This one-shot is inspired by "Daddy Lessons" by melissaeverdeen13. I absolutely love her writing :)
Jackson
Flying home from Boston isn't particularly exciting, especially after being away from my wife for 3 days. I watch the clouds pass by anxiously, beyond ready to land in Seattle and see April.
When I glance down at my phone, a text message appears from her:
I can't wait to see you, Daddy. I'm already wet just thinking about it. ;)
I groan, my penis growing in my pants almost immediately. If I was younger — or wasn't so deeply in love with her — I'd probably be embarrassed by the effect she has on me. April can get my dick hard just by looking at me. She knows exactly how to turn me on. Fucking her always leaves me satisfied, yet still craving more. And with how adventurous our sex life has become, that craving is sated regularly. Of course, I can't complain.
The nickname was my suggestion, after a conversation with Arizona and Callie sparked April's curiosity. Admittedly, I wasn't sure how April would react to the idea. I mean, we had gotten considerably rough — even when we slept together as residents — but never explored further until recently. Sex with April has always been good, but our new kink makes it addictive. I can't keep my hands off of her.
The jet seems to fly incredibly slow, and I'm left to impatiently wonder what April is doing right now. I think about where she is… I picture her in our bed. I think about what she's wearing… I imagine her in something sexy, maybe see-through, maybe nothing at all… waiting for me.
Fuck, I feel another rush of blood travel to my cock.
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I'm beyond horny when I finally reach our apartment, which makes sense considering I've spent the past few hours fantasizing about fucking my wife.
I drop my luggage haphazardly when I see April. Reuniting with my love is more than enough, but April always goes above and beyond. Now, she's laying in our bed wearing the skimpiest lingerie I've ever seen.
"Hi, Daddy, I missed you so damn much."
I don't respond immediately — I'm too captivated by her sex appeal.
Attempting to memorize the sight, I let my eyes roam down her body. April has her hair in loose curls, as always. Her green eyes are seductively looking up at me, while she bites her bottom lip. The bra she's wearing leaves nothing to the imagination — red triangles of see-through lace barely cover her areolas, leaving the rest of her breasts bare, aside from the tiny straps holding the undergarment together. Following my gaze, April giggles and reaches up to pinch her pink nipples. They harden instantly, nearly poking through the fabric of her bra.
Her panties are no less tantalizing. A thin scrap of lace covers the front of her pussy, held together by a flimsy string. When she spreads her legs slightly, I see that they're crotchless. The red material sits loosely on her outer lips, framing her entrance perfectly.
"Daddy missed you, too, Princess. Fuck, you want me so bad, don't you? I can see how wet you're getting already."
April shifts to her hands and knees, crawling to the edge of the bed where I stand. She then sits back on her thighs with spread legs, resting her weight on her hands between them.
I yank on her curls to tilt her head back, leaning down to capture her lips in a kiss. Our tongues collide roughly, and her teeth bite my lower lip.
Without breaking the kiss, April manages to get my pants and boxers down. Her movements are sporadic and desperate. Finally, my penis springs out. She bends down to be face-level with it, so close that my tip is nearly touching her nose. April licks her lips seductively.
"Mmm, I missed your cock. It always tastes so fucking good."
I press my cock against her lips. In an attempt to torture me, April opens her mouth and sticks her tongue out. Instead of sucking, though, she lets my tip rest on her tongue. She glances up at me with her mouth open, looking innocent. But I know better, and I need to show her who's in control.
I thrust into her mouth hard. She doesn't gag — I know she was expecting it rough. April closes her soft lips around my shaft, looking up at me while her mouth strokes my dick.
With my hands tangled in her hair, I push April to take my penis deeper — until it hits the back of her throat. I feel her gag reflex take over, so she releases my dick and pumps it with her hand. I'm close, though, and I know she can tell.
Anticipating what I want, April lets me take over jacking-off my cock as she reaches down to her breasts. She tantalizingly pushes her boobs up and together while tweaking her nipples. The sight is so fucking hot, and I shoot my load all over her chest. My cum drips down onto her tiny bra.
"I love when you come on my tits, Daddy," April says as she runs her pointer finger through my semen and sucks on it, "I missed tasting you."
"Fuck, you're such a sex kitten," I respond, removing her cum-socked bra and throwing it carelessly to the floor.
April squeals as I pick her up to kiss her mercilessly and wraps her legs around my waist. But I have so much more in mind for tonight, so I toss her onto the bed and fully remove the rest of my clothes.
She lays on her back submissively with big gleaming eyes. I crawl between her spread legs, looking down at her cunt — April has the prettiest pussy. Her outer lips are soaked with desire, which has seeped onto material of her panties. Her inner lips are the perfect shade of light pink, enticing me to fuck her tight hole. The tented hood of her clit is swollen and irresistible. I capture it between my lips and run my tongue over the flesh. I don't go easy on her.
April is nearly screaming by the time she's close. I can tell that she wants to come, badly. Two of my fingers slip into her pussy as my tongue begins to move even more rapidly.
When she's about to reach her peak, I pull away from her entirely.
I finally look up at April, not having been able to see her while my face was buried between her legs. She's gripping her breasts desperately with a blush smeared across her cheeks.
"Please Daddy, I'm begging you. Please let me come," she says frustratedly, "I need to be fucked so bad."
"Yes, baby," I respond, thoroughly satisfied with how I've affected her. "On your hands and knees."
Of course, April obeys. And I love seeing her bent over for me.
I line my dick up with her hole, before pushing myself into her body as hard as I can. April is so hot, tight, and wet inside. I groan as I thrust into her.
Our bedroom fills with moans and skin-against-skin slapping sounds. Holding onto April's hips, I fuck her so roughly that my pelvis leaves red marks on her ass cheeks. Her moans are long and drawn-out, changing slightly in pitch with each thrust.
"I'm close, baby," she manages to say between shaky, uneven breaths. I decide not to torture her any more.
Trying to get her to orgasm faster, I lean over slightly and spit between her legs. I run my thumb through the excessive wetness before plunging it into her tight asshole while rubbing her clit with my other hand.
April comes hard, screaming as she does. She collapses onto her elbows while her muscles contract involuntarily. We moan together as her pussy clenches my cock. Unable to starve off my orgasm any longer, I release deep inside of her hole.
I wait until the aftershocks of our orgasms have passed before pulling my penis out of April's body. My semen drips from her pussy onto the front of her crotchless panties. The sight is so fucking sexy, it would make me want to go again if I weren't so tired from our last round.
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April and I clean ourselves up and change into comfortable pajamas. She chooses a T-shirt of mine and panties that have significantly more material than the ones I just fucked her in. I make my way into bed with my wife, wearing only a clean pair of boxers.
After the gratification of our passionate sex, we're ourselves again. April wraps herself in my arms. Our bodies become a tangled mess of limbs. We attempt to get as close as we can to each other, although in quite a different way than before.
April's lips move against my chest as she says "I love you, Jackson. And I really did miss you."
"I love you too, honey," I answer, even though I'm pretty sure she's already drifted off to sleep. I stay awake for a while, though, wondering how I got such an incredible wife… I guess I have Mark Sloan to thank.