Steven moaned softly as he pulled me toward him. My body pressed against his and within a few seconds, I found myself slightly bucking my hips forward. I was starting to get very turned on and I could tell that Steven was too. Underneath the crotch of his jeans was the familiar bulge that I had grown to love.
I slowly pulled away from our kiss, looking into his blue eyes.
“Why do you have to be so perfect?” I asked.
Steven gazed at me for a moment, then said, “I could ask you the same thing.”
Then he immediately brought his lips back to mine, this time with even more pressure and intensity. Our hands moved up and down each other’s bodies as we grinded our crotches together.
My pussy began to throb and I felt myself beginning to get wet. I was in love with this man, but even so, I still found myself lusting for him. My hands moved down to the button that held his jeans together. With one hand, I undid the button and then quickly unzipped them. I then reached my hand down the crotch of his pants, feeling his hard cock underneath my fingertips. Steven moaned into our kiss the moment that my hand landed on his manhood. I pulled away from the kiss just long enough to whisper, “Take it out.”
Steven reached down and quickly took of his jeans and underwear without even breaking from the kiss. His erect dick was fully exposed and I grasped it with my hand, slowly jerking him off. He moaned, as my fingers grazed along the length of his shaft.
My crotch started to throb with increasing intensity. I wanted that thick cock of his inside of me so bad. My body craved him. I pulled away from the kiss once more and then whispered, “Fuck me.”
Steven growled softly. It was a familiar sound, one that told me he was extremely turned on and ready to ravage me.
“I’m so glad that you’re my girl,” he said, as he brought his hands to the bottom of his t-shirt and pulled it up and over his head.
I sat up on the couch and did the same thing, pulling my shirt over my head and tossing it to the floor. Then I unclasped my bra, releasing my breasts to the air. Steven didn’t hesitate to bring his mouth to them, softly licking my nipples and causing them to grow firm. Pleasure filled my body as his mouth grazed the sensitive nubs.
“Oh, God yes,” I said. “That feels so good, baby. I love when you do that.”
Steven growled again, moving his face back and forth between my breasts and pleasuring each of my nipples. At the same time, he undid the buttons on my pants. Then he slowly stood up, grabbing the waist of my jeans and gently pulling them off of me. He immediately went to work on my panties, doing the same thing and getting me completely naked.
He looked over my body for a second, as lust filled his eyes. Then he breathed in quickly, as he brought his hand to his cock, stroking it in front of me. I spread my legs for him and then motioned him to come closer.
“I want it,” I whispered.
Steven exhaled and stepped toward me, his dick in his hand. He then grabbed my legs, pressing my knees gently toward my chest.
“You turn me on so much,” he said, as he began to buck his hips forward.
The tip of his cock pressed against my opening, shooting a burst of pleasure into my body. I moaned softly and nodded my head.
“Yes...” I whispered.
Steven pressed forward, burying his tip inside of me and getting it soaking wet. Then he pulled out a bit, before plunging it halfway inside. A squeal of pleasure escaped my lips and I closed my eyes.
“God yes,” I groaned.
Steven pulled out once more and then bucked his hips forward again, this time sinking his entire shaft inside of me at once, all the way to his balls. My lips parted and a contented sigh came out of my mouth.
Oh, God...I love this.
He held his thick cock inside of me, spreading my pussy to its limits. Then, very slowly, he started to fuck me. He used his entire shaft, pulling it out all the way to the tip before plunging it back inside. Each pump sent another wave of ecstasy into my body and my pussy instantly got even wetter than before.
“Fuck yes,” Steven whispered, as he brought his hands to my breasts, gently fondling them while he fucked me.
I nodded my head and licked my lips, letting the pleasure fill me.
“That feels so good,” I moaned.
Steven continued with the slow pace, easing himself in and out of my pussy. It was almost like he was teasing me with it, going as slowly as possible.
“Do you like when I go slow?” he asked.
The look on my face probably gave him the answer he was looking for. My eyes were closed and my jaw was dropped. I could hardly speak.
Steven groaned each time he entered me and after a few more thrusts, I felt his pace begin to slowly increase. I opened my eyes, watching as he began to fuck me faster. The waves of pleasure inside of me quickened at the same time and I began to moan out in perfect cadence with his thrusts.
“Yes, baby,” I said. “You can fuck me slow or fast, I don’t care.”
Steven growled once more and then increased his pace even further. He leaned forward and began to pleasure my nipples with his mouth once again as he fucked me. I brought my hand to the back of his head, pulling his face into my breasts and feeling the vibration as he began to moan.
“Oh, God, yes,” I groaned.
Steven’s balls slapped up against my ass with each thrust. The intense pleasure continued to increase. I wasn’t sure if it was because I was pregnant, but my pussy was more sensitive than ever. I could feel every single ridge of Steven’s cock as it entered me, each one sending an electric shock of sensation inside of me.
Steven pulled his face away from my chest and then grabbed my knees, draping them over his shoulders. He then increased his pace even further, the muscles in his torso contracting as he slammed his body into mine.
“Oh, my God,” I whispered.
My breasts began to bounce on my chest as pounded me and my back began to slide upward along the couch. It felt amazing having him fuck me like that, but I wanted to have him take me in my favorite position...doggy style.
“Baby,” I said. “I want you to take me from behind.”
Steven brought his eyes up to my face and then slowed his pace down. After a moment, he pulled out.
“Turn around, baby,” he whispered.
I flashed a flirtatious smile and then flipped around on the couch, bringing myself to my knees and bending over in front of him. I then grabbed the back of the couch, as I looked over my shoulder.
Steven stepped close to me. Then he grabbed my hips and plunged his dick back into my pussy, sending with it a deep and pleasurable wave of ecstasy.
“Oh, God...” I grunted, as the pleasure filled my body once again.
Steven squeezed my hips as he took me from behind. I closed my eyes and faced forward, leaning my head against the back of the couch and allowing him to have me. As he entered me, I suddenly realized that it didn’t really feel like just sex with Steven. It actually felt like we were making love. We were so connected, that sex with him was just another expression of our unconditional love toward each other. It was no different than anything else we did, except it was physical. I hadn’t had that kind of sex with anybody before in my life.
Steven moved his hands up my back, placing them on my shoulders. He then gently pulled me toward him, which caused my back to arch.
“Yes,” I said. “Like that.”
With my back arched, his dick was able to enter me just a little bit further than before. Steven kept his hands on my shoulders as he pounded me, sending deep pulsations of ecstasy inside of me. Each plunge caused the pleasure to intensify, building on itself, until I felt the rise toward orgasm coming on.
“You’re going to make me cum,” I said, as my eyes began to roll into the back of my head.
Steven pulled back on my shoulders a little harder and then increased his pace. The waves of pleasure filled my body, overwhelming my senses. My jaw dropped and a smile crossed my face as I climaxed hard.
My pussy clamped around his shaft and my entire body shuddered with sensation. Steven held me up and continued to fuck me as my juices poured onto his cock, lubricating it even further. A moment later, my hands gave out underneath me and the upper half of my body relaxed onto the back part of the couch.
Oh, my God...
Steven slowed down his pace and I took a breath. There was something about his dick that caused me to climax so quickly. It was just the right size and shape, creating the perfect amount of friction inside of me to send me over the top each and every time.
After a few seconds, I opened my eyes and looked over my shoulder. Steven was still fucking me, but at a much slower pace now. His skin had a layer of sweat on it and the muscles in his chest were rising and falling in cadence with his breathing. I shook my head in awe as I watched him. It was still hard to believe that a man like Steven was my boyfriend. In all of my wildest dreams, I couldn’t have imagined that I’d end up with someone who could have easily been an underwear model if he had wanted to.
Steven thrust inside of me a few more times and then pulled out. I felt empty the moment that his cock was out, but luckily, he didn’t hesitate to make another move.
“I want you in the music room,” he said. “On the piano.”
My eyes widened with surprise, but a smile complimented the look.
“You’re so bad,” I said, flirtatiously.
Steven grabbed my hand, helping me up from the couch. Then he led me into the music room. He immediately walked toward the large piano, moving the bench to the side.
“Bend over the keys,” he said.
I did exactly as he asked and stepped in front of the piano, placing my hands on the upper part and bending over the keys. My breasts were just a few inches from the black and white ivory below.
“Is this a fantasy of yours?” I asked.
Steven nodded as he bit his bottom lip. Then, without saying a word, he approached me from behind and plunged his cock back inside of me. My lips parted and my eyes closed as his dick delivered another dose of pleasure.
“Fuck yes,” Steven whispered, as his shaft slipped back inside, all the way to his balls.
He then gripped my hips and began fucking me once again. This time, though, he went quickly, pounding me even harder than before. I didn’t understand his fantasy of having sex with me on the piano, but who was I to judge? I was just happy that it turned him on so much.
As Steven’s pace increased, my breasts began to bounce underneath me. I brought one of my hands to them and began to fondle them, feeling my nipples grow firm to my touch. We were both silent for a bit and the only sound in the room was our breathing and our sweat-soaked bodies slapping against each other’s.
After a few moments, though, I heard Steven’s breathing begin to quicken.
“Oh, God yes,” he whispered, in between heavy breaths. “I’m going to cum.”
A smirk crossed my face and I looked over my shoulder, nodding my head.
“Cum on me,” I begged.
Steven closed his eyes and leaned his head back slightly. His face turned read and his mouth began to grimace.
“God...yes...” he grunted.
Immediately after he spoke, he pulled his cock out of me. It was shining from my natural lubrication as he grabbed it and began to stroke it quickly above my ass. Every muscle in his upper body contorted as he jacked off above me. A second later, a burst of white, hot liquid poured out of his tip, landing across my lower back.
“Oh...God...” he groaned, as he continued stroking his shaft.
Another burst of cum shot out of his tip, landing in the same spot as the first. Something about watching him cum on me was so sexy and I found myself almost getting turned on again just watching him.
Steven slowly opened his eyes and took a few deep breaths. He looked up at me, an exhausted yet content expression on his face.
“Wow...” he said. “That was so hot, baby.”
I smiled and nodded my head in agreement.
“Yeah, it was,” I said. “It always is, though.”
Steven stood there in silence for a moment and composed himself after the intense orgasm. Then he walked over to the bathroom and grabbed a towel, which he used to clean up the mess that he had made on my back.
I stood up and turned around as soon as he was done, immediately standing on my tiptoes and pulling him in for a kiss. We held each other passionately, our naked bodies touching. As I pulled away from the kiss, I kept my eyes locked with his.
“What do you say we go lay down for a little while?” I asked.
Steven nodded as he placed an arm around my waist and began leading me out of the living room.
“That sounds amazing,” he said. “But we have to set the alarm just in case we fall asleep. I still have that surprise for you. As long as we get there before dark, we’ll be okay.”
I cocked my head to the side as I looked up at him.
“You sure are a mysterious man,” I said, as a smile crossed my face. “I think that’s part of why I love you, though. You keep me on my toes.”
Chapter 23
Still naked, Steven and I laid down in his bed and cuddled. We both fell asleep almost immediately. I think the morning emotion of telling our parents everything had really taken its toll on us and we both felt exhausted.
Luckily, though, we had set the alarm clock, which pulled both of us out of our sleep a little bit later that afternoon. I rolled over to face Steven and watched as he slowly opened his eyes.
“Wake up,” I said. “I’m excited for my surprise.”
Steven smiled sleepily and then sat up, looking at the alarm clock that was sounding on his nightstand. He reached over and turned it off, then lifted his arms into the air, stretching and yawning at the same time.
“Yeah, we need to get going,” he said. “We only have a couple of hours before it gets dark.”
I crawled out of the bed and stood up, wiping the sleep from my eyes.
“Okay,” I said. “Well I’m going to take a quick shower and then get dressed. I’m going to wear the black dress.”
Steven smiled and said, “Yes, please.”
Then he walked over to his closet and began digging through his shirts.
“I think I’ll wear my black slacks and white dress shirt,” he said. “It’s a special occasion, after all.”
I laughed and rolled my eyes.
“I wish you’d just tell me what the surprise is,” I said. “You’re really making my imagination run wild.”
Steven shrugged his shoulders as he responded, “Sorry, baby. Can’t tell you until we get there.”
“You and your surprises,” I said, as I turned and stepped into the bathroom.
I took just a quick shower. Normally, I’d have stayed in there longer, letting the warm water relax me. But I was far too excited about this little surprise that Steven had for me. I couldn’t stop pondering what it could be.
So after a few minutes in the shower, I stepped out and wrapped myself in a towel. Then I walked out to the bedroom, where I saw Steven buttoning up his white dress shirt.
“Hey, handsome,” I said.
He smiled at me as he began to tuck the shirt into his black slacks.
“Hey, gorgeous,” he responded.
I walked over to the dresser, where the black silk dress that Steven had given me the night before was laying. I picked it up, holding it in the air and letting it unfold.
“I still can’t believe you bought me something so nice,” I said, as I admired the dress. “This is just so beautiful, Steven.”
Steven walked up behind me, wrapping his arms around my belly.
“Well, I’m glad you like it,” he said. “It looks amazing on you.”
Then he gently kissed my neck before stepping away to the other side of the room. He sprayed some cologne on as he said, “Now hurry up, baby. We can’t miss the sunset.”
I dropp
ed the towel, then slipped on my black panties and bra, before stepping into the silk dress. I had only worn it once before, and only for a few minutes. I was excited for the opportunity to wear it out of the house.
After pulling the dress up and over my curvy hips, I turned back to Steven.
“How do I look?” I asked.
Steven looked me up and down, shaking his head in admiration.
“Absolutely perfect,” he said. “But you need a finishing touch.”
He grabbed the other gift he had given me off of the dresser, a beautiful pearl necklace. Then he stepped behind me, wrapping the necklace around my neck and clasping it in the back for me.
We were both in front of the mirror, as Steven nodded his head affirmatively.
“There,” he said.
I smiled and turned around, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
“Thank you, baby.”
Steven placed his hands on my waist and pulled me close. Then he leaned down, giving me a peck on the lips. As he pulled away, he looked me in the eyes and asked, “You ready?”
I nodded my head and a burst of excitement shot through me. I wasn’t even sure what I was ready for, but I knew that I was anxious to see what the surprise was that he had set up for me. Just the night before he had surprised me with a beautiful dress and a pearl necklace and I had no clue how he planned on topping that.
Steven took a quick look in the mirror, adjusting his shirt to make sure that it looked good. Then he flashed a wide smile.
“I can’t wait for this,” he said, with a boyish excitement in his voice. “God, this is going to be the most perfect day of all time.”
Then he grabbed my hand and led me out of the bedroom and down the stairs. We stepped out the front door and hopped into his car. Steven began backing out of the driveway. Out of nowhere, though, he slammed on the brakes.
“Wait,” he said. “There’s one more thing I have to do. I’ll be right back.”
Before I could respond, he put the car in park and stepped out, running quickly back up to the house. A moment later, he came back out, holding a black bandana in his hands. He stepped up to the car and opened the passenger door.
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