This morning, I’m grinning like an idiot since Ihave a settled nervous system and the best view in the world. My face is buried in the sweetest place on earth, my beautiful birthday girl’s pussy, while she finishes up her final REM cycle. Itry my best to ignore the whining from our big fur baby, Zig, on the other side of the door. He doesn't need to see this. This perfect view is formyeyes only. Looking up, her face looks so peaceful and serene despite her flushed cheeks. Her pink nightie is pushed up so my hand can graze over her pretty, perky tits before settling on her flat belly, fingers splayed open, warming the area like that will help get it ready.
I know it sounds mental, but I’m hoping a few months from now it won’t be flat at all anymore. Inever, ever had this kink before Matilda, that’s how Iknew she was the one, and I’ve been waiting for so long Iworry Iwon’t last more than a few seconds.It’s her fucking birthday, you gotta last longer than that!Keane grows impossibly hard at the thought of knocking her up today, and Igently rut him against the mattress of the ornate, vampiric monstrosity that is our marital bed. Ifeel like God damn Dracula every morning when Iwake up in it with my vampire queen.
“Mmmf, Jett…”
Her head turns this way and that on the pillow, eyes slowly blinking open. Ittakes her a moment to realise what’s different about this particular wakeup. She’s used to waking up with my head between her thighs more often than it isn’t, but never with her arms tied up quite like this. Her leftwrist is tied to where the ornately carved headboard meets the bedpost with a silky blue ribbon, her right wrist tied on the opposite side with a satiny pink ribbon.
“Good morning. Happy thirtieth birthday, princess.”
She moans as Icrook my fingers inside her, brushing her sluttiest little G-spot again and again.
“Wha-what’s with the ties? She turns her head, practically panting, “Blue and pink?”
I grin. “All birthday parties need a game, Baby. Try and get out of the binds, the side you slip out of first will be the baby I’m putting inside you this morning. Blue, pink, doesn’t matter to me, darling, just that you are going to get fucking pregnant today. Enjoy your bubbles tonight because you won’t be having more for ’bout ten months.”
“That’s not how any of this works!” She rolls her eyes at me, but they don’t roll back around the right way because my tongue is back on her clit, doing her favourite trick she calls ‘better than a vibrator.’ Her back arches off the bed, and her entire body trembles.
“Good birthday girl, that’s it. Soak my face, sweetheart.”
My perfect girl always does as she’s told, her juices dripping down my chin and onto the blood red silk sheets as she moans desperately, coming so hard she sounds delirious. Isink my hand down heavier over her stomach, keeping her from writhing off the bed entirely. Her body is jerking uncontrollably, but Ican’t stop eating her like a starved man.
“I-I can’t, no more! Come up here, please!” she begs, and Imove up, slapping my hand against the headboard.
“Mmm, Ilike it when my Baby begs. Were you a good girl for Daddy? No pills?”
“No pills for over a month and the app says I’m ovulating all weekend.”
“Oh, fuck. Ireally am the luckiest bloke alive. Sorry, if you wanted a lot of fun positions, you’ll have to wait till we get home from your party tonight. It’s time to be a good, vanilla missionary Mum and Dad. Tell me what you want, princess.”
“Keane. And say it. Now that you really mean it,fuckingfinally.”
“What?” Iarch a devilish brow, sliding Keane through her slick.
“You know!” she huffs.
“Only if you admit you’re just as much of a weird, kinky, freaky deviant as Iam!”
“I’m a freaky, kinky deviant, whatever, just fuck me, please! And say it. Abunch!”
I snicker and push her legs up so her feet point to the canopy above our heads. Islide the first few inches inside. “Mummy wants to make me a daddy for real this time.” She moans so loud the fabric of the canopy shakes like a leaf. “Oh, someone really wants that, don’t you, Baby?”
“I need all of you, please!” she pleads with a nod. The magic cross hits deep inside her and I'm rewarded with a guttural scream that’s so desperate it fuels the flames blazing inside of me to dangerous levels. “Yes, that’s how deep Ineed you, Jett!”
“Not Jett, Baby. Not anymore.”
“Mmm,” she moans like a sugar coated wet dream. “Daddy, permanently.”Fuck, Iknow it’s her birthday, but damn if this doesn’t feel like a gift for me, too. “I need your seed inside me, Iwanna make you a daddy so bad.”
I slam into her until her toes curl and little beads of sweat appear on her forehead. “I’m not going to be able to last with you talking to me like that. When Itell you to come, you’re going to have to come, princess, and pull me so deep inside you so we can make a baby for your birthday. Good gift, yeah?”
“The best, oh my god!”
Her eyes go cross as Irefuse to let up on her, likeopen up and let my best swimmers in or else!Igrab her ankle with one hand, and the other goes to her cunt that’s making the most obscenely wet sounds each time Ithrust deeper than the last.
“Make me a dad, darling. Please, I’ll be so good, Ipromise. Iwon't lose my shit again like yesterday, swear. That's it. Take all of me like a good girl.” My thumb on her clit goes lightning speed. Her mouth forms the perfect O, and that means, “it’s time, come for me. Now.”
I growl my beloved’s name, and she screams mine. My brain flickers, lost in the blinding, white heat only my wife's divine pussy can provide. My muscles fire and twitch, and Ifeel every hope for our future spillinginto her. Iknow it might not happen today, but I’m blissfully ignoring that possibility right now. My breath is choppy and my vision blurred, fuck all, I’m the happiest I’ve ever been other than the kick ass Halloween wedding we threw nearly three years ago now after an insane, year-long engagement spent on tour together.
“That’s my good pillow princess. Ilove the way youtake,darling. You deserve it. Ifucking love you and have since the moment Ilaid eyes on you.” Ipull out quickly, moaning at the sight of my release filling her so completely, and yet, Ineed to be sure it's a job well done, entering her again. Pushing it all back in, even deeper. Islide so deep Ihit a spot Ididn’t even know existed. She lets out this needy whine, and Idon’t know if it’s pure overstimulation or adrenaline or what, but she yanks at her ribbons so hard they both shred at the same time, and her wrists are magically free.
