Bryce
The old wicker chair I sit in , has new cushions, different from the ones that were on it two years ago, but it’s the same chair she sat in every night. It only seats one, but is wide enough that when she shifts and straddles me, her knees rest comfortably on either side of me.
I place my hands on her thighs, rubbing my palms and fingers over her soft skin as I look up at her while she undoes her satin robe and pulls it open. I watch her slip it off, and it takes too long , and also isn’t long enough. I love watching her undress herself for me. My eyes fall to her chest, it’s dark inside the enclosed pool room, but the moons allows enough light for me to see her. To see the most gorgeous fucking woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, and her nipples that are tight and pressing in hard points under the nearly see through silk of her night dress.
I inhale slowly. Taking her in as the satin robe slips off her arms and down her back and puddles behind her on my knees before the smooth fabric slides and slips onto the floor.
No girl, no woman, would ever compare to her. For me, Vienna was beyond just being a gorgeous woman. She was a goddess. I hated how jealous I was of her husband. Knowing I’d never have her. That she’d always be his wife. Vance Vaughn wasn’t a stupid man. But fortunately for me, just stupid enough to not know his son’s best friend had been inside his wife two summers ago, and planned on being inside her this summer as well. As much as I possibly fucking could. Because if I couldn’t have her, if she couldn’t be mine, I’d take whatever I could get.
“You know…” I say as I let my one hand slide to my sweats and she scoots back as I push them down just enough and she lifts higher and I push them the rest of the way till I can let them fall and kick them from my feet.
“Do you know how unfair it is, that soon I’ll be married…and one day…I’ll have children…and one of it will be with you?” I ask and she frowns slightly.
“Sit on my cock Vienna” I whisper as she hesitates , my hand lining me up, my head pressed against her already wet cunt.
“Maybe we shouldn’t” she whispers.
“Don’t talk crazy, sit down baby” I groan and she whimpers and lowers herself onto me. I watch as her lips part with a gasp and her head goes back slightly as she slips her cunt down on me.
“Fuuuck” I groan quietly as I feel her around me. Her descent onto my cock is slow , and wet, and warm.
“Vienna” I groan as she moans and her pussy tightens around me. Her hands come to my face and she holds my cheeks, her hands stay there as she lifts up slowly. Our eyes on each other as she drags her pussy back up to the top of my dick.
“I’m sorry for making you love me” she whispers and I groan as she sinks back down.
“I’m not” I groan.
“Youre the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I might not marry for true love, but having it with you , at least I got to feel it once” I say and she brings her mouth to mine and kisses me hard and her body rocks in my lap as she rides me slowly. Her hands moving from my face to the back of the chair, my hands going to her ass, grabbing her flesh in my hands as she rides me and kisses me passionately.
This woman could make any man or boy fall in love with her , with the way she looks , the way she speaks, the way she touches , the way she kisses, the way she fucks and makes love.
“I love you too” she moans. “So much, don’t ever believe otherwise. I fell in love the second you let me kiss you Bryce” she moans and I groan. Thinking back to that night. Finding her here in the room when I couldn’t sleep. Sitting and talking with her, then her lips coming closer and closer. Her gorgeous eyes on mine. Asking me if it was alright to kiss me. Of course I said yes. I had a crush on her the second I saw her. And knew I wanted my future wife to look exactly like Vienna. To smile like her. To sound like her.
“I’ve missed you” she moans. “God, I’ve missed you” she repeats and then is riding me harder and her straps on her night dress, slip off her shoulders and I lean in. Kissing her shoulders. Her hands falling from the back of the chair and lowering to her sides to allow the slip to fall. Allowing my mouth free rein of her bare chest. My hands on her upper back as she reclines herself in my arms, her head going back as her hips keep rocking and my mouth takes one of her nipples. I suck hard, devouring it with my starved mouth and hungry tongue. Licking it. Flicking it and then biting it between my teeth , making her gasp. Her hands in my hair as I move to the other.
“Bryce” she moans as I bite the other and lick over it. Then kiss back up her chest, along her neck and pull her against me as I lean back in the chair and her hands go back to the chair and she rides me, her tits dragging on my chest as our eyes stay locked. Her pants and moans are subdued as she tries to stay quiet. My groans roll through me with each time she comes down on me. Nothing will ever feel as good as her.
“I’m going to think of you, everyday. Every time I’m fucking my wife, I’ll be wishing it was you. Every child I give her, I’ll wish I was making them with you. Every second of my fucking life is going to be consumed with the one fucking woman I want more than anything and can’t fucking have” I groan and she kisses me again.
“Stop talking that way” she whimpers.
“It’s true, I’ll never be happy, not when I know you exist ..and belong to someone else” I groan and she moans on my mouth.
“I’ll always be yours” she moans and her tongue licks into my mouth.
“Do you think of me when he’s inside of you?” I grunt as she clenches around my cock and breathes hard against my mouth. I groan louder as she nods.
“Always” she exhales. “I always wish it were you inside of me, I’ve never felt as good as I do when you’re inside of me” she says and I curse softly.
“Am I the best you’ve had?” She asks and I groan.
“You know you are. Nothing compares to this” I grunt and grab her ass and thrust into her making her let out a loud cry. I keep going. Thrusting up into her. Her breasts bouncing against my chest.
“Yes” she cries. “Yes, fuck me” she pants.
“Fuck me baby” she moans and I groan and sit up and then move to the floor with her , onto the same rug that I made love to her on, two years ago.
“I’m not a boy anymore Vienna, am I?” I groan as I let my hips fall hard into her. Drilling deep and watching her arch her back.
“No”she moans and shakes her head. “You’re not”
“You made me a man, right here on this floor, didn’t you baby?” I grunt.
“Yes” she answers and I watch her face, her tits , all that I can see of her right now, my eyes drink it in.
“You laid me down and gave me a nice little fuck, didn’t you Vienna? I barely lasted a minute inside of you that first time” I groan. Not longer ashamed my first time had been so short. Because I knew better now. That this woman against a virgin cock, my cock hadn’t stood a chance of lasting inside of her.
“Now I’m the one laying you down, you wanted to turn me into man Vienna, well here I am baby. I’ve been practicing , and that boy you fucked with your married pussy, is a man now, and he’s going to fuck you like one.” I groan as I go harder. Faster.
“This what you wanted? To turn me into a man that could fuck you right ?” I groan and slam deep , making her scream and I groan loudly at the way it echoes , at how fucking loud she’s being.
“Be as loud as you want Mrs.Vaughn.” I groan and keep pounding into her. Taking what’s mine.
“Because I’d love nothing more than for your husband to find me inside of his pretty wife, fucking his devoted cum from your perfect pussy” I grunt , my teeth clenching as I picture it. Her husband coming down and finding me ontop of her.
“Oh god” she cries and her tits bounce and her back arches , her legs climbing around me and wrapping around me as he grabs my sides and bucks into me.
“Scream my fucking name , let him hear you getting this cunt fucking taken care of by the man you made”
“Oh fuck!” She screams and I grunt loudly as I keep fucking her. Groaning as I feel her cumming on my cock and she screams my fucking name and I lose it. I cum hard , so fucking hard I swear I go blind for seconds before all off my cum spills inside of her.
I thrust, jerking my hips as I feel her pulsing around me and breathe in heavy fast pants as I fall over her , not laying all of my weight , but letting some of it press to her, keeping her under me, keeping her on my cock.
She breathes heavily and whimpers and writhes and I lift my head and angle it, kissing her neck. Groaning against her skin.
“We can do this every summer, steal filthy little love making fucks right here in this room” I tell her and she moans.
“Vance upstairs asleep…Priscilla asleep in her room…Preston in his….while I’m down here with you, fucking my wifes step mother” I groan and she moans.
“Yes” she answers making me exhale deeply.
“I’m going to make love to you for the rest of my life, I don’t need you to be my fucking wife, I just need you to mine, and promise me you’ll let me have my woman when I need her” I say and she moans as my hips start to move again.
“I’ve got so much more cum for you Vienna, do you want it , hmm?” I groan and she nods.
“Yes” she pants.
“Say it” I growl.
“I want it, I want more of your cum” she whimpers.
“Beg me for it like a good whore Vienna” I whisper and she gasps and I feel her reaction as her pussy grips me.
“Please, please, more, I need more, please” she moans and I groan.
“Say you’re mine” I grunt.
“I’m yours!” She cries. “Fuck me, don’t stop, keep fucking me, I’ve missed you so much, fill me, use me, empty your cum into me Bryce”