"I don't even want to know how you know that," I tell him as he grabs my waist. Craig leans up planting his lips on my stomach. "Mmm…" I'm losing my train of thought already. His kisses soon become sloppy leaving a small trail of saliva. I arch my back as Craig pulls down my bottoms. "Craig are you…..haaa…..nnnggg…." I watch as Craig takes my whole dick into his mouth. I'm not lying, my whole dick. He must be really turned on right now. "Jesus…." Craig lifts his head standing up.
"Jesus can't help you now," he pants pulling his shirt over his head. Craig stares at me intensely as he undresses. He climbs up on the bed pushing me back into the mattress. I watch as he grabs a tiny bottle of lube from his nightstand.
"You still have stuff here?" I asked.
"Some things," he notes opening the bottle coating his fingers. "As you can see this worked out pretty well for us today." I can tell my husband is more than determined to fuck me in his old room. He leans down taking me back into his mouth as he begins to stretch his tight hole for me.
"Uggghhh….babe…."I groan sliding my fingers into his hair. "T-take it easy….ahhhh…." Craig usually pulls out all the stops when he is either passionate or desperate. I see his passionate side more than the desperate. Craig follows my instructions and begins to suck on my dick very slowly. He manages to avoid my sensitive areas which I know was really hard for him to do. "Hahhh…..ha…" I can't help myself as I begin to slowly roll my hips into his mouth.
"Mmmggghh…" moans Craig looking up at me. Damnit I can't handle that right now. I whimper looking back up at the ceiling instead of focusing on my husband. I am more than happy when Craig finally pulls away. "Fuck…..I wish I had more time."
"We don't have to do this….."I mutter through my dick twitching. He would certainly need to finish me off at this point but I would want Craig to be satisfied too. He begins to rub lube on my dick.
"That's okay," he replies. "Nothing I haven't dealt with before." Craig gets on the balls of his feet coming to hover over my dick before sliding down slowly. "Gggaahhhh….shit…mmmm…" I hold in a moan of my own as Craig is tight as hell. I know one thing he shouldn't be that tight but it is more so him being extremely turned on than anything else. Craig moans as he allows his body to get use to my size once again. He doesn't lean down to kiss me and I know it is because he is trying not to cum too soon. I look up at Craig as his cheeks are stained red. He pushes his hair off his forehead as he begins to slowly roll his hips.
"Ahhh…."I moaned arching my back into the feel of him.
"Uggghhh…" groans Craig continuing to roll his hips. I slide my hands up to his hips that are rolling ever so perfectly. Looking at Craig still not believing we are married. I do but sometimes it feels surreal and this is one of those times. I begin to move my hips wanting to feel more of his warmth. "Haaa…not yet….not yet…" Something comes over me and I sit up wrapping my arms around his waist. "W-what are you doing?" I roll us to our side unable to pick Craig up. He is strong but I don't have much going on in the strength department. I continue to roll showing Craig I want him on his back. I stroke deeply. "Ohhh…..god damnit…..nnnggghhhh….."
"Ohhh…."I moan from feeling him twitch around my cock. "God…you feel too good….." I start to pick up the pace as Craig arches his back.
"Please Tweek…" he moans. "Just a little longer…aaarrggghhh…god…" I am certainly noting that he is getting loud but for some strange reason I can't help but want to hear him get louder. I sit up pushing Craig's legs back towards his chest. "Nooo….hahhh…..ha…." He is not saying no as in he doesn't want this but he knows this is about to end pretty soon. I begin to roll my hips into Craig as his ass squeezes me tightly.
"Gahhhh…."I cry out. I hold his legs in place to ensure he is taking every single stroke. "Craig…you're going to make me cum doing that…..fuck…..hahh…ah….."
"Then…..nnngghhh…stop stroking me like this…" moans Craig with much difficulty. I look down at him as I continue the pace I have.
"Y-you wanted me to fuck you…."I groan. "Haaaa…..I-I'm giving you what you asked for." I let go of left leg so my right hand can grab his dick.
"Aaahh…..shit….." cries Craig. I begin to stroke his cock and his ass at the same time.
"Ohhh….babe….."I moan. I can feel the pulses increasing letting me know he is very close. Craig arches his back which allows me more room to do what he really wants me to.
"Haaahhh…" moans Craig as his face begins to deepen in shade. "I'm going to cum…ha….ha….I'm going to cum…haaaaa….." I grip his dick just a little tighter hitting his prostate head on. "Arrrgggghhhhh…..fuck….aahhhh….." I watch as my husband's cum shoots out onto his stomach and chest. His eyes flutter before rolling into the back of his head.
"Ahhhh…." I moan continuing to stroke him. "I'm cumming…..nnnggghhh….." I want to enjoy this just a little bit longer but my body has other plans. "Oh, babe…..oh babe….mmmpphhh…..ahhhhh…" I begin to pump my release inside of Craig. He meets my eyes just as I started to cum. I can tell it is a struggle for him to focus on me as his eye actually twitches. Craig leans up kissing me sliding his tongue into my mouth as soon as he can. I groan into the kiss as I finish off my climax. Craig lays back down and I have to put my arms out to keep from falling on him. "Oh my god…" He chuckles looking a little dazed.
"Baby that was really good…" he replies sounding high as hell.
"Paper towel….."I state not wanting to hold my own body weight much longer. Craig barely reaches the nightstand drawer to pull it out. He tears some off for me and himself. I pull out gasping because his ass was still gripping so tightly. "You are such a freak, Craig….."
"What?" he asks as he sits up wiping down his chest and abs.
"Gah….."I shriek lowly. "I know your mom heard us."
"She will be okay, trust me," says Craig sliding to the edge of his bed. "I have heard and my dad more times than I care to remember. As far as I am concerned they fucking owe me." I can't imagine hearing my parents. That would have fucked me up if I did. I shiver just thinking about it. Craig and I get cleaned up with my post orgasm high kicking in slightly. I can tell Craig's is worse than mine though as he stumbles a little when walking towards his door. I must admit I feel pretty good knowing what we did. We head out of his room running into Tricia. She hugs Craig quickly happy to see him.
"Craig!" she exclaims pulling away. He chuckles. God, I hope she doesn't smell the sex on him.
"What's up kid," he says.
"Kid my ass," she replies. "I'm officially a teenager. Hey Tweek!"
"Hi," I say shyly before smiling.
"So I can call you my brother now too right?" she asks. I'm taken back by the question.
"Sure whatever," says Craig. "How's school?"
"It's 10th grade," she says rolling her eyes. "We're learning how to write essay's which I hate by the way." I chuckle. "So glad you're in town, mom and dad never go out eat out during the week."
"Fuck all that," says Craig. "When did you plan to tell me dad got promoted?"
"Oh…," says Tricia. "I kind of forgot."
"How the hell could you forget something like that?" he asks looking confused.
"Shit maybe you should call them more," Tricia bites back rolling her eyes. "I need to get to my homework before dinner. Unlike you fuckers I still have school."
"We're still in school," I reply. "We just took this semester off."
"Whatever," says Tricia walking away. Craig looks back at me.
"We got a little time to kill," he states. "Want to see where I hung out?"
"Really?" I ask. He wants to share what used to be his world with me. I kind of feel honored. Craig informs his mom we are stepping out. I have to admit the neighborhood doesn't make you think of New York. It's just like he said because they live outside of the city. I look out the window as Craig points out the corner store he would walk to all the time. He continues down the street turning onto the main road. I would be so scared to drive. These drivers seem more aggressive than the drivers back home. Craig does down a steep hill and I see what looks like a school. "High school?"
"Yeah," he replies. Craig circles the parking lot with cars still being present, teachers no doubt. "God so many memories here, good and bad. We actually had a senior cafeteria which was super cool. I skipped most of the time so it's not like I really could enjoy it."
"You would," I chuckle. I see a short guy walking out the school doors. He sees us as we are driving by and waves while beginning to run after the car. "Craig…" Craig takes off hitting a corner sharply. I cry out holding on to the side of the car. "What was that?"
"My foot slipped….." lies Craig. I scoff.
"Are you kidding me right now?" I ask.
"What?" asked Craig as he drives uphill for us to leave.
"Didn't you see that guy chasing the car?" I ask. "I know I did."
"No," lies Craig. I fold my arms upset looking out the window. I don't say anything as he drives back to the house parking the car. "I have one last place I wanted to show you."
"I don't feel like it," I state getting out the car slamming the door.
"What's wrong?" asked Craig concerned.
"You fucking lied to me!" I exclaim. "Then you acted like it was no big deal." Craig actually blushes looking away further fueling my anger. "Who the fuck was that kid?" Craig is shifty and I have never seen him like this. Craig looks up me about to tell me the truth when this car quickly pulls up. I see the kid hoping out the old clunker car. He is shorter than me at 5'5. He is rather slim wearing ripped black skinny jeans. He has on a dark heather gray shirt with some graphic design I can't make out. He has on a necklace with a guitar pick and bracelets on his wrists. His dirty chucks are very noticeable along with his half-shaven head, seriously one side is long reaching his chin but the other side is cleanly shaven.
"You dodging me now?" the guy asked.