Page 59 of Venom's Sting
“I’m wet just thinking about you,” she murmurs. My cock twitches in response and I can’t wait to slip into her soaking wet pussy.
I gently take her hands from the bottom of the ropes, and I bring them up to grasp the top of the swing. “Hold tight and don’t let go until I say, sweetness. Can you do that for me?”
She nods, and I lean over, brushing her pussy with my cock, and give her a firm kiss as I slowly push the swing back, then pull it to me again as my cockhead rubs against her. The height is perfect.
“Oh!” she says in surprise.
I chuckle darkly as I get to my knees, “We’re only just beginning, let me get you warmed up again.”
“I think I’m pretty warmed up as it is, I feel so wet,” she squirms on the seat.
My eyes go to her pretty pussy, “I want to see you dripping wet for me.” With that I pull her in close.
Using my tongue and mouth on her again, I make her come hard with my fingers teasing her g-spot. The way she writhes against my face makes my cock jump.
As I notch myself against her entrance, I look into her eyes as I fill her with my long, thick shaft. I love seeing the pleasure on her face and the way she gasps as I stretch her wide. Feeling her soaked pussy gripping me tightly is the best feeling in the world. Holding both sides of the swing, I use it to move her back and forth on my hard cock. Something about the long, smooth strokes drives her wild. Watching her taking the pleasure I give, makes my balls draw up and it takes all my skills of concentration to hold off coming until she does. Then I jerk the swing back and forth, seeking my own pleasure as her pussy contracts around my cock milking me dry. Nothing in my life has ever felt this good and I know all the way down to bones that nothing ever will. And this is what it takes for me to come as I cry out her name, “Amy!”
Epilogue
Amy
Six Months Later
I’m sitting on the back porch of Meli’s home. She has a big two-story Victorian that’s adjacent to her quaint little restaurant. It has the same fairytale style landscaping to make a seamless transition between the home and restaurant. This whole area is so picturesque that when I was looking for a venue for our wedding there was nowhere else I wanted.
The more I get to know Ven’s mom, the more I love her. She’s a very sweet, generous woman, who has not only welcomed us into her beautiful outdoor space for our wedding ceremony, but she also insisted upon catering the entire wedding reception herself. I’m the luckiest woman alive to be marrying Ven and gaining such an awesome mother-in-law.
I hear a voice coming from the sidewalk. “Today’s the big day.”
I watch Dan walking up with a large package in his hand. It’s wrapped in white paper and tied up with silver bow. I can’t imagine what’s inside. I wave for him to come to me and watch him tromp up the footpath, come onto the porch and set the gift down at my feet.
“You didn’t have to get me a gift, Uncle Dan.”
He waves away my comment with one hand. “Of course I did. It’s a wedding and I’m your uncle.”
I had finally warmed up to Dan after my mom told me how he took such good care of her when she was being held at the farm. My mother is really quite fond of him and sees him as family, so I try to see him that way too, especially when I heard how his brothers had left him at the clubhouse to his fate.
“You’re looking pretty sharp in that suit. It looks custom made.”
He fidgets, clearly uncomfortable with my compliment. Smoothing his hand down his suit jacket, he grumbles, “I have a strangely shaped body. Normal suits don’t fit me right. Carol found someone who makes custom suits, only she calls them bespoke. I don’t care about all that. I just want a suit that fits.”
“Well, Miss Stephanie is going to be all kinds of impressed.”
He blushes so hard I think his head is going to explode. “She’s been real nice to me.”
Yeah, since my mom wanted nothing to do with the ranch, Smoke split it so that she got more cash assets and Dan got the land the farm was sitting on. Dan’s now a rich ranch owner who can afford bespoke suits. He wasn’t sure what to do with all the land, but the Savage Legion bought a couple of hundred acres to use for weapons training, so as a result Dan has been hanging out at the Legion clubhouse on the regular. Of course, the club girls have been all over him as his new money has made him immeasurably attractive—despite the fact he’s not a club brother or prospect. He only has eyes for one woman, though. And I honestly believe Stephanie truly likes him too. He treats her a like a lady and always brings flowers and chocolates when he visits her at the clubhouse.
Before I can respond, Stephanie pops around the corner and waves at him. I like the way she lights up when he smiles at her and I can see that it’s the man she wants and not his bank account. Who said club girls can’t make good partners?
“Sorry, gotta run, Amy. See you at the wedding.” I give him an indulgent smile as he rushes to join his woman.
Strong arms slip around me from behind and Ven pulls me back against chest. “Your uncle sure wrapped a nice wedding present.”
I glance down at the big box. “I’d bet the farm that Stephanie wrapped it for him. You know that Dan is all thumbs at fine motor skills.”
“Aren’t we all,” Ven replies.
I turn around in his arms and run my hands up his ripped torso. He’s wearing only the silk pajama bottoms I got for him. His pajamas match my long, white silk robe. Together we look like a perfectly matched wedding couple. Today is our big day and having friends and family gathered feels like having the best of everything, far more than I deserve in fact.