Wedding Cake

By: Kristie

Mikaela smiled at her husband of one year as she rinsed their dinner dishes and he put the left overs away. He's a very handsome man she thought.

"Do you know what we HAVE to do tonight for our first anniversary?" his blue eyes danced as he spoke standing with the freezer door open.

"What?"

"Eat our wedding cake."

"Oh, yeah."

He pulled the container out and she got two small plates. Using his muscular arms, he sliced one good size piece.

"Let's share this for now," he proposed and offered her a bite with his fingers.

She opened her mouth and took the cake. As she chewed, her face scrunched in disgust. He laughed at her and she playfully smasked a little of the cake across his mouth.

"Tastes like old, cold stale cake."

"Exactly," she said and sipped her water to rinse her mouth.

"Frostings OK," he declared and smeared a finger full across Mikaela's bare shoulder quickly followed by his tongue. "Quite tasty. Let's try lower."

"JC," she squealed but didn't stop him as he removed her shirt.

"Well, they certainly look appetizing."

She laughed at his _expression and sighed when his hands began caressing her. She moaned and kissed her husband hungrily. He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and nibbled it before he lowered his mouth to her left erect nipple. His soft lips teased the center before he sucked gently, then bit down slightly.

"Baby," Mikaela moaned with her fingers in his hair.

"I don't need the frosting."

He grinned against the bronze skin of her 5'8" frame and watched her lids cover her brown eyes in pleasure. He continued to suck her nippled and moved his hands to discard her jeans then her panties. Her hands pulled his shirt over his head then headed to remove his jeans. Quickly he stepped out of them and his boxer-briefs before roughly pulling her into him.

"Maybe I'll use some of the frosting on our happy friend," Mikaela grinned and reached for the cake.

"Nah-uh, he needs a different coating," JC stated, pushing her back against the counter and lifting her right leg to allow him a better entrance. Teasingly he rubbed his stiff cock across her wet slit then circled her clit.

"Don't tease."

"Do you need me, Mikaela?"

"Damn, baby....please."

JC teased her a moment longer before giving into her whimper and pleas. His slid was forceful, but not rought and she moaned as he complete her. She pulled herselft up to his face and wrapped her legs around his waist holding herself up by her arms around his neck. He held her hips as he thrusted up into her and both moaned in pleasure.

"Shit! I can't do this," JC groaned as her sweaty body nearly slipped out of his hands. Quickly he moved to the table and sat down on a chair.

Mikaela smiled and placed her feet on the lower rungs of the chair. She began a steady rhythm as she raised then lowered herself onto her husband's dick. He smiled at her aggressiveness and guided her faster as he thrusted up to meet her.

"JJJJJJJCCCCCC!" she screamed as her body shook from her powerful orgasm and her walls clamped down on his dick.

"Just a little.....UGH!" he called as he peaked and released deep within her walls.

"Mmmm...."

"Baby...."

Both were exhausted once they came down from their highs. Mikaela snuggled into his neck as he carried her upstairs to bed.

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