The following weeks passed quickly. Paul and Anna got married and everything was perfect.
One evening, they were walking home. They had just gotten back from work. "So how have you been," Paul asked suddenly.
"Fine," she said, starring at the floor. "Just busy. Busy working and trying to get my degree." Anna kissed Paul and started stroking his lollipop.
She gasped and smiled at him. She started rubbing and playing with him. "I was hoping that maybe you could tell me..." she purred seductively.
He looked away, embarrassed.
"I can see it on your face, Paul. You wanted to f**k me," Anna laughed. "Is something wrong?"
"No..." Paul sighed.
"Why are you so embarrassed?" she giggled. "I'm not asking you to tell me, if that's what you were worried about. That's alright."
"No, it's not," Paul admitted, turning to look at Anna again.
He stared at her for another minute, then he finally found his courage to speak. "I just really wanna have s*x with you." "Really?" Anna questioned "I thought you wanted to wait until we were married once more." "My dearest wife, Anna, my half and significant other we are already married" he said teasingly. "Yes, I did, but now I don't wanna wait. We'll have plenty of time," Paul said seriously.
"Then let's go upstairs," she said seductively, grabbing his arm. "I'll make you forget about your troubles." "That sounds like a plan," he grinned. He followed behind her up the steps.
Once they made it inside he grabbed her and turned her around so she was standing in front of him, she pressed her hips forward and rubbed herself up against his hardening erection.
He ran his fingers down the length of her spine and gripped her arm firmly. He picked her up bridal style and carried her to his bedroom. They both kicked the door shut behind them, leaving their shoes lying carelessly on the floor.
Anna climbed onto the edge of the bed, straddling his lap. She leaned down and kissed him passionately as she slid her hand down to his c**k. She rubbed him gently with fingertips before circling it.
"You know, I haven't had this all day," he moaned.
"Oh?" Anna questioned.
"Yeah, you're pretty distracting."
She smiled and brought his c**k to her mouth, kissing it tenderly.
"Goodness, Anna, you're killing me right now," he groaned. "I gotta f**k you so bad." "Do it then," she whispered into his ear. Her voice was raspy and husky, sending shivers throughout Paul's body.
Paul removed Anna's clothing one piece at a time. After he pulled her panties off he ran his tongue along her slit. She moaned loudly when he sucked on her c**t. "s**t, Anna" he muttered. "You taste so fuckin' good, I'd die without tasting you again."
He continued to suckle on her c**t until she came undone. He then pulled his head away, licking his lips.
"Good boy," Anna smiled.
Paul crawled towards the middle of the bed and positioned himself on top of her. He took her c**t in his mouth and gently massaged it.
"Oh my goodness," she moaned, arching her back.
Paul continued to tease her p***y for another couple of minutes. It was so hot, he needed to c*m. He pushed two fingers inside of her p***y and rubbed her gussy. As she felt his fingers entering her, she tightened around them. She cried out loud as she climaxed for the second time.
Paul kept his fingers inside of her p***y as he came as well.
After they finished, they fell asleep cuddling up to each other.