Lyon
Chapter 75

F**k me! What the f**k has happened to my life? My world has been turned upside down by females. I’m surrounded, out numbered and outgunned. I haven’t had a moment’s peace since I met my Angel and that’s no f*****g joke.

Not that I’m complaining or anything, but she’s like a whirlwind. She runs circles around me. The f*****g girl completely owns and consumes me; and if that shit isn’t bad enough, she brought in a ringer. F*****g daughters and shit. I’m pretty sure my life is never going to be the same ever again in this lifetime.

My once calm existence is a thing of the past. I’m now in a constant state of high alert; it’s enough to make a motherfucker lose his shit. I don’t think I’ve taken a calm breath since she put that little stick in my hand on the dance floor.

I’m not sure what other men do when they first hear those words. I mean it’s not like they’ve got a playbook somewhere out there with instructions on how the f**k to deal with your whole world being knocked the f**k off its axis. The fuckers around here thinks it’s funny to watch me come undone.

I’ve doled out plenty of threats for a*s kicking if they don’t f**k off and leave me the hell alone. My own crew, men I’ve ran with for years now think I’ve lost it. So what if I’m a little over protective have you seen the shit that’s going on in the news? I have and let me tell you that shit’s enough to make me want to lock my little family behind iron gates with twenty-four hour guards.

I brought up the idea to Kat and she called me crazy and went on about business as usual. Like bringing a baby girl into the world wasn’t cause for any sane man to want to take drastic measures. She treated all my ideas about her and the new baby’s protection like they were some cosmic joke or something.

Of all my naysayers she and her crew, which now consisted of mom and her hen pack are the worse. I asked both her father and mine how they did it. They’re men, they should know what the f**k I’m talking about.

Drake was a little more understanding but he didn’t have much to offer since he wasn’t there when she was growing up through no fault of his own. Daniel the pothead on the other hand was a lost cause. Everything was roses in his world.

His advice was to relax and enjoy it like that shit was going to happen. A boy would’ve been easier, a son I could teach to f**k somebody’s shit up but girls were like f*****g targets for the fuckwits of the world.

I have two assholes under my belt already and we all know I have no problem offing a motherfucker for messing with me and mine. But damn I can’t keep doing that shit. If I keep that shit up there won’t be a motherfucker left standing.

I personally think it’s best if I keep my little family secluded, that way no one gets f****d up and I can keep my hands clean. The only option I had was to keep them as shielded as it was possible for me to but that too was laughed to scorn.

It seems everyone thought I was going overboard, that I was taking shit way too far but they didn’t understand what was going on inside my head. They didn’t understand what it meant to deal with a woman like my wife.

Since she came out of that shell she’s been like a runaway train. And now I have my mother and hers on my a*s about shit because she tells them damn near everything, and then they come to me with their fuckery, sticking their noses in my damn business.

Kat can talk all the shit she wants to but she’s not allowed outside after dark without me and she can’t go anywhere that I don’t know about. She sure the f**k doesn’t take our daughter anywhere after dark without me, which almost never happens anyway unless we’re at my parents or hers.

She has a list of rules that she pretty much tries to ignore until I spank her a*s and drag her back in line. Only then do I have some peace and quiet. At least for a little while until she starts her shit again.

We’ve settled into the whole parenting thing pretty easily too, which is a relief, because for a while there I thought I really was going to lose my shit. Having a baby is about the scariest thing I’ve ever done in my life but I’m getting used to it now, well sort of. I still have moments where I’m not sure what the f**k!

***

“Colt, hurry before Caitlin wakes up.” Her horny a*s is busy pushing back against me trying to get my c**k all the way inside her. I was more interested in teasing her with the piercing in my c**k head as I ran my hands over my stamp of ownership that covers her back.

She’s nice and wet just the way I like her because I’d just sucked on her little kitty until she filled my mouth with p***y juice. It’s fun getting her even more heated up; she does crazy shit when she’s beyond gone.

I teased her wet opening, my c**k juice mixing with her own sweet honey. My engorged c**k head looked like a monster when I held it against her little slit that was now all pink and dewy. I tapped her clit with my c**k one last time before deciding it was time to get down to it.

“Hold on tight babygirl this is gonna be hard and quick.” I slammed into her and she screamed into the pillow. I haven’t really f****d her hard and deep since she had the baby, even though she begs for it.

It feels kinda strange f*****g the mother of my child like a porn star; but she pulled a fast one on me with the shit she wore to bed last night. The red lacy bit of fluff she’d had on had barely made it five minutes after she sauntered into the bedroom all smiles.

She got the nailing she’d been begging for and then some. Now we were on to the encore. She’s been begging for weeks for a rough ride and I’ve been holding off. I should’ve known something was up when she came back from shopping with Carol and wouldn’t let me see all the shit she’d bought huh; Xmas presents my a*s.

***

THE NIGHT BEFORE

“Kat what the f**k are you wearing?”

“You like it?” She posed in the bathroom doorway, her a*s hanging out of some type of one-piece thing that showed off her milky tits and her perfect a*s.

“Get your a*s over here.” My c**k was already leaking when I started stroking him. My mouth watered and longed to get on her tits. She grinned and ran to the bed jumping on me.

“Hmm” She licked the pre cum off my c**k head while fondling my nuts. I played with her hair as she took me in until I hit the back of her throat.

“My Angel.” F**k I love this girl. I let her have her fun sucking my c**k and teasing my balls until I needed the taste of her in my mouth. Slapping her a*s hard got her attention until she turned around and put her p***y right over my tongue.

I spread her open with my thumbs before sucking her clit ring into my mouth and tonguing it. She hummed around my c**k and pushed her sweet hairless p***y harder into my mouth.

Her juices were sweet as I licked inside her walls as deep as my tongue would go. Still one of my favorite things, having her f**k my face. The way she loses control always makes me feel ten feet tall.

After that I’d f****d her hard and deep tearing the sheets off the bed. It was the first time in months that I’d been that rough with her. We stayed up all night f*****g like minks because my girl is a freak, once she gets going you can’t turn her off.

We even brought out some of her toys to play she hasn’t had her p***y and a*s plugged full at the same time in a long while. That gets her going for sure when I’m balls deep in her p***y and a*s f*****g her with the lifelike ten-inch c**k.

It took me about six or seven rounds to fulfill her greedy p***y before I took her into the shower and cleaned us both up because she was too boneless to even stand up straight.