Protection (closed)

"She is just tired. She has been busy planning the wedding with Maria and I told her she could take a nap while you and I fixed dinner tonight."

Once we get back from the honeymoon and 'pop' our surprise on everyone, Molly will find out that Mommy will need a lot more rest over the next few months. Once the eggs and bacon start getting close to ready, I send Molly in to wake you up and tell you dinner is ready.
 
Waking up, I smile as Molly gives me a tight hug. I can tell that she’s a little worried about me, but I know that as soon as we tell her what is going on, she will spill the beans to everyone.

“Hey, Miss Molly. Did you get dinner all cooked?” I ask and laugh as she nods. Kissing her forehead, I scoot her towards the kitchen to start pouring some drinks. “Chocolate milk for Molly and orange juice for Papa and Mommy.”

Winking at you, I know that you’re thinking that I’m bribing her. Well, you’d be right!
 
"Hey, believe it or not, I was a kid once . . . so a little chocolate milk once in a while is OK." Sitting down to our 'breakfast-dinner' as Molly called it, we have a nice meal together punctuated with several questions from Molly about next week's wedding and where we are going on our vacation.

Once dinner is done, Molly helps you clear the table and load the dishwasher. "Now you can go downstairs and watch a little TV in the family room before bedtime."
 
After Molly disappears downstairs, I go back into the living room and relax, smiling as you sit down beside me.

“She’s worried. I hate to keep this secret from her, but if we told her everyone would know.” I say as I lay my head on your shoulder. “Maybe we can get some special things for her to do with Maria while we’re gone. It would be good to get her mind off us being gone.”
 
"I'm sure we can arrange that; we'll be lucky if Maria doesn't figure this out before we leave anyway." After an hour or so of TV, "I'll go down and bring her upstairs. You can meet us up in her bedroom and we can get her tucked in. I'll get up and take her to day care tomorrow. I told her when we were fixing dinner that she would be going again tomorrow. After all the fun she had today, she didn't give me an argument."

Walking down to the basement, "How do you like the big TV down here, Princess?" Sitting down with her for the last two minutes of her show. Once it is done, I pick her up and carry her upstairs where you already have her PJ's out and ready. She changes quickly, brushes her teeth, and crawls in.

Once the lights are out, "Do you want to go back and watch TV downstairs, or would you rather just watch in the bedroom tonight?"
 
“I know you’re dying to show me the new TV, so lets go to the basement.” I say, laughing as we head downstairs.

It is a very nice television, but I’m more interested in something else as we get settled on the sofa. Sighing, I slowly start to caress your cock through your pants, feeling it harden under my fingers as I turn my head on your shoulder and look you in the eyes.

“Unbutton your pants, baby. I want to give you a reward.” I say softly, my mouth already watering at the very idea.
 
"Not sure just what I have done, but I'll take a reward anytime." Unbuttoning my pants, and starting to slide down the zipper, until your fingers push mine aside and grasp the zipper yourself. Leaning back on the sofa, I find a very comfortable position and caress your back thru your top as your fingers start to do their magic 'down below'.

A soft moan starts deep in my throat and escapes my lips just as your suggestion and first touch have an immediate effect.
 
“A reward for making Maria happy and a reward for being so good to me and Molly.” I say with a smile as I slide your zipper down and settle before you on my knees, sighing as I lean down and wrap my lips around your cock.

God, baby, you’ll never know how much I love the taste of you. Listening to the soft moan as I start to get you hard, I let out a sigh, my eyes finding yours and holding them as I make love to your cock.
 
Having my cock sucked by you is an amazing experience . . . but watching the love and lust in your eyes as you bob up and down takes it up to a whole new level. I fight the urge to control you movements by grabbing the back of your head . . . so I just lean back, spread my arms across the couch and give you complete control over me at this time . . .

The movement of your fingers around my cock and balls . . . scraping my inner thighs with your fingernails . . . god, baby . . . don't stop . . .
 
As soon as I get you nice and hard and excited, I pull away, grinning as I stand before you and slowly start to do a striptease. First comes my shirt over my head and soon my breasts are bouncing free as I undo my bra. Swaying to music inside of my head, I watch as your eyes follow the movements of my firm tits.

Slowly I shimmy out of my pants and then I hook my fingers into my panties, pulling them down my legs until I’m standing nude in front of you.

“Tell me what you want, baby.” I say in a breathless sigh, my hands moving to cup my breasts and tease my nipples as you watch. “Do you want to fuck my warm, wet pussy? Or maybe your cock would like another taste of my ass.”
 
Reaching for you, "Climb on my cock love, slide that warm, wet pussy all the way down . . . take me deep, love." I can already see the signs of moisture coating your pussy lips, knowing that you will be able to take me deep on one long hard thrust . . . but by you being on top, you can decide how fast . . . or how slow . . . you want that first stroke to be.

Yeah, you like me to take charge, but I think there are times when you enjoying exercising a little control over our love-making. Right, babe?
 
“You always know the right things to say, babe.” I say with a grin as I straddle your cock and slowly sink down onto your throbbing cock with a moan. “Jesus, Alan. You’re stretching my pussy so much.” Slowly my hips start to move and I fuck you as my lips press to yours and kiss you gently.
 
Once you slide all the way down and lean against me, I feel your hard nipples - nipples that will seeon be nursing our bab - pressing into my chest. You lips press against mine; although a gentle kiss, the passion is there. Caressing your back as you begin to ride me, gentle riding motions, but motions that stimulate my cock . . . your inner walls stroking every sruface on my cock.
 
My eyes locked on yours, this moment is incredible as we make love in our new family room. I love the way that your hands rest on my hips, helping me to raise and lower over your thick cock. My breasts drag along your chest, nipples hard and scraping until I moan and kiss you with more passion.

“Don’t you think we should christen all the new rooms?” I whisper against your ear as the kiss breaks, nipping at your ear lobe.
 
"Trust me, my love, we will have all the rooms covered before too long." Wrapping my arms around you as you 'hit bottom' once more and cover my cock completely with your pussy. Your warm breath as you whisper in my ear is another stimulant to my already overloaded system. Lifting my ass of the couch, I can feel that familiar signal deep in my balls that lets me know the end is near and you are about to be flooded once more.

"Fuck me, baby . . . make me cummmmmm."
 
The slapping of our flesh together fills the room as I start to ride you. I whimper and sigh as I feel your ass lifting off the sofa to thrust into me. Kissing you, I know how close you are to letting loose and I’m right there with you.

“Oh, baby. I’m going to cum!” I whimper, my hips thrusting twice more before I explode around your cock.
 
That's all it takes, hearing you gasping as you start to cum . . . my hot seed bursts forth deep inside as you once more ride down hard on top of me. Gasping for air myself, trying to get the words out . . "Yes . . love . . . nowwwwwww . . . ."

Holding you tight against me, your breasts mashed into my chest as we cum together, gradually starting to relax and sink back into the couch.
 
“God, baby. I think each time gets better.” I murmur against your ear as you mash me against your chest and we relax on the couch in our aftermath. “And you are such a dirty old man. I can’t believe how turned on you get at the things that I do.”
 
"Probably because you get so turned on yourself . . . and I can help myself when you do those things to me. You're just so free with you body and your feelings. I love you so much, babe . . . can't wait to see what the next few years bring for our family."

Once we start to calm down, I feel you shiver a bit as your body cools down . . . "Maybe we better get upstairs so crawl under some warm blankets . . ." That means I get to watch your naked ass bounce up the stairs . . . guess I am a dirty old man!
 
Once under the covers, I snuggle up next to you and sigh. Never did I think that my life would have a fairy tale marriage and a prince charming, but I’m quickly believing that Molly’s little bedtime stories might actually be coming true.

The morning comes much earlier then I would have liked and with it, another round of morning sickness. Looks like I’ll have to get use to spending my mornings kneeling on the cold bathroom floor. Trying my hardest not to wake you up, I know I’ve failed when I hear you walk into the room.

“I’m fine, baby.” I say with a miserable tone.
 
Caressing the back of your head, "I know this is not fun, babe . . ." Not really anything i can do in here, so I crawl back into bed and wait for you to join me. Trusting that this is just a sign of a healthy baby, the only casualty for the time being is a morning 'romp' before we get up . . such a sacrifice!!

Once you make it back to bed, I pull you in next to me, hoping you can get back to sleep for a while before the day starts getting busy. Unfortunately, it's only a short while before we are joined by Molly. I let her crawl in behind me for a few minutes, then head her down to the kitchen for breakfast and then getting dressed for another day at preschool.
 
Once my belly has quit rolling, I brush my teeth and crawl back into bed with you. Sighing, I take my spot on your shoulder before drifting back off to sleep. I’m dead to the world as Molly comes in and the two of you soon leave the room, getting ready for the day.

“Papa, can I have a sleepover tonight?” Molly asks as you put her bowl of cereal in front of her. “I want to show my friends our new rooms!”
 
"Not tonight, Molly. I'll talk to your Mommy when she gets up and we will plan a sleepover real soon." Obviously I know who will will be doing most of the supervision, but it's a small price to pay for where my life is right now. Thinking to myself, I wonder what Maria is doing tomorrow night. maybe she would like to spend the night . . . wrapping up last minute wedding details and supervising a sleepover.

By now, she knows better than to argue too much with me when I give her an answer, so other than a frown, she finishes her cereal and goes to find her clothes for the day.
 
Coming downstairs soon after Molly goes to get dress, I feel like death warmed over. Shaking my head at the offer of coffee, I take my toast and sit down at the table with a sigh.

“Are you working today, babe?” I ask as I nibble on the toast, my appetite certainly not back just yet. “I’d like to go pick up a few last things for our honeymoon, but it can wait if you have to go in.”
 
"Not today, just going to drop Molly off at school, then I will be back home. Guess that is one shopping trip you won't need me for. The one thing I want to do today is get the computer workstation set up in the office and make sure there is nothing more that needs to be done downstairs."

Molly comes bouncing down, ready to go; once she started back to preschool after a few days off, she realized how much she missed her friends there and can't wait to go every day now.
 
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