Shower Sex for Father’s Day

My love is raining down on her, while my cum is flowing into her as she’s tied up to the faucet!

This is a bonus follow-up story to Daddy’s Home, by Jules Marie.
You don’t have to have read the book to enjoy this story but if you want to, get it here!

Spencer:

I love being inside my wife’s tight little ass hole.

Right now, I’m opening it wide with my cock, stuffing it full and stretching it out, while her wrists are handcuffed behind her back.

She obviously loves it too, because she’s cumming all over my hand as I play with her clit.

“There you go,” I tell her, as she gasps and moans out my name. “Cum for your Cop husband. Cum like the slutty little wife that you are.”

“Oh, yes, Officer,” she groans. “I feel so good. Oh, yeah. Ooooohhhhhh.”

Looking down at her big ass cheeks bouncing around while my cock goes in and out of her ass hole is enough to make me start to cum, too.

My cock pulses and throbs inside her before my seed comes rushing out.

“Now look what you’re making me do,” I grunt, as I continue to shoot my load into her perfectly tight little ass hole. “I’m cumming. And you’re so slutty that you’re letting me put it in your ass hole, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Sir,” she says, sounding pleased with herself.

That gets me riled up a lot more. Because there’s something about her that makes me weak, and there always has been. Right now, she makes me empty my cock inside her, but every time I see her, my heart flutters, my palms get sweaty and my cock hardens.

That’s why I had to come back and marry her. And it’s why I want her to have so many of my babies that we could fill up a big house full.

I feel the need to dominate her and be in charge in the bedroom or else I’m afraid that she’d have me wrapped around her finger, or sitting in her lap purring like a cat.

So, once I pull my cock out of her pussy, I proudly look at the cream pie I left in her, as evidence that I love to mark her as my own, and then I tell her, “Okay, time to shower, where I just might take you again.”

“Yes, Sir,” she says, with that submissive sound in her voice that I love so much.

I keep the handcuffs on her and lead her over to the bathroom that’s connected to our Master Suite. We are still being a little quiet, so as not to wake Spence or Melissa, but it’s in the back of the bedroom so we’re pretty safe. Plus, the water will drown out the noises of what I plan to do to her next.

“Bend over,” I tell her, as I position her ass up high, even though that’s not what I want anymore, since I’ve since had it. Still, it never hurts to see her perfectly plump ass cheeks, with my cum right in the middle of her little hole. “Because I’m going to put a baby in you.”

She doesn’t say anything as I fasten her hands around the faucet. I know she likes being tied up so I wonder if something’s wrong.

“What do you say?” I prompt her.

“Yes, Sir,” she says.

I clear my throat and tap the handcuffs, as if to remind her of what we’re doing here.

“Yes, Officer,” she corrects herself.

“That’s more like it,” I tell her, pleased with her obedience now.

I take some soap and wash off my cock, her pussy, and, regrettably, my creampie from her ass hole.

Then I grab ahold of those big ass cheeks of hers and slap one of them.

“Are you ready for your cop husband to put another baby in you?” I ask her.

“Yes, Officer,” she says.

“Good girl,” I tell her, but I spank her other ass cheek anyway, loving to see the red welt that shows up, displaying my handprint on her white skin. “What a slutty little wife I have.”

My dick is nice and hard for her again already. I plunge it into her wet, warm pussy hole and grunt because it feels so good I just want to nut right here, right now. But I don’t. I hold back, squeezing her ass cheek with one hand while reaching around and grabbing ahold of one of her breasts with my other hand.

“Mmmm,” she moans, so I massage her breast while I spank her ass.

“That’s right, moan for your cop husband, my slutty little wife,” I tell her, as I slap her ass and fuck her nice and hard.

The water is pouring down over her tits as they bounce around under the water, and it’s the sexiest sight ever.

“Oh, I feel so good,” she says breathlessly. I can tell she’s trying to be quiet but that it’s hard because she wants to cry out in pleasure. “You’re going to make me cum.”

“Yeah, cum on your cop husband’s cock,” I say, using both of my hands to pull her back towards my cock even more.

I’m holding onto her hard so that she doesn’t slip, because she’s going to town as she juts her ass back onto my dick, letting it plunge in and out of her pussy while she slides all around on it.

I’m stuffing her so full and filling her up to the brim. As I look down at her pussy hole, I’m not sure I’ve ever seen it stretched so wide open as it is around my cock right now.

“Oh, yeah, oh, yes, Officer,” she moans.

That really does it for me. I can’t help but push my cock even further into her hot little cunt, feeling it enveloped in her sticky, wet warmth as I start shooting my load inside it.

“I’m filling you up with my seed,” I tell her. “My cock is deep into your pussy, shooting its cum into you. I’m going to put my baby inside you.”

“Yes, Officer,” she says, and her tone of voice sounds a little hesitant so I jut my cock further inside her, slapping her ass as I give my final thrusts.

For good measure, I reach around and play with her cock, so that she can cum one more time right along with me.

“Oh, yes,” she moans, as my fingers trace circles around her hard little bean. “Oh, yes, put that baby in me, Officer.”

Now we’re talking, I think, as I hear her squeak with pleasure, as if trying to contain her excitement and not yell out like she sometimes does when we’re alone. I know I’ve got my wife feeling nice and good now. She’s like putty in my hands and I can make her do whatever I want.

And what I want is another baby, I think.

Except that once I’m done nutting into that hot little cunt of hers, I can’t help but wonder whether she really wants one, too. Or was she just agreeing so enthusiastically by the end because I was making her cum so much?

“That was hot,” she says, as I take my cock out of her pussy and being soaping us up all over again.

“It sure was,” I agree, lathering both of our bodies up and then washing her hair for her.

She loves when I do that, and I like it, too. It’s a tender and sweet gesture that shows how much I want to take care of her and her little family, which is continuing to expand.

Jasmine smiles as I finish up and then kiss her on the head. She looks happy, and I tell myself that her seeming initial reluctance to agree to another baby was just in my head. Or maybe she’s worried about having to deliver another baby- I know that part is no fun!

Of course, the whole thing is no fun, and I certainly wouldn’t want to have to be pregnant for nine months. So, I’m sure it’s just the trials and tribulations of pregnancy she’s worried about, even though she does want to expand our family. I’ll have to be more understanding in the future.

I turn off the water and take off her handcuffs. Then I get out of the shower, towel myself off and then wrap a towel around her. I swoop her up into my arms and step out of the shower with her, carrying her back to our bedroom.

“It’s like I’m your baby, too,” she says with a giggle.

“You’ll always be my baby,” I tell her, and then we kiss.

I lie her down on the bed and put some clothes on– right in time, it turns out, because then I hear Melissa start to cry.

“Crap,” Jasmine says, covering up her breasts, which are probably starting to leak at the sound of the baby crying.

“I’ll get her,” I tell Jasmine. “You just lay here peacefully.”

“Thanks,” she says with a smile.

I go into the nursery and scoop up Melissa into my arms, much the same as Jasmine was a moment ago. Except that Melissa is so much smaller and lighter that the feeling of her in my arms almost makes me melt.

“You’re okay, baby girl,” I say, as I smile down at her.

She gives me a sleepy smile of her own in return.

“Yeah, you were just having a bad dream,” I tell her. “And you might be a bit hungry. You need a bed time snack?”

She smiles up at me as if to tell me yes.

“Yeah, your daddy’s got you,” I tell her. “And your mommy too. Don’t worry. You’re safe in your daddy’s arms. And soon you’ll be nestled in your mommy’s, so that you can eat!”

As if understanding me, she lets out a little yelp.

“Okay, let’s get you fed, baby girl.”

I carry her into our bedroom and place her on Jasmine’s chest.

“Thanks,” she says, as she begins to nurse her.

“No problem. Thanks for giving me such a great Father’s Day.”

And maybe another baby! I think with excitement.

“You’re welcome,” Jasmine says. “I’m glad you had a good one.”

As I watch her feed her our baby with a pretty smile on her face, I know that I truly am the luckiest man alive. Once Melissa is done eating, I pick her back up and walk around the bedroom, settling her down while Jasmine drifts off to sleep.

“Both my ladies are resting peacefully now,” I whisper to Melissa, who is fading herself.

I carry her back into her nursery but her head juts up with a start once we cross the threshold, as if she knows she’s not in the same room as her mom anymore.

“It’s okay,” I tell her. “Daddy’s still here with you.”

I sit down on the rocking chair that’s in her room and rock her gently, humming a little song to her. I even make up some lyrics to it and sing them softly.

Close your eyes, sweet little child, daddy’s here, and loves you so.

Soon she’s fast asleep, and I put her into her crib without her waking up.

“Good night,” I whisper, taking one more moment to look at her sleeping soundly in her pink little pajamas that are covered in flowers.

I peek in on Spence one more time, and he has a little smile on his face, as he’s undoubtedly dreaming happy things.

Then I go back to the master bedroom, where I find Jasmine sleeping soundly as well. I smile down at her before getting into bed beside her.

As I wrap her in my arms, she stirs slightly, smiling and saying, “Good night.”

“Good night, my love,” I tell her, as I pull her against my strong chest and hug her tonight. “I love you.”

“Love you too,” she mumbles, in her sleepiness.

I love to sleep while snuggling with her, and I never want to let her go. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with her, and to have another baby with her. I love the two children we have so much, but there’s room in my heart- and arms- for more.

When it comes to my life with Jasmine, I can never get enough.