Ronnie 2 (Mall)

Chapter Two

“Oh God, I love riding you like this!” My beautiful fiance Isabella was seated on top of me, grinding her clit on my groin. Her big, beautiful brown eyes were boring into me. She was sitting up, rocking back and forth and up and down, covering me with her wetness. “Am I wet enough for you baby?”

I have the greatest woman in the world. And she’s all mine.

“God, yes.” I did love how wet she got for me. She wasn’t a squirter, like you see in pornos, but she did gush when she came. A flood of her vaginal fluids would cover me and I would feel it drip down my ball sack and along the inside my thighs. Afterwards we would need a full size bath towel to clean up and the bed would be soaking wet. She told me that it had never happened before until we met.

She reached up and ran her fingers through her thick blonde hair and then back down to her perfectly shaped C cup breasts. Pinching her nipples and getting them even harder.

“I love you baby. I never want to stop fucking you.” She said, speeding up her gyrations.

She is the perfect woman. Fulfils every sexual desire I could have. I was extremely lucky to have such a good woman in my bed wearing the ring I had given her.

She gently slapped me in the face. “Tell me you love me.”

“You’re the best baby. I love you.” I loved the beginning of the trickle of juices that were coming out of her. The wet, sloppy sounds of our private parts slamming into each other. Our headboard was rhythmically beating against the wall.

She leaned over, her hair cascading around both our faces as she hungrily kissed me. I pulled her closer to me and her lips started kissing my neck. I was able to piston in and out of her better in this position. She stopped grinding on me and let me fuck her as fast and hard as I could.

“Ohhhh. God, baby. I’m going to cum!!” This is when that trickle of fluids becomes more of a flood. I kept hammering her as her orgasm started to overtake her. Her breathing in my ear was getting heavier and more uneven. She let out a long cry as I felt the first wave of her juices start drenching me.

I kept it up. Harder and faster into her from underneath. More juices, more wetness. Harder, faster …

She collapsed a bit, exhausted. It felt so incredible, feeling her soaking wet pussy clamped down on me as she ever so slowly started to recover from her orgasm. She started slowing moving her hips again. I

She looked at me with her big, beautiful brown eyes, her mouth, which had been in an “O” shape turned into a beautiful smile. “Oh … you’re so good. So, so good.” She whispered as she gave me a devilish look. ‘What do you want, baby? I want to make you cum …”

“Just don’t … stop.” The feeling of her cumming all over me was bringing me to the brink. I loved her dearly and just wanted to share all my cum with her.

Isabella started moving up and down on my hard cock again. Her hands pressed into my chest for support. “Where do you want to cum? Are you going to cum in me? Give me your baby?”

That was more of a role playing game we played. She was on birth control, but we both had fantasies of getting her pregnant.

I shook my head as she started moving faster.

“You want to cum on my tits? Is that what you like?” She had perfect fucking tits, and when she said this she used both hands to squeeze them together.

“I’m going to cum in your mouth.” I told her, my own breathing becoming more ragged.

At that, she closed her eyes and I could envision my throbbing cock going in between her lips and letting all my cum spurt out into her mouth.

“Fuck! Baby! I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum!” She scampered off my cock and immediately took it in her mouth. With her hand she started stroking me until I thrust into her and started to unleash my seed.

She pulled up a bit, keeping my cock tip in between her lips as I fired rope after rope of hot cum into her eager mouth. She moaned passionately on my dick.

I fell back into the bed while she stayed in position, milking out every last drop of cum from my deflating and sensitive cock.

She looked up at me, with my dick still in her mouth before pulling off and showing me my cum in her mouth. In one swallow it was gone.

God I love that woman.

She was blissfully fulfilled as she cuddled up next to me. “Perfect way to start the day.”

“Better than wheaties.” I replied, closing my eyes.

We laid there for a few minutes. Trying to sort through the post-coital bliss to focus on the upcoming day. It was a Sunday and a beautiful, if cold day at that. Just a few days before Christmas, this was the type of activity that was keeping our stress levels low and our relationship happy.

Isabella kept me so completely sexually fulfilled, yet I often wondered (and fantasized) about Ronnie, that young girl I had met and deflowered over the course of a couple hours several months ago. Who was that man who did that? What kind of beast lived inside of me? Would that darkness show up again?

Slowly, my bride-to-be and I got up and took a shower together. Feeling our mixed bodily fluids wash off under the hot shower. I playfully slapped her ass, she kissed me and washed my back. When we got out we dressed. I was ready before her, of course.

“Don’t forget I’m having lunch with your mother today.” She called from the bathroom as I sat on the bed waiting.

“I know sweetie.