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Chapter 5

We spent the
day getting to know each other, in between shared kisses and soft touches I
learned who she was and was more than a little surprised to learn that she knew
a hell of a lot about me. She’d been keeping up with my life even in exile,
collecting newspaper clippings whenever I’d been lauded for some business feat
or the other. She’d also shyly admitted to cyber stalking me.

“I usually
start my day off by going to your LinkedIn page, then I have a little scrap
book on the mini tablet mom and dad got me last year where I keep all your
pictures. Then I search the web for any new news on you.”

“Why baby, why
would you go through all of that for me?”

“Because
you’re more than just a high school crush, you’ve always been, that’s why I
felt so guilty when Jenny found out, because it was true, I was mooning over
you and it was wrong, you were hers.” Here her voice broke and her eyes fought
back the tears forming there.

“Don’t forget
you’re talking about the woman that I found with not one but two men so I
wouldn’t put too much stock in her moral yardstick.” Shit I wasn’t even bitter
about that anymore when the hell had that happened? I’m pretty sure when it
crossed my mind yesterday like it usually did I’d still wanted to strangle the
bitch; but for some reason right here and now as I prepare a dinner of broiled
salmon fillets with oven roasted baby potatoes, Natalie bustling around me
making a salad and stealing feels of my ass and cock, I didn’t feel that rage,
that hollow feeling, that deep dark sense of betrayal.

Instead I felt
lighter than I had in years, I wanted to do a million things with this girl at
once and not all of them revolved around getting my dick in her cunt, well
ninety nine percent of it did but that other remaining one percent had me
envisioning walks on the beach, going for long rides in the country on a lazy
Sunday afternoon. I actually felt my heart lurch in my chest at the thought of
all the things I could do for and with her. I wanted to take care of her.

“You’ve been
staring at me for the last five minutes Marc, what’re you thinking?” She seemed
so unsure of herself sometimes when at others she bubbled with self-
confidence. I kept looking at her not having realized I’d been doing it for so
long. She was beautiful, young sweet and beautiful and she was in love with me,
how the fuck did I get this lucky?

“Come ‘ere.” I
held my arms out as she flew around the island and landed on my chest, I had to
grin at her exuberance as I kissed the top of her head and gave her one of my squeeze
hugs that she seemed so fond of.

“I love you
Marc.”

“Yeah baby I
know.” I felt her tense up for a minute before she relaxed again and I knew, I
understood what that was about.

“Look at me
baby.” I lifted her head with a finger under her chin so I could see her eyes.

“When I give
you those words I want them to mean something, I want you to know that they
mean something to me; give it time okay?”

She smiled but
I could still see the sadness there and it tore at my heart, I couldn’t just
say those words though not unless I was sure, I knew I felt more for her than
I’d ever felt for anyone else before in my life, I know that almost overnight
she’d infiltrated my life and made it just that much better than it had been,
but I wanted to give her more, I wanted to give her all of me.

We spoke
softly over dinner, our hands holding each other’s as we fed each other little
tidbits from our forks, I liked looking at her, I liked seeing her there, it
felt…whole somehow like it was supposed to be.

“What do you want
to do for the rest of the evening? The night’s still young yet.”

“Guess.” She
grinned at me facetiously.

“Geez Nat are
you a mink, I think my cock is about to expire you’re one greedy girl.”

“Only for you
though, no one else, besides we have years to make up for and my little pussy
is hungry she hasn’t been fed in at least four hours.”

“Oh well then
we can’t have that let’s go feed the bitch.” I stood up to head for the bedroom
my cock already on the rise.

“Uh uh, I want
to suck your cock right here, its my dessert after all.”

“Fuck.” She
licked her lips and ran her hand over her denim-covered pussy.

“Take them
off.” I did some rubbing of my own on my cock as she reached for the zipper of
her jeans.

“Yes sir.”
Fuck she was going to fuck around and get fucked into a coma if she kept this
shit up.

“Are you going
to tie me up sir?”

“No, not this
time, get over here.” I unbuttoned my pants and took my cock out leaving it
hanging there.

She walked
over to me discarding her top and bra on the way.

“On your knees,
I want to throat fuck you.” She actually groaned out loud and her eyes went a
little glassy, dropping to her knees she held my cock and teased the head with
her agile tongue before sucking me into her mouth. She kept her eyes on mine as
she throated my meat and all I could think was those lessons really paid off. I
grabbed fistfuls of her hair and started fucking her mouth deep stroking until
I hit the back of her throat.

‘Hmmmmm….”

I love the way
she hums around my cock the pleasure she gets from pleasuring me.

“Up.” I lifted
her onto the island and once again feasted on her dripping wet pussy with a
little ass paly thrown in to keep things interesting. I could keep my head
buried in her cunt for days and still not get enough of her taste. I tongued
her going as deep inside of her as I could reach while diddling her clit
between my thumb and forefinger. Wiping my mouth off in her tummy I stood up
and taking my now fully erect cock in hand guided it into her waiting pussy.

“Yeah, fuck my
pussy with your big cock.”

Fuck I pushed
into her her words spurring me on as I held her hips in a tight grip and fucked
her tight pussy.

“I can’t wait
to watch my son growing in your womb.” She clenched down tight and lifted her
hips.

“Fuck me, give
me your son, please.” She kept saying shit like that as I fucked into her
making me want to breed her ten times at once if possible. I’d never been so
fucking turned on in my life.

“Cum in my
pussy, give me your hot thick cum, breed my little pussy.”

“Fuuuuuucccccckkkkk.”
I slammed my hand into the counter as my body was hit with the Mack truck of
all orgasms, I felt it in my toes, my neck my head, I think I felt it even in
the ends of my hair which felt like it was standing on end. I tilted her pussy
up so I could go deeper the better to keep my seed inside her. With our bodies
still joined I picked her up and headed upstairs to the bedroom. Looks like it
was going to be another long night.

Chapter6

Nat stayed
with me for the rest of the week and I was in her every chance I got, I was on
a mission after all, to breed her before the end of summer.

“I have to go
home I need more clothes.”

She was lying
on the couch in my home office which she’d taken to doing while I worked; I
looked up from my computer screen to study her.

“No.”

“What?” She
sat up straight and looked at me with a look of confusion on her face.

“I said no
you’re not going anywhere.”

“But why, it’s
just for a few days and then I’ll be back I’ve gone through all my clothes and
yes I did the laundry but it’s still the same clothes over and over.”

“So shop.”

“Why would I
want to do that when I have perfectly good clothes at home, you’re being silly
Marc, I’ll be back.”

“Nat, I said
no.”

“Why you don’t
trust me, you think I’m like her?”

I’ve never
seen her angry, I’ve seen her horny happy sad but not angry except for that one
time I’d called jenny her aunt and her little face had got so red, now she was
angry or hurt or both I’m not sure which. She was also about to her little ass
beat for questioning me.

“First of all
lower your voice, second of all the thought never crossed my mind you’re
nothing like her if you were you wouldn’t be here, and lastly you’re not going
because I said so, don’t question me again.”

She flew off
the chair and out of the room.

“Natalie come
back here.” She ignored me of course, which could either be a good thing or a
bad thing depending on how you looked at it. You see if Nat was into getting
her ass spanked hard then it was a good thing if she wasn’t then not so much.

I logged off
of my computer putting my work off until later, taking my time I made my way up
the stairs to find her shoving her clothes into her bag. I didn’t say anything
to her just calmly turned back to the door and locked it. Her head came up at
the sound of the lock turning and her eyes widened when she saw me removing my
belt. Too late she tried to run but I was too fast for her, catching her
ponytail and bringing her to a halt.

“You want to act
like a brat, you’ll be treated like one.”

‘No Marc, I’m
sorry I didn’t mean it.”

‘Too late,
drop your pants.” When she proved stubborn in this I helped her off with them
before dragging her over to the chair in the corner of the sitting area.

She struggled
and pleaded with me as I brought her down over my knees but it fell on deaf
ears, she had to learn and learn quickly that what I say goes, no question.

I brought the
folded leather belt down hard across her plump ass cheeks leaving a red mark
and a welt.

“Please Marc
I’m sorry, please stop it hurts.”

I paid her no
attention as I brought the belt down ten tines making her ass nice and red
before smoothing my hand over the heat of her well-spanked ass.

“You going
anywhere?”

“No sir.” She
sniffled and sulked as I lifted her to a sitting position.

“You want to
tell me what this is really all about?” She shook her head and held it down.

“Tell me, no
secrets I hate them if you don’t tell me what’s going on in your head I can’t
do anything about it, I lived with secrets once before I’m not doing it again.”

“You don’t
love me.”

“Of course I
do.”

What the fuck
where had that come from?

She picked her
head up to study me all the hope and fears plain for me to see.

“You do?
But…you said…”

“I know what I
said baby just as I know what I feel, how could I help loving you babe, you’re
so fucking perfect it’s like you were made for me.”

She was
laughing and crying at the same time she was peppering my face with kisses.

“I love you I
love you I love you.”

“I love you
too sweet girl.”

Of course we
had to seal the deal with some fuck hot fucking.

Epilogue

“It’s in I can
feel you you’re all the way in.”

“Yeah fuck
babe your ass feels amazing, I can’t believe we waited this long to do this.”

“That’s
because you’re a pussy man, unghh, fuck that feels good, faster Marc, pound my
ass harder.”

I fucked her
asshole with my cock as I pushed the dick I’d had fashioned after mine in and
out of her pussy while she played with her clit.

“How does it
feel baby?”

“So good, I’m
gonna cum fuck, fuck my pussy.” I pushed and pulled both cocks in and out of
her in a counter movement sending her into a frenzy, it wasn’t long before we
were both yelling and cumming our bodies jerking together as I emptied my nuts
in her tight ass.

In the
bathroom I cleaned up and went back to her with a washcloth to do the same,
just as I was finished wiping her pussy and her ass clean a low cry came
through the monitor.

“Perfect
timing.” She climbed down off the bed and pulled on her robe, the six-carat
diamond on her finger caught the light for a moment and sent off sparks.

“Looks like I
lucked out this time…shit, spoke too soon.” Just then a not so soft cry came
through the monitors.

“Your daughter
is a tad bit too demanding if you ask me.”

“Oho now she’s
my daughter, yesterday she was daddy’s girl when she cooed at you all pretty.”

We headed out
of our bedroom and into the connected nursery where the twins slept; Zachary
and Zania were the perfect little three-month-old miracles. Sometime during our
weekend sex marathon they were conceived, I’d married Nat two weeks before we
found out she was pregnant. She was able to finish her classes which she now
griped was a waste of time since she had no intentions on finding a job, she
preferred instead to stay at home and take care of me and our kids.

She lifted
Zachary who was the quieter and more patient of the two from his crib while I
went over to my squalling pig who was screaming loud enough to bring the house
down.

“Hey, what’s
all this?” I lifted her and noticed the wet diaper, walking over to the
changing table I watched as Nat took her breast out to feed my son as she
rocked back and forth in the chair. She had such a look of love and adoration
on her face as she smoothed his dark curls
back

that
I felt my knees weaken. How could
one woman have so much love in her?

I changed the
little princess who was back to cooing at her daddy while sucking on her tiny
little fist, her little face so like mine was engraved on my heart, all three
of them were. I lifted her and walked her around the room stalling for time
while Zachary finished up his meal. My little piglet waited for no one, I
couldn’t wait ‘til they were older to see just how this would play out. Zachary
was older by ten minutes but you wouldn’t know it the way his sister ruled the
roost, he seemed very in tuned with her always holding back and letting her go
first, if she cried his little head would move around the room until he found
her and just like that she’d quiet down. Their mother swore we were in for it
when they got older, said they had some kind of twin mojo going on, whatever.

“We get
everything we need yesterday babe?”

“Yep the
others will be here in a few hours, you marinated the steaks right?” She patted
Zachary’s back until he burped and we exchanged kids.

“Yeah I did
that while you were knocked out last night.”

‘Hmm, that
reminds me, we gotta do that again.”

“What fuck in
the pool?”

“No that
position that was hot, I think you reached my kidneys that time.”

“It’s my new
breeding technique.”

“Ha ha it
won’t work, I’m using the diaphragm remember?”

I guess my
guilty look tipped her off.
“Marcus Dalton what did you do?”

Three months
later when she was leaning over the toilet throwing up I had to come clean
about poking holes in her diaphragm.

THE END

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