by King, Imani
She brought my face up to hers and kissed me deeply and passionately. Then she unbuttoned my dress shirt as I undid my trousers. Within 2 seconds I was skimming my thickened cock back and forth across her neatly trimmed little mound. She spread open her legs for me, allowing me feel her wetness all the way up to eager clit .
“You are a horny mommy, aren’t you ?”
I went down on her and gently sucked and licked her heavenly juices. Her goddess-like pussy was like sweet ambrosia in my mouth. Chelsea purred with delight. Her slick lips opened further as I slipped 3 fingers in, prepping her for my large throbbing muscle .
“Oh yeah Blaize, that’s just the right spot. That feels so good. Slide your cock in now, honey. Make me come all over it .”
“I’ll make you fucking come all right !”
“Fuck me gently though……remember ?”
“I can make you come any which way you want .”
Her swollen slit was aching for me now. I teased it a bit with the head of my dick but she couldn’t take it. She quivered at the slightest touch but opened herself further to accommodate me. I slid my slick member into her gently and gradually, until I filled her entire soft channel. I was very careful not to be too rough with her. We rocked together in perfect rhythm with each other, in an extraordinarily tender way. I was truly making love with a woman…. maybe for the first time .
Her moans were soft and sweet. We took our time giving pleasure to one another. She held me in her arms with the complete affirmation that I was her man. Her only man. What a fucking thrill it was. Finding it nearly impossible to hold back the flood of emotion I needed to share with her through my loins, I drove myself deeper with each slow and deliberate thrust. She tightened the grip of her legs around me like a vice as her body arched involuntarily .
“Blaize, don’t stop sweetie! I’m on the edge !”
I could feel Chelsea clenching her walls and coming, over and over, as I exploded into her. The power and intensity of my own climax was unprecedented. It was quite possibly the most erotic experience of my life .
My exhausted body was wracked with sweat. I felt almost paralyzed. I literally couldn’t move. Chelsea was trapped beneath me but she didn’t seem to care. She raked the wet hair from my face and cradled my head in her arms. It was truly blissful .
We must have both dozed briefly because we were completely caught off-guard by the sound of a key in the front door .
Chelsea jumped up off the couch, dumping me onto the floor .
“Oh my god! It must be Tiffany !”
She quickly slipped back into her robe, leaving my naked ass to fend for itself at her feet .
As the door started to open, Chelsea snatched the knitted throw blanket from off the back of the couch and tossed it down onto me. Unfortunately, it landed on my head, leaving my nether region exposed in plain sight .
Rolande and Tiffany appeared through the door but stopped dead in their tracks. The sound of uproarious laughter immediately followed, as soon as they saw my dick .
“Wow you guys! You know the house has 2 bedrooms!” Tiffany squealed with amusement .
I wrapped the blanket around my waist and stood up, not knowing that the head of my dick was peeking out through the stretched loops of the yarn .
“I’d burn that blanket if I were you Tiffany! Jesus Christ Blaize, I can’t look at you !”
Tiffany chimed in with more laughter .
“Well I see somebody looking at us…………hi little guy! Oops! Sorry Blaize, I mean…… hi big guy !”
Rolande and Tiffany were doubled over, wiping the tears from their faces at this point .
Chelsea grabbed a towel from the hall linen closet and kindly wrapped it around my waist .
“Okay you two hyenas, stop making fun of the father of my child !”
Their laughter ended abruptly, just like Chelsea obviously had intended .
“Oh my god! Are you serious Chels? Is that why you’ve been sick ?”
“Yep! Can you believe it Tiff ?”
Tiffany started squealing again, only much louder. She hugged Chelsea, then she hugged me, then she hugged Chelsea again. She joyously danced around the room, shouting out :
“I’m gonna be an auntie! Auntie Tiffany! Woohoo! I always wanted to be an Auntie Tiffany !”
Rolande shook my hand and patted me on the back .
“Congratulations, friend. I never thought I’d see it; the end of an era. Blaize Simon, embraces the role of family man. You must be one bewitching woman, Chelsea .”
He hugged her tightly and kissed her on the cheek. There was a touch of sadness and resignation in his voice but I knew he was sincerely happy for me .
“She certainly is, Rolande. She’s had me under her spell since I first laid eyes on her in my kitchen, that night .”
“And you guys, this is a secret; just between the 4 of us. At least until I can tell my dad. We’re going to go up to San Fran and tell him this weekend .”
Thankfully, Tiffany had calmed down enough to talk like a normal, rational human being .
“Chelsea, you normally don’t even make a formal announcement anyway, until you’re safely further along. Especially with your medical history. You really should see your doctor as soon as possible .”
“Thanks Tiffany, I appreciate that advice. I knew you’d say that, so I already made an appointment for Thursday .”
“Good girl! Oh, I’m so happy for you! I love you Chelsea. Group hug everybody !”
Tiffany brought the 3 of us into her warm embrace and squeezed tightly. I was the first to break loose and headed for the front door. Everybody shouted at me simultaneously, “And where do you think you’re going ?”
“I’m going next door to bribe Mrs. Macintosh into keeping our secret !”
30
Chelsea
D r. Handler confirmed my pregnancy with a blood test and a physical examination. She was pleasantly surprised, considering all prior diagnoses of infertility. It was too early to zero in on an exact due date, because of the inconsistency of my monthly cycle, but she thought the baby would arrive sometime in May. She said I was healthy and strong and that my pregnancy should be free of health risks. I couldn’t have asked for a more positive visit. And so I happily packed my weekend bag for our trip to San Francisco to see daddy .
I was excited but still nervous about his possible reaction to my pregnancy. There was no way I was going to drop a baby bomb on him over the phone. He sounded delighted that we were coming up to visit and he proudly admitted that he was especially looking forward to interrogating Blaize. I smiled to myself. I was such a lucky woman. I knew my pop would never stop protecting me .
Blaize picked me up in the Jag and headed for LAX .
“What time does our flight leave ?”
Blaize gave me a look of astonishment .
“Are you serious, Chelsea ?”
“What? Did I say something wrong ?”
“Chelsea…….our flight leaves whenever I want it to, silly girl! It’s my plane !”
“Oh my god! Sometimes I forget you have that much money Blaize !”
“We’re not flying up there in my plane though. That seemed a little boring .”
“Flying up the coast in a private jet is boring to you?” Now, I looked at him in astonishment .
“I thought it would be much more fun to take a helicopter up there! Don’t you think so ?”
“A helicopter? I’ve never ridden in a helicopter in my life !”
“Where’s your sense of adventure Chelsea? But if you really don’t like the idea, and you’re scared, we can take the plane. It’s okay either way .”
“We sure do come from two very different worlds, Blaize. It’s crazy to me! Suddenly I’m choosing between the jet or helicopter ?!”
“Get used to it. My world is your world now. That little bundle you’re carrying forever links us together ……”
Blaize was right. It was a wonderful yet scary thought t
o me. How would I ever fit into his world ?
“Okay, I’ve decided. Helicopter it is, Blaize !”
“You’re gonna love it, Chelsea! I promise .”
We parked the car, and Blaize grabbed our 2 small bags out of the trunk. The noisy helicopter pad was bustling with airport personnel. An important-looking man with a clipboard was just finishing an apparent mechanical check-up for us. He shook Blaize’s hand and smiled .
“Everything looks great, Mr. Simon. Have a great flight, sir .”
“Thanks a lot Sam. Your expertise is always appreciated. I’d like you to meet my fiancée, Chelsea Dixon. Chelsea, this is Sam Lewis. He’s one of the few mechanics I fully trust .”
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Lewis .”
“Nice to meet you, ma’am,” he said as he tipped his hat to me and walked away .
“Well….. this is our sled. Isn’t she a beauty? Get in lover!” Blaize commanded me with excitement .
“I don’t understand. Is this the one we’re taking? There are only 2 seats ……”
“Are you looking to invite someone else along, Chelsea ?”
“Yeah! How ‘bout a pilot !”
Blaize gave me the same incredulous look he gave me earlier .
“Pilot? I am the pilot! Chelsea, for god’s sake, get a clue woman !”
“You know how to fly planes and helicopters …….?”
“Of course, doesn’t everyone ?”
Blaize laughed and helped me up into my seat, throwing our bags quickly into the back before taking his place at the controls .
I stared at him in awe and disbelief while he performed his start-up procedure and made contact with the control tower. He was such an incredible man. I rested my hand on my tummy and flashed him my happiest smile .
In an instant, my emotions went from sheer joy to terror as we lifted straight up off the ground, and flew over the airport. My body tensed and tightened with the increasing noise of the rotor, causing my stomach to flip-flop .
“Sit back and relax, Chelsea. Enjoy the ride! I promise you are safe in my hands .”
After a minute or two, I was able to do just that. Logic and reason took over my brain and I knew Blaize was right. I felt totally safe in his hands .
The rugged Pacific coastline was magnificent from the air. Blaize was an amazing pilot and the entire flight was so incredible I didn’t want it to end. I was now hooked on helicopter travel! In little more than an hour, we were flying low over the beautiful bay area and landing at San Francisco International Airport. Our limo was waiting for us and whisked us into the city .
We took the glass elevator up to our luxury penthouse suite at the top of the Grand Marquis Hotel. When we arrived at the room, Blaize scooped me up like a new bride and carried me over the threshold. He was the most romantic man I’d ever met .
Blaize set me down on the edge of the large plush bed, and put our bags and his jacket in the closet .
“So do you want to fuck before we go visit your dad ?”
“Blaize! You’re a writer, you should know how to choose your words better than that !”
He pulled up my blouse and started kissing my tummy .
“What’s wrong with what I said ?”
“Everything! No girl wants to hear the words ‘fuck’ and ‘your dad’ used in the same sentence .”
“Sorry. How about ‘Can I eat your pussy before we go meet your dad?’ Is that better ?”
He pulled down the zipper of my jeans and slid them down past my hips. Then he knelt at my feet and tugged at the little bow on my panties with his teeth .
I surrendered to his oral persuasion once again, and laid myself back on the bed as he slid my pants and panties down and off onto the floor. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his moist desirous mouth and amazingly handsome face .
He unleashed my highly aroused tits and buried his head in them, ravishing my nipples with his sensuous lips. Then he kissed and licked his way down to my aching clit. I loved the roughness of his five o’clock stubble up against my tender pussy .
“Chelsea, I want you to come all over my mouth for me…….my tongue, my lips. I want to drink your lovely sweet creaminess .”
His talented tongue alternately pleasured my clit and slit; striking tirelessly back and forth between the two. As I began to come he sucked and relished my wetness, driving me even harder to the height of each orgasm .
“Blaize…….. oh Blaize……suck on my clit baby !”
And he did he ever! I reciprocated by obediently coming all over his mouth like he wanted .
31
Blaize
I washed Chelsea’s sweet pink pussy off with a warm wash cloth and she purred with delight .
“Thank you Blaize. That feels amazing, honey .”
“My pleasure mon petit chou .”
“You’re calling me a little cabbage now, huh ?”
“You know very well it’s just a French term of endearment .”
“I just realized the baby will be bilingual …”
“It will be unavoidable, actually. She will be brilliant .”
“She? Why did you say ‘she’, Blaize ?”
“Truth be told, I have a picture of myself in my mind……… of me with a daughter. A little girl who looks up to me the way you look up to your dad .”
“Blaize, you know sometimes you say the loveliest things .”
I straightened out my shirt and put my jacket back on, while Chelsea put herself back together and kissed me on the cheek .
“So……..where does your dad live exactly? We should get going .”
“He lives at 435 Hyde Street, right off the cable-car line, in an assisted living facility .”
“I’ll call for the limo, and we’ll head out .”
“Okay Blaize, lemme just grab the bag of sweet goodies I brought for daddy .”
“You’re such a thoughtful daughter, Chelsea. You know that?” I kissed her sweetly on the forehead .
“Yes I do. Besides, I’m hoping it will help to soften his demeanor a bit. He’s probably going to try to scare you into believing he’s a tough guy. In reality, of course, he’s a marshmallow .”
“He may be a marshmallow with you, but if he’s a war veteran, he’s must be a very tough guy too. I’m sure he’s been through more than you even know. Much more than he’ll ever share with you. And I am scared of him. I’m scared I won’t meet with his approval .”
I took Chelsea’s hand as we headed out of the hotel’s revolving door and got in the car. The San Francisco weather was unusually warm, even for summer. I preferred the city when it was cloudy and drizzly. It felt more romantic, and it reminded me a bit of Paris .
Our driver skillfully maneuvered the limo through the heavy traffic of downtown San Francisco. During our ride, Chelsea filled me in on her dad’s Gulf War Syndrome .
I had never heard of the illness before then. The burning oil wells, nerve gas, and combat stress that the troops had been exposed to caused a multitude of physical and mental problems. Her dad suffered from chronic fatigue, muscle pain, diarrhea, memory issues, rashes, and breathing problems. Not to mention the loss of one of his legs from an explosive. I was right; this man was no marshmallow. He was more like The Terminator; completely indestructible .
We crept up to the top of an insanely steep hill, before rounding the corner and pulling up to the curb in front of Willie Dixon’s place. Chelsea reminded me not to call it an old folks’ home. Willie found that term offensive. I assured her she needn’t worry; I found it offensive as well .
Inside the facility, we found most of the residents eating lunch in the communal dining area. Chelsea’s eyes scanned the room for her dad. Once she spotted him, she ran to his side, bent down, and threw her arms around him in a giant bear hug .
“Daddy! It’s so good to see you!” She kissed him repeatedly on the face. “I brought you a bag of your favorite macaroons and pralines .”
“That’s my baby girl! Yo
u look beautiful as always! Thank you sugar!” His eyes lit up when he saw her and got even wider when he looked in the bag .
Willie Dixon was seated in a wheelchair, sharing a small dining table with his roommate Earl .
“How ya doin’ Miss Chelsea?” Earl tipped his hat and smiled up at us .
Chelsea gave Earl a warm hug and a kiss on the top of his head .
“Earl, have you been keeping my dad in line ?”
“Oh yeah! You know somebody has to !”
“Daddy, I brought Blaize up with me, so you could finally meet each other. Daddy……and Earl, this is Blaize Simon. Blaize, this is my dad Sgt. William Dixon and his army buddy Sgt. Earl Robinson .”
“It’s an honor to meet you both.” I sincerely shook the hands of both men .
I honestly had no idea what it would be like to fight for my country. I didn’t know how the awesome men and women who fought in wars endured the experience, only to return home (if they were lucky) with debilitating injuries. They were made of a stronger fabric than I .
Chelsea’s dad immediately gave me the proverbial “stink eye”; the squint and raised eyebrow of suspicion .
“So, I finally get to meet the famous Blaize Simon?! Earl, this is the rich Frenchman Chelsea’s been seeing. The one I told you about .”
“Yes, I remember. And you know what…… I think this is a family matter Willie. So I’m just gonna leave the three of you alone now. It was nice seeing you Miss Chelsea, and a pleasure to make your acquaintance Mr. Simon .”
Earl grabbed his cane and got up slowly, holding onto the table for extra balance. He patted Chelsea on the head before shuffling toward the dining hall exit .
“We’ll pop into your room for a bit later, before we leave, Earl. Is that okay?” Chelsea called out .
“Sure honey. I’ll just be setting up the checker board, and sitting there waiting to beat Willie .”
“Don’t you mean waiting to cheat Willie!” Chelsea’s dad yelled across the room .
Chelsea and I sat down at Willie’s table, and there was a long awkward silence at first. The three of us just sat there looking at each other, but nobody wanted to start the conversation. Willie finally decided to jump in and take the bull by the horns .