Page 25 of Stealing the Bride

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Vanna’s got on a two-piece bathing suit with one of my button-down shirts over it, and she’s been driving me crazy all day. Any time I’ve got easy access to her, I can hardly control myself. It’s the reason we’ve got five kids and she can’t wear dresses if we’ve got company.

I drag the bottoms down her legs and then spread her pussy lips with my thumbs. With the sun shining down on her, I can see how wet she is, and my mouth waters.

“Look at how pretty you are.” When my tongue slides over her clit, she rocks her hips up and grabs my hair. “I can’t get enough of licking this sweet pussy.”

“Don’t tease me,” she moans and pushes my head against her.

It’s my turn to moan as I lap at her clit and fuck her with my fingers. It doesn’t take but a few strokes to get her off, and when she does, I’m pretty sure it echoes over the lake.

“My turn.” I grunt as I turn her over on her belly and pull her ass in the air. My cock is already thick and ready when I pull it out. “Fuck, I need inside you.”

My name is on her lips as I thrust all the way inside, and I hiss at how tight she is. “Playtime is over, I need to cum.”

“Please.” The word is like a shock to my dick, and my balls draw up tight.

“That’s it, beg me for it.”

“Please put your cum in me, I need it.” Her pussy squeezes around my shaft, and my eyes roll to the back of my head.

“Fuck!” I shout, and I don’t care who hears us. The sounds of the water slapping against the boat are almost as loud as the sounds of me fucking my wife.

She’s wet and greedy as she pushes her ass back on my cock, and I have no choice but to cum. Reaching around her waist, I glide my fingers over her clit and rub it while I fill her up. With the heat of my cum and her pussy being stuffed full, she goes off again with me inside her.

“That’s it, that’s my girl.” She’s panting by the time we’re finished, and I pull her against me and kiss her neck. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” she says, reaching up and lazily playing with my hair. “How long before we have to go back?”

“We can stay as long as you want.” I kiss her shoulder and slide my fingertips up her shirt. “We’ll just have to explain that the fish weren’t biting today.”

“As loud as we were, I don't think anyone is catching fish anytime soon.”

My cock pulses inside her, and I’m eager for another round. “Let’s see how many times we can make this boat rock before the sun sets.”

“Deal,” Vanna agrees, and we start all over again.

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