Everything on me hurts. There’s no possibility of anythingacrobatic. I can’t lift her or take her from on top. But I need inside her. Now.
“Bed?” I ask.
“I’m still mad at you,” she says, climbing up fully clothed.
“Well, that makes two of us…” I stand over her, peering down at the soft, kind woman who tumbled into my life like a meteor, obliterating… everything. “Undress me, Wifey. And go easy. Shit hurts.”
She scrambles my way, kneeling on the edge of the bed, unbuttoning my shirt. Her fingers are quick but shake as she goes one by one. When my shirt is undone, she places a chaste kiss against my chest before pushing the shirt off my good side. It’s the other side that gives her pause.
“You’re bruised… everywhere. Or can I hope this is new ink?” Her fingers pause on the bandage on the back of my upper shoulder.
“It’s not new ink.” I twist so she can see the expanse of white. “I’m afraid you’ll have to do all the work today.”
She looks up and to the side as if debating, before shrugging. “Okay.”
Okay then. I step out of my shoes. “Now my pants.”
She visibly swallows and reaches for my belt. The gentle brush of her fingers sends blood to my already thickening cock. She fumbles with the belt but is surer with the button. The sound of the zipper teeth opening echoes in the quiet room.
She looks away when she realizes I have no underwear on. “Oh, wow.”
“Good answer, baby.” I stroke her jaw and lean in to take her mouth. Trailing kisses to her ear, I growl, “Take off your clothes, but do it nice and slow.”
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He steps out of his pants and socks in one go, and his cock points directly at me.
He holds my gaze as I lift the tee over my shoulders. When I reach for my shorts, nerves get the better of me, and I drop my gaze and bite my lip.
“Don’t make me bite that for you.” He gestures to my mouth.
My bottom lip releases with a small pop as I stare up at him, unbuttoning and unzipping my shorts. They fall to bunch at my knees leaving me in just a pair of pale lemon-yellow panties and a matching bra.
“You look good enough to eat, baby.”
I shiver as he strokes a finger from my jaw, over my collar bone, to between my breasts, until his finger is dangerously near my very wet panties.
“In fact, that’s first up.” He slowly lowers himself to the bed and I can tell he’s going gentle. The bandage on his upper thigh wraps all the way around to his very firm ass.
“Come ride my face. I need to taste that sweet pussy.”
“Won’t… Won’t I hurt you?” I whisper.
“Try not to, okay. I want the pleasure not the pain.”
I scoot toward him, leaving my shorts and panties where they fell and undoing my bra.
He taps my hip when I get to his shoulders. “Turn around.”
“But I won’t have anything to hold on to.”
“I’ll give you something. Don’t you worry.”
Settling over him, he reaches for my armpits to pull me down to his cock. I kiss the barbell, then lick the slit that beads with pre-cum. I’ve just sealed my mouth around the head when he parts me to suck on my clit. The groan that comes from me hums around his cock and elicits from him the same. I’m fisting his cock while taking him as deep as I’m able. The barbell slides along my tongue instead of my palate and I’ve never been more thankful for my precarious position.
