Saying the words

That Sunday, Darren didn’t push Helen. She was relieved about this. She was feeling **** and she just wanted to indulge in pleasure so she didn’t have to worry about it. She even dragged Darren out of the house so they could buy some groceries. She thought he was going to fuck her in the supermarket at one point and she may well have let him but had just been messing about. Still,m the idea of fucking in front of all those people was very exciting even if it would have probably got them arrested.

Their afternoon was nice enough. She cooked a nice meal and they ate together. She spent most of the time she wasn’t doing something or actually fucking with his cock in her hand or her mouth and they hung out.

The following morning she awoke to find Darren getting ready for work. She quickly realised that for a good part of the day she was going to be on her own so she called Kat and headed over for a workout.

She kept her worries to herself as the two women chatted away. As she drove back to the flat she wondered what Maisy and Mike were up to. She considered going round to see them but decided it was probably not a good idea. She worried about what she would do if she found them at it again.

She distracted herself by straightening up the flat and cooking. When Daren got in he greeted her with a big smile. He grabbed her arse and pulled her close as he kissed her and she felt some of her troubles melt away. “Let’s eat first before you get me all worked up,” she said as she pulled him towards the small table.

“I spoke to my boss today,” Darren said while eating. “I told him I’d be taking my last few days as holiday. Honestly, I’ve been pretty shit at work since I handed in my notice so I think he was glad to see me go.”

Helen was relieved. She didn’t want to be left alone with her thoughts. “That’s great news. More Darren for me.”

Darren put his fork down and wiped his mouth. “You know it baby,” he said as he walked over to her and held his hand out for her to stand up. He held her close to him and said, “I love you.”

Helen averted her eyes from his, “Darren, I know you want me to say it but…”

“Come on, you promised me you’d try,” I know you don’t mean it. I just want you to say the words. Preferably with eye contact,” he said as he pulled her chin so she was looking at him again.

Helen blushed. “I love you,” she said. It was **** and awkward. Darren laughed and she did too. “Sorry,” she apologised.

“Naa, it was great. Come here.” He kissed her and he felt her melt a little in his arms. “Try again.”

“I love you.” it was a little more natural this time if not believable. They kissed again, longer this time and Darren’s hands were beginning to touch her body. His hand slid between her legs. She wasn’t wearing panties and his fingers found her ever-ready cunt.

“Again,” he urged close to her ear, his voice low and insistent.

“I love you.” Her voice was now tinged with lust and her words sounded almost genuine. Helen was eagerly pulling at his clothes to get his cock out. She succeeded and dropped to her knees to suck it.

He stopped her before she began. “One more time,” he said with a smile.

Smiling back and her blue eyes fixed to his she said “I love you,” and slid his cock into her mouth.

He didn’t make any other requests during that session. Helen had ended up finding the whole thing amusing. It hadn’t been as egregious as she had feared and if anything, it added a little spice to things.

That evening as he fucked her doggy style on the bed, he asked her, “Keep talking. It really turns me on when you talk.”

“Ha, you want me to tell you what a good job you are doing?” she panted, looking back at him.

“If I am doing a good job.”

“Don’t play coy, you know how much you make me cum.”

“Maybe. That doesn’t mean I don’t like to hear about it.”

“You want me to say how much I enjoy your big cock?”

Darren thrust into her extra hard in response. “How much do you enjoy it?”

“I love it. I love how your big, beautiful dick feels inside me,” she groaned. It makes me feel so full.” His thrusts were getting harder, making it harder for her to think as his dick slapped against her deepest parts. “You are so fucking good. You’re the best, ah, fuck me.”

He pulled her up so her back was arched and held her there by her throat. He tilted her head towards him as he leaned over and kissed her. “I love you,” he said breathily in her ear.

She knew what he wanted to hear. “I love you too,” she moaned.

“Yea?”

“Yea baby. I’m going to cum again.”

“Keep saying it,” he said as he let go of her.

“I love you. I love you. I love you,” she canted repeatedly until she couldn’t speak as she came and he filled her with cum again.”

Darren pulled out of her and she fell onto the bed. He lay next to her and she shuffled over to him, put her arm over him and went to sleep.

The next day she woke up with the feeling of Darren’s cock between her legs. She automatically shifted her hips so he could put it in. “Uh, wow, what a way to wake up.”

“Morning beautiful,” said Darren reaching around her and squeezing her breast.

“I like being called beautiful.”

“You are beautiful.”

“What should I call you?”

“Sir?” he suggested jokingly.

“Mmm, yes sir. Work that dick inside me, sir. Squeeze my titties, sir,” she giggled. “I kind of like it. What about daddy? I hear the girls in porn say that sometimes.”

“Ooh, I like that,” Darren said with a firm push from his hips.

“Oh really? You want me to call you my big dick daddy?”

“Yea beautiful.”

“Fuck me, daddy. Use your big dick on your beauty. Let me feel daddy’s dick deep inside me.”

Darren leaned over and kissed her. “I love you beautiful.”

“Love you too daddy.”

Because they had time, they didn’t rush. They had lazy sex all morning. Darren would keep getting her to say the words. They were getting easier to say.