Free Beneath Innocence (Deception #2.5) by Ker Dukey, D.H. Sidebottom Page B

stripper high. My little wife was petite so she liked to wear killer heals and I wasn’t ever complaining about that. The creamy skin on her thighs comes into view and I have to rub my hand over my cock to relieve some of the ache building to combustion there. Her white lace panties match her wedding dress and I can’t fucking wait or be teased any longer.
    I grip her hips and drop to my knees. I yank her panties down making her lift her foot to step out of them. Usually I would snap them but these were keepers and I wanted her to wear them every year on our anniversary.
    I inhale her delicious intoxicating scent and push them into my pocket. “Look at how fucking incredible you are here, baby,” I tell her. Stoking over her pink soft lips I smile at her tattoo and swipe my tongue out to taste her. She was my own elixir and I craved to have it constantly.
    Her soft moans drive me insane. I undo my fly and pull my cock free to stroke it while I lick up all the juices she has on offer for me. I circle her clit with my tongue and suck it into my mouth just adding enough pressure to make her swell. I get her all swollen and ready to accept my cock. I stand and she moans, I have to hold back my laugh. “I’ll eat your pussy more later baby but now I need to be inside my wife.”
    Her little breath hitches at the word wife and she tells me to say it again.
    “Wrap your legs around your husband, wife, I need to feel you on my cock now.”
    She climbs my body in a needy hurry and slides down straight onto my shaft, making us both call out. I want to rip her dress from her body and feel her hard fucking nipples push against my skin but all that will have to come later. I drive my hips into her as she pushes hers down on me and she’s so hot and wet, her tight walls coat my cock in her pleasure. I lick across her lips and then devour her mouth with my own. I push into her with needy thrusts and fight the urge to come too soon. Sweat trickles down my back and my legs begin to feel weak. I turn our bodies and push my ass against a counter littered with junk. Gripping her hips in my hands, I guide her movements over me. She circles her hips while lifting them to tease the tip of my cock before I pull her down hard over me. We both call out and my cock pulses as her walls tighten around me.
    “Argh,” we call out in unison and give into the orgasm rocking through our bodies. Our breathing steadies and I grip her head to mine, kissing her hard on the lips.
    “I fucking love you, baby, my wife, my Blue.”
     
     
                                                      THE END
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    FOR THOSE WHO MIGHT HAVE MISSED THE CHRISTMAS SPECIAL
     
     
    A De CADE nt Christmas
    Christmas with Cade and Faye
    By Ker Dukey & D H Sidebottom
     
    Cade
     
    She smirked at me. I glared at her.
    Her eyes swept the entire length of me, her teeth chewing on her bottom lip to stop herself from laughing.
    “You look…” She swallowed. “…Mighty fine.”
    “I look like a ballerina, Faye.”
    Her giggles erupted, soon forming into laughter. “I wouldn’t say ballerina… as such.” She took a step towards me, her eyes lowering to my lap. “Besides,” she whispered, “Your cock looks massive in these tights.”
    It was my turn to smirk. “Baby, my cock looks massive in anything, that’s because it is massive.”
    She giggled and nodded, her eyes darkening when she slid her hand over my dick, the thin material allowing me to feel every press of her and causing me to groan with the simple touch.
    She stepped back and lifted an eyebrow. “You better not get hard out there Cade.”
    I frowned then looked down. My mouth fell open. “Shit. Baby you can see every damn ridge through these shit things.”
    “Well Prince Charming has to charm the ladies somehow.”
    I shrugged, “My face does that.”
    She stared at me, her mouth popping open but she couldn’t hold