Vengeful Husbands Book 1 Rock Page 13

  I held her little head close to my chest and rode her to orgasm before emptying my seed in her once more.

  Epilogue

  ROCK

  “Rock, honey where are you?”

  Hiding from your horny ass. My dick actually whined in protest. The woman is a cock hungry freak. Her tummy is big as the damn moon but I don’t see where that’s slowed her down any. In fact she seems worse. Hormones or some fuck.

  She came through the door to my home office, which was the only part of the house I could usually find some peace. I guess her pussy itch must be out of control for her to run me to ground here.

  She was wearing a pair of boy shorts that stretched across her ass and nothing else. She was so proud of her new rack. Seriously? Her tits had gone from damn near nonexistent to double Ds. On her small frame they looked humungous. Like a countrified porn star! She takes every opportunity these days to flaunt those babies, and therein lays the problem, or one of them anyway.

  It only takes one sighting of her tits to get me going and then as soon as I have her on her back with my rod in her hot cunt, it’s like a never ending ride. The other problem is that she’s never full these days. She claims it’s hormones from the pregnancy, but I’m more inclined to believe she was just a freak who was finally free to let her flag fly.

  She parked her ass on my lap and looked toward the computer screen. “Whatcha doing honey?”

  “I’m putting the finishing touches on the design for the nursery.” I know she rolled her eyes at that but I didn’t care. It’s not everyday a man learns he’s having not one, but two kids, and one of them is a little girl. My own little mini princess!

  Originally we’d planned to use the nursery that was already here, but it was a bit too far from our bedroom for my liking, so I’d had a couple walls knocked down and was now having the two bedrooms closest to ours turned into the nursery.

  She thought it was too big, but I had a plan going here that can only be done big. My daughter’s side of the room was going to be shaped like a castle with all the pink frilly shit money can buy. And my boy’s was going to be all marines baby.

  There was a playroom, changing room, bathroom, everything they’d need until they were about five and bitched to get their own room. It was also spacy enough to fit five or six kids because I planned to keep that shit full until she’s fifty.

  “What’s the matter baby, your greedy pussy need pumping again?” She still blushes but that shit was more because I called her greedy than anything else. I rubbed her tummy and the babies did handsprings or some shit. One of the good things about her sex drive was the fact that after I’d torn her pussy to shit and tired her greedy ass out, I get to spend at least an hour calming the babies who were usually doing gymnastics about then.

  I told the doc that the little shits knew what I was up to in there but she laughed and said no. How the fuck does she know? Anybody ever been able to ask a kid about that shit? If the little fucks can hear I don’t see why the fuck we should believe they’re blind.

  So I’d spend a good hour or two every night playing with her tummy and whispering my love for my boy and girl. They’d follow my hand around and we’d play hide and seek while their mother slept. Sometimes I’d get a sick fear in my gut that I’d fuck up somewhere but then I’d calm myself and promise to do my best always. That’s all I can do.

  I spoil their mother’s ass so I don’t see why I should have any problems with them. I just have to always love them as much as I do now, and we should be fine. I squeezed her butt and nuzzled her neck. “If you’re looking for dick you’re outta luck, I couldn’t get my shit up if you danced topless on my cock.”

  “Wanna bet?” She pulled my hands around her and placed them on her pregnant belly and that was all it took. I rolled my eyes and dragged my tired over fucked ass out of the chair, picking her up and carting her back to our rooms.

  I placed her on the bed before losing my jeans, which is all I wore. No one was allowed up here when we were home so it’s like we had the place to ourselves. Which is good, because this one likes to walk around naked, unless she wants to tease me with a pair or monogrammed panties. I especially like the ones that say ‘Rock’s Pussy’ on the front; like the ones she wore now.

  I climbed into bed and got into her new favorite position. Once I was laid out on my back, I helped her over me in the sixty-nine. She spread her legs over my face, her pregnant belly hanging over my chest as she leaned down to take my cock into her mouth.

  I opened her pink pussy with my fingers and stuck my tongue out to taste her sweet pussy essence. I ran my tongue up and down her slit, dipping my tongue into her every once in a while before going back to her clit.

  She gobbled down the first few inches of my cock while jacking me into her mouth with both hands. She had a death grip on my fat veiny cock because she knew that’s what I like. She must be feeling extra horny because she fucked my tongue like a cock and slobbered all over my rod, humming and moaning like she was at a seafood buffet.

  She arched and pressed her tummy into my chest as she came in my mouth. “I want you to cum on my tits.” She jerked my cock hard before letting go and climbing off of me. I got down off the bed and helped her down in front of me.

  I stroked my cock once, twice. “Open.” She opened her mouth and I shot the first stream across her tongue. Another shot of cum hit her cheek, but all the rest landed in her massive tits as she held them up to me. I smacked her cheek with my cock and pushed it back into her mouth for her to clean me up.

  She was breathing like a locomotive when I pushed her to her back across the bed and slid my cock deep into her hot never satisfied cunt. “Greedy bitch.” Her pussy clamped down on my meat like she was afraid I’d cut her off. “Rock I want more, I need all of you.”

  “NO!” I got a cock ring because no matter what she says, I’m not fucking her with my whole cock while my kids are in there. The shit was already knocking at the door to her womb, no fucking way. She pouted but that shit wasn’t gonna work this time. Instead I teased her clit and suckled her breasts until she clamped down on my cock and came, dragging me over the edge with her. Another one of my problems, fucking her pregnant pussy always makes me shoot fast and hard.

  After I knocked her out, I spent the next few hours laying between her spread thighs with my hands on her tummy. I planted kisses all over her mound from beneath her navel to the rounded top of her tummy. My babies rolled around for daddy and my heart swelled in my chest.

  I put my lips close and whispered ‘daddy loves you’ to my children, and I’d be damned if they didn’t knock against her tummy from inside. She smiled in her sleep and shifted just a little and the babies followed my hands that were dislodged by her movements.

  I settled down to tell them a story until they settled down in there, and then put my ear to her tummy and tried to hear that whooshing sound we’d heard that day in the doctor’s office when she had her ultrasound.

  I climbed off the bed once I knew for sure that she was going to stay down and went back to what I was doing before she needed me to scratch her itch. Back in the home office I looked out the same window I’d gazed out of that first day she was here.

  A lot had changed since that day almost nine months ago. Nine months, she was due in another couple of weeks and fear had me by the balls. I swallowed hard and moved my thoughts away from that. Mom had told me that I was a nine-pound baby. The thought of my tiny wife trying to give birth to something that size scares the fuck outta me. The doctor had assured me that multiples are never that big, but that wasn’t much solace.

  She’d come a long way since our wedding. I guess taking that extra step had been all she’d needed to lose whatever lingering fears she had that we were forever, that I wasn’t ever going to leave her again. We’d both had to regain the other’s trust, but that wasn’t hard once our mutual problem was eliminated.

  Her old man hadn’t lost everything after all, but he was nowhere near where he
used to be, and most devastating for him, nowhere near where I now am financially. Of all that had occurred though, I think the thing he hated most was the fact that I’d given his company to my dad to run. It was still the talk of the town.

  I’d ran into Shelly one day when I was out to order Ashley flowers. She’d fallen all over her face trying to apologize and then she’d filled me in to save her own ass. I guess the look on my face had scared her into believing that I was gonna do her bodily harm.

  Apparently Jeff had been doing her all along, and he’d talked her into going along with his little sabotage attempt. Since he’d been the cause of me losing five years of my life, I’d changed his demise for last.

  As a communications expert I knew my way around a good hack, and it was no trouble at all getting into his emails and private messages. I just dropped the word to the SEC with some information on his insider trading and now good old Jeff was looking at fifteen years behind bars. Poetic justice if you ask me. He took five years of my life and hers it was only fit that he would pay in the same way.

  She didn’t have any contact with her parents and didn’t seem to miss them. And now that she had my mom and dad, she had more than enough people to love her.

  I turned back to my desk and sat down at the computer. The screen saver was the last picture of her ultrasound where I could see my two kids, my daughter with her thumb in her mouth, while her brother looked like he was asleep next to her.

  Looking at them with both our parents on my mind, I hoped and prayed that my kids would luck out and have parents more like mine than hers. Sometimes the horror stories she tells me about the neglect and indifference she suffered at the hands of her parents makes me want to drive a few streets over and knock the fuck outta both of them.

  I switched to my wallpaper and looked at the picture of Ashley that was for my eyes only. I’d taken it one morning after a rigorous bout of fucking. She still had a little dribble of cum in the crease of her lips, her hair was mussed and her eyes are me alive through the lens of the camera.

  Once her inhibitions were unleashed and she was set free, which happened roughly three hours after I put my ring on her finger and gave her my name, she’s blossomed and grown. We were even closer now than we were almost six years ago.

  She had no more fears because she knew I stood in the way of every and anything that could hurt her. She’d learned to be more self confident when dealing with others as well, and was no longer seen as the little mousy girl who hid behind ugly clothes and insecurity.

  Instead of me always on her ass, it was she who had become the aggressor. She loved cock and was no longer afraid to show it. In the mornings I’d awaken to her mouth and hands on my cock. Then she’d look up at me and smile, ‘good morning husband’ and then she’d go back to sucking my cock.

  Then she’d climb up on my rod and ride and I’d hurry and put my hand at the nine-inch mark until I could reach the ring and put it on. I’d have one hand on the small of her tummy feeling the children come awake for the day. I’d fuck her nice and deep before taking her hips in my hands and slowing her down once she approached climax. Until her groin shakes and her legs stiffen and she’d pout and whine to cum.

  “Cum princess.” Sometimes she’d cry if I loved her extra special. And I’d end up spending the whole morning in bed comforting her. Or sometimes she’d be in one of her moods and she’d fuck my cock to within an inch of its life and then climb onto my mouth and lower her cunt, while sucking my pussy juice covered cock until I was ready to cum.

  Now that I’d bred her, I love pulling out and cumming all over her pregnant mound and tits. She loves for me to paint her face and then rub my cock all over her cheeks before she cleans me up with her facile tongue.

  Thinking of our passion for each other made me miss her and I closed down the computer and headed back to her. Kicking off my shoes I climbed into bed behind her and pulled her back into my chest with my hand holding her tummy protectively. She sighed and mumbled my name before settling down again and I kissed her ear and laid back to hold her while she slept.

  THE END