Damn Popsicle Rated R
“I don’t know what to do anymore! All he does is sit on that damn couch eating a fucking Popsicle and watching some stupid baseball, football game or whatever the hell it is he watches!” Her voice quickly drops into a low whisper, “I mean we haven’t had sex in two weeks.” Her face landed in her hands as her best-friend tried to calm her, “Mile just relax. I’m sure things will be fine.” Miley’s head shot up just as Demi took a sip of her coffee, “Relax?! You want me to relax!? How am I supposed to relax when I’m losing my husband! We’ve been married, what 3 months and he’s already losing interest in me?” Silence bit them both as they sat in a local café drinking coffee, thinking until an unexpected thought landed in Demi’s mind. “I got it!” A glaring look landed her way from her friend, “You got what?” Sunshine rays gleamed from her mouth, “I know how to fix this little problem. You are going to seduce him.” With a smug smile she leaned back in her chair, her arms crossed against her chest. That night was the night the plan would go into action.
Just after ten a creek in the stairs stirred the room as she descended toward the living room. Only a lightly colored purple silk robe covered her petite frame as she called to him, “Joseph, come to bed. Please.” No response was heard for he hadn’t one. A sigh left her plump, pink lips as she moved closer to him, preparing to put the plan into action. “Joseph, why must you watch these games?” This was her last chance before starting her seduction and it was blown. Quiet steps led her to the couch, she stood before his view just before sliding onto him and straddling him, her hands rested on his shoulder, sturdily massaging them. All she saw was his head maneuvering away from hers trying to catch a glimpse of the T.V. “Mi, I’m trying to watch the game!” She sucked in her bottom lip as she gazed at him and ran a finger down his chest, “Joey baby?” A groan left his lips as he kept his gaze on the T.V., “What?” She quickly learned she wasn’t grabbing his attention fast enough so she pulled his hand that had the Popsicle and ran her tongue up it. The moving motion of his hand caused his eyes to drop, wondering where his Popsicle was going but what he saw was not what he expected.
His wife, god his wife had her mouth wrapped around his Popsicle, sucking. Within an instant he felt a familiar tightening in his pants. Her crystal blue eyes were glued to him, waiting for a response and the one he was giving was perfect. His mouth was slightly open, his breath was getting heavy and his eyes were growing from light brown to nearly black with pure lust. He tried to speak but his voice was shaky showing his strength was disappearing, “Baby… w-what are you doing?” All she did was plunge the iced pop further down her throat and kept her stare on his face.
His focus was long gone from the game; it was set entirely on her and was leaving his hands to wonder where his mind demanded. Her thighs, so strong and smooth under his touch were so warm and drawing him closer to her core. Her mouth was soon dripping with the now melted Popsicle’s juice when she attached her lips to his sweetest spot on his neck, drawing the skin into her mouth and her teeth nibbling. A groan once again left his lips, but this time it was far from annoyed, no this groan was pure want. “Miley…” His voice trailed by a heavy breath that enclosed a moan. His hands gripped the tie of her robe and slowly slid it free, his hands then greedily freeing her body completely from the silk. Her voice emitted a low moan as she felt his hands, so rough and strong, clutching her firm breasts. “So firm.” His grip tightened before sliding down her sides and onto her inner thighs which drew his hands to her hot, wet core. A single stroke licked across her clit slick with pre cum. Her lips forming a smile and releasing a loud, low moan just as she let go of the hold she had on his neck and pulled her upper body away from him, whispering, “You want more?” Another lick to her clit and a nod of his head was all he would answer with leaving her smile to widen and another moan to resonate their senses. “Then turn the game off and come to bed.” She pried his hands from her wetness and as gracefully as she could, made her way back up the stairs.
“Fuck.” His eyes were glued to the swaying of bare hips that he knew she was doing on purpose just to tease him more and god damn it, it was working like a fucking charm. Once she was out of sight he looked down in his lap then at the T.V. Gears rolled in his mind, he knew his “little” problem wasn’t going to go away but this was a new game. A frustrated groan left him as he flew up from the couch and up the stairs to their room. The view he was greeted with was… magnificent and oh so glorious and was one that made his cock impossibly harder.
Bottom lip tucked beneath white pearls was her visage but her frame… her frame even more tempting. Bare, naked, free, perfect skin exposed fully what he was in for, her hands gripping her flawless breasts as her legs were spread, showing what was already his and would be his again in just a matter of time. A single luring motion of her finger brought him closer, “Come here Joey.”
Without moving his gaze from her ever so compromising position he gripped the hem of his shirt lifting it from their view and revealing those abs that made her mouth water and her pussy drip in a moments notice. But he was in too much of a rush to let her drool over them he was already ripping his belt from his pants followed by the shedding of his pants and boxers. Not a second longer before he was on the bed, hovering over her, their lips caught in a fiery, intertwine that was often interrupted by their fighting tongues that desired nothing more than dominance. Nails scrapped against the back of his arms just when he bit her lower lip. The pleasure was getting too hot to hold off on and in a split second he was off of her and on his back with her at the foot of the bed on her knees, slowly crawling up so she was face to face with his, thick, long, pulsing, dripping cock. The view before her was so tempting and she wasn’t going to deny herself anything.
Just like on the couch, she locked her eyes on his as she licked up his thick cock. An instant moan flooded the room, the vision of her engulfing his cock so intoxicating, “Fuck, Miley!” His voice cracked when he screamed, her mouth was so hot, warm and welcoming as it drew him in until his tip hit the back of her throat. Strong sucking rumbled through his member, her mouth moving at the perfect pace for him, bringing him in and releasing him. High and low moans left him and they grew louder when she began to squeeze and massage his balls while speeding her pace. “Baby! God ba-baby, fuck! I’m going to- oh Miley!” Her lips left him for only a second long enough to mutter, “Cum for me Joey, cum for me, I want to taste you.” And with that he was back in the wet tunnel she provided for him, spurting the hot, milky liquid down her throat, “FUCK!” His hips bucked up as he rode out his moment, her willingly accepting anything he did.
Minutes later she was cleaning his now less than hard cock, but the flicking of her tongue was hastily drawing his pulsing blood to his rod. When all was clean he pulled her up, his breath no longer panting, and threw her on the mattress. “My turn.” He crushed his lips on hers and ran a curious hand down her side before reaching her dripping wet pussy. Her clit was quickly pinched between his thumb and forefinger triggering a loud moan to rip from her throat. His fingers massaged and flicked against that magic button of hers before he switched to just his thumb leaving his other fingers to explore that ever so tight opening. First two then three fingers entered her and moved in a circling motion creating louder moans and small screams to leave those perfect lips of her, those lips he found so appetizing. Her lips quivered under his just as her body quivered beneath his, her hips bucking, begging for more. Words smashed between their mouths, “Joe, I-I…” Before she could finish her sentence he curved his fingers as he plunged them in and out of her scrapping against her most pleasuring spot. His fingers were soon covered in her sweet juices which he happily sucked free of his fingers.
Her eyes were half peeled open, her body slowing from withering, her voice heavy with lust, “Joseph…” His lips were stuck on the smooth skin of her neck when he hummed which was then jerked into a high moan. Her hand had slithered and wrapped around his once again rock hard cock, “Fuck me, I want your hard-” She was cut off by a moan when he bit her neck, “I want your hard cock… thrusting deep in me… I want you to fuck me so I can’t walk tomorrow.” His hand gripped her breasts as he bit her neck again, her breath panting, “God damn it Joseph I want you right now!” She lifted her hips and smashed them into his setting off moans from them both. His hips slammed down onto hers and he gripped her hips and pulled his mouth from her neck, his voice becoming strong and dominant as his eyes grew impossibly darker, “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to scream my name loud enough for the neighbors to hear.” His tone of voice alone made her moan in anticipation; an anticipation that was short lived.
“Ahhh!” Surprise struck her as he unexpectedly rammed his once again pulsing cock into her tight pussy. “You’re always so tight! Damn it!” He yelled as he thrusted into her as hard as he could. “If you weren’t so damn big!” A moan shrieked from her and she bucked up, meeting every thrust he made. And with every thrust he made it was faster, harder and so much stronger. The bed was smashing against the wall as it shook from the intense motions made; the room was boisterous with their screams of want and pleasure. If anyone on the block could sleep they had to of been deaf. The plunges and bucking that occurred were filled with not only lust but passion, a passion that only these two could create with each other. Fireworks exploded with each shift made, fireworks that led to the show.
In a single wave he was below her as she rode him at full speed, his cock being squeezed by her tightening pussy, “Shit! Joe, I, oh god, Joe it’s- I’m so close!” Her hips were soon gripped as he dropped her down on him harder, “Mile, harder!” Their climaxes were building and unstoppable. Her walls smashed down on him as the wave began to roll. Before reaching his he rolled them so she was back below him and rammed faster and harder into her, keeping her climax going for as long as he could and bringing his forth. Their juices collided with an intensity they thought could never be experienced. They rode together for what seemed like forever until their bodies stilled and their breaths they prayed to catch again.
When all was calm he slid from her warmth triggering a last moan from her and then kissed her gently on the forehead before he pulled her close to him and under the covers. Her voice was soft and tired when she spoke, “I love you.” As if they were a broken record he spoke in the same tone, “I love you too even though you ate my Popsicle.” With a quiet shared laugh the night took them over and drew them into a much needed satisfied sleep.
Just after ten a creek in the stairs stirred the room as she descended toward the living room. Only a lightly colored purple silk robe covered her petite frame as she called to him, “Joseph, come to bed. Please.” No response was heard for he hadn’t one. A sigh left her plump, pink lips as she moved closer to him, preparing to put the plan into action. “Joseph, why must you watch these games?” This was her last chance before starting her seduction and it was blown. Quiet steps led her to the couch, she stood before his view just before sliding onto him and straddling him, her hands rested on his shoulder, sturdily massaging them. All she saw was his head maneuvering away from hers trying to catch a glimpse of the T.V. “Mi, I’m trying to watch the game!” She sucked in her bottom lip as she gazed at him and ran a finger down his chest, “Joey baby?” A groan left his lips as he kept his gaze on the T.V., “What?” She quickly learned she wasn’t grabbing his attention fast enough so she pulled his hand that had the Popsicle and ran her tongue up it. The moving motion of his hand caused his eyes to drop, wondering where his Popsicle was going but what he saw was not what he expected.
His wife, god his wife had her mouth wrapped around his Popsicle, sucking. Within an instant he felt a familiar tightening in his pants. Her crystal blue eyes were glued to him, waiting for a response and the one he was giving was perfect. His mouth was slightly open, his breath was getting heavy and his eyes were growing from light brown to nearly black with pure lust. He tried to speak but his voice was shaky showing his strength was disappearing, “Baby… w-what are you doing?” All she did was plunge the iced pop further down her throat and kept her stare on his face.
His focus was long gone from the game; it was set entirely on her and was leaving his hands to wonder where his mind demanded. Her thighs, so strong and smooth under his touch were so warm and drawing him closer to her core. Her mouth was soon dripping with the now melted Popsicle’s juice when she attached her lips to his sweetest spot on his neck, drawing the skin into her mouth and her teeth nibbling. A groan once again left his lips, but this time it was far from annoyed, no this groan was pure want. “Miley…” His voice trailed by a heavy breath that enclosed a moan. His hands gripped the tie of her robe and slowly slid it free, his hands then greedily freeing her body completely from the silk. Her voice emitted a low moan as she felt his hands, so rough and strong, clutching her firm breasts. “So firm.” His grip tightened before sliding down her sides and onto her inner thighs which drew his hands to her hot, wet core. A single stroke licked across her clit slick with pre cum. Her lips forming a smile and releasing a loud, low moan just as she let go of the hold she had on his neck and pulled her upper body away from him, whispering, “You want more?” Another lick to her clit and a nod of his head was all he would answer with leaving her smile to widen and another moan to resonate their senses. “Then turn the game off and come to bed.” She pried his hands from her wetness and as gracefully as she could, made her way back up the stairs.
“Fuck.” His eyes were glued to the swaying of bare hips that he knew she was doing on purpose just to tease him more and god damn it, it was working like a fucking charm. Once she was out of sight he looked down in his lap then at the T.V. Gears rolled in his mind, he knew his “little” problem wasn’t going to go away but this was a new game. A frustrated groan left him as he flew up from the couch and up the stairs to their room. The view he was greeted with was… magnificent and oh so glorious and was one that made his cock impossibly harder.
Bottom lip tucked beneath white pearls was her visage but her frame… her frame even more tempting. Bare, naked, free, perfect skin exposed fully what he was in for, her hands gripping her flawless breasts as her legs were spread, showing what was already his and would be his again in just a matter of time. A single luring motion of her finger brought him closer, “Come here Joey.”
Without moving his gaze from her ever so compromising position he gripped the hem of his shirt lifting it from their view and revealing those abs that made her mouth water and her pussy drip in a moments notice. But he was in too much of a rush to let her drool over them he was already ripping his belt from his pants followed by the shedding of his pants and boxers. Not a second longer before he was on the bed, hovering over her, their lips caught in a fiery, intertwine that was often interrupted by their fighting tongues that desired nothing more than dominance. Nails scrapped against the back of his arms just when he bit her lower lip. The pleasure was getting too hot to hold off on and in a split second he was off of her and on his back with her at the foot of the bed on her knees, slowly crawling up so she was face to face with his, thick, long, pulsing, dripping cock. The view before her was so tempting and she wasn’t going to deny herself anything.
Just like on the couch, she locked her eyes on his as she licked up his thick cock. An instant moan flooded the room, the vision of her engulfing his cock so intoxicating, “Fuck, Miley!” His voice cracked when he screamed, her mouth was so hot, warm and welcoming as it drew him in until his tip hit the back of her throat. Strong sucking rumbled through his member, her mouth moving at the perfect pace for him, bringing him in and releasing him. High and low moans left him and they grew louder when she began to squeeze and massage his balls while speeding her pace. “Baby! God ba-baby, fuck! I’m going to- oh Miley!” Her lips left him for only a second long enough to mutter, “Cum for me Joey, cum for me, I want to taste you.” And with that he was back in the wet tunnel she provided for him, spurting the hot, milky liquid down her throat, “FUCK!” His hips bucked up as he rode out his moment, her willingly accepting anything he did.
Minutes later she was cleaning his now less than hard cock, but the flicking of her tongue was hastily drawing his pulsing blood to his rod. When all was clean he pulled her up, his breath no longer panting, and threw her on the mattress. “My turn.” He crushed his lips on hers and ran a curious hand down her side before reaching her dripping wet pussy. Her clit was quickly pinched between his thumb and forefinger triggering a loud moan to rip from her throat. His fingers massaged and flicked against that magic button of hers before he switched to just his thumb leaving his other fingers to explore that ever so tight opening. First two then three fingers entered her and moved in a circling motion creating louder moans and small screams to leave those perfect lips of her, those lips he found so appetizing. Her lips quivered under his just as her body quivered beneath his, her hips bucking, begging for more. Words smashed between their mouths, “Joe, I-I…” Before she could finish her sentence he curved his fingers as he plunged them in and out of her scrapping against her most pleasuring spot. His fingers were soon covered in her sweet juices which he happily sucked free of his fingers.
Her eyes were half peeled open, her body slowing from withering, her voice heavy with lust, “Joseph…” His lips were stuck on the smooth skin of her neck when he hummed which was then jerked into a high moan. Her hand had slithered and wrapped around his once again rock hard cock, “Fuck me, I want your hard-” She was cut off by a moan when he bit her neck, “I want your hard cock… thrusting deep in me… I want you to fuck me so I can’t walk tomorrow.” His hand gripped her breasts as he bit her neck again, her breath panting, “God damn it Joseph I want you right now!” She lifted her hips and smashed them into his setting off moans from them both. His hips slammed down onto hers and he gripped her hips and pulled his mouth from her neck, his voice becoming strong and dominant as his eyes grew impossibly darker, “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to scream my name loud enough for the neighbors to hear.” His tone of voice alone made her moan in anticipation; an anticipation that was short lived.
“Ahhh!” Surprise struck her as he unexpectedly rammed his once again pulsing cock into her tight pussy. “You’re always so tight! Damn it!” He yelled as he thrusted into her as hard as he could. “If you weren’t so damn big!” A moan shrieked from her and she bucked up, meeting every thrust he made. And with every thrust he made it was faster, harder and so much stronger. The bed was smashing against the wall as it shook from the intense motions made; the room was boisterous with their screams of want and pleasure. If anyone on the block could sleep they had to of been deaf. The plunges and bucking that occurred were filled with not only lust but passion, a passion that only these two could create with each other. Fireworks exploded with each shift made, fireworks that led to the show.
In a single wave he was below her as she rode him at full speed, his cock being squeezed by her tightening pussy, “Shit! Joe, I, oh god, Joe it’s- I’m so close!” Her hips were soon gripped as he dropped her down on him harder, “Mile, harder!” Their climaxes were building and unstoppable. Her walls smashed down on him as the wave began to roll. Before reaching his he rolled them so she was back below him and rammed faster and harder into her, keeping her climax going for as long as he could and bringing his forth. Their juices collided with an intensity they thought could never be experienced. They rode together for what seemed like forever until their bodies stilled and their breaths they prayed to catch again.
When all was calm he slid from her warmth triggering a last moan from her and then kissed her gently on the forehead before he pulled her close to him and under the covers. Her voice was soft and tired when she spoke, “I love you.” As if they were a broken record he spoke in the same tone, “I love you too even though you ate my Popsicle.” With a quiet shared laugh the night took them over and drew them into a much needed satisfied sleep.