Staircase

We have been married for over 5 years now. These past 5 years have been filled with hard work, dedication, romance and sex. The fruit of our hard labor was our brand new house, a mansion in the hill. It was a dream we both wanted to achieve and did so faster than anticipated. Of course, we were super happy about our new home. This was going to be a whole new experience for us.

In the car, on our way to our new house to live for the first time, my husband seemed to be pretty excited about it. Even more than I was.

“Larry, do you think this means we must have a baby now? We are in our mid thirties…” I asked, and his face of excitement vanished in a blink. “Is that what you feel we must do, Penelope?” He asked, his eyes fixated on the road before the car. “Only if you want to do so, then yes” I said honestly. I think that we had already accomplished our dreams as a couple and must have someone to look after the house when we’re gone.

“Think of the house. We need to give it to someone when time is due” I said, grabbing him by his arm. “That is true. But we just got the house. Let’s get settled first” he said as he parked in front of our new mansion. It was always a beautiful thing to see; we were in love with this house. “You’re right” I said, then kissed him on the cheek and got off the car.

We got into the mansion to see all our furniture had been already placed there by the movers. The house was looking good but we still needed to buy things to fill up the rooms; we had plenty of empty areas. “We need to finish this house before thinking about a baby” said Larry, inspecting that everything was in place. Probably my favorite thing about this house was the large staircase that received guests first thing as they walked into the house. It was grand and beautiful.

“We will have time for all that, I can assure you.” I said in a teasing way. “Why don’t you follow me to the bedroom? We need to check it out as well” I added, above my breath, then made way up the large staircase into the second floor. “Come on” I said, and my husband went after me like a hungry dog when their owner is about to feed them.

I got into our new bedroom, a large room with a queen sized bed that had brand new satin sheets imported from China, but not much else apart from a sofa and the closet. I sat gracefully on the bed then awaited for my husband while unbuttoning my shirt. Before long, he showed up in the doorway, shirtless and undoing his pants.

He walked towards me slowly as we both got undressed at our own pace, then when I lifted my face he stood before me, naked, one hand on his hard cock. I leaned forward to suck it, grabbed it gently and slowly swallowed it whole. I sucked the whole dick slowly, toying with his balls for a bit.

Then he pulled out of my mouth and pushed me on the bed, and finished removing my skirt. He got on his knees and busily started to finger me, making me wet in a matter of seconds. He was good at fingering, not even I was as good fingering my own pussy.

He got up and forcefully put his cock inside my pussy, and started to fuck me. He was never so forceful, but when he was, I enjoyed it the most. He continued to thrust into me as I moaned loudly, making me wetter by the second. Finally, he pulled out to slap my pussy with his veiny cock then, after a few strokes, left a gush of cum over my abdomen, then laid down to kiss me. “Welcome home” he said, and kissed me again.

The days passed by in our new house like a dream. It was surreal to live in such an opulent home. But we kept each other company, and it was good. However, things started to get dull after a few weeks, and we knew we needed to do something. We couldn’t just throw a party just yet, because we did not have enough furniture to party. One night during dinner, I decided to talk about it.

“Don’t you think we need something new, Larry?” I asked, while tasting the white cake we had for dessert, looking into his eyes. “Maybe. What do you have in mind?” He asked, looking at me carefully. “Baby” I said confidently. “That may give a spin to our lives” I added, and he looked at me attentively. “Probably so. Are you ready to have one?” He asked, then stood up and behind me to began massaging my shoulders. “I’m ready for anything” I said, finishing the cake. “That’s my girl and I know it” he said, then turned my stool to face him and held me up in his arms, kissing my neck as he walked out of the kitchen. “Let’s have a baby then” he said, walking over the staircase. I thought he would go up to our room, but he sat me down in the middle of the staircase and then began to undress. When he was down to his boxers, he began to undress me with rage, almost as if it was a race against the clock. Before long, I was naked with my legs parted open on the beautiful stairs, and he was fingering me, which made me gush.

“You’re gonna like this” he said as he held me up, and as I stood up, he held one of my legs above his shoulder, then dove his cock inside of me in a swift motion. He began to fuck me sensually, a position we had never done before. It was good, better than I expected. I was very wet and my legs felt like jelly, but he held me firmly.

“I’m going to come inside of you” he said as he continued to thrust into my now red, wet pussy. I could just moan because the pleasure was so high, I didn’t computer any other reaction. Suddenly, the thrusting ended and he let out a loud moan, which was extremely sensual to say the least, and I felt his dick spasm inside of me, a shoot of warm semen coming out of it. He pulled out and a bit of the semen came out of my pussy, but we knew it was okay.

“This should do it” he said, panting, the. Held me up to kiss me, and we made way to our room to sleep. “I love you” I said when we were in the bed, to which he replied with the same. “We’re gonna be good parents” he said, then we cuddled to sleep.