Protection (closed)

I’m in absolute tears when it comes time to say goodbye to Molly for a week. Hugging my baby close, you can see that it’s hard for me to let her go for that long. She holds me tightly as well, obviously emotional as well at not seeing me for a week. I promise to call her before we leave tomorrow morning and she seem appeased with that, heading off with Alex and Becky before we slip into the car to head towards the hotel.

Once at the hotel, I’ve finally managed to compose myself and I wait in the lobby as you check us into our suite. Giving you a smile as you take my hand and lead the way, I pull you to a stop just outside the room.

“Are you going to carry me over the threshold?” I ask with a smile, suddenly a little giddy at getting to do all the traditional things a bride does with her groom.
 
"I think I can handle that, Mrs. Davidson." Opening the door and setting our luggage inside, I step back into the hallway and lift you into my arms and carry you into the room and lay you gently on the bed. Having changed into casual clothing from our wedding attire, I plan on finding out if you are still not wearing any panties. Other than a quick "feel" before you changed out of your wedding gown, I have been a pretty good boy today.

Going back and closing the door, I return to find you lying back on the bed, smiling, but still a bit emotional. Lying down beside you, I pull you close and hold you tight. "Between Becky and Alex, and Maria, Molly will have the time of her life this week."
 
I laugh with glee as you scoop me into your arms and walk across the doorway into the suite. If the smile on my face hasn’t told you that I’m incredibly happy, the tears in my eyes can’t be far behind. I sigh as you pull me close once you get into bed, and I know that Molly will be very well taken care of while we’re gone.

“I know. It’s just this is the longest she’s been away from me since she was born.” I say, looking at you as you reassure me.

“But enough thinking of that. I have a surprise that I want to show you.” I say, giving you a deep kiss before I slide off the bed and make my way to the luggage. “I’ll be right back.” I say over my shoulder before I disappear into the bathroom and shut the door.

Changing into a pure white nighty and placing a veil in my hair, I make myself look very much like the virginal bride on my wedding night. The nighty barely covers my bottom and gives you a peek of my pussy as I move around. Opening the door to the bathroom, I lean against the doorframe and look at you with a smile.

“Do you like what you see, Mr. Davidson?” I ask in a seductive voice.
 
"Absolutely, Mrs. Davidson, you are a gorgeous bride." Getting out of bed and walking toward you. Picking you up once more; very difficult to keep my hands under your thighs and not reach for "something" else, I carry you to the bed and once more deposit you gently on the king-sized bed. "I'll be right back, so don't go anywhere." Turning off all of the lights except for a very small dresser lamp, I go into the bathroom and change into a pair of silk bikini briefs that barely contain me when my cock is 'at rest', really fighting the material when I start getting an erection.

Stepping out of the bathroom and crawling into bed with you . . .
 
I let out a sigh as you pick me up like I weigh nothing at all and gently deposit me on the bed. Smiling up at you, I nod as you turn out all the lights but one and then go into the bathroom to change for yourself. Seeing you in the tiny little briefs, I can’t help but giggle as you crawl into bed beside me.

“Those don’t leave a whole lot to the imagination, baby.” I murmur as I feel your hand slowly start to caress my curves over my silk nighty. “That feels so good, Alan.”
 
"Since it is your wedding night, I just thought the 'innocent bride' needed a clear vision of what she was in for." I really want this time to be special for both of us . . . yeah, we've been together now for a few months . . . and a baby is on the way . . . BUT, being married is a statement of commitment that we both will honor for the rest of our lives.

Caressing your body thru your nightie, your nipples poking back against my palms; lifting the veil from your face, my lips leaning in to meet yours, softly at first, but increasing in passion as the seconds pass. Before too long, my fingers begin to trail down the surface of of your wedding night 'covering', I soon find the hem and bare skin.
 
I whimper and sigh as you caress my breasts, my nipples poking into the fabric as your hand cups them before you reach to lift my veil. I smile at you, sighing as your lips press against mind and I wrap my arms around your neck to hold you close. The moment is absolutely perfect as I feel your fingers trail down to the hem of my gown, pulling it up my thighs.

“I almost can’t believe you’re my husband. It’s like a dream.” I murmur, looking up into your eyes as I moan softly, your fingers tracing along my thighs.
 
As I trace your thighs with my fingers, I feel your thighs begin to open . . . an invitation to become more intimate. "Well, love, we did it today, didn't we? And enough people, including the judge, were there to see it, so, yes, baby, we are husband and wife."

As we move closer together, my fingers brush across your pussy lips, causing your to squirm and moan. Sliding my hand up under your gown, I start lifting it to expose your breasts . . . god, I love those breasts . . .
 
I let out a sigh as you brush your fingers across my pussy lips, my thighs parting enough that they start to unfurl. A hot whimper escapes my lips as you push my gown up over my breasts, my hard pink nipples greeting you as you stare down at my body.

“I need your lips on me, Alan. I think I’ll die if I don’t feel them soon.” I whisper, my fingers tracing through your hair as my eyes lock onto yours.
 
"Babe, you know how much I love that . . ." leaning over and suckling at one nipple, then the other, before trailing kisses down your pregnant belly . . . not showing, but I know that someone is already growing in there. Easing my way between your thighs, I lift your legs up over my shoulders. I love the feeling of your thighs on my cheeks as I make love to you with my tongue and mouth, slowly but with purpose, spreading your lips with my tongue and seeking your clit, just making its presence known from under its hood. Moisture already coating my lips and chin . . .
 
I’ll never be able to tell you how much I love the feel of your lips on my skin. Sucking my nipples has me squirming on the bed, my pussy already hopelessly wet as you trail your kisses down my belly and to my wet folds. Sighing, I help you to lift my legs over your shoulders, my fingers tangling in your hair as you take your time splitting my folds with your tongue and gently caressing my clit.

“Fuck, baby. That’s so good.” I moan, my hips rolling against your chin as I coat you with my juices.

A few more moments of this and I’m sure to cum. Not yet, though, I decide as I tug at your hair and bring your gaze towards mind.

“Stand and strip for me, babe. I want to see that hard cock before you make me cum.”
 
Smiling, "This won't take long." Rolling off the bed and making sure that I am between you and the small light on the dresser . . . gotta make this something of a tease, at least a little bit. Running my hands up and down my chest, playing with my nipples . . . rubbing my hands down over my hard cock as it strains at my silk bikini briefs. If you look closely enough, you would see a huge wet spot where the precum is already leaking.

Turning my back to you and lowering my briefs just enough to expose one cheek, then pulling it back up and exposing the other . . . I can hear you moaning in the background; maybe I an enjoying this teasing a little too much. Finally sliding my briefs down . . . . bending over to slide them off over my ankles, still letting you see only my backside. Spreading my legs as I bend over, showing my hanging balls between my thighs. Starting to turn, just allowing you to see a bit of my cock in profile. As your breathing gets really heavy, I turn and let you see me fully hard . . . stroking its full length . . . "This what you are looking for? It's all yours, lover." Walking back to the bed . . .
 
Your little strip tease does excite me and I can almost feel the heavy thickness of your cock pushing into my pussy. Moaning as you turn and let me see you fully hard and ready, your hand stroking the length, I look up into your eyes and give you a small smile.

“Mr. Davidson, however will you fit that thick monster into my little, tiny pussy?” I exclaim, kneeling on the edge of the bed and leaning forward to suckle on your newly sensitive nipples.

I bite at them, soothing them with strokes of my tongue as I feel your hands pulling on my nighty. Pulling away from you for a moment, I moan as you pull it over my head and throw it across the room. Looking deeply into your eyes, I smile and offer you a passionate kiss. This is most definitely a night that I want to remember for the rest of my life.

“I’m going to suck your cock, baby, but you better not cum yet.” I whisper against your lips as the kiss breaks and I slowly start to kiss down your chest and belly until my lips replace your fingers.
 
"Yes, Mrs. Davidson, I will restrain myself until you give me permission to cum." Trying to stand, I feel my body giving in to your kisses and caresses . . . continuing the discover of just how sensitive my nipples are, you sure know how to make them tingle. Once your kisses travel down my belly and your lips begin to surround my cock, the gasp from my mouth is noticeable.

Intertwining my fingers in your hair as you begin to suck my cock . . . this will indeed be a memorable night for both of us!
 
I let out a whimper as you tangle your fingers in my hair, pulling my mouth along your length as I suck your cock. Glancing up at you, I can see the love in your eyes and I feel my heart melt all over again. You certainly know how to do the right things to make me feel special and taken care of.

Reaching between your thighs, I cup your balls, squeezing them and rolling them between my fingers. A naughty finger tickles beyond that, teasing your asshole as I feel your thighs tense up and another moan fills the air. Pulling my lips off, I lick them and stare up at you, my breasts brushing against the tip of your cock.

“Tell me what you want, baby. I want to hear it.”
 
"Tonight, right now, we need to fuck, babe . . . but I can think of so many things I want . . . and we have 7 days and 6 nights on the crusie to try them all." Pushing you gently back toward the bed, our eyes locked.

Waiting as you lie back, taking your time to get 'in position', teasing just a bit longer, because I know you want this just as much as I do!
 
I smile up at you as you push me back onto the bed. Taking my time to get into position, I let out a moan as I feel your hands tracing along my legs, pulling them apart and preparing for the moment that your body settles on top of mine.

“Make me yours forever, baby.” I whisper as your cock teases the entrance to my wet pussy.
 
Mounting you slowly, my cock pausing at your wet entrance, staring into your eyes, hearing you whisper, “Make me yours forever, baby.”

"You are mine forever, my love," plunging deep inside, your pussy so wet that I can enter you completely on one thrust, grinding against you as we come completely together. MY body on top of yours, my lips finding yours in a passionate kiss, your arms around my neck, my fingers once again in your hair. Within a few seconds, we start a rhythmic motion will bring us to the ultimate consummation of our commitment to each other.

"I love you, Michaela . . . I wll never love you any less than I do today."
 
I moan loudly as you plunge into my pussy, my folds opening familiar around your cock as you bottom out and grind against me. Whimpering in hot need, I pull my legs up around your body, opening myself more to you as your lips find mine and a passionate kiss soon takes me away to heaven.

“I love you so much, Alan. You’re my husband, my lover, my best friend…” I can feel tears gathering in my eyes and I am determined to not let them fall. It’s not time for tears. “Oh God, baby. Don’t stop…”
 
I know you well enough by now to not be surprised by some tears . . . the pregnancy has brought your emotions to the surface . . . as well as everything else you have had to face in the past few months.

Feeling your legs wrap around me, and your pussy open up and welcome me into your depths of emotional feeling, I am a happy man . . . my lover, my best friend, the mother of my unborn child, and now my wife . . . what more would I want in my life right now!!

Not even trying to imagine what the rest of this week will bring . . . what the rest of our lives will be like together . . . just emotionally wrapped up in the moment, I can feel a tear or two trying to escape down my cheek, too.
 
I bury my face against your throat as you thrust into me quickly, my entire body tensing as I race towards my first orgasm as your wife. I let out a cry, panting against you ear as my legs tighten around your hips and I cum hard. The tears do flow freely now, wetting my cheeks as my entire body shakes and shivers in your arms.

“Oh…baby…” I whimper, kissing your throat and nibbling at your ear as you continued to thrust through my pulsing wet pussy.
 
Feeling the shivers running thru your body and the vise-like grip of your legs on my hips, only a few more thrusts until my own orgasm erupts, arching my back and pushing deep once more in your throbbing, drenched pussy, unleashing a torrent of hot seed.

Bracing myself on my elbows so as not to collapse on you completely, I lower my body onto yours, my chest feeling your still hard nipples poking into my skin. Rolling onto my side, I wrap my arms around you and hold you close . . . your tears dripping from your cheeks onto my neck and chest . . . all the pent-up emotion of the day finally breaking free . . .
 
Sniffling as you pull me into your arms, I burrow my face against your neck. The sobs come in a complete emotional release and a blush of embarrassment colors my cheeks. You’ve always made me feel so safe to express myself with you that I don’t really think about it much as you sooth your hand over my hair.

I fall asleep in the warm embrace of your arms, my body pressing against yours as I let the exhaustion of the last few days finally take over me. I let out a whimper as I feel you slide off the bed, murmuring in my sleep as you slide my nighty back over my naked body. My fingers search for you as you help me beneath the covers and gently tuck me in.

“Alan?” I ask sleepily, struggling to open my eyes as I hear you tiptoeing around the room.
 
"Yes, babe . . . just looking for my boxers to sleep in . . .don't think that bikini will be all that comfortable tonight." Slipping back under the covers to join you as I get my boxers on . . .
 
“I love you.” I purr as you slide into bed next to me. It takes mere moments before I pressed up against your side, sighing in contentment as my head finds that familiar place on your shoulder.
 
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