[MF] Mark and Sally Big Move – Breaking in the New House

Some of my happiest memories are from New York – that crazy fucking city. It was where Sally and I both said ‘I love you’ for the first time. It was where we got back together. It was where we lived in her apartment when we got married, had our first kid, and felt our relationship bonding so that it would never brake. But around five-six years ago now we both thought we were outgrowing it – we were definitely outgrowing our apartment. Kid #1 was coming up to 4 years old. We were thinking about Kid #2. We needed a bigger place. We could have got a bigger apartment but it just didn’t feel right. We wanted that American Dream – we wanted the big lawn for the kids and an apple tree and all that shit. So we made our decision to move. I work in a field where you can nearly always find a job no matter where you move. Sally had decided that she would be a stay-at-home mom – not very modern in this day and age, but Sally also had her artistic side which she could now let flourish if she wasn’t working.

We found a great place in I’m definitely not telling you where – nice try. It was less than half an hour away from her parents as well, which was an added bonus. It was an older house but the inside had been recently renovated which appealed to both Sally’s aesthetic and my love of not living in a cold and damp shit house. It had a nice lawn – not too big but large enough that our kid lost her damn mind when she realized this was her new playground instead of a small apartment. We lucked out. We love our home and I don’t see us ever leaving it.

Once we were settled in there was a two week period before I started at my new work which gave Sally and I a lot of together time – if you know what I mean. It was limited by the 3 year old running around like a crazy person however before you get too jealous. Sally came off the pill as well as we decided to try for Baby #2. We were in our mid-30s now and having experienced a wait with Kid #1 we thought that it might take a while – if we were able to get pregnant at all. But I was more than happy to enjoy the ride.

It was only our second night in the house when Sally collapsed on top of me, sweaty, her red hair a mess, panting as she recovered from her orgasm. I took it upon myself to finish the job, grabbing onto her hips and holding her steady as I thrusted up into her until I came. That was the first fucking in the new house – a real milestone. As we laid there together Sally looked at me and said: “before you go back into we should break in every room in the house.” I fucking love this woman.

We later agreed that Kid #1’s bedroom and the second bathroom which she used was the exception. That felt wrong. But everywhere else was fair game. We also decided that each room should be “broken in” in a different way. Our bedroom had been cowgirl. Everywhere else had to be different.

**The living room**

Kid #1 was pretty good at sleeping through the night now. It meant that Sally and I felt more comfortable fooling around in the evening after she was asleep. The next night then as we were watching TV I got bored and we started to make out like teenagers. My hands roved all over her body – making sure to squeeze and tease her breasts before sliding down to that booty I love so much. It didn’t take Sally long to get worked up, her dress pushed up her waist and her panties on the floor as I fingered her on the couch. Usually once she’s wet enough we stop with the foreplay but that night I was enjoying her moans so much that I kept going until she was shuddering next to me.

Once she’s recovered she looks up at me with a wicked look in her eye: “the living room is broken in now. We can probably just go to sleep.” No, no, no. There’s a tent in my pants that a small army could camp under it. Sally doesn’t tease me for long. Soon she’s sitting in my lap – facing away from me obviously – we had done cowgirl so this had to be reverse. I sit there realizing how much of a lucky motherfucker I am as my wife bounces her thick bottom on my cock, her pussy’s so wet and tight as it slide up and down my shaft. The TV is still on but why the fuck would I look at that when I can see Sally’s cheeks ripple and jiggle as they slap against me. I’m a very happy man as I fill her up with cum a few minutes later.

**Our bathroom**

I’m always the first to shower in our home. I’m a morning bird in a house full of whatever lazy animal likes to sleep in. So as I stood in the shower I didn’t expect to have any company. I was surprised then when my wife walked in, butt naked. Sweet Jesus I love her body. We have both put on a little weight although stayed mostly in shape – so she still has that perfect figure, that waist which flares out to her hips. I’m hard in seconds.

She says: “I thought we could break in the bathroom now.” She wraps her hand around my erection and starts to pump it. I find it hard to think. “What about Kid #1?” Now if you don’t have kids you probably don’t understand that there’s two dynamics to maintaining a sex life: (1) they might realize they’re all alone and come looking for you. This is bad but nowhere near as bad as: (2) they realize they’re all alone and decide to cause fucking mayhem when no one can stop them. Sally says however: “she’s still asleep. We’ll just have to be quick. That’s why I’ve been playing with myself before getting in. I’m so wet for you baby.” Fucking. Hell.

She turns around and braces herself against the shower wall, presenting that milky white thick ass of hers. I don’t need a second invitation. I fuck her from behind so hard it’s like the world depends on it. The shower is filled with the sound of our fucking, my hips slapping against her wet asscheeks. It feels so fucking good.

Not 20 seconds after we have both came and are having an embrace under the water there is a knock at the door from a small child wondering where her parents are.

**The kitchen**

The next weekend in the house we have shipped Kid #1 to her grandparents. We have the house to ourselves. In that weekend we make a huge dent into our list of rooms:

* In the dining room I have fucked Sally on the table, her laying on her back naked, her ass squished against the wood, her breasts bouncing as I fuck her. The position is perfect because it leaves her defenseless to me, my thumb rubbing her clit as I fuck her. She’s a moaning, panting, red-faces mess by the end of it, at least two orgasms. I walk away to wash up feeling like a king – leaving her naked on the table to recover.

* After lunch I walk around looking for Sally and find her in the laundry room. She’s wearing just a tank top and some loose shorts – no need to dress up after so many years together. She hasn’t heard me however so I take much delight in peeling down her shorts and hearing her squeak. Then I peel off her underwear too, leaving them both around her knees. I think Sally thought I was going to fuck her like that. But I had other plans. For the next few minutes I kneel behind her my face buried against her backside. My tongue works extra time against her clit and the moaning of my name tells me later that my job was done.

* In the sun room the next day Sally finds me rearranging things to help set up her studio. She rewards me by getting down on her knees without a word, fishing out my cock, and taking it in her mouth. She does it so quickly that I’m rewarded with the momentarily pleasure of my entire shaft inside her mouth before it grows to its full length and it becomes too much for her. I don’t care. I groan as I cum down her throat a few minutes later.

But the main event of that weekend was the kitchen. I came downstairs and found Sally doing something that she hadn’t done in a long time – cooking in just her apron. How can I say no to this meal – her ass hanging out the back, naked and tempting. I wrap my arms around her and kiss her ear. She moans and wiggles against me – grinding her bottom. But she says: “oh no baby, you’ve already fucked me from behind in the shower. It has to be something else.”

I don’t know how much Sally regrets saying this. Because five minutes later she’s bent over the kitchen counter, panting and moaning, the coconut oil next to her and my cock disappearing into her ass. I have been maybe a little too generous with the oil, making her cheeks also glisten – but sweet Jesus it’s a hell of a sight. My little wife, naked except for an apron, bent over the kitchen counter, her glistening asscheeks swallowing my cock. I’m a lucky lucky man. I’m just as lucky that dinner didn’t burn before I finished inside her plump butt.

**The garden**

With Kid #1 back from her grandparents, we have only a few rooms left to conquer. There is no furniture in the den yet – we have moved from an apartment to a house and we find we have lots of empty spaces. But we take a chair up there and I end up sitting there as Sally uses her breasts to bring me to release – fortunately the bathroom is nearby to help her clean up the mess I leave on her glorious tits. And the third bedroom, a future nursery but for now just a solitary single guest bed in it, is used one night after Kid #1 is asleep. We spoon on that cramped single bed, barely enough room for the two of us, my hand reaching around to finger Sally to orgasm as I fuck her slowly from behind.

And then it’s the night before my first day at my new work. I’m a little blue about it – I like working but having two weeks to spend with my wife and my daughter is much better. Sally can tell I need cheering up. Once it’s dark and Kid #1 is asleep, she takes me by the hand and lead me into the backyard. It is raining slightly – you’d barely notice you’d get wet it’s so light and fine a rain. And she proceeds to strip out of her clothes. I stare there dumbfounded. I don’t think our new neighbors can see her but fucking hell. Then, butt naked and smiling, Sally proceeds to get down on her hands and knees in the grass. Sweet Jesus.

“I thought we already fucked from behind?” I can barely talk. Sally looks back at me like I’m an idiot: “we did it standing. This is doggy.” She wiggles her ass to emphasize the point. I don’t need telling twice. We fuck there in the fine rain, trying not to make too much noise as I fuck Sally doggy-style, both of us naked in our backyard. She came first – of course she did with her fucking exhibitionist tendencies. But it doesn’t take me long after, grabbing onto her ass and squeezing as I push myself as I deep as I can go and fill her with my seed.

Sally never gets her first period in that house that month. Instead we find out we’re pregnant shortly after.

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