Marshall and Misty excuse themselves. We know Marshall needs a cold shower to make it through the doctor’s appointment. It would not surprise me if Misty needs one too.
Smiling I ask my wife, “Where are the babies?”
Kathryn displays a sexy grin and says, “They are both asleep, Misty asked if I could take care of MJ through this evening. She wants me to try to give him formula. She brought it over in the diaper bag for him. The only problem she has is she does not produce enough milk for MJ.”
Stepping closer to me, Kathryn begins to rub my chest, “I think will have time while the baby sleep for a quickie.” Kathryn flashes me a mental image of herself, on the bed with her ass in the air face down and biting a pillow, as I am behind her giving her in orgasm. She asks, “Can you make that happen?”
With a smile I say, “I am pretty sure I can do that for you. Are you sure, you can hang onto the pillow? We do not want to wake the babies.”
Giggling Kathryn says, “You worry about your part, I will worry about not biting through the pillow.”
Kathryn and I run halfway up the stairs, and tiptoe the other half not wanting to wake the babies. We close our door, and I look at the sleeping babies cuddled together in Amanda’s crib. I know the two of them will be happy together, best friends until their sexual urges alters their relationship, them becoming lovers, then husband and wife. Then Marshall and I become father in-laws, grandparents to the same grandchildren, and best friends through it all.
Kathryn clears her throat, waggles her ass at me, I get a devilish idea and grabbed my camera from my desk, Kathryn’s eyes are wide until I turn to the crib, not wanting to use a flash I turn it off, and take a picture of the two babes as they sleep. Sitting the camera aside quickly, I strip almost in the two steps it takes me to get onto the bed. Kathryn grins at me, not wanting to disturb our children she thinks, (for a moment there, I thought you are going to take a picture of me.)
As I rub, my drooling cock up and down Kathryn’s labia ensuring that I bump her clit gently. Kathryn is as wet as she was last night. She grabs the pillow and moans into it, in her mind I hear her think, (stop teasing me I need it now.)
My mental reply, (yes my love, I need you too.) I find her opening and it is already grasping as I begin slowly pushing into her, halfway in, and Kathryn pushes back hard taking me all the way to her cervix.
Kathryn moans into the pillow, her mind screams, (fuck me now, hard and deep I want to cum fast.)
I pull out and push back and quickly, but not quick enough for Kathryn she pushes back meeting my thrust and speeding the rhythm. The rhythm is so fast I know I will not last very long, I feed my sensations into Kathryn and she immediately quivers.
Giving Kathryn my body’s pleasure connects our minds and our bodies. I can feel how my cock stretches her, how good that feels to her, how her G spot tingles, how her cervix needs to be bumped and rubbed. Now with each stroke I rotate my hips at the bottom, Kathryn’s pleasure nearly doubled. I almost come from feeling how good it feels for her. Less than a hundred strokes later Kathryn is screaming into the pillow, I pushed my energy into her G spot, and cervix each time I make contact.
Even though the rhythm is very fast I found that I could hold back wanting to heighten her pleasure. However, it has been a good five minutes and Kathryn has been in orgasm nearly three of that. By this time, sweat drops from our bodies, the sound of us slapping together encompasses the room, Kathryn is howling into the pillow that is doing an adequate job of muffling her.
I cannot hold back any longer and I give Kathryn all the sensations of me having my orgasm, Kathryn quivers falls forward thrusting into the mattress, I follow her not wanting to be pulled out. Even though her hips now are in the wrong position, I still managed to stay within my wife. I explode as we both thrust forward with each pulse I produce, Kathryn spurting with each of my spurts.
I am supporting my weight on my elbows, still wanting to linger inside my wife as her cunt milks the last of my cum from my cock, it twitches with each pulse Kathryn gives it. Kathryn’s breathing is hard and fast too, we have just took first place for the sprint in our sexual Olympics.
Once our breathing normalizes, I kiss her neck and shoulders, before I reluctantly pull away. Kathryn rolls so she can face me giggles and whispers. “So that is what it is like for a man to have sex. No wonder you love it. It is like my orgasms all at once, each spurt of your come feels like one of my orgasms.”
She reaches her hand up to my face, a devilish grin place a crossed her beautiful face. In her mind, she shows me a fantasy. Kathryn holds me tight as she lays on her back, we are in the missionary position with her legs wrapped around me, and her hands play across my back. We are making love slow and gently just feeling each other close. Whispering she asks, “Could you do that with me even when were old and gray?” Her mind again flashes an image much like the first, except her hair is white and mine very gray, our skin is covered in wrinkles and it looks like were in our eighties.
I kiss her and whispered her my answer, “I do not think they will ever be a day when I am actually tired of you. I do not think they will ever be a day when I do not want you more than I want to breathe, even when were older than that.”
Kathryn giggles, and whispers again, “Of course, you are right my husband.”
Moving over Kathryn, she throws her legs wide as I settle between them. This time we make love slower, with lots of passionate kissing, we do not need to cum it is just about filling completed, the sensation of each other so close, to enjoy the touch of the other. After about fifteen minutes, we realized that Amanda and MJ would probably wake in less than an hour. Kathryn pulls me back to our bathroom, in the shower she jumps into my arms and we finish our lovemaking session bringing each other to orgasm before we wash.
When we do not smell like sex, we can smell where and how strongly the house smells from our activities. The odors in the elevator nearly had Kathryn and I snatching our clothing off again, if it was not for the fact we were very sated from our activities so far this morning and last night.
We bring down the bed clothing, which smells so strongly Kathryn was biting her bottom lip again. In the laundry room I pull her close, and warn, “If were not careful will have those twins and nine months. I want to enjoy you for at least another year before we think of knocking you up again. I love our kids, I will love making them, but I want to practice a little while okay?”
Kathryn smiles into my face and says, “The Doctor says there is a minuscule chance of me getting pregnant for another month or so, but we took the precaution of using the injected birth control. I will have to go back every two months for another injection.”
I pull Kathryn back up into our bedroom, and we cuddle on our couch waiting for the laundry. We watch Amanda and MJ sleep; even at two months old, they seem to sleep more than anything else. As Grandpa Charles, Charles Sampson, says, “The more they sleep the faster they grow.”
I can tell Amanda is growing very fast right now. When she is awake, she seems to have a little better control of her arms, and her legs, I see her sucking on her toes, and marvel at how flexible she is. She is getting stronger too; she can set up with a little help, she can grab onto my fingers and hold on to them until she is setting up right. Although she is still unstable, her core muscles are getting stronger by the day.
Certain things about her personality are already developing. She does not like to wear yellow, when Kathryn dressed her into a yellow dress Amanda would cry, we knew she was not hungry or wet she just did not like the dress. Most every other color she seems to like, although she does prefer blue. I was trying to get a picture, of my three girls on Amanda’s one-month birthday. Sam wanted to wear her favorite yellow dress, and Kathryn wanted all the girls to match. Unfortunately, Amanda had other ideas, it took a while but we figured it out. Although in different colors, the three dresses were alike enough that the photo is one of my favorites of the girls so far.
Sam and Crystal love their sister, and if we would let them, they would try to take care of her all by themselves. However, it does not go to changing diapers, especially when it is stinky diapers as the girls call them. Other than that, the three sisters love to spend time together. It is fun watching Amanda get excited when she sees Sam or Crystal looking down at her. I am not certain if Amanda recognizes her sisters, or just realized they will pick her up. Amanda seems to be in someone’s arms more than in the crib, awake or asleep.
I knew if Mom would be here, Amanda would be in her arms. Mom was taking care of Amanda as much as she does Sam and Crystal. She spoils my three girls every chance she gets, as do Helen and Michael senior. Occasionally it is hard to keep track of where my children are, Helen and Michael senior will occasionally take them home with them. Feeding Sam and Crystal is not a problem for Helen, and she will take Kathryn’s milk from the fridge for Amanda.
Come home to find all three of my girls cuddled against Helen and their aunts along with Cindy, with Amanda in her arms in the Edwards living room. Alternatively, their Aunt Kara’s home would usually be the second-place I would check to find all the girls, along with her grandmother and aunts. Helen would smile up at me, but the four girls would be sound asleep.
Occasionally Michael senior and I would take the opportunity, to work on a project together. With us moving, we decided to hold off on the purchase of the horses, but we did finish the horse barn. The main thing we worked on together was a playbook to give to the new coach taking over for Michael senior. We will share with the new coach what we practiced with the football players he will have to work with. If the teams new coach, will use some of the same plays it may make it an easier transition for him and the team.
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