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Dallas

BriawaseverythingIhad hoped for when I chose her to be my wife. She was going to give me a run for my money, but I was ready for the chase of a fucking lifetime.

I lined my hard cock up with her entrance before sinking my hips down between her thighs.

The blissful sigh that escaped from her lips was intoxicating, as if she had found sweet relief while I stretched and filled her.

My sweet girl’s pussy was so wet that I slid in and out of her effortlessly.

The way her walls tensed around my dick felt so fucking good, welcoming me like a tight hug as if I had just arrived home after a long day of work.

I wanted to savor every second of being inside of this woman, massaging her cunt with my cock.

The magic cross was designed to stimulate additional nerves with every thrust—essentially, making mepierced for her pleasure.

Bria dug her nails into my forearms as I picked up my pace, rolling my hips while I gripped her thighs and splayed her even wider for me.

Being a cheerleader, my initial thought was that she would’ve been flexible, and my fucking god did her legs spread until she was doing a full-blown fucking split.

“What other positions can this body of yours handle?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” She whimpered as I continued my thrusts, and she pressed the back of her head deeper into the mattress, surrendering herself to the pleasure—to me.

“I do; that's why I asked. But if you won’t tell me, I’ll just have to find out for myself.”

Pulling all the way out, I flipped Bria onto her stomach, pressing my palm into her back as she attempted to fight her way back up.

“Dallas.” She groaned in refusal—the loss of my cock, burying her nails into the duvet and pushing as much force into her palms as possible.

I had to hand it to her; not only was she flexible, but she was strong, and I had to lean extra weight into my hand just to keep her down.

“Keep still, sweet girl. I know you want to try this position just as much as I do. I can’t imagine another man ever testing your limits the way I will.”

I slid myself backwards off the bed, dragging her with me until the pads of her feet touched the floor. With one of her legs standing straight,I lifted the other higher and higher until it was parallel to my chest, and she was doing front splits right up against my body.

Fucking flawless.

Wrapping my hands around the back of her calf and thigh for leverage, I drove myself back inside her greedy pussy, fucking it even harder than before.

Bria buried her face in the sheets, her cries of pain and pleasure echoing off the walls, only encouraging me to push her even further, wanting to test just how far she could go before she broke.

This position alone sparked more creative ideas for later—and I couldn’t fucking wait.

Feeling Bria’s muscles tense and her leg begin to tremble, I let go, gently dropping it to the floor and switching up our position once more.

I leaned over her back, resting a hand on her hip while I snaked the other up her spine to grip her shoulder.

“Come for me, sweet girl. Let me feel that tight cunt of yours squeeze every drop from my cock.”

I bit down on the soft skin on the back of her shoulder, this time marking her as mine as she came. Bria’s screams of pure euphoria had me falling over the edge right along with her.

Releasing my grip on her body, I pressed my hands into the mattress on either side of her for support as she melted further into the bed, and I admired my wife—spent and breathless.

Some things were too good to be true, and I sure as fuck hoped that this wasn’t one of those times.

A woman made just for me, falling into my life as if it were fate.

Briapassedoutshortlyafter I cleaned up the cum that had started dripping down between her thighs.