, opposing motions to my cock. Pulling back enough, her ass stretched so the plug would pull out. I didn't remove it all the way, just enough so that I could fuck her with it. In and out, in a contretemps to my cock.
Her head thrashed, her nipples like diamonds, her mouth open but no sound escaped. Her orgasm hit her hard, her pussy all but strangling my cock as she did so. This, of course, pushed me into my second orgasm, my seed filling her even more. The pill Doc had given me to keep from breeding Devney was truly a requirement now.
"You may let go now, baby," I said, my voice rough and deep.
Her fingers released their tight grip and her legs fell to the bed, her knees splayed wide. She hadn't opened her eyes. Her chest heaved, her nipples turning soft once again.
I pulled free and watched the copious amounts of seed seep out. She didn't move. Looking at her closely, I realized she was asleep. I couldn't help but smile. Naked, legs spread, pussy lips swollen and opened wide by my cock, hair all tangled. She was a beautiful mess.
Shifting her so she rested on a pillow, I climbed in next to her and pulled the quilt over us both. Having a wife was certainly not going to be the hardship I had expected. To the contrary, in fact.
Devney
I woke up disoriented and confused. I didn't know where I was. Something was wrong. I was in a bed, but it was dark and completely quiet except for the sound of the summer breeze. Both were normal, but the room smelled different, the bed felt different. I felt different.
Soft breathing came from beside me and, everything that had happened the day before quickly returned. I was married to Mr. Bridger. I was in his bed. And I'd awoken because my skin was hot and sensitive against the soft sheets. My nipples were tight. My pussy throbbed. My thighs were slippery wet, but it wasn't from the ointment Mr. Bridger had applied the night before. I clenched down on the plug in my ass, the action sending tremors through my body and I moaned and turned my face into the pillow to stifle it.
Mr. Bridger sat up. I could barely see him, but knew he was looking down at me. "What's wrong, baby?"
He ran a hand up my arm and I felt goose bumps rise. "There's...there's something wrong with me."
"Are you sick?" he asked, his voice worried. I heard the light of a match, then the room filled with a soft light from the flicker of the bedside lamp.
I thrashed beneath the sheets. "Not the way you mean. I...I need--"
"Ah, you're not sick,
Leaning forward, I placed one forearm by her head and touched her breasts, learned their shape, their weight, their responsiveness. I cupped each one, rubbing my thumb over her flat tip until it tightened. Nudging the head of my cock at her opening, I sucked a turgid tip into my mouth. And when I bit down gently, I thrust my cock in all the way in one smooth lunge.
Devney cried out as I set a fierce pace, using her to seek my own pleasure. I worked one nipple, then the other, nipping a little harder each time with my teeth. The last time bordered close to painful and I felt her pussy muscles clench down on my cock. This involuntary action set my cum to boiling and I shot load after load deep inside her. It had been a fast come, the way Devney had kept me on edge.
She hadn't come yet, which was fine because my cock remained hard. I didn't even need to catch my breath and I was ready for more. She was thoroughly drenched now, my seed seeping out around my cock with each in and out motion. Slowly, very slowly I thrust. With that first come taken care of, I could go at her now for much longer and focus on her.
With her fingers white about her knees, her legs were tucked up wide by her sides and this position lifted her ass up off the bed. I reached beneath my cock and worked the plug in her ass, gently pushing and pulling on it, opposing motions to my cock. Pulling back enough, her ass stretched so the plug would pull out. I didn't remove it all the way, just enough so that I could fuck her with it. In and out, in a contretemps to my cock.
Her head thrashed, her nipples like diamonds, her mouth open but no sound escaped. Her orgasm hit her hard, her pussy all but strangling my cock as she did so. This, of course, pushed me into my second orgasm, my seed filling her even more. The pill Doc had given me to keep from breeding Devney was truly a requirement now.
"You may let go now, baby," I said, my voice rough and deep.
Her fingers released their tight grip and her legs fell to the bed, her knees splayed wide. She hadn't opened her eyes. Her chest heaved, her nipples turning soft once again.
I pulled free and watched the copious amounts of seed seep out. She didn't move. Looking at her closely, I realized she was asleep. I couldn't help but smile. Naked, legs spread, pussy lips swollen and opened wide by my cock, hair all tangled. She was a beautiful mess.
Shifting her so she rested on a pillow, I climbed in next to her and pulled the quilt over us both. Having a wife was certainly not going to be the hardship I had expected. To the contrary, in fact.
Devney
I woke up disoriented and confused. I didn't know where I was. Something was wrong. I was in a bed, but it was dark and completely quiet except for the sound of the summer breeze. Both were normal, but the room smelled different, the bed felt different. I felt different.
Soft breathing came from beside me and, everything that had happened the day before quickly returned. I was married to Mr. Bridger. I was in his bed. And I'd awoken because my skin was hot and sensitive against the soft sheets. My nipples were tight. My pussy throbbed. My thighs were slippery wet, but it wasn't from the ointment Mr. Bridger had applied the night before. I clenched down on the plug in my ass, the action sending tremors through my body and I moaned and turned my face into the pillow to stifle it.
Mr. Bridger sat up. I could barely see him, but knew he was looking down at me. "What's wrong, baby?"
He ran a hand up my arm and I felt goose bumps rise. "There's...there's something wrong with me."
"Are you sick?" he asked, his voice worried. I heard the light of a match, then the room filled with a soft light from the flicker of the bedside lamp.
I thrashed beneath the sheets. "Not the way you mean. I...I need--"
"Ah, you're not sick,
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