Bad Ride, Dani Wyatt [chromebook ebook reader .TXT] 📗

They loved Annie, of course, and she and my mom talk every couple days.

My shop has doubled in size and I even started an internet rare parts business. I wanted to move, buy Annie a bigger house, but she was having none of it. She says she likes having us all close together and until we have kids piled up in the bedrooms, she wants to stay put. So the money is just piling up in our bank accounts, waiting for the day she’s ready to expand.

Annie’s become part of the club family and this weekend some of the girlfriends and wives are hosting a baby shower for us. It’s co-ed.

But, it’s a full bar so we’re good. Truth is, I want to be with her for all the family shit. I like having her close, and already I envision a time when I don’t leave for work every day, because being away from her makes me anxious as fuck.

I was possessive before, but after the babies were born, I turned into an over-protective maniac, tracking her every move. Putting security cameras around and inside the house. Calling her every ten minutes until she almost had a melt down because I was waking the babies up and the poor woman needed her sleep.

Her father served a suspended sentence because he did the right thing, turned himself in and has since moved to Florida.

Their relationship is strained but polite.

Her mother also turned up a couple years ago in town, all contrite and wanting to make up for abandoning her daughter.

Annie gave her a shot, but when I found her slipping a hundred-dollar bill from my wife’s wallet, I sent her packing and we haven’t heard from her since.

I pull into the garage and press the remote, opening one of the side overhead doors, and park my Lincoln inside because the clouds are coming in and it looks like rain.

I flip on the lights, get settled at my desk and work on some spreadsheets, making my agenda for the day, when my phone rings.

It’s Annie, Facetiming me, so I hit the button and immediately my dick springs to life.

“I miss you.” She pouts, leaning against the headboard of our king-sized bed, wearing nothing but a smile, her belly full and round at eight months and it’s fucking sexy as hell.

“I miss you too, Cupid.”

Her legs fall open and I see the pink petals of her perfect pussy open. “You wanna play?”

I release my cock and set my phone up so she can see. “Always. I always want to play with you.”

“Even when we’re not together, we’re together,” she says, licking her lips as her swollen tits drip white cream, making my abdomen tighten and the wicked lust I see in her eyes makes my balls twitch and my cock stands ready and willing.

“Hold on.” I reach into my bottom desk drawer and pull out the little plastic container from a stack I keep just for these occasions.

“Of course. You know I’ll be waiting for my treat when you get home.”

Even before we were together, when I jacked off thinking of her, I came into these little plastic containers, put the lid on and put them in the freezer. In the two years since I saw her that first time, my freezer was full. I finally showed her, a twitch of fear as I exposed the level of my obsession with her, letting her know I saved them for her.

That first day, I put two cum cubes in her tea and watched her drink it down. From there, it was cum in her cereal, her ice cream, straight up frozen cum cubes on her tongue.

She ate them all up and even though these days, it’s not as often I cum when she’s not with me, when I do, we keep my insane tradition going.

“I love you, Cupid.” I stare into the phone screen as she licks her fingers and rubs her clit, my mouth watering, remembering the first time I tasted her.

“I love you too. Now, tell me what to do…”

“Get on your knees, head down, ass up. Show me what’s mine.”

She flips herself over on the bed as I stroke up and down, admiring her lush curves, already planning on getting another baby in her as soon as I can.

“I’m all yours. Always, forever, I belong to you.” She says, turning her head on the bedding with a smile.

“That’s my girl. Now wiggle that ass. When I get home, my dick is going inside that tight little hole. So be ready…”

She teases and jiggles, her enormous tits swaying under her body as I drive my fist up and down my shaft until my balls tighten. Then I grab the little cup, grunt and spurt my release inside, already planning how I’m going to feed it to her when I get home.

She’s my home. My wife. My love. My world.

All thanks to a loose radiator hose.

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Try The Heartland’s Series!

When I headed west knowing the only way to survive was to start over, I never imagined I’d end up fighting for my life again.

The road has been my constant companion. When I found a new home with the Heartlands club, for the first time I felt things might change for me.

What I didn’t count on was finding something…no, someone, I’d fight for harder than I would for myself. She’s wandered into Seneca with a law degree and a vision for a future that sure doesn’t include a road worn brute like me.

She can take care of herself, but I want to do it for her. When the threats come my way, and she becomes a pawn used against me? All bets are off and I’m in for the fight