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No one had quite prepared me for that.
As soon as I’d changed their diapers yet again and managed to help get both of them down, at the same time no less, you better bet I went and scrubbed my hands and forearms.
I grinned at Hope’s bouncy ass in my face.
Her eyes had lit up as soon as the doctor answered her question earlier about if she was ready for sexual activity.
Natural birth with twins was no joke.
At the six-week checkup the doctor had seemed unsure about sexual activity and I’d put my foot down and said no, we’d wait until it was for sure safe.
So she was the one dragging me down the hallway today and stripping off her bottoms to hop up in the exam chair.
I don’t think it was even that she was especially horny.
As she swayed her ass in front of me now and little pleading noises came from her throat, no, I was starting to understand she needed a lot more from sex than just the orgasms. Though those didn’t hurt.
All this brought her… freedom in addition to pleasure.
Especially after the intensity we’d been going through the last eight weeks, and all the stress of taking care of the babies, so much of which landed on her as their food source…
I drew my hand back and let loose another wallop on the plump of her ass cheek.
I felt a calmness and relief ripple through my body as the jiggle rippled not only through her ripe ass cheek, but all down her fleshy thighs and outwards to her soft stomach.
Okay, so it wasn’t just her who’d been needing this.
“Yes,” she groaned low. “Two. Please, Daddy, can I have another?”
Fuck. My cock hardened in my pants, constricting the fabric. I rubbed a hand on her warm ass, flushed pink with blood that had rushed to the surface. Then I reached down and freed the button to unzip my jeans to free the pressure on my cock.
“That’s my good girl,” I said through a somewhat strangled voice. “Such a good girl.”
And I spanked her again.
She counted like the good girl she was. And I thrilled in the juxtaposition of her as a mother, a submissive bent over so obediently to me, and always, my good girl.
But I could see she was still straining. Needing release.
I looked up at Leander.
He understood without me needing to say. And he reached between her legs. Tentatively but not too gently.
Her head thrashed against the couch cushions and her ass wiggled even more.
He clamped his hand on her pussy and nodded at me.
I spanked her again. Sharp smacks to get her attention.
Then Leander rubbed her pussy.
She started weeping. I understood.
She needed the release. She needed me. Us.
I put a hand low on the base of her spine. “That’s right, baby. Let it all go. Let everything go. You don’t have to do a thing. Or worry about a thing here. Let your Daddies take care of you.”
She nodded into the couch pillows.
I rubbed the base of her spine to comfort her a little longer.
Then I grabbed her hair. She’d let it loose from the braids she usually kept it in these days, right after she’d closed the door. She let out a hiccup at the noise, and then another erotic little gasp.
Good. I wanted to make sure she was still with us.
And then I finished her spanking, harder and harder until she screamed through her tears, “Ten! Thank you, Daddy!”
My balls were full to bursting.
I looked to Leander, expecting him to motion for me to move aside so he could be the first to fuck the mother of our twins.
There was still a part of me that felt like I’d let her down, not being there for the birth. Being at fucking work when she’d needed me most.
Either him or Milo, who’d been the real hero of the hour, catching our babies in his arms as they were born into this world.
But to my surprise, Leander, who was usually so ready to claim whatever advantage he could, had his eyes cast down at the floor.
When he finally looked up at me, his face looked full of some conflict I didn’t understand.
You, he mouthed.
I scrunched my brow, still not understanding. I looked to Milo to double-check, but that filthy bastard just had his eyes pinned on Hope’s breasts, like always. They were hanging right below the edge of the couch, and in all her excitement, they’d started leaking milk. In about point two seconds Milo would be bent over licking it up. He couldn’t get enough.
Dirty bastard, I laughed to myself.
Well, I wasn’t going to waste Hope’s high from the spanking.
So, gingerly, I took my woman’s hips in my hands, lined up my cock, and slowly, oh so slowly to make sure I wasn’t hurting her, slid into the silken home that was her pussy.
