Frank was always happy to try anything for you. That random show you heard about online? Sure. A new dish you've concocted? Sure thing, doll. A position you read about in one of the many books you read? Hell, sign him up!

It started out small, you slipped something into conversation about one of the books you were reading and how out there it was but you wouldn't divulge in any of the details that made it "So out there!". He decided to let it lie not wanting to push you or make you uncomfortable, youd come around eventually, you always do.

A few days later you hit him with "have you ever ate someone's ass?" Now, it takes a lot to shock Frank but this stopped him in his tracks. Taking a few moments to actually process the question that was asked he lets out a nervous laugh "Uhh rock n roll girl.." rubbing the back of his neck to try ride the redness creeping up his face and clearing his throat. "Sooooo??" You ask expectantly. "Is this a trick question, sweetheart?" His head slowly turning to now make eye contact with you. "Youre not gonna get in trouble Frank, I know you've been with other people! Its a genuine question!" You quip in a matter of frank tone with your head tilted. "I meannnn, yeah?" His hands crossing under his arms with a shrug. Your face scrunches up "Why havent you ever done it to me?" Franks head leans side to side his answer coming out strangled "its not somewhere id really explore unless, I knew you wanted me to?" Without hesitation you chime in with "Could you do it to me?" Franks eyes bug out of his head as he gulps "Shit doll, now?" Rolling your eyes in response "No not now! But like next time we y'know?" You trail off in a whisper while making a circle with your left and and putting your right index finger into it, this earns you a bark of laughter from Frank. "Sure thing, kid." His mind now going a million miles an hour at the sheer thought of the act. Hes always been an ass man but never thought twice about actually putting you in that position (well sure hes fantasised about it in many many ways, I mean, how could he not?! Your ass is the thing of dreams!) Cock growing under his pants, trying to get the image out of his head, he crosses his legs and pulls you under his arm. Happy with yourself, you draw your attention back to the old Jackass reruns playing on the tv. Frank however, spent the rest of the evening day thinking about the possibilities.

Hes been stewing on the new request trying to wrap his head around why this new thing for you was so out there. It made no sense to him in the slightest considering youre an open book the majority of the time especially, when it comes to recreating scenes from something that youve read. But again, its not an area you have explored together, yourr young and to be fair hes never tried to move further than what he felt you were able for in the bedroom.

The next afternoon you're sitting on the porch reading your book quietly to yourself as the cattle in the next field graze on the pasture, its picturesque. You're blissfully unaware of your surroundings, something he loves about you, soaking in your beauty, you sit there one knee up, the other hanging over the arm of the chair youre sitting in. Cream sundress fluttering in the breeze mimicking the baby hairs hanging loose from the claw clip that was supposed to be keeping your hair out of your face. A basket of peaches sit on a stool close to hand, your hand gracefully reaching down to pick one up. Frank leans against the door way admiring the sight before him, you bring the fruit to closer to your mouth, teeth meeting resistance against the crisp skin until theres a soft pop and its juices leak down your chin and on to your chest. You dont even bat an eyelid, so engrossed in whatever is playing out in your book; you bring the back of your finger to you lip wiping and sucking the remaining juices off it. Franks cock jumps at the sight. "Need some napkins, sweetheart?" Your face drops and your cheeks turn beet red as you snap your book shut. "Oh my god, shut upp!" You giggle. "Must be a very interesting book" Frank chuckled as he waltzes over to pick you up like you weigh nothing and put you on his lap. "Mind if I read over your shoulder? Finished mine this morning" shifting in his lap you feel the ridge in his jeans and lay your head back on his shoulder offering a small kiss to his jaw, the smell of peaches invading Franks senses causing his dick to stir more. "No thanks baby, about a cowboy and his new nanny. You wouldnt like it. Seems like you have something better in mind." Applying some pressure to his crotch as you twist a bit more to get a good look at the man behind you. "You and these goddamn cowboys, girl." He half laughs to himself catching your jaw in his hand and envoleloping you in a searing kiss, the other hand now running up your crossed legs earning him a sweet whine. "Whattya say we get outta here, cowgirl?" Franks guumbles getting up from the chair and walking you back into the house. "Giddy up!" You squeel wiggling your eyebrows.

The sound of Franks heavy boots and both of your breathless pants is all that can be heard through the house as you make your way up the stairs and towards your bedroom. With his broad shoulder, frank pushes the door open and tosses you on to the bed, your hair and dress fanning out around you. Sitting up unable to wait any longer, you grab your dress by the hem and whipping it over your head discarding it somewhere to be found later. Frank shakes his head slowly and lets out a low whistles "wheeeew" taking in the gorgeous woman front of him. Reaching your arms out and opening your legs, you signal Frank to come here with a tint of pink on your face. Undoing his belt, Frank crawls between your legs caging your head in with his two arms, planting soft kisses over your face, down you collar bone and stopping to give some extra attention to your breasts, taking one in his hand he runs his nose along your puckered nipple and flicking it with his tongue, causing a rush of goosebumps breakout across your skin before leaving a trail of wet kisses and licks down your torso stopping at the edge of your underwear. Bucking your hips toward him you whine, "please, Frankie?" Running your hands through his hair. "Thats my girl, always so polite." He hooks his index and middle finger into them on each side getting rid of the last barrier between him and his prize. You can feel his hot breath as he starts to run his fingers through your folds, youre already slick with anticipation, needy and whining just aching to feel him, his tongue, his fingers. Cock jumping at the glistening piece of art on front of him Frank dives in, tongue flat starting from your hole and slowly working towards your clit, his nose bumping every nerve ending on his way up. Your back is already arching pushing yourself closer, desperate to feel the friction of his beard against your sensitive skin. Tightening your fingers in hair as your moans grow pornographic when he adds a finger curling it before pumping it in and out of your leaking pussy causing Frank to let out a low groan as he starts rutting into the mattress. "Can feel her getting close, sweetheart. You gonna cum for me?" All you can offer up are breathless nods as he adds another finger and begining a ruthless pace. "Yeah baby. I know, I know. M'gonna make you feel real good." With that, your walls tighten around his thick fingers. "There she iiis, thats my girl. Make a mess for me sweetheart." He coos his praises at you attacking your clit with his tongue pushing you to your climax. Your thighs snap up each side of his head as your orgasm washes over you. Frank begins to slow down, dragging every last bit of pleasure from youylr body before pulling away his fingers, flipping you over and pulling your hips up to arch your back.

On full display to the man behind you, youre glistening and panting as he strokes his leaking cock, leaning forward he licks another broad punishing stripe up your twitching pussy not stopping until he reaches your tight asshole making you gasp. "Y'kay sweetheart? Tell me to t'stop and ill stop." Shaking your head you push your ass back toward him. "Words, baby. I need to hear you say it." Panting and pushing your hair from your face, you look over your shoulder through your eyelashes "please dont stop, Frankie". Happy to continue Frank places one hand on your cheek opening you up more to him, he laps at your hole moaning with every stroke of his hand on his cock. Shivers run down your body from a mixture of the new sensation and the breeze coming in the bedroom window brushing over the new slick covering your asshole. Its everything you could've imagined, now making you more eager to go ahead with what you had in mind when it came to you asking Frank about this specific request.

Pussy tingling you reach between your legs and add two fingers adding the to pleasure and eliciting shaky moans from you. Frank pulls back to admire the scene playing out on front of him palming his cock and gliding it through your soaked folds and against your ass. "Fuck, you're so beautiful." Rolling your eyes you reach back and guide his cock into your pussy, making both of you sigh and the tight squeeze. Slowly letting out a shaky breath, frank pushes further embracing the way you stretch around him. "Frankie, faster, please. I- I need to feel you." Pushing back on Franks cock as much as you can, having lost all his restraint Frank places one hand on the bottom of your back, the other holding where your hip meets your thigh and gives you his whole thick length in one fluid motion. Gripping the bedsheets you let out a yelp as he pushes his public bone to your ass. "Keep going, baby, fuck me please. Stop being so careful. M'not gonna break." Hesitating at first Frank pulls back slowly but then snaps his hips back into you, watching you for any signs of discomfort. Repeating the motion, his vision is trained carefully on what he can see of your face smashed against the mattress between the way your pussy clenches around him and the blessed out smile, he takes it as his sign to keep going. Between sharp thrusts and panting breaths, Frank talking you through it is like music to your ears ."God you're so good sweetheart, takin' me so fuckin' well." "Shes so tight, suckin' me in." "Couldn't stop if I wanted to." Hes hitting that sweet spot deep in side you repeatedly, making the coil in your stomach tighten and your toes curl. "Frank, fraaank! I-I fee-eel like m'gonna pee!" Franks head is spinning between watching his cock push through your pussy, the sweet noises youre making and how your ass is bouncing back on him with every thrust. "Let it happen sweetheart, I got you" his hand now moved up to your shoulder driving himself deeper, you feel like youre going to explode, theres electricity in your veins and you all that you can hear is your blood rushing in your ears until you hear a squelch and the coil in your stomach snaps. "OH MY GOD FRANK!" Franks movements are getting fast and sloppy as he helps you ride out your orgasm before you know it hes pulling his cock out of your leaking pussy and blowing his load all over your ass with a loud "Fuuuuuckk".

You wince at the loss of frank when he gets up and disappears to the ensuite for a few minutes. Coming back with a warm wash clot he rubs you down with it, getting rid of any evidence of what had just happened. Frank lays down beside you pulling you in against his torso, his beard tickling your shoulder when he plants a kiss to it. "Shit sweetheart, dunno what came over me." Feeling brave, you decide nows your moment. You look back at Frank through your eyelashes relishing in the way hes looking at you; blissed out, rosy cheeks, you can still hear his heart beating in his chest. In the sweetest voice you can muster "Next time, can we try it in my ass, Frankie?".

He freezes. "Thats it!" he thought. That's why the damn book was so out there.

"You want it all, Willa? The house? The babies? The Ra-"

"FRANK!" The book is swiped out of your hands in one swift motion. "C'mon Dollface, librarys closin." He chuckles gently placing your bookmark in between the pages to save your position. "You cant do that! Its finally happening!! I have to finish this chapter!" You cry, arms outstretched for the book. Frank looks down for a moment skimming over the page and let's out a cheeky whistle raising his eyebrow in your direction. "Geez, you're sure missin' out! Too bad. We gotta head into town, I gotta run some errands." He runs his hands through his hair pushing it back before he throws the cap sitting beside him on. "Aaaand, if you didnt forget, you spent last night begging me to bring you back in to see if that dress you so desperately needed is still there!"

You throw your duvet back in defiance and throw your legs out of the bed. "Fine." "Fiiine?" Frank questions you with squinted eyes and his eyebrows raised. You playfully roll your eyes and throw a smile over your shoulder making a kissy face at the grump beside you. "Okaaaay, thank you for remembering, Frankie." You jump up and potter over to your shared closet to put on something more presentable for the excursion. "You got ten minutes sweetheart." Frank presses a kiss to the top of your head and taps your ass on his way out.

After throwing a flowy skirt and denim waistcoat you make your way downstairs to grab your sunglasses off the console table by the front door. You throw them on and run some Burts Bees over your lips when Frank approaches from the kitchen grabbing the keys to the truck from the same spot. "N'I have some?" He grunts pulling your hair so your head falls back allowing him to lean down and plant a kiss on your moisturised lips. "Hmmm, Ready to rock?" "Ready to rock." You confirm with a lazy smile. "I call dibs on the aux!" You declare knocking your hip against his. Truth is, theres never an argument over the aux, Frank couldn't care less as long as he gets to spend the rest of his life listening to you happily sing along to whatever comes on next.

You slide into the front seat next to Frank and kick your sandals off, tucking one foot under your leg and perching the other on the edge of your seat. Hooking your phone up you scroll through Spotify curating the queue to your liking before clearing your throat to start your concert for your number one fan, Frank. Hes amazed that you know the words to all of these songs, the whole ride you havent missed a single beat.

Patting your knees as you belt out the the last chorus of "When a Good Man Cries" Frank pulls into an empty space and kills the engine. You sit upright straight and do a half bow in Franks direction. "Thank you, thank you! Theres more where that came from." "Okay, Mariah. Lets go" He smirks tipping his head toward the the busy street. Before you can even gather your things Frank is already your side and opening your door with his hand out. Taking it, you jump down from your seat and make your way to the path. Wrapping his heavy arm around your shoulder he presses a kiss to your hair. "Got some errands t'run, meet back here in 'bout fourty five?" Nodding you fix your bag strap on your shoulder you both go your seperate ways.

Humming along to the tune in your head you make your way to the boutique where you talked yourself out of buying THE most perfect summer dress last weekend. It was everything. The perfect shade of baby blue with little white polka dots, just long enough to brush your fingertips with a V neckline that kept it classy but just a little bit flirty. You walk around the store mentally damming yourself for not picking it up when you seen it first. It was too pretty! Someone would have surely snatched it up! Sifting through hangers you begin to lose hope until you spot it in the corner of your eye. "Eeeeee!" You squeel before you quickly look around the store to make sure youre not getting any strange looks from the staff or other customers. You pull it from the rail and clutch it to your chest "perfect, perfect, perfect!" You whisper to yourself like you're that weird slimy guy from Lord of the Rings. You quickly bring the coveted item up to the sales assistant to pay and bring your beautiful new baby home.

You're walking on sunshine the whole way back to meet Frank, big smile, shopping bag swishing with every step you take. Well, thats until a large figure brushes his hand off yours scooping said bag from your loose grip. You freeze. Walking ahead of you the bald man's step faulters when you shout "what the fu-?!" He stops and turns on his heal. "Ohmygod." Your hands fly up to your mouth in shock. "Uh. Surprise?" Frank grimaces running his hand over his now buzzed head as he walks back towards you. "Frank! Oh my god!" You slap his shoulder now that hes standing onfront of you. "This!" You wave your hands up and down towards him. "This, was your errands?!" "Yeah sweetheart, you mad?" His dark brown eyes now desperately trying to read your expression. You just stand there, three fingers pursed over your lips taking him in. Damn, it suits him. How can he pull off every look!? "Frankie, I love it." You sigh. "Yeah?" He leans in to let you run your hand over it. "Yeah Frankie, I really do!" Your eyes lighting up at the new sensation under your fingers. "Ooooh thank god." His shoulders finally relax when you press a sweet kiss to his lips taking his free hand in yours. "You're lucky you can pull it off bucko or alla this would be on lockdown." You mock gesturing along your body. Frank looks down at you with his eyebrow raised and a stern look. "Yeah sweetheart, we see how long that'd last." Nearing the truck you cluth your pearls in a dramatic display of outrage. "Oh we'll see about that Francis."

Always the gentleman, Frank opens the passenger door for you allowing you to climb up into your seat. He watches as you buckle your belt and get comfy before leaving your shopping bag at your feet and closing your door. Frank gets behind the steering wheel and starts the engine ready for whatever your throw on the radio as he pulls out of the parking space. He reaches the first set of lights in complete silence and throws a look your way to see if your thumbs are tapping away putting together the set list for the journey home but your phone hasn't left your bag nor your hands left your lap thats now turned completely to your door. Rubbing his hand down his face Frank sighs. "Doll, y'know I was just playin'" he reaches to place his hand on your thigh while he waits for the lights to turn green. Pulling your arms to cross over your chest you shake your hair out of your face and cross your legs somehow pulling them even closer to your door. "You wanna play? Im playing Francis." You quip turning your nose up watching whatever isnt happening out your window. You both spend the rest of the journey home in silence.

Pulling up to the property you rest your head against your seat trying your best to not look Franks way, he wouldn't get the better of you this time. Once again, Frank kills the engine and you cant get out of the truck fast enough. Frank hasn't even gotten his belt off and youre walking up the steps to the front door. You hear the drivers door shut and the heavy footsteps coming up the porch steps as he approaches you. "How'd you think you were gonna get in sweetheart?" He says sweetly bringing the keys to the lock. "I dunno, break a window." You mutter ducking under his arm kicking your sandals off in the entryway and marching up the stairs to get away from him.

You know this is stupid. But hes stupid. You have willpower dammit! You can resist that beautiful buzzed man! Fuck. That beautiful buzzed man. Your thighs clench when you think about his fresh new cut. You throw your shopping bag on the bed and shake your head. "Willpower. You have willpower." You whisper your new mantra to yourself. You can hear Frank stomping around downstairs, as you take your new purchase out of the bag ans admiring it before hanging it on the door of your wardrobe.

*light bulb!*

"I have willpower. Does he?" You mumble to yourself running your hand over the satin on front of you. "FRAAANK!" You call out the bedroom door waiting for a response. You hear his steps clomping up the stairs. "You outta your huff?" You hear him say under his breath. It takes everything in you not to say something snappy back so you bite your tongue. Frank appears in the door way as you unbutton your waistcoat. "Chair. I wanna know if you think I should return this or not." You nod toward the small armchair sitting in the corner of the room. Clearing the room in three long steps he plants himself on the chair, legs spread and arms crossed.

You make and ordeal of undoing each button one by one. Each one allowing your breasts break free and spill over the next button. You look up at at Frank when you undo the last one and pulling your shoulders back allowing the waistcoat to slide off your arms. Your next task is hooking your thumbs into the waistband of your skirt and turning around as you slowly wiggle it past your hips and arching your back to pull it down over the swell of your ass. Looking back at Frank over your shoulder you examine him. Ankle now over his knee as he bites at the side of his thumb. Its working. You let the skirt drop and step out of it adjusting the sides of your underwear to make sure theres nothing out of place. Youre standing in the middle of your shared bedroom with nothing but a white thong with a little blue bow on. You he frank let out a shaky breath as you go and pull the dress from the hanger and play it out flat on the bed. You place both hands on the matress as you stand at the foot of the bed "admiring" the little pale blue dress, running your finger along it to find the zipper on its seam. "Thereee it is!" You innocently whisper to yourself pinching the seam and opening the side of the dress. Picking it up you turn your back on Frank placing the dress over your head and letting the slinky fabric fall down your body before smoothing it out and  fastening the zipper. You turn on your tip toes to face Frank and use the tips of your fingers to fix the hem of the dress nonchalantly before looking up at him.

You know you look good before Frank even let's out the breath that hes been holding. It's the perfect dress. Its hugs your curves perfectly, your tits have never looked better in any other article of clothing that you've ever owned and your ass?! Frann could eat his dinner off of it. "Whaddya thi-"  "shit, doll" "Is it bad?! Ill bring it back" you mutter in fake concern as you twist side to side trying to get a better look in the mirror ontop of your dressing table. You run your fingers through your hair making your way to thebfull length mirror that resides in the hall to get a better look.

Fixing the shoulders and flattening the fabric across your stomach taking in the dress that hugs your body in all the right places, Frank appears behind you. "Its perfect." His index finger runs along the V on the back of the dress. "Y'sure Frank? Its not too much?" Your voice sweet as pie. Frank moves your hair off your shoulder planting a kiss to the slope of your neck as he pulls the tag off the back of the dress. "Frankie! I cant return it now!" "Youre not returnin it." His hand now holding your hips as the other snakes up your jaw turning your head back toward his. "Nah ah ah, Frankie" you try to turn away but Franks strong grip makes it nearly impossible. "You still playin' this game baby?" He mumbles against your lips. Your try to nod and all he does is laugh at you. "You knew what you were doin' callin' me up here sweetheart didnt ya?" "Yeah Frankie, I wanted your opinion" you whisper against him. "You mean to tell me, you requested that we drive all the way back into town today so you can get the dress that you seen laaast week as if you didnt already try it on in the store and knew it would drive me crazy?" Me mutters against your ear as he presses his hard bulge against your back. You gulp trying to keep your resolve. "Dunno what you're talking about." You try to break free but Franks grip on you tightens holding you in place, your pulse thrumming under the fingers holding your jaw. Hes let's out a low chuckle "dunno what im talkin' bout." He mocks feeling the frantic tick against his thumb before leaning in to press a kiss against the lie. Your body goes up in flames at the contact. "Frank" you half whisper, your hand coming up the back of his bicep before reaching his neck and caressing the now short hairs at the base. "Yeah, sweetheart?" He hums against the soft hollow of your throat. Sighing you bring your free hand to the one he has gripping your hips trying to urge it forward, franks eyes lock with yours in the mirror using his strength against you. "Nah Doll, you dont need me, you wanted to play remember?" You try turning your head toward Franks but he doesn't allow it, stern keeping your face locked on the mirror watching your thighs clench in desperation. "Thats unless..." he trails off letting his hand make its way down your hip and towards your growing heat stopping when his fingers reach the hem of your dress. Your breath hitches, chest rising pushing your cleavage against the low cut neckline. "You gonna stop acting like a little brat?" He holds the position watching your resolve melt as you whine "you win Frankie, I dont wanna play anymore, okay?!" Frank hums as his fingers slip past the hem and meets the soft cotton of your underwear. "Not what I asked sweetheart" toying with the little bow on the front. Frantically nodding you babble "yes Frankie, Im sorry! Im done, I thought I- I thought-" trailing his fingers down your core he runs his middle over your slit until hes met with the damp patch. "Shh, shh, shh, jesus baby. You getting yourself all worked up over this dress?" All you can do is nod as you watch his fingers work in the mirror. "Poor girl, you gonna stop acting all pissy over a lil joke?" "YES! Yes, Frankie, Im done, I promise!"

Frank pulls your face back towards his in a bruising kiss, his tongue dominating yours as he pulls your panties to the side and pushing his fingers past your glistening entrance. You gasp at the sudden fullness allowong Frank to lick at your top lip before he turns your head back to your reflection. "Look at the mess you're makin' baby. You really thought you could play that game? Two seconds and you're already drippin' on my fingers." You whine leaning your back against his strong chest. What were you thinking? How could you ever deny him. Franks fingers are pistoning in and out of you, dragging you closer to the finish line. He can feel you grip his fingers as your legs start to close around his wrist. "Frankie, I'm gonna cum." You pant gripping the back of his neck as you watch him torture your pussy with hooded eyes. "Yeah? My baby gonna cum all over my fingers?" You're frantically nodding as your breathing gets deeper and all you can feel is him. The familiar euphoria begins to wash over you until, you',re empty. Frank pulls his fingers from you letting go of the grip on your jaw and backing away.

Tears prick at your eyes "Fra-", both of his hands envelop your face pulling you in for a hungry kiss. "Thought you'd get away with your little stunt that easy?" He smirks as he pulls away. Turning you around he bends you over the bannister hiking your dress up over the swell of your ass. He brings his hand down behind your knee and brings it up to rest against the wooden railing before kneeling down behind you admiring the dark patch in the middle of your panties and running his thumb over it. "Pretty little pussy" he mumbles to himself before pressing his face to it and taking a deep breath before peppering kisses along the gusset.

Pushing against his face you hum, grateful for any sort of friction against your buzzing core. He hooks his finger into the thin stretch of fabric covering your asshole and glides his tongue over your puckered hole, the sensation of his beard against your pussy causing a shiver to run up your spine. "Frankie, pleaseee" you cry as he drags his tongue between your drenched pussy and asshole.

He brings himself to stand behind you, unbuckling his his belt and freeing his thick cock. You feel the warmth of his hand on the bottom of your back as he steps closer hooking his thumb in your panties to keep them pulled aside, running his cock through your pussy he lets out a sigh as it bumps your clit. He pulls back through your folds coating his cock in you wetness and drags the head between your cheeks allowing your underwear to snap over it as he thrusts a few times before moving back down to your aching pussy pressing against your opening as he bully's his way in inch by inch. "So fuckin' tight, squeezin' me." He grunts pushing deeper until he fits flush against your body. You throw your head back with a gasp feeling him knock against your cervix, hand reaching back to grab the wrist at the bottom of your back. "You can take it sweetheart, shes suckin' me in." Frank starts his steady rhythm, slowly pulling out and snapping back in, relishing in watching your cheeks bounce with every slap, his hand reaches around to your heavy breast toying with your perky nipple through your dress. You can feel yourself getting close but you're too scared to say anything incase Frank pulls out or stops but he can feel it too; pussy like a vice around him, your juices coating his balls everytime they slap against your aching cunt. His hand leaves your breast and makes its way to your neglected clit, he begins rubbing tight circles over her, pulling your orgasm closer. "C'mon baby. Lemme feel her." He coos between the breaths that get knocked out of you with every thrust. "FRAAANKIE, BABBYYY" you cry as your pussy clenches down and spasms around his cock. "Thaaats it baby." Frank sighs fucking you through your climax, slowing down to let you catch your breath.

You twist your body back panting as you look at Frank with a soft smile and rosy cheeks. He runs his hand along your elevated leg as he pulls out of you and eases it back down. "That what you wanted, sweetheart?" He asks, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. Nodding as you turn around you remark "Yeah Frankie, but I wanted to see what you look like fucking me with your new haircut." "Oh yeah?" He smiles down at you. "Oh yeah" you nod with more enthusiasm as you wrap your arms around his neck and jumping. Frank is quick to respond, large hands meeting you thighs and wrapping them around his waist, cock bobbing against your ass as he walks you both back towards the bedroom.

"Tell me what you want doll" Frank leans back on the bed when the mattress meets the back of his knees. "I wanna ride you" you whisper against his lips before kissing him and pushing his back flush with the bed and running your hands over his chest. Frank hums in agreement running his hands up your legs and over your hips. "Take what you want, Baby, all yours." He pulls away taking in your body straddling his hips. With a cheeky smile, you reach down to his veiny dick pumping it a few times and rubbing it over your pussy, you love feeling how hard he gets in your hand. You throw a glance his way to check in and he just nods at you biting his lip.

Sitting upright and spitting in your hand you reach behind you and start coat his cock in the moisture before slowly starting to sit down. "Woah, woah, woah!" Franks grip on your hips tightens stopping you from going any further. "Frank, relax" you try to reassure while him attempting but not succeeding to sink down on him.

"You sure this is what you want?" He rushes out, body tense. "Yes Frankie, I can do this, I want this, waited for it!" You sigh impatiently. "You need me to stop, you tell me to stop. No questions." Leaning down you press a kiss to his nose. "I promise."

Franks grip loosens but his hands dont leave your hips, eyes raking over every inch of your body looking for signs of discomfort as you start lowering yourself down on him. The tip of his cock kisses your puckered hole and you feel him twitch. Making eye contact with Frank you offer him a nod as you hips begin to make their way down.

You his at the slight burn that starts as you push down around him. Franks whole body freezes and his hands tighten on you hips until you give him a soft smile and reassurance that youre okay. You move up before sliding back down another inch, butterflies begin to form in your stomach at the stretch. You repeat this motion, taking him deeper each time until you've fitted him fully inside you. You look over the man under you, the picture of restraint, muscles taught, jaw set and brow furrowed. You start to move now that you've adjusted to the size and new sensation, Franks shaky breaths egging you on as you find your rhythm. "Jeeesus fuckin' Christ sweetheart, you're stranglin' me." He chokes out as you drop down on his length again, you can feel him stretching you out, cock deep inside you, pussy fluttering around nothing.

Your curiosity gets the better of you when you decide to let your two middle fingers make their way to your empty cunt. Franks eyebrow raises as you enter yourself and let out a high pitched sigh. You've never been this full, pressing your fingers to the sweet spongey spot deep inside you as Franks cock rubs against them on the other side of the dividing flesh. You cant help your moans as you bounce on his thick legth while your fingers aid in overstimulating your senses.

"You're gonna have to slow down." Frank pants. "Fuck Frankie, Im fine!" You whine as you clench around your fingers.

"Baby you gotta slow down, you're too fuckin' tight!" He grunts, unable to stop him self from grinding up into you on every bounce. "Frankie, fucking cum in me. I want to feel you fill me!" You pant as sweat beads fall down your brow. "You sure, sweethea-" "Fuuuck!" Your free hand grips his chest as your orgasm wrecks through you. "Ah fuck baby!" Franks grip tightens as your body convulses around him, milking him of his seed as he grinds up into you.

Panting you lower yourself down so your chest is flush with his, hearts beating against eachother while you both try to catch your breath. "Wow." You start to giggle pushing your face into his neck. "Wow." Frank pants running his hand through your hair and down your back, shaking his head in disbelief.

"He looks like he works with his hands and smells like Malboro reds, he makes me so ugh.."

"Aint that the fuckin' truth" You laugh to yourself at the song blaring out of the speaker as you turn on to your stomach. This has been the first spell of hot weather this summer and you were living for it, especially since Frank has been on the site since early morning everyday. Theres little to do to entertain yourself on the vast property you now call home together but since this heatwave you've been happy to set up camp in the back field and bask in the sun all day.

You stretch out your legs and prop your sunglasses ontop of your head now focusing on scrolling through your socials, humming along to your playlist the music fades out and a *ping* chimes from your phone.

"You look good."

Propping yourself up onto to the palm of your hands, you look around your surroundings.

"The fuck?" You half whisper to yourself sitting up on your knees.

"Frank?!" A goofy smile appears with the hopes the old grump finally decided to skive off work to enjoy the sun with you for once.

*ping*

Looking down at your phone you see its another message from Frank.

"I can see you on the camera sweetheart". He's sitting back in the canteen sipping on a black coffee with a smug smile on his face. He knew you thought you knew where all of the cameras are on the property, but he couldn't take any chances on your safety and made sure he has every square foot covered for his girl. He can see you on the screen looking around with that sweet confused face until you finally give up looking and lay back down in defeat and grabbing your phone.

This time the *ping* comes from his phone.

"Dirty old man."

He just shakes his head, smiles and replies "make sure you wear sunscreen sweetheart, I gotta go back down. I love you."

♡♡♡

Theres no air on the site today. Frank feels like hes suffocating so he finds himself a nice shaded spot to check in on his girl while he has a quick sip of water and immediately choking on it when the app opens. There you are sprawled out reading whatever little cowboy book it is this week. Topless. Checking his surroundings ro make sure no one else here could catch a glimpse of his girl over his shoulder he closes the app and goes opens his messages.

"Girl, where is your bikini top?!"

Hes intenstly watching the screen as you pull your phone from the side, read his message and put both the book and your phone down. Confused, Franks stare doesn't break, he knows that look; that brazen look you get when you know you're doing something you shouldnt be. His eyes follow your hands as they slowly make their way down your body, toying with the strings on each side of your bottoms.

He grunts "You wouldnt." And as if you could hear his thoughts, you would. Almost on command you hook your thumbs into your bottoms and slowly begin pulling them down your legs and with a dainty kick, they land beside your already discarded top.

"Jesus Christ, sweetheart. Are you tryin to kill me?" You're happy to keep playing innocent when you pick up your tanning oil and applying a generous amount of it over your now two toned breasts. Franks mouth is agape, why is his girl doing this to him? He watches as those perfect little triangle tan lines shine now drenched in oil as you massage it in working your way down your arms, stomach and then stopping just under your belly button. Frank's adams apple bobs and his cargo pants suddenly feel an awful lot tighter. Your knees slowly fall open as you let your fingers make their way down to your pussy, slowly running them down through your slick and back up again to run lazy little circles over your clit.

In a matter of seconds hes stomping through the site in record time to get to his truck. Turning on the ignition, he speeds out of there. The whole drive home all he could think about was you laying there, sprawled out like a god damn meal. The image of you running your fingers through your already soaked pussy had him done for, readjusting himself in his seat trying to ease the friction from his pants as much as he could. It felt like he was breaking every speed limit in order to get home to you sooner, hear the sweet noises on he could get you to make.

♡♡♡

"Baby, are you fuckin' kidding me?"

You snap up to see Frank clearing the field, not sure if you're in trouble or not you grab the blanket youve been laying on all morning. "Frankie, what are you doing home already?!" Standing over you now and breathing heavily he pulls the blanket off you.

"Frankie Im sorry, I was just" you stop trying to choose your words wisely "I didnt want to get any tan li-" he cuts you off with a seering kiss as he drops to his knees. His hands are on your jaw as his tongue kitten licks its way into your mouth, you happily allow him entry, your earlier worry melting away. Breaking the kiss he leans his forehead against yours, rubbling the tip of his nose against yours.

"Do you know what you do to me sweetheart? Being stuck in that hell hole looking at you laying around here like some sort of goddess and I cant do anything about it? Got me leaking in my pants like a god damn teenager"

Giving him a quick peck on the tip of his nose, you let your hands run over his towering body. "Im sorry Frankie, I wont do it again." Eyebrows creased to try feign innocence. "But as much as I LOVE you in this pants, I need them off. Now."

"Yes Ma'am."

In a matter of seconds Frank is ripping his shirt with one hand over his head, your hands are in his hair pulling him closer and kissing him as if you havent seen him in months. Teeth clashing, fighting for oxygen not able to get enough of eachother. Frank is wasting no time letting his hands wander greedily over your naked body, sprawling a hand across your ass, grabbing it, the other around your neck just adding the tiniest amount of pressure, enough to just show his possession over you.

You make quick work of getting the rest of his clothes off; hands running over his hulking body until you get to the waistband of his pants. You can already feel how hard his cock is, just waiting to be set free from being strangled behind the zipper. You lean back on your knees and pull both his pants and tight black boxers off in one swift motion. Franks cock twitches as the summer air hits its glistening head. The whole thing is majestic. You just sit back in awe. He fists it once, twice, three times, spreading his juice down it. He raises an eyebrow.

"Dont get shy on me now, sweetheart".

The sight onfront of you is mouthwatering ,you give him a small smile and a nod. Crawling over, you replace is hand with yours and slowly start to spread his pre cum around his tip. Leaning down you start give broad licks, tasting his lust before closing your lips around him and letting out a little moan of appreciation. Franks weaving his hand into your hair softly guiding you take take more of his length with soft coos of "fuuuuck, thats it sweetheart." And "you look so pretty with my cock in your mouth." Confidence building, your bobbing your head and letting your hand stroke the rest of him that you cant fit, using the mixture of your spit and his arousal leaking out of your mouth.

"Turn around, sweetheart. Lemme see that perfect little pussy."

You happily oblige never losing focus at the task at hand, you rotate your body bent over and on full display to him. Frank lets out a low groan, letting his index and middle finger run through your glistening folds and watching you clench around nothing. "Your little cowboys get you this worked up? Or is it all for me sweetheart?"

With a pop you release your his cock from your mouth and throw him a bashful smile over your shoulder.

"Its only ever for you, Frankie."

You let out a whine when he squeezes his two fingers into you making you arch your back, using his other hand he pushes you back down on his cock so he can feel the vibrations from your voice travelling down his legth.

"Shhh, its okay sweetheart. Gotta open my girl up, dont wanna hurt her."

Hes working you open, moving his fingers in and out slowly eliciting sweet melodic moans from you. Your walls start tightening around his thick digits as they start to move faster, his thumb making its way to flick at your clit egging you on.

"C'mon sweetheart, I can feel her squeezin me. Let me have it."

Like it was a spell, you shatter around him. Moaning on his cock, as he fucks it further down your throat, he was invading all of your senses. All you could feel, smell, taste, hear was Frank letting you ride out your high with whispers of "good girl, there she is, so fuckin perfect."

Hes rubbing up and down your back as he gently pulls his soaked fingers from you making you shudder. Sitting upright you pounce on Frank straddling him, you grab both sides of his head and kiss him deeply, catching your breath as you feel his cock twitch and leak against your sensitive pussy.

"I need you Frankie. I wanna feel you, please!"

Letting your hand slide down between your bodies you grab him by the base if his cock and start to rub it between your folds, allowing your climax act as lube. Tongues fighting for dominance, breathless moans escape you both as you start sink down on his now rock hard cock. Each of Franks hands fly to your ass putting a halt to your movements.

"Easy doll, dont wanna hurt ya. Wanna enjoy this." You sit upright putting both of your hands on his chest, and sink further. Franks eyes are wandering over the expanse of your body and you take him further and further until your flush with him. Groaning and clenching his thighs, he squeezes your ass, stilling himself to hold back from taking it too far. "Frankie, I can take it baby."

Offering him a sly smile you start to move, rocking yourself back and forward so the head of his cock hits that sweet spot causing you to throw your head back and moan. "Shit baby, you feel so good." Franks biting his bottom lip almost drawing blood watching you using his body to pleasure yourself. Your hand slides down his chest and makes its way to your neglected clit causing goosebumps to breakout across your skin. "Sweetheart, you keep going like that and Im n'gonna last here." Like music to your ears you start to rub you clit and move your hips faster, feeling Frank get impossibly harder inside you, you start chasing you climax. "Frankie baby, please, Im so close! Please -"

With both hands now around your waist, Frank plants both is feet on the ground and begins to fuck up into you, getting lost in watching your tits bounce with each deep thrust. "Sweetheart, im gonna-"

Your pussy is strangling his cock, you feel that familiar tightening in your abdomen as your legs begin to shake.

"Frankieee!"

"Fuuuuuuuck, jesus christ, sweetheart"

Frank spills inside you with a loud moan. Laying down on his chest to catch your breath he brings his arms around your back, caressing it with lazy patterns. Humming Crush by Ethel Cain you begin drawing circles with your fingernails on his chest taking in your peaceful surroundings as he presses soft kisses to your hair.

"Next time, keep the bikini on, yeah?"

"But, I dont wanna have tan lines."

"I love the tan lines, sweetheart."

"Jeeesus, Doll" Frank huffs out a breath running his scruff along the dip where your shoulder meets your neck. "Let a guy catch his breath next time 'kay?" You cant help the smile that creeps across your fave while scoot back rubbing the swell of your ass against Franks already growing erection, humming at the thud of his heart picking back up after just steadying from your previous...activities.

You loved blind siding him like this. It was a pleasant change from the always in control and prepared man he always was. The way he just freezes, the redness that creeps up to his ears from his neck makes him seem so human compared to the gruff soldier he cant help being. He makes it so easy.

"Sooo, is that a yes?" You whisper interlocking your fingers with his and dragging them up to your chest. "I-I-I dunno sweetheart- " He trails off, his hard on getting worse the more he pictures you both doing the act. "-forget I said anything, its dumb, I know! Y'know me Frankie, notions eleven!" You're sitting up flipping around frantically, panic settling in as you come to your senses. What were you thinking!? You knew it was too much. You knew HE was too much. But god your stomach twists at the idea of feeling him everywhere. Hes intoxicating, you can feel yourself getting slick at the sheer thought of him squeezing his way in. "Snap out of it girl, what's wrong with you?!" Putting your head in your hands mentally slapping yourself on the wrist.

Frank sits up in the bed and pulls you back into his side rubbing your shoulder. You're internally crashing out when he begins to run his nose against your temple, his soft breaths grounding you. "Hey, hey sweetheart, dont be like that now. Y'never even lemme finish.." he takes your silence as your go ahead to continue. "Believe me when I say there is not one part of me that thinks its dumb." Peeking through your fingers you raise your eyebrow at him. "Its just not that simple-" "oh god Frank just stop talking about it now, its okay! Honestly! I dont know what came over me! I dont even know what I was thinking! You-you're, you! You're huge like what normal person thinks they can take that thing there?!" You ramble trying to convice yourself that you didnt really want this. You can feel him shake before you lift your head to look at the man now covering his eyes. "Frankie..." reaching your hand out to try steady his shoulder he, throws his head back in a loud roaring laugh. At first youre left speechless (for once), taking in this hulking hardass now, crying with laughter at you.

Throwing your leg over his lap you begin swatting at his arms "I swear to god Frankie, this isnt funny!", the laughter now spreading. "Im sorry Sweetheart, im sorry. Its really not funny." Wiping the tears from his eyes and trying to stifle the giggles making their way up his chest. "Hoooo, aha, no, its not funny. You just gotta lemme finish girl but you just keep jumpin in! I wanna do it. Fuck, I've dreamt of it since I seen you in those goddamn shorts the first time we met!" You just stare at him. Big ol eyes and blushing cheeks trying to hide the smile threatening to break through. "NOW, shes speechless." "Shut up, Frank!" Melting into his chest you let the smile take over. "We just gotta make sure you're ready baby. We gotta prep, m'not gonna let you bite off more than you can chew n'get hurt. I make myself clear?" "Yes, sir" you whisper into his neck.

The heat begins to pool between your legs as you feel Franks cock twitch beneath you. Kissing the top of your head, frank rubs slow paths along your back as you start to work yourself along him to try and relieve the pressure growing between your hips.

"Did I not work my girl enough the first time?" "M'sorry Frankie, you did I swear! I just-" you find the perfect pressure as his head bumps your clit. "I just need you.." you whine.

"My poor little girl, your old man forgets you still got all this energy" Frank trails off as his hand makes its way down your back and to the plush of your ass, sprawling out over the expanse, his middle and ring finger just teasing between your cheeks. He throws a lazy smile down at you when he sees the shudder and the accompanying goosebumps breakout across your skin. Nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck you start rocking hips spreading your arousal over his thick cock.

Grunting Frank angles his hips to give you the pressure you need "Whaddya want sweetheart, tell me.." his fingers make their way down lightly brushing off your hole as they reach your sopping cunt. "Fraaaank" you mewl lifting your head so you can look into his hooded eyes. With his other hand, Frank runs his hands through your hair, brushing it off your forehead "Mhm? What is it baby?"  "I wanna feel you." He shakes his head "Not yet." He grunts before bringing your face to his and landing a searing kiss "Edge of the bed. Now." As he pushes you back leaving you whining at the loss of friction.

Standing over you he takes it all in, your hair still messy, whispy stray hairs like a halo surrounding you, your rosy cheeks and plump lips slightly open as you try to even your breathing, those fucking tits, rising with every shaky breath you take, like an animal stalking his prey Frank watches stroking his cock. You watch his hungry eyes rake over you as he coaxes the precum from the head of his cock, rubbing it between his fingers and coating it back down his length. "Fuuuck, you're an angel" comes out with a shaky exhale as he pushes his hair back out of his face. "Knees." You're snapped out of your daze; "Dont make me repeat myself, sweetheart." You drop to your knees immediately, butterflies forming behind your hips. Franks free hand makes its way to your face, gently cupping it as he strokes himself. "God I fucking love you." His thumb makes its way to your bottom lip, gently pulling it down and watching it bounce back up.

You're enamoured by him. You look up with wide eyes offering your mouth as he slips his thumb between your lips. Your eyes roll back as you swirl your tongue around the the digit. "Touch yourself." Not a suggestion. A demand. The butterflies now running rampant, your hand slides down the inside of your spread thighs a high pitched "Hmmm" escapes you when you make contact with your puffy clit. Frank pulls his thumb from your mouth smearing the saliva that escapes down your chin.

You offer up your mouth as sacrifice with heavy eyelids. Franks rhythm faulters when you stretch the tip of your tongue out to make contact with the glistening bead of precum sitting on his tip. He brings the hand that was delivering his pleasure to your hair, wrapping with around his fist as he holds your chin. His eyes roll back when you start planting kisses along his length and dragging your tongue down his heavy balls and back up again before taking his glowing head between your lips and giving him a few soft bobs moving further down his length each time to adjust to his size.

"Thats it baby, take your time." He coos sliding his thumb against your hollowed cheek. Eyebrows creasing you add two of your fingers into you begging pussy as you take him further into your mouth, the fullness leaving you with nothing but a burning desire. You begin pumping and curling your fingers in and out as you get braver taking Frank further into your mouth. You dont know what's making you moan more, the burn in your jaw from how thick Frank is or from the fullness of both your mouth and pussy at the same time.

Franks moans start to feel like a chant urging you to take him deeper. You brace yourself and you slowly work your way further down his cock, your nose meeting his rough pubic hair, you start coughing while desperately but trying to do it again. Frank pulls you off his cock with your fisted hair to catch your breath. "Y'kay? Y'need to stop?" He holds you there watching your features for any sign of discomfort when you smile and shake your head he pushes you back down, thrusting against your face when you reach the base. He cant help the way his balls tighten when you look up at him through glassy eyes and wet eyelashes, your eyes rolling when you feel your pussy clench around your fingers when you gag.

"You like gettin' your mouth and pussy filled at the same time, dirty girl?" You can only answer with hungry moans as Frank fucks your face bringing you closer to cumming as you fuck your pussy with your fingers. Looking down at you, your tits bouncing with how fast your fingering yourself, your juices coating your hand, Frank cant believe his luck, how are you real? How are you his? The crease between your eyebrows deepens when you start rubbing tight circles on your clit pushing you closer to your climax. "Fhwnk gonna cumm" you muffle around his cock tears sneaking their way past your lashes. 

"Cum for me princess. Wanna hear your moan on my cock, c'mon." He sets an unrelenting pace, pistoning his hips against your face as you choke and gag around his girth. He cant look away from your red glassy eyes, your tears streaming down your cheeks and connecting under your chin, Franks hand clutching your jaw collecting them.

Your orgasm washes over you as you happily suffocate on his throbbing dick trying to memorise every vein, running your tongue over his circumcision scar, the vibrations of your moans travelling down his veiny cock pulling grunts from Franks chest. "Thaaaats it baby, that feel good?" He asks slowing down his pace allowing you to finally catch your breath but also pushing off his impending climax. You release his cock from your mouth with a hazy smile, Frank smiles down at you cock bobbing at the sight before him. He brings both thumbs to your face drying up the tears that fell from your eyes and and pulling you in for a kiss.

Bringing his hands down your arms and holding your hands Frank slowly helps you back up, bringing you in close to make sure your shaky knees are ready to stand. "Get on the bed." You're just beginning to scoot your bum to the edge of the bed when Frank stops you with a tap to the hip and a tsk "Other way doll." "Oh!" You shyly twist your body, bringing your knee to the mattress, you dont need instruction. You know what your man likes. You slowly let your hands crawl forward just enough to let you drop your upper body to meet the soft bedding, your glistening pussy and puckered hole on full display for the man standing behind you. "Can you eat my ass again frankie?" Peeking over your shoulder like butter wouldn't melt. Frank dives in. One hand on his cock, the other on the swell of your ass, tongue hot and flat swiping through your folds. When he reaches your asshole he pulls back and spits on it before leaning back down and attacking it with hunger. Swiping his tongue over it rough and passionate, sending shockwaves through your body as he starts to run his finger tips along the inside of your thigh.

"God Frankie, feels so good." You sigh like a prayer to whatever diety granted you a life with this god.  "Yeah ya like that sweetheart?" He breathes into you before lapping you up one more time before standing upright and fisting his cock. You gasp when you feel him guide it through your pussy, collecting the wetness from the dripping mess you've become before slamming into you in one swift motion, your ass bounces against his hips as your back arches with a gasp "FRANK!" ""Yeaaah princess. You'll be alright" both hands gripping your hips he drags his cock out of your tight wet cunt and slamming back into you. The noise of wet skin slapping echoes through the room with cries of "Oh my god" "YES! Right fucking thereee" while youre being dragged over the finish line again.

Franks steady rhythm doesnt falter, the hairs on the back of your neck standing as he hits that sweet spot repeatedly. All of a sudden, theres a pressure, one you've never felt before. Before you can dwell on it, you feel Franks hand snake up your back and around you neck, your jaw bracketed it as he pulls you up, back against his chest, his lips by your ear. "You okay sweetheart?" You nod with a gulp. "Tell me to stop and ill stop, doll" your hands grab his arm as you shake your head side to side. "Words Doll, you dont use em we dont move on from this step." He can feel his cock rub against his thumb in you tight fucking asshole. Driving him crazy at how much you squeeze him. "Please dont stop Frankie." you squeak when he urges his thumb deeper. "You got it sweetheart" he grunts as he starts to thrust harder, your asshole and cunt tightening around him. Frank latches on to your shoulder with his teeth making your back arch into him as he fucks into you relentlessly.