I slept hard and woke to the first rays of dawn. I rolled on my side facing Frankie but she wasn't there. I heard her tinny voice over the baby monitor talking baby-talk to Mikey. I could hear him giggling in response. I pushed myself to the floor and went to the bathroom. From there I quietly climbed the stairs and stood in Mikey's bedroom doorway watching Frankie in a robe bent over the crib 'goo-gooing' Mikey. I made it halfway across the hardwood floor before she heard me. She turned her head to me and brushed her hair aside that had fallen across her face. She grinned at me as I pushed my naked body up behind her. I looked over her shoulder at the still grinning Mikey as I pushed my hands between the folds of her robe and cupped her tits in my palms and tweaked her nipples, which hardened to my touch.
As I looked down at my grinning baby boy, it occurred to me that if or when we talked about having another child, we would definitely have to consider the fact that Mikey was such a good baby and if the universe was inherently balanced and even handed, then our next baby would have to be the worst child imaginable.
My dick hardened and pushed against the small of her back as I pressed myself to her. Even with her robe preventing skin to skin contact she was aware of my state of arousal. I leaned in and kissed her on the neck below her right ear. She moaned and cocked her head to the side. I flicked my tongue in the same spot and she moaned again. She dropped her left hand off the crib rail and reached behind her and curled her fingers around my hardened shaft. She gripped it hard and moaned again as I flexed my cock against her hand.
I kissed her right earlobe and whispered, "I love you today." She giggled as usual when I said that. She turned her face to me and we kissed with passion and my cock surged harder in her hand. She started stroking it slowly as her breathing became ragged.
I dropped my hands from her breasts and traced my fingers down over her tummy to her pubic mound. She was sopping wet and she groaned hard when I touched her clitoris. Mikey grinned at the strange sounds that his mother was making.
Frankie dropped her face to the crib rail and pushed her robe covered ass back against me. I spread her robe open and pulled it to her right side and draped it over the crib rail. She took the opportunity to drag my cock across the bare flesh of her butt-cheeks. I returned my hands to her breasts. Frankie groaned again and Mikey grinned again apparently thinking that she was playing a game with him.
Frankie put her right foot on the bottom of the crib rail and put her weight on it, lifting herself as she pulled my stiff cock between her thighs and pushed it up under her as I moved forward. When she released it, the top of my shaft slid through her sex as she lowered herself. She whimpered when my glans grazed her clitoris. When she realized that she couldn't reach the floor with her left foot, that she would be hung up on my cock like a coat on a coatrack, she leaned her breasts onto the rail to take her weight and reached down her front and held my cock tight against her sex as I slid it forward and back. She whispered, "Oh my God, Baby. I'm so hot."
She pushed my glans back toward her pussy and I adjusted my angle to push myself into her. When she felt my glans push inside, she started to let out a scream but she squelched it immediately as she pushed a fist to her mouth. If she had let loose with her usual scream, she would have likely startled Mikey and he would have started crying.
I brought my hands down to Frankie's hips and held her in place as I started fucking her from behind. She was gasping for oxygen as she grabbed the railing with both hands and held on. She moaned and groaned softly as I maintained a steady pace. My momentum caused the whole crib to rock to the same rhythm.
Frankie could offer nothing to the action in her position. She was fine with it as her gasping search for air continued. After a few minutes, I felt her tension building as her moans increased in volume. She was going to cum soon and her moans were building to a crescendo and would likely turn to a scream any second. If that happened, we would likely be finishing this to the sobs of a crying baby.
Frankie whispered, "Fuck. I'm gonna cum, Baby." She reached down and grabbed a pillow that was shoved up into the corner of the crib and pulled it to her face as I felt her clenching pussy grabbing my cock. She screamed hard into the pillow just as her orgasm crested like a wave and crashed down on her. She was trying hard to add her momentum but she was pretty much trapped between my hips and the crib. When I added my orgasm to the fray, she screamed even harder into the pillow and Mikey wasn't grinning anymore.
I plowed my cock into her as hard as I could and Frankie pulled the pillow from her face and mumbled, "Oh my God, Baby. Give it to me. Fill me up. Oh Jesus." I shot long powerful blasts of cum into her and she trembled with each one. She was still clenching her pussy on my cock when I was done. We were both gasping for oxygen as I lowered my body to allow her to put her feet on the floor. Frankie rested her face on the rail and surged air into her lungs. I bent forward and put my face into the crook of her neck and shoulder and did the same.
Mikey examined both of our faces with a confused expression on his face. He didn't cry. He almost never cried. Our next child would most certainly be named 'Satana'.
I bent lower and pulled my softening cock from Frankie. She groaned when my glans came free. She turned around and immediately grabbed the sides of my head and began kissing me everywhere. Her robe fell back in place but she didn't try to pull it together. I slipped my hands inside and grabbed her ass and lifted her up to my face level. She threw her arms around my neck and drove her lips onto mine. We broke the embrace only to continue our search for oxygen. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I stepped back from the crib. I carried her down the stairs just like that.
The sun had cleared the tree tops and lit up the living room. It looked like it was going to be another hot, sunny day. When I set her on the bed, she unwrapped her legs but she refused to release my head as she rained kisses on my face. When she did pull back, she said, "I love you Jack." I kissed her lips softly and climbed over her to place my knees at her waist and gazed down into her eyes and then bent down and kissed her on the nose. She giggled and tried to get her lips on mine. I bent lower and pulled one hard nipple to my lips and then the other. She moaned from the contact. She had stopped lactating but her boobs were still fuller than they were before. As it turned out, they would stay that way.
I rolled off Frankie and went to the bathroom. When I returned, I was surprised to see Frankie at the foot of the bed with her left foot on the cross-rail using that leg to drive her hips up and down, dragging her wet pussy along the finely scrolled contours of the bedpost. She reached up and grabbed the post and using her left foot braced on the cross-rail, pulled herself up to a squatting position as she continued to rock her sex on the post. Her eyes were on fire again and my cock responded to her sultry gaze as she stared at it. She pulled her eyes from my cock and looked into my eyes and smiled as she waggled her ass, which was the only signal that was needed.
Last night, I had figured that she would be indisposed today with a wicked hang-over but she was anything but that. Her sexual needs were insatiable and I was determined that I would sate her. I moved onto the bed and pushed my thighs to either side of her ass. She followed me with her eyes as my cock slapped on her ass.
With her pussy still in contact with the bedpost, she lifted herself up so I could push myself under her. My legs fell over the foot and side of the bed on either side of the bedpost. She looked down over her shoulder at me and muttered in a low-pitched demonic voice, "Fuck my ass." I had read her signals correctly.
Frankie dragged her pussy along the bedpost again and in the process dragged her butt-cheeks along my rock-hard cock. I pushed my cock in to place and Frankie slowly dropped herself onto it. She had already smeared leaking cum and juices from her pussy around her rosebud so she was ready to go and didn't hesitate.
Frankie pushed herself down my shaft and groaned hard the whole way down. She didn't stop. She didn't even slow as she ground her ass into my pelvis when she hit bottom. She used her arms and legs to rotate herself around the bedpost and back again, taking my cock with her.
With my legs dangling off the bed and my balls pressed to the base of the bedpost, there was nothing I could do to add to the action other than pivot my hips forward and back, being careful not to crush my balls on the post. That did add something, but Frankie was in total control and she used her arms and legs again to pull herself up my shaft and then drop back down again, never breaking contact between the post and her pussy.
To get the angle right, Frankie had to pull her torso closer to the bedpost. This did two things: her clitoris was now dragging on the post and she was tit-fucking the post at the same time. Her hips snapped back a few times taking my cock with them. I guessed that she was reacting to her blood engorged clitoris riding on the post.
As strong as she was from our continuing workouts, I knew she was getting tired. I figured that she could probably continue like she was to get herself off on the bedpost, but I doubted that she would be able to continue long enough to get me off since I had so recently cum. I tried to help her by lifting her gorgeous ass as she pulled up my shaft.