Protection (closed)

Once our hips come together and I grind against you, we hold that position for a few moments . . . then easily find our rhythm, a rhythm that builds our arousal quickly until we find that level of ecstacy that we have found only a few times . . . one that allows us to make love for quite a while . . . peaking together, then backing off . . .. building up again, holding back . . . each peak closer to orgsm, each valley a feeling that it is time to start building again.
 
Riding each wave with you seems to pull us together even more. Kissing and caressing one another, we explore and push each other onwards over and over again. During one of the down moments, I look up into your eyes, seeing the intense love that you have for me and truly feeling humbled by that fact.

“I want you to cum on my belly and tits, Alan.” I murmur, blushing at the fact that I actually said that out loud.
 
"I can do that," I say with a smile . . . and it's not going to be too long before that happens; riding you once again, trying to bring you to an orgasm that will lead to mine and a belly cover with cum.

"That's it, baby," I moan as we start thrusting in unison once more; lifting my hips so that the upper surface of my shaft rubs directly on your clit . . .
 
The moment that you start to rub against my clit, I let out a cry. Bucking my hips against yours, I moan hotly and cum for you. My pussy wetly clenches at your cock as I start to shake and shiver beneath you, gripping the bed sheets tightly as I ride the violent waves of my orgasm.
 
Once your orgasm begins, I press down against you . . . forcing my cock deep inside your trhobbing pussy. As your body begins to slow down from the grip of the orgasm, I pull out of you and sit back on my thighs . . . "Ready for this baby, I can't hold it back any longer."

Don't really have time for an answer, I rise up on my knees, stroking my cock, only a few strokes before ropes of hot cum begin streaming over your pregnant belly . . . quickly moving to your side as the streams weaken, I shower your tits with the last few drops of cum, then rub the head of my cock over your nipples . ..
 
There is absolutely nothing in the world like the sight of my skin coated in your thick cum. Letting out a moan as you rub the head of your cock against my hard nipples, I reach up to pull you down into a passionate kiss. When the kiss starts to end and we’re snuggled up in bed, I press my lips against your cheek.

“Thank you, baby.” I say softly, snuggling up against your side.
 
"You know you can get anything out of me you want, don't you?" I say with a laugh as you snuggle up next to me. "Guess I'll have to get up with Molly in the morning so that you will have time for a shower to wash the stickies away?"

Not even sure you heard the last comment as your breathing pattern tells me you are already asleep.
 
And sleep I do. One of those rare times where I sleep deeply and completely. I don’t even stir in the morning when Molly arrives to pull you out of bed. Of course, Molly babbles about nothing at breakfast, eating her cereal without being told twice before she helps you pick out her outfit for school.

“Can I have peanut butter and jelly for lunch, Papa?” She asks you as she watches you closely while you pack her lunchbox. “Mommy always cuts off the crusts.”
 
Just like her mother, gets anything out of me she wants . . . damn!!

Cutting off the crusts, making sure the edges are to Molly's satisfaction, I finish packing her lunch while she gets her coat. "I think Mommy is still sleeping; I'll go up and tell her we are leaving so she won't be surprised if she wakes up before I get back."

Walking into our bedroom, I slide a hand under the covers and cup and warm breast," Taking Molly to school, babe . . . if you wait until I get back, I'll take a shower with you and get all this nasty cum cleaned off your body."
 
Letting out a little moan as your hand cups my breast, I open my eyes and look up at you with a smile. Kissing you gently, I let out a sigh as you suggest I wait until you get back to take my shower.

“Maybe you can add some more before I take a shower.” I suggest with a sleepy smile upon on my face.
 
"We'll see . . although you can be very persuasive at times . . . be back in a few minutes."

Back downstairs, Molly is waiting . . coat on, lunch box in hand . . . "Mommy was still sleeping, but she will be ready to hear all about you day when you get gome."

After dropping her off, I hurry back home . . . up to the bedroom where you are still sleeping . . . strip down naked and slide back under the covers with you. Hiding my head under the covers, I bring my lips to a breast and start kissing a nipple.
 
Letting out a soft moan in my sleep as I feel a set of lips on my nipples. Sighing softly, my fingers automatically move to tangle in your hair, holding you closer as my eyes slowly flutter open and I’m looking down to see you suckling at my chest.

“That feels good, babe.” I say softly, moaning at the slow nibbling of your lips.
 
"Got some mighty tasty sticky stuff on these nipples, babe . . . guess that's my fault?" Once you start to rouse out of a deep sleep, my hands start moving and caressing your naked body under the covers . . . a pregnant baby bump beginning to be a bit more obvious.

Caressing your belly gently . . . we did that, didn't we?
 
My hand rests over yours as you caress my belly, our eyes meeting as we both think the same thing. I give you a sleep little smile before I lean in and press my lips against yours. Kissing you is one of my favorite things in the world and the fact that you wanted to marry me still leaves me in complete and total awe.

“I’m getting wet, Alan.” I whisper against your ear like it’s a secret.
 
"Good to know that; I hadn't check yet myself". Returning to your lips, I slide my hand down off your belly and between your thighs, my hand caressing you wet lips; I can only imagine how wet you already are on the inside if your swollen lips are so richly coated with you sweet nectar.

"What should we do about that?"
 
A little gasp leaves my lips as you caress my pussy, gathering wetness on your fingertips before you ask me what we should do about my little problem. Squirming from the warmth of your hand, I nibble on my lower lip as I think of all the possibilities.

“We should make love. I want you to choose where we do it, baby.” I murmur against your ear again, nipping the lobe.
 
"My choice . . . hmmmm, what am I thinking? Tell you what, give me two minutes, then grab a robe and meet me in the family room." That's all I have to say; grabbing a pair of boxers, I head down to the family room.

What you don't know is I have set up the TV in the family room so that I can view websites from our computer on the screen. Quickly logging into a porn site that I remember from my "single days", pull up a hot sex scene of a couple in the woods, transfer it to the TV screen, sit back on the couch and wait for you.
 
Coming into the living room with the robe wrapped around my body, I stop short when I see the scene playing in front of us. If I wasn't dripping before, I certainly am now. Looking at you with a little shiver, I give you a grin.

"Is that what you want to do, babe?" I ask you, pointing to the couple that are making love in the middle of the wilderness.
 
"The park was pretty good yesterday . . . but just the thought of making love to you in the wilderness like that is a real turn-on, babe . . . . someday."

Grabbing the hem of your robe and pulling you closer to me . . . keeping you facing the TV, I grip your hips and start lowering your butt toward my body . . . my cock sliding between your hips toward the target.
 
Letting out a gasp as you pull me down into your lap, I moan softly as your cock slips up between my wet lips, rubbing against my pussy in the most erotic way. I sigh as I settle back against your body, nuzzling against your chin as we watch the two fucking on screen.

"I want your hands on my breasts like that." I murmur as we watch the man cupping the woman's breasts from behind, rolling her nipples until she cries out in pleasure. "Please, baby?"
 
Sliding my hands up under your robe . . . something about playing with your breasts while you have your robe on seems to make it even more arousing . . . cupping your swelling breasts and caressing them, such soft skin . . . getting so full with the pregnancy.

Feeling you gentlky rock back and forth as your pussy squeezes my cock; giving in to your desire, I catch your nipples between my fingers and begin squeezing and releasing them.

Whispering, "Like this, love?"
 
"Yes..." I moan, my head tipping back against your shoulder as you play with my breasts, rolling my nipples until I clench hard around your cock, panting as we fuck slowly, intensely.
 
"Damn, baby . . . you feel so good like this . . . riding my cock . . . playing with your tits . . ."

Watching the movie playing on the TV, imagining you spread out under a tree in the forest like that couple . . . something new to look forward to.
 
I let out a cry as you whisper those words into my ear, my wet pussy clenching around your cock as I continue to watch the porn on the TV.

"Your hands feel so good, babe." I murmur, turning my head to the side for a kiss as I feel your hands giving my tits a nice squeeze.
 
As you turn back toward me, we kiss, softly but passionately . . . I feel the head of my cock brush against your clit, causing a tremor thru your body . . .

As the kiss breaks, whispering, "You're hotter than any of those chicks in the movies will ever be, babe . . . " giving your tits a squeeze, lifting my abutt off the couch and plunging deep in your pussy once more, the warmth and tightness of your inner tunnel unbelievable . . .
 
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