by Jamie Knight
I took my hand off his shoulder for a second and put it on my belly.
“Even the curves that are getting bigger?” I asked.
He kissed me again, deeper and more passionate.
“It’s so sexy to have you carrying my baby,” he admitted. “I might like you pregnant all the time.”
I laughed and blushed slightly.
“Well, maybe not all the time, but Kelly has always wanted a little sister.”
“Whatever Kelly wants, Kelly gets,” he murmured, pressing his lips to mine again. “We will make that happen as soon as this little guy decides to join us.”
He moved his lips to my ear and kissed the sensitive spot at the top of my neck. I felt a shiver go through me.
“Just think how much fun that will be, trying to get pregnant again.”
My whole body filled with heat. I pressed closer to my husband and felt his cock harden beneath his tuxedo pants. It was time to find a little privacy, so when the band leader announced that everyone was to join in on the dancing, I grabbed Steve’s hand and pulled him towards the doors.
Once we hit the elevator and were alone, all our inhibitions broke down. Steve kissed me deeply, pulling my face up to his. He traced my jaw with his fingers and then followed that imaginary line with kisses.
I leaned into his tall, muscular frame, feeling his warmth and running my hand up along the crotch of his pants. He was hard and I could tell that his cock needed to be inside me, quick. I wasn’t even sure if we would make it to the hotel suite.
He pushed me in front of him and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling my body into his. His cock pushed up against my butt. With my head pulled to the side, Steve sucked and nibble on my ears and neck.
His hands moved up from my waist too my cleavage that was practically spilling out of my dress. He grabbed and pulled on my boobs till they were clearly showing and my hard nipples could be seen. A pinch on each sent a shiver through my body.
The elevator dinged on our floor. I covered my bare breasts with my hands and we took off down the corridor. As Steve fiddled with the key, I unzipped his pants and brought his thick, hard cock out. It was dripping with precum and straining slightly. I pumped it a bit with my hand, using the precum as lube.
The door to our suit opened and we tumbled inside. As soon as it slammed behind me, I dropped to my knees and took Steve’s cock into my mouth. It was so hard, it hardly fit and the girth pushed my lips and cheeks out.
I licked up and down his shaft, teasing every inch. I even reached up and massaged his balls as I bobbed my head up and down on his dick.
“No!” Steve grunted. He pulled back a bit. “Not enough time.”
He pulled me to my feet, turned me around and started pulling at the laces on my corset.
“Nope!” I argued. “That will take forever.”
Not even bothering to get to the bed, I got down on all fours on the carpet and pulled my dress up. Steve slid my satin panties off my legs.
He moved up so that he was kneeling behind me and rubbed his hard cock on my lower lips. I was wet and ready for him to take me as his wife. His cock head parted my folds and slipped in.
Steve pushed until he was inside me to the hilt. We both sighed a little, happy with the closeness and the pleasure we were giving each other.
But we only held still for a second. Lust overtook us. I thrust my hips back into his thighs and abs, taking his cock deeper and then sliding it out of my pussy so that I could thrust down on it again.
We knew we had to hurry. Our wedding guests would be understanding, but they wouldn’t wait on us forever.
My belly tensed and my pussy started to quiver as Steve pulled his dick in and out of me. We both started moaning. I reached down between my legs to give my clit a little rubbing. It felt like electricity was running through me. My orgasm was coming fast.
“I… love… you!” Steve grunted as he fucked me as his wife for the first time.
“I love you too, baby,” I told him. “I’m so happy that we’re a family.”
Steve thrust in deep. I felt his cock swell and his seed filled my womb. The warm, wet feeling was too much for me. I came.
My hands and legs shaking, I almost fell over, but I strained to keep up and keep Steve inside me for as long as I could. He came again, filling me further. My pussy was drenched. It pulsed and milked his cock for more and Steve came again, until his cum started to dribble down my thighs.
That was all we could take. We both fell to the floor gasping.
“Wow,” I giggled. “It really is good when you’re married.”
Steve laughed.
“Oh baby, we’re just getting started.”
We relaxed for a few minutes before cleaning up and heading back downstairs to dance the night away with our guests. No one mentioned anything about our disappearance, but there were a few people who gave us knowing looks.
I just smiled and kept ahold of my new husband. I wanted him by my side - by our side - forever, and I was so happy he wanted the same thing.
Chapter 15
Molly
“The doctor said this will help the baby come out, but it isn’t very comfortable,” I told Steve, as I got on all fours so that we could have sex.
We hadn’t done it in a while, ever since my belly got so big. But tonight we were in dire straits – I was overdue and if this baby didn’t come soon, they were going to induce me.
Plus, tomorrow was Mother’s Day, and I thought it would be a nice touch if he was born then. Not only was it important to me as a mother, but it was also the anniversary of when Steve and I had first met.
Everything had been going so well with us. I enjoyed living in this huge mansion and being a stay at home mom to Kelly. I had also started taking some online courses so I could finish my degree like I’d meant to do back in my college days.
“Here, let me help it feel better,” Steve said, leaning over to rub my clit.
“Oh, that does feel good,” I said, wondering how I could forget that pregnancy hormones always made me feel even better down there.
He played with my nipples and I felt I was already going to melt in his hands.
“I need your cock,” I told him. “It’s been far too long.”
“You need this?” he asked, as he entered me from behind.
My pussy was so wet that it was easy for him to slide all the way in and fill me up in that way I loved.
“Yes, exactly that,” I told him.
I leaned back so that our heads were touching as he thrust in and out of me. The way he was reaching around to play with my clit while his cock was in my pussy and his other hand was playing with my nipples was driving me wild.
“I’m cumming,” I called out, as the shock of electricity that started at my nerve endings went all the way through my body.
I breathed deeply, feeling a jolt and a kick in my stomach.
Was it working? I wondered. Was the baby getting ready to be born?
“I’m going to cum, too,” Steve said, oblivious to the baby-related sensations inside me.
I didn’t feel anything else, but as he started pushing himself further inside me, another wave of an orgasm started coming over me and it was all I could think about.
“I’m cumming again,” I moaned.
“Good, cum all over my cock while I cum in your pussy,” he said.
It felt so good to not have to ever wear condoms anymore. Obviously there was no fear of him knocking me up and before our wedding we had both gotten tested to make sure that it was safe for us and the baby if we went without any form of protection.
“It’s amazing,” I called out. “It feels so good.”
He spanked my ass just a little bit, because ever since I’d gotten pregnant, he’d been a lot more gentle during sex. I couldn’t wait until we could have rough sex again.
We came together and it felt great to feel him shooting his load inside me. But as soon as I went to lay down on the bed to recuper
ate, I felt another sharp pinch in my stomach.
“I think I just had a little contraction,” I told him.
“You sure?” he asked excitedly, jumping up to put his clothes on. “Should I tell Kate to watch Kelly so we can go into the hospital? You have your bag packed, right? With the Dodgers onesie for him to wear?”
I laughed at his excitement as a first-time dad. And also that he was so sure our kid would be a Dodgers fan, when I told him that Kelly already had all her teddy bears decked out in Red Sox tutus. He was slowly converting even her, though, despite my wishes.
“It’s been a while since I’ve been in labor,” I told him. “But I’m pretty sure this is the start of it. But don’t worry; we don’t have to hurry in just yet. I have to time my contractions and wait until they get close enough together.”
“Okay, but I should text the doctor and let him know something’s started, right?” Steve asked.
“I think so,” I told him, but then when I felt a squeeze around my midsection that radiated around to my back, I suddenly remembered what a contraction felt like, and this was it. It may have been a long time ago, but nothing erased that memory. “Yeah, do that now.”
It looked like the doctor’s prescription of sex to induce labor had worked. I’d better jump in the shower and clean off. It seemed that baby boy was on his way into this world.
***
“Waaaaaah! Waaaaaaah!”
Less than twelve hours later, I was holding my bouncing, screaming baby boy. He hadn’t taken long to get here compared to my very long two-day labor with Kelly. But he had waited until after midnight, at least, so he was officially born on Mother’s Day.
“He’s so beautiful,” Steve said, staring down at both of us. “I can’t get over it.”
“I think he’s done nursing,” I told him. “Do you want to hold him?”
“Do I ever!”
He was so excited; it was cute. I handed him to him and he looked like a natural as he curled him in his arms.
“I think we should name him Samuel,” he said.
“Samuel?” I asked, surprised.
We hadn’t been able to pick a name yet, and that one hadn’t even been on the list.
“Yes. Because if you hadn’t been working at Sammy’s on Mother’s Day a year ago, we never would have met.”
I laughed hard. But he was serious.
“It is a nice name,” I acquiesced.
“Better than any that those Google sites were able to suggest for us,” Steve said.
“Little Sammy,” I said, looking into the baby’s half-open eyes. “I like it. Its reasoning is pretty crazy, but so are we. And I like the sound of it.”
“Let’s see if Kelly likes it,” Steve said, as just then we heard a knock on the door.
“Come in!” I called out.
Kate and Kelly approached cautiously, with Kate making a low “aww” sound and Kelly squealing, “Yay, my little brother’s here!”
“Kelly, meet Sammy,” I told her. “And Auntie Kate, you too.”
“Sammy?” Kate’s eyebrows shot up as she smiled. “For the breasturant? That’s perfect. It’s so you two.”
“It’s not a brestaurant,” I said, as I laughed.
I was impressed that he had gotten the meaning of the name even faster than I had. But that was Kate, for ya – a smart cookie.
“Eh, potato, pa-ta-to,” she said with a shrug.
“Do you like that name?” I asked Kelly.
“Yes!” she said. “It has a ‘y’ at the end. Like my name does!”
“That’s true,” I told her, deciding to wait until later to get into the whole nickname explanation.
As Kate helped Kelly up into a chair so that Steve could transfer the baby to them, I grinned at my little family, happy that we were all together in one place.
This Mother’s Day was so much better than the last one.
It was, in fact, the best one ever.
I had everything I ever could have asked for, and then some.
Epilogue
Molly
Steve gently takes my cell phone from my hands when I check it for the sixth time in five minutes.
“Sweetheart, I promise you, the kids are fine,” he admonishes me.
I sigh.
“I know, I know, it just feels weird to be away from them.”
“Kate’s got them handled,” he leans over and kisses my neck in a way that makes me shiver.
“Yeah, but…”
“Kelly and Sammy are having lots of fun with Auntie Kate; they’re probably glad we’re gone,” he insists. “So, relax. Besides, you have to turn this off in a minute anyway.”
He presses down on the power button to my phone.
It’s been a full year since the wedding and everything has been fairytale perfect. Kelly has taken to being a big sister like a champ, and she loves her new daddy. Steve has officially adopted her immediately after the wedding, and Kyle has been a ridiculously easy baby. So, now that he’s past those precious little infant months we didn’t want to miss a second of, Steve has finally talked me into letting him take me on a honeymoon.
I fidget with the seat belt across my lap.
“So, you still won’t tell me where we’re going?” I complain.
He shakes his head, chuckling.
“Nope. But you and I both know that no matter where we go, we’re going to see lots of the insides of our hotel room.”
I shiver and nod, feeling my nipples harden under my thin t-shirt. He clearly takes notice of this, as well as the fact that I’ve foregone a bra, and reaches out to brush his fingers over the stiff bud, drawing a moan from my lips.
“I’m going to make all your worries melt away, my love.”
I wonder if there will be time on our flight to make good use of the privacy of the jet.
Screw it, I’ll make time.
We finally take off, and the flight attendant brings us glasses of champagne, informing us that we’re free to move around now.
With a smirk, Steve unbuckles himself before he reaches across the seat and unbuckles mine, his thumb flitting underneath the hem of my shirt and brushing a line of heat across my bare skin. My breath catches and he tugs me to my feet, his champagne flute in the other hand.
“And just where are you taking me?” I ask, with an eyebrow raised and a smile creeping onto my face.
“Just follow me, my princess,” he says, leading me toward the tail of the plane.
He opens a door, revealing a room with a plush bed decked in red satin. Just the sight of it is enough to send tingles across my skin.
I take a sip of champagne and flutter my eyelashes at my husband, and part of me regrets not wearing something vastly more sexy for this, as opposed to comfy leggings and a t-shirt. But he doesn’t seem to care, as he gingerly takes my champagne and his own and sets them carefully aside before tossing me down onto the bed.
I squeal in surprise and delight, erupting into giggles, but he turns those giggles into moans when he pins me and kisses me, his body stretched along the length of my own. I can feel the hard press of his cock against my thigh and I scramble to free his massive dick from its zippered cage.
His rod is hard as steel in my hands, and I coil my fingers around it and start to stroke him. He groans and his eyes drift shut as he indulges in the pleasure for a moment, before tugging off my shirt and ravaging my nipples with his mouth.
I squirm beneath him, gasping, and he tugs down my leggings and panties, throwing them aside. I’m already dripping, so when he slides his fingers into my slit, he does so with ease. His thumb finds my clit, stroking the sensitive nub and making me see stars, and he slips two fingers into my pussy.
My walls clamp around his pumping fingers as I feel myself already on the verge of cumming. And when his teeth brush against my nipple, my vision goes black and the orgasm that hits me makes my legs go numb.
So, when he rolls onto his back, dragging me with him so that I’m straddling his lap
, it takes me a moment of recovery before I can lift my hips and he can slide his cock inside me. But once I’ve come down from the high and the trembling in my legs has calmed, I ride his cock like a professional cowgirl, rolling my hips and driving him deep into my pussy.
He grips my hips and bucks like a bronco underneath me, ramming his cock into me so deep that the pleasure borders on pain. My tits bounce as I ride him and he stares at them with the ravenous gaze of a predator before reaching up and cupping the back of my neck, tugging me down to kiss me roughly before sinking his teeth lightly into my breast.
The sharp sting sends sparks rippling through me, zapping my nerve endings and jolting me harder against him. As his lips move to wrap around my nipple, I see the hint of a bruise left behind already and it makes my lips curve slightly from their “o” shape into a smile.
Married with two kids, and he still gives me hickeys.
I feel the heated tingles of a second orgasm gathering inside me and my breath catches.
“That’s right,” Steve murmurs, his breath heating the skin around my nipple. “Cum for me, princess.”
I continue to ride him, driving toward my climax, and when it hits, it knocks the breath from me and I collapse into his chest, panting hard.
His hips don’t still, however, pummeling my pussy from below and sending aftershocks washing through me. And to my surprise, it takes only a few seconds before the pleasure starts building me toward yet another release.
It feels so good to have him inside me, making me cum again and again, and he’s right, all my worries have melted away and all I want to do is lose myself in him, in the pleasure. So that’s exactly what I do, giving into the carnal need.
I lose track of everything: time, speed, I forget where we are. The only thing in my focus is my husband, and when I’m finally on the brink of surrender, my trembling limbs exhausted and our skin slick with sweat, I hear the grunt and feel Steve shudder as he cums, filling me up with the heat of his seed.
We sink into the satiny softness, entwined in each other, my body still throbbing and tingling all over.