Since I’d been on an antibiotic - that canceled my birth control - for a few more days, I took a morning after pill and my BC (at work) so I’d be in the habit to take it every day. I didn’t want to say “No sex!” to V as the man has needs and I love his penis…especially when it’s hitting the back of my cervix. I’m a firm believer in always saying yes to the man that one is dating BUT he doesn’t have a say in if I have kids or not.
A week after stopping the antibiotic, I take just my BC. I finally learn how to take ALL of his glorious penis into my apex. He loved when he was able to get inside me; pumping his penis harder and faster than the previous round.
We both got bronchitis and both of us went on antibiotics. I went back to taking the morning after pill; I still took my BC. He’d been quite oblivious until he caught me Friday morning. It clear that he was hurt but once I explained that I’m not ready to get pregnant, he understood.
He asked if he should get condoms or more morning after pills, I said that we’re good as my friend from the clinic gave me a ton of morning after pills. I also told him that I prefer feeling his penis and his essence inside of me. He smiled and kissed me then lead us to his room.
I got on my back, spreading my legs for him and waited for him. It took him a few seconds to join me. He lined his penis up with my apex then mounted me. He slowly rode me, taking his time….driving me crazy. I told him that I needed him; he put my feet on his pecs and we started screwing like rabbits. He took me hard and fast until he was drained.
“My gods, baby!” V grunted as he rocked his hips, releasing the last drops of his essence inside of me. “After this, baby, shower and get dressed…I left you a dress in the spare bedroom but no panties allowed. Fuck, I love how you milk me!”
“Where are we going?” I panted. “I‘ll do as you ask but you need to take me when we get back, baby. I can feel how full your balls are!”
“That’s my good little girl!!,” he grunted. “Yessssssssss, my love. Scream for me, baby. Scream for Daddy!!”
“Fuck me, Daddy! Harder!” I screamed. “Who am I, Daddy?”
“My dirty little princess,” V moaned as he released his essence. “God, I love you!”
I kissed him as I wrapped my legs around his waist. I flipped us over and rode his still hard penis. I rode him until he climaxed in me four times. I gently climbed off of him, drank some water and took a shower. Once I got out and dried off, I brushed my hair and headed to the spare bedroom and slid into the dress that V left out for me. It was form fitting and very snug at the bust; there was a slit that came past my hip.
As I went back to the master bedroom, V was in the shower. I slid on deodorant and sprayed perfume in the air then walked through the perfumed air. I grabbed my makeup kit from my bag, went to the guest bathroom and did my makeup. I didn’t apply much but it was noticeable. By the time I was putting my makeup kit back in my bag, V was getting dressed.
He was absolutely stunning and graceful as he was getting dressed. I watched him from where I was and in awe. He glanced at his reflection at the mirror and saw me watching him. He stood up, smiled, walked over to me and kissed me. I opened my mouth to welcome his kiss.
“You look so beautiful, baby,” he whispered as he pulled away. “I love you, baby.”
“You’re handsome as always, V,” I said. “I love you too, babe. Where are we off to tonight?”
“We’re going to dinner in the city, baby,” he said. “I’ve got a room for us for afterwards. I had some stuff sent to the room already.”
“Between the dress, dinner and the room, you’ve spent a fortune,” I said. “Baby, my breasts are about to fall out of the dress. My nipples are barely covered.”
“You’re worth it, my love,” he said as he brushed my hair off of my face. “I purposely got this easy access dress…I’m constantly hard and want to be able to take you at any point in the night.”
“Oh?” I asked as I rubbed my hand over his penis. “Like right now, baby? You know that we have time.”
He kissed me as he unzipped his pants and I hiked my dress up past my hips. He lifted me to his dresser top, spread my legs and stuffed his penis in me. I screamed his name. He pulled the bust of the dress down a bit, exposing my breasts. As he’s fucking me, he puts one of my breasts in his mouth; sucking and biting…my other breast was in his hand getting squeezed and pinched.
“Yesssss, Daddy!” I screamed as I held his head to the breast he was sucking and biting. “Don’t stop, Daddy. Harder!”
“Yeah, baby?” he murmured before biting my breast even harder. “God, I want to cover your beautiful breasts with big bruises, baby. It’s so hot to show them off tonight!”
I wrapped my legs around his waist, bit his neck and whispered to him that I wanted him to destroy my apex. He wrapped his one hand around my neck, began to squeeze and shagged me so hard. Due to the choking and shagging me hard, I passed out.
I came to on the bed - on my stomach - and V was still riding me. I moaned in pleasure. A few thrusts later, we climaxed together.
After getting up, I redid my hair and he helped me get dressed. I redid my hair, washed my face, brushed my teeth and redid my makeup. We grabbed a few bottles of water before heading out the door to wait for George to pick us up.
A few minutes later, George arrived. He helped me into the car and assisted me with my dress as V got in the other side. It was a quick drive in, or so it felt as I’d fallen asleep. V wore me out and I knew he’d want me to have energy for the night.
I woke up when George stopped at the front of the restaurant. I recognized it from when Matteo took me a few years ago. I didn’t say anything when V helped out of the car. I used my clutch to cover my chest as I got out; the classic move that Lady Diana, Princess of Wales used. I leaned my head into the car to thank George before closing the door.
V took my hand and led us into the restaurant. I smiled as we headed in. We were lead to a semi-private table by the window. Again, no menus. Not even two minutes after sitting down, we were brought our drinks and some appetizers. We didn’t speak much as we were hungry from our activity prior to arriving.
As our plates were cleared and our martinis refreshed, V pulled out a slim box from his inner pocket of his dinner jacket and slid it across the table to me. I opened the box to find a silver necklace; it was a thin chain with a diamond encrusted horseshoe. I couldn’t say anything.
When I looked up at V with an awkward smile and a tear in my eye. I told him that I can’t accept the necklace. He asked me why. I told him that I can’t be bought with an expensive weekend; the pricey dress, expensive hotel & dinner plus necklace.
It was clear that he was upset. He explained that he wanted to spoil me. I told him that the best way to spoil me is just to love me, occasionally cooking me dinner and take care of me when I’m sick. He called over the server and asked him to have our food packed to go. When the server brought over our food, V gave them $300 for the food, drinks and tip.
George was already at the restaurant when we walked outside. V asked him to take us to the hotel but wait outside for a few minutes. We went upstairs to the room, he got his stuff telling me to stay and that George would be back in the morning for me. I nodded my head as I closed the door. Before the door shut closed completely, V kissed me. I kissed him back.
He came into the room, ripped his clothes off, ripped the dress off of me, carried me to the bed and laid me down. He spread my legs, mounted me and rode me until we climaxed several times. Each time, he filled my apex.
“God, I love how tight and swollen you are,” he grunted as he slid in and out of me. “When you come back tomorrow morning, I’m going to fuck you senseless…until I’m good and drained. When you get my last drop, I want you to pack your things and leave.”
“Yeah? Why’s that?” I asked as the tip of his penis was hitting the back of my cervix. “I bet it’s because I don’t want expensive gifts and dinners?”
“You’re ungrateful for the things I do for you,” he groaned as he’s slamming into me. “I give you the world and you give it back.”
“I bet you hate it. I bet you hate that I try to make sure that you don’t spend a lot of money on me,” I said. “All I want is you…your time, your energy, your penis, your love and your soul. And your gorgeous penis!”
“See? Ungrateful. You say that you want very little and want mostly my penis!” he said as he’s humping me hard and fast. “God, just let me spoil you!”
“Fuck off,” I grunted. “I never asked for anything expensive. All I asked for was you and your penis! Harder!!”
“You want just my penis and I?” V asked.
“Yes, baby!” I said.
“George, go home,” V grunted as he continued to boink me. “Apparently, all she wants me all night. Your husband, too? See you tomorrow afternoon!”
“All night?” I asked with a twinkle in my eye. “If I get carried down tomorrow, I want more of you when we get back!”
We spent the rest of the night screwing and screaming each other’s name. The alarm went off about 30 minutes before we needed to meet George. We showered, got dressed, packed our stuff. George met us with a limo.
We got back to his place, got out and grabbed our stuff then headed inside. As soon as the door was closed and locked, we banged in every single room of his place several times; including the deck. His biggest load was the following morning at 4 am.
We fell asleep with his penis still in me. He woke me up 2 hours later by slipping into my swollen apex. He screwed me hard and fast until he finally drained himself in me. Once his penis was flaccid, he pulled out.
“God, baby,” he moaned as he kissed me. “I’m getting hard again but your apex is swollen. I'm going to take an ice cold shower, my darling. I want you so much but right now, you need to recover from our love making."
"Love making?" I asked. "We fucked like horny 20 something year olds! Yeah, I do need to recover and heal, baby. Go shower, I'll start our laundry, ok? Are you upset about the dress or anything?"
"Yeah, you're right, baby," he said as kissed me. "You're too good to me. Thank you for doing our laundry. You know what, baby? I was a bit upset at first that you expressed your feelings about the dress, hotel and necklace but I now understand where you're coming from. I am comfortable money wise and part of expressing my love is spoiling you. In the future, I will ask you, ok?"
"What? I'm right?" I asked sarcastically as I smiled. "Thank you for understanding where I'm coming from. Please understand that I'm appreciative of you thinking of me and wanting to take care of me...I don't want you get to a point where you can't afford to take care of your needs."
"I understand that you are, darling," he said as he moved hair off of my face. "I desperately need to shower. Once I'm done, I'll let you know so you can shower....I'll finish the laundry while you're in the shower."
V hugged me, kissed the top of my head then slid his hands my shirt and squeezed my bruised breasts. I moaned his name. As I rubbed my hand over his penis, he got hard.
“Oh my darling,” V whispered as he took his shirt off. “God, I want you so much, baby. You’re so incredibly swollen and I’m afraid that I’ll hurt you.”
“I want you, babe,” I moaned as I led him to the bedroom. “Fill me, Daddy. I don’t care how long it takes, ok?”
We both strip and get on the bed; I lay down on my back and I spread my legs for V. He mounts me by forcefully slides his penis deep inside of my swollen apex. We both moan. He slowly and carefully slides in and out of my apex.
“Yes, baby! Harder!” I moaned. “I’m not going to break, baby. I can take you!”
“You sure, my love?” V asked as he’s humping me harder and harder. “I don’t want to hurt you!”
“Fuck me like you mean it, Old Man!” I grunted. “Give me your penis!”
V was pumping in and out of me like crazy and each thrust in, I screamed in pain. With each scream, V fucked me harder and squeezed my breasts. God, his load is going to be massive and I couldn’t wait for him. Talking dirty made him harder and screw me rougher.
“Yessssssssss, Daddy! Much harder! Who’s your dirty little princess?” I grunted. “Harder! Yes, just like that, Daddy!!”
“Yes, my darling. My dirty princess will take me no matter how much she hurts!” he grunted. “Take me, baby. Yessssss, Princess! God, you’re so tight!”
I passed out due to the pain. I woke up to him riding me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and flipped us so I was riding him. He began to suck, bite and squeeze my bruised breasts. We climaxed several times together.
“Get on your hands and knees, my dirty little princess,” V said. “I really need to go deep, baby. God, I love hitting your cervix with my essence. Fuck, no morning after pill or birth control, baby. Have my baby, please!”
“Fuck me good and hard,” I said as I got on my hands and knees. “Go as deep as you can go, Daddy. I love when you hit my cervix. Not yet, baby…I’m not ready to have a baby.”
V grunted as mounted me. We spent the rest of the fucking.
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