CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Saturday Morning
Arwana’s Perspective
Arwana rocked gently away in the chair content to watch the sun rise on yet another beautiful fall morning. The baby girl held in her arms had long since fallen asleep.
They had named her Anne Patricia Haynes. She was beautiful and perfect in every way.
She truly was a good baby and gathering herself Arwana stood up with her and carried her to her crib. She laid her down in her little nest of blankets and smiled at the idyllic expression of utter blissful peace that a belly full of warm sugary milk could evoke.
Straightening up Arwana refastened her nursing bra in place and walked over to the bed. It was Saturday morning and with a smile she shimmied her panties down to the floor and stepped out of them.
Taking hold of the sheet she pulled it away from her sleeping husband. Over the months his leg had healed and he walked now with only a slight limp. In time she hoped he’d recover everything of his former ease of mobility for his sake. As for her, she was content with just still having his leg attached.
A memory flashed back to her of the moment that she had seen the thought to cut his own leg off occur within his eyes. He would’ve done it too if she hadn’t stolen the chainsaw away from him.
In short, this man would do anything to ensure her safety or the safety of their child. He was much better than one in a thousand and as she crawled up onto the bed and knelt between his sprawled apart legs, she upgraded that to at least one in a million.
“Good morning handsome, all hard with no place to be except inside of me.” She breathed out just before she licked out with her tongue and drug it up the underside of her husband’s morning erection. She capped the wet slide off by enveloping the head of him in her mouth with a warm suck, even as her knuckles massaged beneath her man’s heavy balls to make him even harder.
He came awake with a start as he always did and Arwana met his gaze with a sensual wink. Groaning, he lay his head back down on the pillows and Arwana pulled her head up and easing forward she straddled over his hips.
She came to a stop as his shaft aligned with her labia and then with a groan, she sank to the hilt upon the thick shaft of her husband that she had been so richly blessed with. Resting her hands on his hairy chest, she opened her eyes and said, “Oh you feel good!”
He grinned and raising his hands, he kissed them down her sides until they settled over her hips. He lunged upward into her and she gasped with pleasure.
She quite lost herself then in twisting about and then rising up only to lower herself onto the heated thickness of his cock. It wasn’t long and crying out she gripped hard upon him and said his name over and over how be it softly as to not wake the baby.
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Slowly, Arwana opened her eyes. He hadn’t cum, oh, he was so big!
Eyes full of desire for the man she loved she rose up off of him. His wet cock slipped from her.
Turning, she grasped it with one hand even as she straddled him all over again. He brought his knees up and guiding him into her with her hand she rested forward against his legs as once again he came to penetrate into the depths of her sheath.
Erotically, Arwana rocked on his deeply buried shaft, as she turned her head to look back at him. His eyes were on her butt and smiling, she continued to move in a way that made a complete exhibitionist out of her.
His pleasure was what she craved. He loved her rear and surely she had never been more grateful for it.
Over the past several months he’d taken her up her ass often and she had loved it mostly every time they had engaged in it. In fact, if he asked, she’d do it right now.
He didn’t though, and soon he came explosively within her. Breathing heavily, she rested still as she sat still rooted upon his manhood. Oh life with him was heaven.
Glancing back at him she with relish took in the look of her pleasure satiated husband. His one hand rested on her hip and his thumb rubbed pleasurably into the small of her back in a loving caress she never grew tired of.
“Want breakfast now or later?” She queried softly.
He smiled and said, “Both.”
She blinked and watched as he sat up behind her. She chuckled richly when she felt her bra come undone.
Her full milk laden breasts spilled free as he kicked the straps of her bra off her shoulders. He lay back down and turning she came up off his shaft and pulled herself up the bed.
Sprawled half on top of him she leaned her one elbow on the bed as she pushed the fullest of her breasts to his lips and then closed her eyes with pleasure as his mouth closed over her nipple and began to suck powerfully. Groaning, she stayed where she was and let him have his fill of her even as his attentions to her breasts drove her crazy.
His suckling had her at the point of orgasm. Just as she was about to go over the edge he switched to her other side and he did it with such an authoritative swagger that she helplessly felt herself fall apart and cum.
He kept suckling and she kept cumming. It was like this sometimes and it was all she could do to keep from screaming.
Finally, he’d drained her dry and with every nerve tingling she slid off of him to lay on her belly on the bed. She turned her head to him and opening her eyes, she whispered, “You drive me crazy!”
“Well, that makes two of us then.”
She grinned impishly. She wanted him again. She could never get enough of him.
Glancing down, she saw that his cock was hardening up. Lazily she winked at him and said, “Baby I think I need you again.”
“Oh really?” He asked with a smile.
She nodded, “Uh huh. But can you do me a favor?”
He leaned forward and kissed her and then asked, “And what would that be?”
“Put it in my ass.”
“My pleasure, love.” He said before sliding over her. She took his weight gladly.
Moaning, she held still as he plunged into the depths of her wet womanhood already filled with his seed only to then feel him withdrawal from her. With a satisfied sigh, she felt his shaft pierce between her bottom cheeks and wetly begin to exert steady pressure on her anus.
She relaxed and pushed into his invasion and wetly he slid deep. She gripped the bed sheets hard and lay flat as the pleasure of her husband’s shaft penetrating her ass only became accentuated by the desire with which he plunged his way into the tightest parts of her body.
Deliberately she clenched her butt on his withdrawal stroke and relished his moan of pleasure only to personally experience a sigh of delight as he forced his way all the way back in again. That was all it took.
She came then and he did too. In the aftermath of orgasm he lay on her heavily for a moment and then he withdrew and was up off the bed.
She on the other hand was completely whipped of energy. Leaning forward he whispered into her ear, “How about I get breakfast.”
“Sounds like a plan.” Dreamily Arwana closed her eyes as he walked off. Life couldn’t get better than this surely.
“Thank you God.” She whispered before she gave in to a well-deserved post bliss nap brought on by a well spent Saturday morning with her husband in bed. The best thing of all was that the day was just beginning and tomorrow’s forecast looked pretty much the same as did the day after that and so on and so on.
Life in the valley was both peaceful and exhilarating. She’d had to go over mountains to reach this destination, but she was glad that she had. This moment was so worth everything she had gone through to reach it and to think she had almost given up on life once was hard to imagine now.
God was good and life was worth the living, because He made it to be so. All that was required was surrender and while hard to do, it was so worth doing in the end, as literally life for her hadn’t begun until that moment.