Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... smile.

Duke smiled to his wife in return and set her foot down and picked up the other to begin massaging it as well. Caroline smiled contentedly and closed her eyes as the pleasure from his manipulations swept through her. She was very relaxed at the moment. They both needed the hot bath to soak in after going at it like newlyweds themselves last night and most of today. To be honest, Caroline was feeling quite tender and perhaps a little sore. The hot bath water was doing wonders for that, as was her husbands strong gentle massaging hands.

“Did I tell you what Deeny asked me after Tom and Lee’s wedding?” Duke hazarded, causing Caroline to reopen her eyes and focus on him again.

“No, I don’t believe you did. What did she ask you?” Caroline asked.

“She told me that she loved the ring I made for Lee to give to Tom... and she asked if I would make her two more silver rings out of two old silver coins from her coin collection.” Duke informed Caroline.

“She wants rings? I’m guessing for her and Yvonne.” Caroline supposed.

“That’d be my guess too.” Duke agreed with a warm smile and a shrug.

“She said that she’d dig them out when she got home from the diner tomorrow.” He added.

Caroline smiled a contented and relaxed smile that verged on a sly grin as thoughts of utilizing their time alone. She let out a tiny little moan as Duke continued to work his strong hands on her delicate feet. The sly grin was growing because she had eased her own hand down into the ...

... tub beneath the bubbles to find his semi-rigid cock growing to attention. Apparently, Duke had similar thoughts as she.

She opened and gave Duke a smokey wanton look through half-lidded eyes and drew her bottom lip into her teeth. It was a look that meant exactly what she intended and exactly what Duke perceived it to be. This bath was over, it was time to get out and get dirty all over again.

“We DO have the house to ourselves... until tomorrow evening...” Caroline purred.

“Yes... yes we do.” Duke responded, lifting her dainty little foot up to his lips to kiss her sole.

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The drive from the motel in Kansas City to Helton was both interminably long and surprisingly short. It was short in that Yvonne’s mind had been anywhere but on the actual driving. Thoughts of her wicked abusive mother and the memories that she had in abundance would flash through her mind only to clash with the pitiable shell of a human she was now. While had it been anyone else, Yvonne would have felt sorry for them, but she was hard pressed to give any shit at all for her mother. Still though... it nagged at her conscience all the same.

Getting off the interstate and driving past the diner, Yvonne noted that it didn’t seem very busy this evening. A few minutes later she pulled up to her little bungalow and noticed that Deeny’s old blue Chevy was parked out on the front curb. A very warm smile spread on Yvonne’s face and a warm glow grew in her heart as she parked her car in ...