Her pupils dilate and her chest heaves as she slowly swallows, then takes the hand I’m holding out for her and carefully rises to her feet. Lulu is everything I’ve ever fucking wanted in a woman. Her naturally sexually submissive nature collides with her assertive kickass personality, blending to create this amazing mix of sweet and salty.
In day-to-day life I know she’ll keep me on my toes, making me work for every concession to my caveman wants and needs. But the moment we’re alone she becomes the perfect little doll, built for my pleasure, my hands, my desires. Sliding down onto the couch I undress her slowly, pulling her sticky wet panties down last, lifting my gaze and showing her how pleased I am with the mess she’s made of her underwear.
“Wet, sticky and gushing with need. Your little kitty likes it when I fuck your face doesn’t it?” Groaning, she nods, her teeth biting down on her lower lip. “Pull your lips apart, put yourself on display for me,” I taunt.
She barely pauses before her hands dip between her thighs and she parts her folds, showing me her cunt and all the cream she’s coated in.
“Perfect,” I whisper, lying back and crooking a finger, beckoning her toward me. “Sit on my face. I want to eat you, before I bend you over and fuck you.”
Smiling dazedly, she steps forward and climbs onto the couch, hovering above me, her legs spread on either side of my face. I wrap my palms around her thighs and force her down, licking at her pussy from her slit to her clit as a low moan fills the air. I eat her with gusto, feasting on her cunt as she grinds against my tongue, animalistic groans falling from her parted lips as I push two then three fingers into her, stretching her while I torture her clit with my tongue.
“Oh god, oh fuck, so good, so good,” she chants, her full tits bouncing as she rides my face.
Finding her g-spot I curl my fingers, rubbing at the spot inside of her that I know will have her screaming out my name in just a matter of moments. Her cunt tightens, she’s close, so I use my free hand to part her ass cheeks, pushing a finger against her tight ring of muscle and slipping into her ass as her orgasm splinters and she writhes above me.
I fuck her cunt and ass with my fingers as she rides out her orgasm, her eyes squeezed tightly shut, arousal dripping from her and coating my face. I fucking love it, love that her pussy is full, her ass stretched around my finger; that she’s completely out of control in this moment.
My dick needs to be inside of her, right fucking now. Lifting her off my face, she slumps into the couch cushions but I don’t ask her if she’s okay, I just jump up, pick her up and position her over the arm of the couch. Kicking her legs apart, I grab her hips, tilt her body forward and slam my dick into her. Even though I’ve stretched her out with my fingers I struggle to get my cock inside until she pushes back onto me, helping me fill her.
“Harder, fuck, harder,” she cries, her fingers tightening around the couch as she arches her back and I push another inch of my length into her.
“That’s it, take it, your cunt is stretched so full I could watch my dick slide in and out of you all fucking day.”
Lulu lets out a pained noise right before her pussy clamps down on me and she whines, shuddering beneath me as she comes around my dick.
“Fuck, Kitten, you’re strangling my cock.”
She cries out again, slapping her hand over her mouth to stifle the sounds that are falling from her lips as I slam into her, fucking her harder than I should, as I fill her over and over again.
“Oh god, I’m going to come again,” she mewls, the words muffled from where she’s buried her face against the couch.
“Yes, come on my dick,” I urge, trying to hold back my own release until she’s found hers. The moment her pussy clamps down on me I let go, slamming into her once more and filling her with my cum. My hips are still twitching when I slump over her back, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. “Fuck, Kitten, your cunt is perfect.”
Her giggle is raspy and adorable. “I’ve had a baby, Penn, my pussy is most definitely not perfect, you just have a big dick.”
“Nope,” I smile, “your pussy is a fucking wonderland.”
I don’t want to, but I pull out of her heat, keeping her bent over with my palm on her back as I watch my cum drip from her slit. Biting my lip, I barely manage to hold in a growl of male pride. My woman’s cunt, full of my cum. I don’t know why it turns me on so much to know I’ve marked her in the most basic way, but it really does.
“Come on, let’s go to bed,” I say, running my hand down the length of her spine, parting her ass cheeks and taking a minute later to enjoy the view before I step back and help her up. Her eyes are wide, her pupils blown, a soft satisfied smile gracing her full pouty lips.
“My legs are shaking,” she giggles.
“Come here then,” I say, scooping her off her feet and into my arms. Holding her like this, having her here feels so fucking right that I wonder what magic or voodoo or fate brought her to me. Whatever it was, I’m more grateful than I’ve ever been in my whole god damn life.
“I need to clean up, your cum is dripping down my legs.”
“No Kitten, I want you to smell like me all night.”
“That’s kind of disgusting,” she says, her lips curling.
Chuckling, I lower her onto the bed, following her down and claiming her lips with mine. “There’s nothing disgusting about my cum being in you.”
“Yeah, but it’s not staying in me, it’s dripping down my ass, that’s the disgusting bit.”
My dick wants to be inside her again, but I’ve already taken her hard once, if I try to go for round two right now, she’ll be sore and off limits tomorrow. Rolling to the side, I band my arm around her waist and pull her ass into me, her back pressed to my chest.
“I need to check on Poppy.”
“Fine,” I say dramatically, releasing her with a huff and rolling onto to my back, my hard dick slapping against my stomach.
Shaking her head, she climbs up off the bed and pads naked over to Poppy’s crib, leaning over and touching the beautiful baby before she straightens. When she turns back toward me, I rake my eyes over her beautiful body. Her tits are full and heavy, her nipples a dark pink against her pale skin. Her hips are wide, her ass is full, she’s stunning.
I wait for her to come back to me, but instead she pauses, glancing down and grimacing. “Eww, nope I can’t sleep with this oozing out of me.”
“Kitten,” I warn.
Her eyes flash with amusement, then she darts toward the bathroom. Jumping from the bed, I catch her in two steps, grab her around the waist and spin her around, putting my back to the bathroom door. “Nope, not happening.”
“Penn,” she whines
“Not happening.” Carrying her to the bed I throw her down and immediately follow after her, capturing her in my arms and holding her close while I rub my dick against her thigh. “Stay still or you’re gonna be riding my dick again.”
Stilling for a moment I wait for her to tell me she’s sore, or that she’s done for the day, instead her hands rub across my chest. “Wow, more sex.” She laughs. “That sounds just awful.”
Rolling her beneath me, I bury my face into her neck and lose myself to her, basking in how fucking perfect she is for me.
When I wake up the next morning I’m shocked to find that Poppy is still asleep, her tiny arms thrown above her head, her pacifier resting beside her, her mouth open. She’s the most beautiful baby and despite her DNA, all I can see is Lulu when I look at her. My eyes move to the woman next to me, her hair is a rats nest of tangles, spread out across the pillow. Just like her daughter, her mouth is open, her lips parted. The comforter has slipped down in the night and her naked body is on display for me. I fight the urge to part her legs and lose myself in her. My need for her is almost overwhelming, but the desire to just enjoy being here in the moment wins out and I settle back down, pulling her closer as an unexpected contentment settles over me.
Poppy’s giggles pull me from sleep and a smile spreads across my face as Lulu wiggles out of my arms, climbs out of bed and lifts Poppy out of her crib.
“Come get back into bed,” I call.
“We need to get up, my alarm went off ten minutes ago,” she replies, glancing at me over her shoulder.
“Five minutes, then I’ll go get the princess’s breakfast while you get dressed,” I say, picking up a pair of shorts from the floor and pulling them on.
With a soft sigh she turns and climbs back onto the bed, sitting Poppy against the pillow between us.
“Morning Princess,” I coo.
Poppy wiggles excitedly, launching herself at me. I reach out and catch her, pulling her into me and blowing raspberries against her cheek as she giggles and squeaks excitedly. The mattress dips as Lulu climbs back into bed and my chest swells with happiness. This is it, this is the moment when I literally have everything I ever wanted. My woman, my princess and maybe another baby girl or boy growing inside of Lulu.
I want to breed her, I want to see my ring on her finger, I want to change both her and Poppy’s surname to mine. I want to claim them as Barnetts and now that I’ve experienced this moment of perfection, I know there’s no way I’ll ever give them up.
Reluctantly climbing out of bed, I take Poppy through to the main house while Lulu showers.
“Cora, Huck and Maverick are coming back some time this morning. Apparently the nurses tried to get Huck to go home, but he refused. After he tried to sleep in the waiting room, they brought a cot into Cora’s room and let him sleep in there,” Cody says with a laugh, leaning down and kissing Poppy on the cheek.
“No way I’d have left either,” I tell him, strapping Poppy into her highchair.
“French toast, bacon and strawberries on the counter,” Cody announces.
“Thanks, I’ll grab something once I’ve fed Poppy.”
“I can feed her, I already ate. Shall I make her the oatmeal you got for her? I picked up some yoghurt I found in the store that says it’s good for babies too.”
“You sure?”
“Of course, she’s my niece and this place is going to be overrun with kids pretty soon, we all need to learn how to do this shit,” he says with a laugh. “Teddy’s taking bets on when Bonnie and Alice will be pregnant, I guess we need to add Lulu to it too.”
“I’d put twenty on all three of them being pregnant in the next six months,” I say with a smirk. In the kitchen I pour myself a cup of coffee, make Poppy’s oatmeal and fill the sippy cup we bought her up with formula. Making up two plates, I cover Lulu’s and put it in the oven to keep warm. I know she could have made her own, but the need to take care of her, to have her rely on me is so strong I can’t resist. Taking my plate to the table I sit down next to Poppy and eat while my brother tries to figure out how to get food into a six-month-old. One by one the rest of my family emerges, all except for Bonnie and Beau who probably left for work hours ago. Finally Lulu appears, freshly showered and wearing a tight knee length skirt and a fitted pale pink blouse. All she needs is a pair of black glasses and she’d be the ultimate naughty secretary fantasy bought to life. Jealousy almost consumes me. There’s nothing wrong with her outfit, it’s not short or risqué, it’s all her. She makes everything sexy and her skirt accentuates her ass in a way that makes me want to spank it, then fuck it, and I can’t help but imagine everyone else that sees her today will feel the same.
“Kitten,” I groan, jumping up from my seat and closing the distance between us.
“What?” she asks distractedly.
“You look fucking edible in this skirt.”
“It’s a plain black pencil skirt, Penn.” Her brows are furrowed in a way that tells me she has no idea what she looks like and I love it. The thought of her dressing to be sexy for anyone other than me makes my inner caveman roar to life, swinging his club and beating his chest with the need to drag her back to my cave and keep her all to myself.
Palming her ass, I pull her against me, letting her feel how hard my dick is for her. “Kitten, my cock needs back inside your tight, wet—”
“Oh my goodness, you don’t need to feed her, I can do that,” Lulu exclaims, pushing me away as she rushes to the table.
“No, you eat, I’m fine, although I can’t really blame the little princess for not wanting to eat this, it tastes like lumpy nothing,” Cody cringes, lifting the plastic spoon from the bowl and letting the beige mush fall from it.
“I…” she pauses, obviously unsure what to say or do. “Are you sure, I thought Penn was going to.” Her eyes move to me and she narrows them. “He said he was going to feed Poppy, else I could have just kept her in her crib until I was out of the shower.”
“I asked if I could do it,” Cody says, waving away her concern as he makes choo choo noises, swooping the spoon down into Poppy’s mouth. “This little one is my very first niece, she needs to get to know her favourite uncle,” he says, smiling down at my princess like she hung the moon.
Lulu freezes, her arms stopping in mid-air, her eyes going wide, then a little watery. Grateful that Cody is oblivious, his attention on Poppy, I wrap my arms around Lulu and turn her to face me, lowering my lips to her ear.
“You’re mine, she’s mine. This is my family, and now they’re your family too.” I expect her to fight me, to deny my words, instead she sags against my chest and I pretend not to notice the tears that hit my skin.
