My body craved hers.
I was pretty sure Kitty was game, but I had to make sure. Taking my hand off her waist, I took her right hand and gradually moved it down to my crotch, so she was holding my cock.
I did not have to wait long for her reaction. She smiled and started stroking my cock through my pants.
“Do you want to fuck my pussy with that hard cock from behind, baby?” she asked.
I must have had a surprised look on my face as she grinned and said, “Fuck me, Dylan. Right here. I know you want it. So do I.”
That was all the encouragement I needed.
Yanking down her jeans, I flipped her on her stomach and pushed her back down against the hood of the car. Seeing her ass bare for the whole world to see was beautiful. Fumbling with my belt, I unzipped my jeans and grabbed my cock. Stroking it a few times, I didn’t bother with foreplay. I needed in her now.
Lining myself up, I felt her slickness, and when the tip of my cock found her promised land, I moaned as I thrust deep, eliciting a scream from her.
“Fuck yes!”
There were times in my life that I knew I would never forget. Like the day I learned my mother died or the day Kitty told me she was pregnant. I could count the most prolific times in my life on one hand, and now I would add another.
This day.
This moment.
I didn't pause this time as I thrust hard, but I took my time between thrusts. I hit her round globes hard several times as I licked my fingers and inserted two into her anus. I grunted in pleasure as she squirmed at my intrusion. She was out of control moaning already, and it felt so fucking good. I removed my fingers and grabbed her hair, yanking her head back. She arched and cried out in a perfect blend of pleasure and pain. I started fucking her faster, my entire length slamming into her and making her shake.
I could barely handle this level of sensation, and I lost myself in it, feeling her tight pussy clamping around me, sending waves of erotic pleasure through my entire body. She cried out, and I realized she was going to cum, as she pulsated on my dick.
I moaned in response.
Wave after wave of her orgasm rolled along the length of me as I continued to fill her, getting rougher as I felt her spasms. Feeling my imminent release, she slammed her ass back against me in time with my thrusts. With a cry of, “Oh fuck!” I started cumming, dumping pulse after pulse of my hot, sticky cum deep into her womb.
We stayed like that, my dick up to my balls inside her as I enjoyed my aftershocks. Then I slowly slid my now soaking member in and out, sighing in satisfaction. I could see my semen slide slowly down her thighs. I used a couple fingers to rub it around her anus, knowing that sometime tonight, I was going to fuck her ass. Leaning over her one more time, I whispered, “Get your fine ass in the bedroom. I am nowhere done with you. Your ass is mine tonight, Kitty. So, get ready.”
She slowly turned her eyes bright with excitement. She didn’t say anything. She didn’t have to. Her face said it all. My wife was a freaky slut in the bedroom. There wasn’t much she wouldn’t do, and tonight I was thankful for that because I had many salacious thoughts running through my head. Slapping her ass once more, I just pointed to the house and said nothing more as she pulled up her jeans, head held high as she walked proudly into the house.
Taking a cigarette out of my cut, I quickly lit it as I zipped up my jeans and leaned against the hood of the car as Reaper walked out onto the front porch. Leaning against the rails, he said, “New rule. No fucking if I can’t.”
I grinned, taking another drag. “Sucks to be you then because no one tells me when I can and cannot fuck my wife.”
Shaking his head, Reaper walked down the porch, stopping a few feet from me, looking all serious. I knew he didn’t like cigarette smoke, so I took one last drag and threw it on the ground.
“What’s wrong?”
“You need to talk to your wife, my Vault.”
“Why?”
“Savage said he and Kitty are going after Sandman in the morning.”
Standing up, I said, “Over my dead body she is.”
“Tell her no, Dylan, and I think she will kill you. I agree that Kitty needs to stay safe. She knows too much shit. If something happens to her, not only do I lose all that information she has stored in her fucking brain, but I will also lose a brother, one I’ve come to trust more than any other.”
“I will talk with my wife. Don’t worry so much, Reaper.”
“Are you sure about that? Because from where I’m standing, nobody tells Kitty what to do.”
“I’m not going to let my wife go off and get herself killed, Reaper. Your Vault will be safe.”