**Part 5, and there’s no revenge. I’m just doing one of those common sequel trope of the 80’s-90’s movies.**
***
“Hello, David, how dare you grace my humble abode,” Simon started. I was hoping Mary would answer the door as she’s the more tolerable of the two, but here stands Simon in his somewhat shiny bathrobe a corncob pipe.
“Well I —”
“Enough pleasantries, hand my granddaughter over.”
Simon gingerly clutched little Maribelle tightly. He’s always wanted a grandchild and how he talks and coos at her is enough to make me gag. Alice, Lanie’s older sister, decided to have her tubes tied when she hit 28 and Paul, her older brother, doesn’t look like he’s having much luck with the ladies. He spends a vast majority of his time holed up in his room playing MMO’s or MOBA, whatever those things are, and has gained a massive amount of unhealthy weight. The first time I saw him, 7 years ago when Lanie and I were dating, he was 350 pounds. The last time I saw him, during our wedding, he was near 400 lbs. I sincerely hope he turns his life around, but he’s 33 and it doesn’t look like he will.
“Come along my sweets, I have some candy for you!”
“Wait, she’s not old enough!” I called out as Simon disappeared into his little kingdom. Mary soon came up to me and gave me a short hug.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she doesn’t eat too much candy,” she said to me as she gave me a pat.
“I actually prefer if she doesn’t eat any candy. She’s a few weeks old!”
***
I’m sweating bullets during our drive home. I’m constantly on guard with Lanie sitting next to me and fixing her hair or looking at her nail innocently. No one looks at their nail innocently. I hit a red light and already I’m on guard and she made her move. Her hand floated on towards me and she undid my belt quickly and deftly, proving that her previous attempt was a ploy. I looked over to her and she grinned.
“Pull your seat back,” she said and I gulped hard. I hit the little switch on the side of the chair and my seat started to roll backwards until it was the length I was comfortable with. Comfortable enough that I can reach the pedal and, I guess, have her still suck my dick.
“Good, now slide your pants down,” she said in an stern, authoratative tone as she licked her lips. My pants went and fell, I picked it up and set it aside so it wouldn’t get lost. She slithered across the central console, took my cock out and proceeded to play with it.
“Honey, I really don’t —-”
“Bup bup bup, no talking. Keep your eye on the road, babe.”
“Our window’s aren’t tinted,” I reasoned but she wasn’t having it, “people will see.”
“So let them!” She answered with a laugh, “Mmm, let me enjoy this.”
She licked it from base to tip and stuffed it into her mouth while my dick is still soft. She twirled it around with her tongue and savored the feeling of it hardening while inside her mouth. She started bobbing and slurping as her hands cupped and massaged my balls.
“You didn’t come the other night,” she said, her voice alluring and seductive, “you must be brimming with semen. Your balls are heavy.”
“Just… just don’t… Honey, just don’t hurt yourself.”
The light turned green and I pressed on the gas slowly. She drooled on my dick and I could feel the warm liquid start to roll down, then she spreads it with her hands as she strokes it. Her lips wrapped around the head and she softly nibbled on it and it felt so good. I have to keep a vigil, I have to keep my eyes on the road, but her mouth is so warm and so good that it’s getting hard not to close my eyes and savor this moment.
She started moving but slow and sensual. I love it when she does this, it feels more intense than her simply hammering herself to and fro. But this also makes me want to close my eyes even more.
“Honey… that… dear god, just…”
“What’s wrong? You don’t like it?” she teased and I replied by pushing her head back down. She sweeps her golden hair back and to her left so, if I wanted to, I can take a view of her on my cock and she can observe me, I guess. She’s like a vacuum with her mouth, but at the same time she’s giving me a sloppy one. She cupped and massaged my balls, and she would often lick them and take them into her mouth. She licked under my shaft and head, nibbled on it gently with her teeth, and sometimes she would jus take it out to admire and rub it on her cheeks and lips.
We hit another light and she’s still at it, not even taking a break to readjust herself. I looked to my left and see a guy smiling as he looked at the event transpiring on his right. He gave me a salute and I could only awkwardly wave. The light went red and off we go again. As another red light impedes my progress, a woman, older from the looks of it, is on my right this time. She looked over and I can see her shocked face. She rolls down her window and started shouting, but my window is rolled up so I couldn’t hear anything. She’s mad, her face is red and I just shrugged at her.
I turned left and into the slow lane and I had to lean over a little and held Lanie’s hip steady so she doesn’t spill into the leg room. I hit another red light, what is with these red lights anyway, and I’m greeted by a pair of younger ladies. Early 20’s by the looks of it who just looked over with mouth agape. One of them licked her lips while the other slid her sunglass down to get a better view.
I can feel it coming and as I asked her to slow down she simply started moving fast. “Lanie, my love, if you don’t slow down it’s going straight into your throat.”
“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” came her snide remark as she went back in and tightened her lips and initiated her vacuum.
“Fine,” I growled a little and pushed her down and started shooting. I felt my thigh tense up, my leg stiffen and I had to really fight to not just slam on the gas and rear end the poor fella in front of me. I could feel my heart just pound in my chest as I tried to keep my composure. “Jesus, this is… intense,” I groaned as I shot more and more into her warm portal and she gave a surprised *Mmmph!* as my first thick rope splashed the back of her throat. She’s moaning and swallowing as much as she can. Finally, after what seems like 14 hard twitches from my dick,, I released her and gave a long, drawn out sigh. She kept sucking, making me shiver, as she tried to milk out the rest from my urethra then she dismounted with a loud pop.
She wiped the edge of mouth and sat down properly while putting her seat belt back on. “That was a really thick load,” she said as she wiped the lower edge of her lips, ” a lot too. I wanted to taste it but you just shot it into my throat!”
“Honey, I told you to slow down a little didn’t I?” I replied as I slipped my softening tool back into its nest.
“Yes, but you didn’t have to push me down. I really wanted to taste it!” She’s pouting as she crossed her arms over her ample chest. “It was so thick, I felt that it was coating my throat.”
“I haven’t ejaculated in a few weeks, that’s probably why it was thick.”
She turned to me, eyes wide with surprise. “You don’t masturbate?”
I shrugged at her, “I didn’t need to because you were always asking for sex. So the weeks before you gave birth I just didn’t release any.”
“Aww, you were saving up for me? Thank you, babe, I appreciate it! So, did you like it?”
I looked over to her and I just giggled. “It definitely is more intense, I’ll admit. We had a few audience give a thumbs up, and a one star from an angry soccer mom.”
She giggled with me then she kissed me on the cheeks and I just held her hands. “So, where are we going again? I’ve just been aimlessly driving in whatever direction I felt have the least people. I think I’m lost.”
***
Three months passed and I swear I can just feel this pressure in the house. Maribelle has been with the in-laws and I know exactly why. I tread around the house carefully, watching for signs and movement. I can feel my spine shiver and the hair on the back of my neck stand on end.
“There you are,” came her whisper from behind and I jumped up with a yelp. “How’s your workout? Was Amanda there? Hmmm?”
I haven’t seen Amanda in a very long time. The last time was a few weeks after Lanie confronted me about her. She told me she was moving a few states over, gave me a parting hug and a kiss on the cheeks. She also squeezed my ass and when I told my wife about it when I got home she just laughed at me.
“I knew she had a crush on you!” She said last year, “after getting to know you, who wouldn’t! You’re a handsome man, David Garrick, don’t ever forget that.”
“I’ve been thinking. I should go to the gym with you to, you know, get my body back.”
“Honey, that sounds wonderful. I think you’re fine the way you are but it’s up to how you feel.” I’m starting to feel at ease now and my the previous oppressive pressure has eased off from before.
“Great! Great. I think we should start working out now,” she said as she walked towards me a little bit, her thumbs twiddling around each other and she looked off to the side. She’s wearing her usual house attire of a tank top and shorts, and if she wanted to work out she is definitely in need of better shorts.
“Well I just got back from the gym, so tomorrow is a good time.”
“No. I think we should start working… out… now.” She prefaced her ending by gently jabbing me with he fingers.
Her hands went for my shoulders as she planted a kiss on me. Am I so naïve that I couldn’t catch what she meant! David, you ignorant fool! Do they have college courses on how to properly deceive someone? The look away was an obvious ploy to make it seem like she had other things in her mind, and the thumb twirling to look like she is nervous about something.
Her left hand gently floated down to my shorts and slithered in, cupping my balls and massaging it. I slid mine under her shirt and took her breast and started massaging it. She moaned into my mouth and then she nodded as she broke away.
She took her top off and dropped into a wide legged squat as she slid my basketball shorts off then brought my engorged penis into her warm mouth. She didn’t wait for foreplay this time as she went straight into it.
“I’ve been waiting for a long time,” she said breathlessly as she looked up at me and stroked my cock. “You’ve no idea how long I’ve been wanting this.”
“Honey, we need to wait a few more months if you want to get pregnant. I can’t come inside you tonight.”
“That’s okay baby, there’s something I’ve been wanting to feel. Just say when you’re close okay?”
I hoist her up to the counter and she scoots forward. I gently pulled her shorts down to reveal her lacy pink thong. I’ve always loved that thong, well I love all of her thong but this one is particularly more erotic to me. I pushed it aside and her beautiful mound greeted me. Her womanly scent, intoxicating as always, and I swear it has gotten a bit more intense since the last time I smelled it. It didn’t smell more, but my reaction to it, I guess, is a bit more receptive.
“It’s as beautiful as the first day I met it,” I said as I looked up at her. She covered her face as she smiled and I can clearly see her blush. I licked her southern lips and tasted her clit, then I parted it with my finger and I gently inserted two fingers. I pushed it in and out while licking her clit and she’s quite receptive to it. She’s moaning and hissing, licking her lips and grabbing my hair.
“Oooooh baby…. Ooooooh that’s good, just like that…… Mmph MMmph MMMPH!!”
Her legs quaked as she gripped my hair tightly. I ignored it and kept it up. “Ohhhh don’t…. ohhh don’t stop…. David, don’t fucking stop!” I wasn’t planning to, but I did.
She looked at me with this betrayed look in her face, “I told you not to stop, why did you—”
My cock went inside her and she immediately went cross eyed. I started out slow, she’s gotten tighter than I imagined. Her pussy walls eagerly embraced me as I slid in. “Oh god, oh god… keep going, faster David, you can go faster, I know you can. Please go faster, please! Please, daddy, go faster!”
I mean I’m technically a daddy, and her calling me that is gave me a kind of good feeling. I grabbed her hip, took her left leg and placed it around my hip and I thrusted in faster and faster. I’m looking at her face, watching her golden locks bounce around and her green eyes slipping to the back of her head in complete satisfaction.
I’m guessing she’s more sensitive now because she hasn’t had sex in a while because her pussy has been twitching almost non stop. Twitching and squeezing, it felt amazing as her walls tries to milk me. Her legs have been shaking almost non stop too and she has to hold onto me for support otherwise she’ll end up laying against the cupboards.
“Honey, babe, just…. just come inside me…. I was going to let you come on my face, but I’m too weak to squat on the floor. Too…. too much orgasmssss… fuuuck, David don’t let me go, fuuuck!”
“I can’t come inside you for another few months at least honey,” I said but she shook her head. I looked back and I decided to carry her to the couch. I continued fucking her there, she’s gasping and grunting in unison with my trust and when I got that pressure in my pit, I immediately pulled out and started shooting my load across her face. She giggled and softly laughed as my seed landed squarely on her chin, forehead and cheeks. I stroked my cock as more came out and she gasped in surprise.
“Oh wow, honey! You held back on that road head didn’t you?”
I put my cock back into her mouth and I let her slurp the rest out. She gathered what she could with her fingers from around her face and she started placing my semen into her waiting mouth.
“So sweet,” she sighed contently as she gave my dick a kiss. “You’re always so good to me my love, thank you.”
I laid down next to her and we embraced each other. I felt her warmth combine with mine, and we just slept there for a bit. I need to go and pick up my daughter, though, and I’m not looking forward to dealing with Simon.
***
“Look, I don’t understand why she can’t stay the night!”
Simon has been such a pain to deal with. Now that Maribelle is a few months older, and she has that adorable baby fat coating her now, Simon has gotten even more clingy to her.
I reached toward Maribelle and Simon has that betrayed look on his face when my daughter decided to reach for me. I took her into my arms and waved her hand goodbye to Simon.
“Say bye bye to grandpa! Say bye bye!”
“So when can I expect her again? Soon I would hope.” Simon has gone back to his typical oppresive self, one I’m quite used to dealing with.
“I’ll have to ask Lanie about it. I’ll drop her off again. No candy, period, if I find out you’ve been given her candy I’ll tell Lanie.”
“I most certainly will not be giving her candy of any kind! How dare you accuse me of such thing!”
“Look old man, I don’t want my daughter having diabetes, okay? Let’s work together and make sure she’s healthy.”
I guess he saw reason in that as he gave her golden hair a gentle stroke. “I see your point. I wont make another mistake. Speaking of which, I need to get Paul’s fat ass out of his room. Toodaloo!”
With that he vanished back inside of his home. What a weird old man. A minute later, I can hear shouts of protest coming. I’m not staying here a minute longer.
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