My Sweet Canadian Girl Ch. 15

"Oh God yes," I said a wide smile splitting my face as she straddled me. She fed me the fingers that had been inside her as she slipped my cock inside to take their place with her other hand. "I love you so much sweetie. I'm sorry for being an idiot before." I wanted to say more but her enthusiastic tongue filled kiss silenced me.

"I thought about it while I was upstairs and you're completely right. We can finish talking about it later my love. Right now I want to show you that I haven't forgot how to fuck," she said bouncing on my cock with increased vigor.

I didn't have to do a thing other than sitting back to enjoy myself. Cassie rode me like a woman possessed guiding her wet pussy up and down my pole. She didn't ride me like that nonstop because she knew it would have made me cum too quickly. When she did slow down, she wrapped her arms around my neck in one of her tight hugs that I loved so much. The feel of her soft breasts tipped with rock hard nipples smashed against my chest made me groan in lust. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close kissing her over and over again. Stopping for just a moment, I sat back and put on her favorite smile. In response she rode me hard again until she came and slumped against my chest shuddering in delight.

Having made my wife cum for the first time in several weeks filled me to bursting with pride. She was kissing me softly on the neck whispering her love from me into my ear before giving my earlobe a little nibble. Her skin was hot wherever it pressed against mine and her neck was within easy reach of my lips. I didn't get to kiss the pair of tiny moles that always drew my lips like flies to honey for long though. Cassie knelt straight up letting my hard cock slip from inside her and leaned forward to press her breasts into my face. She responded with a heavenly sigh when I took her nipple into my mouth where I bathed it with my tongue. My hands were high on her back keeping her breasts close to my mouth as I continued to lavish them with gentle kisses and soft caresses with my tongue.

The whole time my cock was throbbing in desperate need of another taste of her pussy. As soon as I touched her hips she turned to sit on the middle cushion, instinctively knowing what I wanted. I knelt with my knees right up against the arm of the sofa and my feet in the air. She used the index and middle fingers of her right hand to spread the pink petals of her pussy and giggled at the way I groaned in lust. I pressed my cock against my stomach as I lay down to keep from bending it painfully. She rubbed the supple skin of her inner thigh against my face risking getting it scraped by my unshaven weekend face.

I wanted to taste her and leaned forward to quench my thirst for my sweet Canadian girl. Cassie pulled her fingers away and offered them to my like an appetizer, giggling at the way I nibbled them. Her post orgasm pussy was already dripping wet giving me plenty of juices to sample. The sounds of her satisfied moans as I started to pleasure her were something I had missed immensely during our weeks of subdued lovemaking. In between deep licks that penetrated her lips I kissed all around her luxuriously soft mound. My tongue ring I used to its full potential dragging it against the sensitive folds of her drenched pussy. Her clit was the only place I showed any restraint at all but it was still enough to make her push my face away as she plead for mercy through trembling lips.

Cassie repositioned herself slightly so her head was resting comfortably on the over stuffed angled arm of the sofa. She smiled at the way I followed her waiting patiently as I kissed my way up her side and then made a sharp detour to suckle her intoxicating breasts before finally reaching her lips. I was careful not to let too much of my weight rest on her as we shared the impassioned kisses that had been absent for the past few weeks. My attempt to talk to her about our stagnant love life earlier had failed miserably. While it had been a frustrating experience, it was nothing more than a simple quarrel between a couple who couldn't be more in love with each other. Disagreements of any sort with Cassie are extremely rare which is why they tend to stand out in my memories.

Though I hadn't cum yet, I would have been content to lie on the sofa kissing my wife for hours on end. She eventually wanted me inside her again and I certainly wasn't about to argue as she guided my cock between her lips. I saw no reason to stop kissing her as we made love slowly so I didn't. Now that our sex life had been re-ignited I wanted it to last for as long as possible and for the first time in weeks Cassie was in no rush either. One moment she would be clinging to me with her arms wrapped tightly around my neck and the next was lying back her body squirming enticingly below me. Our two-week stay in Australia had left Cassie more tanned than I'd ever seen but I could still tell her face was growing flush with sexual excitement.

I pulled out soon after to make it last just a little longer. Moving behind her where I lay on my side with my back against the sofa, I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her close. It was the perfect position for sex on the couch. I could fuck her fast or slow and I could kiss Cassie on the cheek, neck, and lips. Even her breasts came within easy reach of my lips when she shifted around to lie flat on her back and lifted her inside arm to wrap it around my neck. I was so turned on that I started to fuck harder and harder until my cock slipped out of her pussy to rattle against her leg. Dangerously close to spilling my load, I quickly guided it back inside her. With a few final thrusts I came violently pumping her full of my seed and the first time in weeks, if not months, thoughts of babies didn't even cross my mind.

"The Dodgers just won," Cassie said while I was softly kissing her neck long after cumming.

"I didn't even notice the game was still on," I said lifting my head briefly to see that the game had indeed just ended.

"But you love the Dodgers. You must be happy that they won," Cassie said.

"I love you sweetie, the Dodgers don't even come close. I'm really sorry for what happened earlier," I said.

"No you were right. I know you love me more than your baseball team," Cassie said kissing me softly. "I let the sadness over what happened to Jay affect our relationship. Today is the first time we made love like a husband and wife should for far too long. This is how it's going to be from now on."

"No more morning quickies before work even?" I asked making her smile at the disappointment in my eyes.

"We can make an exception for that," she assured me. "There's going to be no more of this baby making time stuff though."

"But..."

"I still want to get pregnant," said giggling over my momentary expression of doubt. "We're going to do it right though. Constantly talking about it and taking all those pregnancy tests is putting unnecessary pressure on us. I just want to make love with you every chance I get and the rest will take care of itself."

"How are we going to know when you're pregnant if you stop taking the tests?" I asked. I was delighted with everything else she had said. How we'd know she was pregnant at last was my only concern.

"Oh I'll still take them but not you're not going to know about it until it tells us what we want to hear," she said laying her hand on top of mine which just happened to be resting gently on her smooth non-pregnant midriff.

"I promise I won't ask you about it then. I'll try not to think about it so much either but that won't be easy," I said.

"I believe you but I hid all the baby books while I was upstairs to help take your mind off it," she said smirking at me before placing a soft apologetic kiss on my lips.

"I bet I could find them if I wanted to," I said.

"You could but you won't go looking," she said confidently. "Our bed has a lot more room but having sex here was fun."

"Was?" I said twisting my semi erect cock inside her.

"You're right. We're not done here yet and there are plenty more rooms for us to make love in for the first time," she said her eyes burning with desire.

Cassie sat up and mounted me again bending her legs to keep herself close to me. We spent the whole afternoon making love on the sofa. When it was time to make a late dinner we cooked in the nude and ate that way too. She smiled at me when dinner was over and told me to come find here after allowing her a five-minute head start. I raced to the TV room when the five minutes was up and found it empty. The blanket we had fucked on was missing though and I knew at once that when I found it, I'd find her ready to screw again. It didn't take me long to find her in the downstairs bathroom lying on the floor with the blanket folded beneath her.

We began playing a daily game of hide and seek where she'd be waiting for me in a new location, naked except for the blanket wrapped around her. We fucked everywhere imaginable. The kitchen table, in every bathroom in the house, on each bed (though none was as comfortable as the one in our room), the garage where we fucked on the hood of her car, the patio while steaks for dinner grilled, and even the laundry room hidden in a little alcove under the stairs. They were all fun but sitting her on top of the washing machine and fucking while a load of clothes went through the cycles was uniquely pleasurable.

I held to my promise not to ask her if she was pregnant and even avoided thinking about it for the most part. She conditioned me to spend my whole ride home with my mind racing as the sexual possibilities ran through my head. Even our quick sessions in the morning were so charged with sexual energy that it took most of my drive to work to recover. I couldn't block it from my mind completely of course but the pressure I'd felt was gone. Instead of being constantly worried over the lack of a pregnant wife, I managed to lose myself in our recharged sex life.

A week later I was frantically putting the finishing touches on a special anniversary surprise when I heard Cassie arrive. I'd thought long and hard about making reservations at a fancy restaurant but had finally decided to create my own romantic experience at home. We were celebrating the day we'd secretly married without any of our friends or family knowing so I felt it was appropriate to remember that special day privately as well. That morning I had kissed her goodbye without hinting that I remembered what had happened one year before. She looked deep into my eyes and smiled wryly, letting me know that she knew I hadn't forgotten but was willing to play along.

The temptation to rush downstairs to greet her was strong but I resisted knowing the trial of red rose petals would lead her straight to me. Even when I heard her calling my name in a seductive voice I didn't budge from my place in our bubble filled tub for two. Around the edge of the tub scented candles were burning. They offered the only light in the otherwise dark master bathroom. To one side a box of her favorite chocolates and champagne glasses with a bottle of sparkling grape juice on ice sat waiting.

"Did you see the mess downstairs?" she asked smirking down at me from the doorway.

"What mess?" I asked stepping right into her trap.

"There are rose petals everywhere," she said giggling at the way my face reddened with my smile.

"Why don't you get in and I'll explain myself," I said.

"A nice hot bath does sound relaxing," she said as if she wasn't tempted to jump in like she was. She let her hair down from its ponytail and shook out her long honey blonde locks. The baby blue uniform she wore to work was loose fitting and easy to remove. She managed to turn it into a seductive dance giving me an erection that I discreetly stroked beneath the obscuring layer of bubbles that floated around me. The reserved white bra and panty set underneath turned me even more that watching her strip had. "Can you help with my bra please?" she asked looking over her shoulder at me with a bat of her beautiful blue eyes.

"I'd love to sweetie," I said moving down to the far end where she sat waiting. She held her hair out of the way and moaned when I kissed the nape of her neck softly. I couldn't resist sliding my hand around to rest on her midriff. I used my teeth to tug her bra strap off one shoulder and then the other before unfastening it from behind. My hands cupped her perfectly shaped breasts and began tweaking the nipples before she could finish taking her bra off.

"Thank you," she said tugging my hands away from her now slippery breasts. She stood up and smiled back at me knowing I was hers to command as needed. "I better take my socks off next," she said bending over with her knees pressed together. I watched her panties pull tight over her exquisitely shaped ass and felt like pinching myself over the fact that I made love to this incredibly beautiful woman basically whenever I wanted. The colorful rainbow striped socks she'd worn to work only added to her allure.

"My God you're so sexy," I whispered only to watch her stretch the sock taut against the back of her thighs and slide it up slowly until it lifted the cheeks of her ass. It drove me absolutely wild. I had to have her without further delay.

"Rick!" she squealed as I half lifted, half pulled her into the tub with me. She was still wearing one sock and her panties but I'd take care of that soon enough.

"Sorry," I said with an innocent shrug as she turned around in my arms to face me. "Happy anniversary sweetie," I added.

"And to think I thought you forgot this morning," she said with a soft giggle. "Happy anniversary Dickie. I love you so much," she said kissing me passionately.

Cassie saw the chocolates and substitute for champagne but she had absolutely no interest in them. She let me tug her panties off as we kissed and never slowed down even as I wrung them out before tossing them on the floor. The remaining sock was too far away for me to reach so I ignored it for now. Sitting in the middle of our double-wide tub gave her plenty of space to mount me facing me with her arms around my neck. All day I'd been looking forward to making love to my sweet Canadian girl and the feel of her pussy sliding around my cock easily exceeded anticipation.

With her brilliant blue eyes attempting to drill a hole right into my soul, she rode me slowly but with a raw intensity. Making each stroke of my cock inside her count, she maintained a steady pace while doing everything she could to enhance our lovemaking. One moment she would be kissing me passionately, stopping only to whisper that she loved me before pressing her lips to mine again. I absolutely adored her uniquely tight Cassie hugs and squeezed her back whenever she threw her arms around my neck gasping for air. She never clung to me for long, choosing to sit higher in my lap to let me savor her nipples or leaning back until her hair dipped into the water. The ends had gotten wet when I pulled her into the tub with me and soon it was entirely soaked, save for the crown of her head.

I waited until she was about to lean back again and warned her to close her eyes. She did as I asked, already giggling because she knew what came next. I dunked her completely under water and lifted her back into my arms kissing her through the maze of clinging honey blonde strands. She gripped my shoulder with her left hand and pushed her hair back from her face with the right. Her eyes were burning with a desire to fuck me hard and fast now. The water splashed around us accordingly and I did my best to guide her along the length of my shaft without letting my cock slip free of her body. When she suddenly sat down and began gyrating her hips in a circular motion I filled my hands with her scrumptious ass cheeks and fired my cock up into her.

It was my turn to set the pace now and I couldn't resist driving my cock deep inside her with every stroke. She kissed me brazenly when I climbed to my knees still fucking her, albeit much more slowly as I did. Her attentive expression told me she had no idea what I planned to do next but as long as it involved getting plenty more of my cock she didn't care. The water was too deep to lie down and fuck in so that limited our options quite a bit. After one last thrust, I lifted her off my cock and watched as she assumed a position on her hands and knees without any coaxing from me. Not only was it practical for making love in the tub, it was one of her favorite positions whenever she was in the mood to get thoroughly fucked. I slapped my sudsy cock against her slightly parted pussy lips until we were both relative clear of bubbles and fit the head inside her.

"Show me how hard you want it," I said slapping her ass. I refused to spank her hard enough that it would actually hurt but the fact that her skin was wet made it sound impressive for a change.

"I want it as hard as you can give it to me," she said in a fast, excited voice.

"I said show me. Fuck yourself on my cock," I said in a commanding voice I rarely used with anyone, let alone the woman who meant the world to me.

"This is as hard as I can go," she said heaving herself backwards onto my cock and literally bouncing back and forth on it like a sex-crazed vixen.

"Okay I'll give it to you just like that then," I promised.

"No I said that's as hard as I can go but I want you to fuck me harder if you can. Fuck me as hard as you can until we cum. Please Dickie, do it for me... on our anniversary," she said in a seductive voice that made anniversary sound like the dirtiest word ever spoken.

"Sweetie, I'm gonna to fuck you silly," I groaned as I began pounding into her from behind.

"Oh yes, harder if you can," she screamed in lust.

I love absolutely everything about Cassie but getting to see her naughty side that she saved just for me was always special. Bending low I kissed my way up her back smiling at the way she twisted around to kiss me the moment my lips were in range of hers. I could taste her pure love for me on her lips and felt her hunger for raw, raunchy sex. My next thrust made her gasp in delight and moments later she was hanging onto the side of our double-wide tub with a white knuckled grip. Her loud howls of pleasure echoed off the tub until it filled the room and left me grinning in pride.

The longer I fucked her the more frenzied she became until I was sure there had to be a few gallons of water on the bathroom floor courtesy of her wild thrashing. I didn't mention it because I knew she wouldn't be able to stop thinking about it until the mess was cleaned up if she noticed. Instead I touched the left side of her neck drawing attention away from the wet floor on her right and laughed at the way she playfully nipped my fingers. She rocked back on my cock to remind me my task of fucking her was far from complete yet.

Our frantic pace started to drain my stamina before either of us came. Cassie noticed me slowing down but also knew how hard I was trying to maintain the speed she craved. Her cries of 'harder', 'yes right there', or good old reliable 'fuck me' were slowly transformed into pleas for me to cum inside her. The change was subtle at first but soon enough her only words wer spent encouraging the man she'd married twice and would again a thousand times over to spread his seed in her womb where we prayed it would quicken. Seconds before losing control I pulled her off of her hands and knees allowing her just enough time to rotate around on my cock to face me before I squeezed her in my arms. When I started to cum it felt like I was crushing her but she kissed me so fiercely that I was able to relax knowing she loved every second of it.

We sat together in the middle of the tub holding each other as the bath water grew tepid around us. I would have sat there with her naked body in my lap forever but I felt goose pimples on her arms and couldn't rub them away no matter how hard I tried. Lifting her off of me for a moment, I let some of the cool water start to drain and began immediately replacing it with the hottest water I could tolerate. I heard movement in the water behind me and turned to see Cassie get out of the tub to grab one of several bottles of bubble bath she owned. Sitting back I gave her space to pour some in and helped splash the water around until we were surround by a thick layer of fresh bubbles.