We arrived at the cottage late in the afternoon, and the first thing Jess wanted to do was check out the beach.
“Do you mind?” she asked with pleading eyes.
“Of course not. Let’s get ready and go.”
Preparing to take an infant to the beach was no joke. After changing Ruthie into one of the many “sunzies” we brought—a bodysuit with UPF protection, courtesy of her Auntie Jade, the nurse, who’d reminded us our daughter was too little to wear sunscreen—we also packed an umbrella, sunhat, blanket, wipes and burp cloths—just in case. Then we had to pack a bag for the two of us.
But thirty minutes later as Jess stared out at the ocean with a big smile, I decided it’d been totally worth the trouble. We sat on a beach blanket under the umbrella with a sleeping baby between us while I tried to hide my hard-on because my wife was so fucking hot.
There was no hiding it when ten minutes later, she turned to me and said, “I think we should go have sex,” and I didn’t even hesitate to start packing up.
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Alan
My new wife was a vixen, that’s all there was to it.
It seemed like if I was awake, my dick was hard. And half the time she wasn’t trying to turn me on, she just did.
Like the way her hair would fall in front of her face when she’d look down at Ruthie while she was nursing her. Or when I’d get just a hint of cleavage when we sat next to each other on the couch. Or how her eyes would light up when she would experience something for the first time.
But nothing could have prepared me for Jessica in a black bikini. Or when we walked in the house after she said she wantedto have sex, and she nonchalantly asked, “Would it be okay if you were rough this time?”
Fuck yeah it would be okay!
But I needed a little more information.
“I would be happy to be rough with you. But give me some examples of what you’re thinking, so we’re on the same page.”
She shrugged like she was embarrassed, and her neck flushed pink when she mumbled, “I don’t know…”
All her bravado must have been used up asking me for what she wanted.
“Do you want me to be forceful and demanding?”
She nodded and bit her lower lip when she looked at me.
“Smack your ass? Pull your hair?”
Her pupils dilated, and I knew I was on the right track.
“Talk dirty?”
“Oh yes!”
I nodded my head like I was mulling it over, then reached up and grabbed a handful of her chestnut tresses and pulled her to me so I could snarl in her ear, “Take off your clothes and get on the bed, you naughty slut. I’m going to fuck you until you scream.”
I was worried calling her a slut might have been too much but she whimpered, “Oh my god, that just made me so wet,” then scampered toward the bedroom.
My sweet wife had a naughty side. And I fucking loved it.
I followed her with my board shorts tented and shucked them the second I closed the door.
Like a siren, she was sprawled naked on the bed with her hair fanned out on a pillow.
“Look what you did to my cock.” I got on my knees next to her and tapped my dick against her lips. “Now you’re going to have to suck it.”
With a Cheshire Cat grin, she turned over onto all fours with her juicy ass high in the air, grabbed my shaft and with zero hesitation, ran her tongue along the tip. Then without warning, she swallowed my cock and moaned, sending shockwaves throughout my entire body.
