Protection (closed)

Snuggling up next to you in the warm evening air after being well fucked is about the best thing in the world. I nuzzle against your throat as the ship drifts along in the ocean, the sun long set.

“Can we do some shopping when we dock tomorrow? I’d like to find something for Molly.” I ask, my hand caressing down your naked chest as we both gently touch one another. “And maybe something to remind us of our honeymoon.”

Glancing up at you, I am pleased to see the same happy expression in your eyes that I have in mine. It’s amazing to know that I’ve found my soul mate after such a horrible first marriage.

“Alan…” I say softly, sucking in a deep breath as I blush slightly. “Would you like to try the plug on me? I’ve been wondering how it will feel.”
 
"I thought you would never ask (chuckling) . . . of course, I'll try the plug on you. I think we may want to use the anal probe first, just to loosen you up a little bit. Since we will be docked in Nassau for two nights and two days, we will have plenty of time for shopping."

Caressing your soft skin as we lie together . . . "If you are feeling really bold, there is a clothing-optional beach in Nassau; maybe we can see if David & Elaine want to go and get some sun."
 
“We can see how I feel, baby.” I say as you mention going to a nude beach in Nassau. “You do a lot to make me feel sexy, but with my belly growing and my emotions stretched thin, I don’t always feel very attractive.”

I confess to you, my fingers running over your nipples, teasing and tweaking them until I have you squirming. I smile innocently at you, laughing as you hold me close and I press my cheek against your shoulder.

“Go and get the probe, baby.” I whisper, kissing your cheek.
 
"Sure, babe," heading and retreiving everything I need from our suitcases. Once back out on the balcony, "OK, love, on your hands and knees on the lounge." God, I love seeing your ass up in the air like this. Sliding my hand between your thighs and coating my fingers with pussy juice that is still coating your lips.

Smearing a gob of it over your tight rosebud. Easing my finger around your tight opening, then slowly entering you with the probe after coating it with lube. Once inside, I turn it on low and work it all the way in; turning the vibe up a notch, giving you plenty of stimulation.

"OK, babe . . . you ready for this?" Removing the probe and picking up the butt plug, not particularly large, but the shape of it does require some effort to insert it . . . and then for you to keep it in. Once you moan out a yes, I coat the plug with lube and press against your tight hold. Slowly, but firmly keeping the pressure on . . . sometimes just holding it and letting you push back against it . . . finally popping all the way in, a bit of a cry on your end, but then a moan of pleasure when you realize that you have taken all of it.

Just going to give you a few moments to get used to it . . . then I intend to take you to the next level of pleasure . . .
 
The first touch of the probe has me squirming on the lounge. I whimper, my fingers gripping the edge of the chair tightly as you continue to open my body up for the main event. When you ask if I’m ready, I nod, gasping in pleasure as you lube up the plug and slowly start to push it home.

“Ooooohhhhh!” The moan is loud, drawn out and incredibly hot. “Alan!”

The cry finally comes as you pop t all the way in, my hole closing around the tapered base. It is strange to be filled so completely and I wonder what you see as I dance in front of you, struggling to get comfortable. It’s extremely intense and I’m constantly whimpering and sighing, my nerve endings on fire now.

“Holy shit, baby. This is so intense.” I moan as I look over my shoulder at you.
 
Watching you from behind, I can only imagine how intense the feeling is between your thighs . . . how wet you must be right now. Kneeling behind you, I start to lick you inner thighs, probing at your pussy with my tongue. Your whole body is twisting and turning with the snesations you are feeling right now . . .

Not really sure how long I should let you go on like this . . . one more attempt at making you cum, then I will spread some more lube on your tight hole and start to pull it out. Leaning back under you on the chair, I pull your pussy down on my face and fuck you with my tongue.
 
A long, hot moan is drawn from my lips as you start to lick at my thighs, probing my pussy until I’m dripping wet. I let out a cry as you pull my hips down towards your face, your tongue circling and fucking my pussy with such natural ease that it nearly makes me cry.

“That’s it, baby. Right there. Sooo good.” I pant, moaning out the short words of encouragement as you drive me towards another intense orgasm.
 
Not even thinking about an orgasm myself . . . there will be plenty of time for that later; right now I just want to feel you cum all around me, and be able to taste your incredible nectar once more. Seems like I can never get enough of your sweet pussy juices.

Between the intense pressure of the plug, and the intensity of my tongue fucking, your encouragement when I find just the right spot . . . I know you can be more than a few seconds away from a magnificent orgasm.
 
My entire body draws as tight as a bow string as you plunge your tongue into just the right place. I gasp, my breath held for a long moment before it finally releases in a rush. Bucking my hips hard against your face, I let out a cry and cum harder then I ever have before.

“Oh God!” I moan as I feel my pussy start to squirt, showering your chin and lips with juices like you have never imagined before.
 
Once you start to cum, I grab on to your hips and hold you tight, trying to swallow as much of your flooding juices as possible. As you orgasm slows and begin to collapse, I slide out from under you and help you turn over and lie back on the deck chair.

Lifting your legs toward your chest, "Hold your legs, baby . . . let me help you get the plug out . . . time to let all your muscles relax." After a big of a tug, the plug pops free and I hear a long moan come from you. As you lie back on he chair, I throw another towel over you, just to give you a few minutes to regroup after an intense, exciting and very arousing evening.
 
Shaking and shivering still as you help me get settled, I sigh as you finally come back to snuggle up with me on the balcony. It's the perfect end to the start of our honeymoon and I am most definitely more in love with you than ever.

When the sea breeze turns cool, I sigh as you lift me in your arms and tuck us both into bed. Snuggling up against you, I have a happy smile on my face as you cup and caress my belly, soothing me off to sleep while giving attention to our growing child.
 
Leaving the door open to the balcony, we can listen to the rolling waves and feel the breeze thru-out the night; after such an erotic evening with David and Elaine, and our first experimentation with our "wedding gift" from Tom and Sarah, it didn't take either of us long to fall asleep. Waking up the next morning, you still sleeping soundly, I quietly start the in-room coffee and sit out on the balcony . . . watching the sea roll by and on the horizon, I begin to pick up the outlines of a harbor; that must be Nassau, our stop for the next couple of days.

One nice thing about a cruise - there is always food available - so no matter what time we get up and get going, we can always find a restaurant or food bar. Finishing my first cup of coffee, I hear you beginning to stir in the cabin. Looking up at you . . . your naked body . . . as you step to the door . . . "mmmmm, nice . . . I'd suggest a shower together, but the shower in this cabin is pretty small . . ."
 
Sliding onto the lounge next to you, I cuddle up and sigh softly. I’m in one of those “moods” this morning, struggling to keep everything under control so I don’t have a complete meltdown in front of you. It’s quiet for a while before I glance up into your eyes and ask the question that’s been gnawing at me.

“Do you think Elaine is prettier than me?” I ask in a soft voice, a hint of blush coating my cheeks. “I mean, she’s beautiful and she’s got a nice, tight little body and well…everything on me is just getting bigger.”
 
"Baby. to me, no one will every be prettier than you. Being beautiful isn't only about what people see when they look at you; Michaela, you are more beautiful to me because of what is on the inside. And, don't forget, we also have something very special on the inside that we created too." Holding you tight, I realize that I have to be extra careful to make you feel special, even tho I think that way about you all the time.

"And, babe, there's something else you need to understand. Lots of guys, including me, have a 'thing' for pregnant women. You are going to be attracting a lot of attention for the next few months."
 
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“You really mean that?” I whisper, seeing the look in your eyes that tell me that you absolutely do. I give you a small smile and kiss you gently, loving that you have the ability to make me feel better about things with just a few wise words.

“Take me to bed, baby. I want my husband to make love to me before we go on land.” I murmur, kissing you again with a growing passion.
 
"Trust me, babe, when you wear your bikini to the pool and some of those guys see your little 'baby bump' and your growing breasts, they will continue to sneak peeks at you, no matter how pissed off their wives get. And I'm the one who gets to take you back to our cabin and make love to you."

"Speaking of making love, " I stand up from the lounge, take you by the hand and lead you into our bed . . . once nice thing about the privacy of our cabin and balcony, already naked and ready to enjoy every bit of you - pregnant tits, pregnant belly, and a smile that always makes me want you.
 
I laugh softly as you take me into the cabin, your arms wrapping around me as we stand in front of the bed. I kiss you with a passion, moaning as your lips trail their way down my throat and over my chest.

“I love you lips on my breasts, Alan.” I moan as you nibble and suck on my sensitive nipples. “Just like that, baby. I’m getting nice and wet.”

I don't know what it is about this setting, but I've found myself getting more vocal, telling you just what I want and when.
 
As you tell me what it is that you want right now, and as my lips wrap around your nipples and suck at them, I slide a hand down over your belly, not as 'pregnant' as you seem to think it is, caressing our 'baby's home', then sliding my fingers down to split you wet opening and tease your clit, already 'standing tall', begging for attention . .

"Lie down, baby girl, I need you now." As you lie back on the bed, I give my cock a strong stroke or two, showing you what the effect of your naked body is on me before I crawl up over you on the bed and begin my entry into your wet womanhood . . . wrapping my lips around a nipple to heighten you sensitivity.
 
Sighing, I lie back on the bed, my thighs spread for you as I watch you stroke your cock with hungry eyes. I moan as you crawl between my legs and slowly start to thrust into my dripping folds. I sigh, cradling your head against my nipple with my hands, loving each and every touch that you give me.

“Fuck, baby. That feels so good!” I moan, my body squirming beneath yours as you slowly thrust into my body.
 
"Yes it does, baby girl, feels soooo gooooooood." Your nipples have become even more sensitive to touch, especially when I pull them between my lips and wrap my tongue around them and rub the rough surface of my tongue over them.

Lifting my head from your breasts and finding your lips for a kiss, which soon evolves in to a 'tongue-fight' . . . increasing our love-making tension even more. Sliding deep inside, splitting your swollen folds wide, grinding against you, the upper surface of my cock rubbing over your clit . . . your gasps for breath coming more frequently . . . "Ready for you, baby girl . . . ready to cum with you, lover."
 
As you grind against my body, your cock caressing against my clit, I let out a loud cry. My back arches off the bed and I clench my fingers onto your upper arms, clinging for dear life as you make such wonderful feelings burst inside my body.

“I’m cumming. Oh Alan, I’m cumming!” I cry out, yelping as my orgasm pulses across my entire body, my hips thrusting up against yours.
 
"That's ir, love . . . I can tell . . ." just as my own orgasm bursts forth and I spurt hot cum deep inside. Have the feeling that you will be feeling much better after some love-making, a hot shower, and some breakfast. Been a long time since I've been around a pregnant woman, but some of the memories of mood swings are coming back; honestly, tho, you seem to be handling everything pretty well tho.

Another kiss, "OK, babe . . . you want the shower first?"
 
Smiling up at you, I nod and slide from beneath you to take the shower first. I feel a world better once I’m nice and clean. A quick caress of your cock as you sneak past me for the shower when I’m finished, I can’t help but smile as I get dressed in another airy summer dress. A pair of new panties are put on underneath, sure to make your jaw drop when you undress me later.

After a quick breakfast, we walk hand in hand to the island, taking time to enjoy the sights and look through the market. I have fun looking through things for a present for Molly and I make sure to ask your opinion, making it something from the both of us. Settling on a cute little dress and a pair of sandals, I’m sure she’ll be over the moon.

Settling down for lunch on the island, I can’t help but smile at you, my hand gripping yours from across the table. “So…about that beach you heard about…do you think we could go visit it?”
 
"Anytime, babe . . . I'm not afraid to show you off at all. Some of the gals will probably look at you and wonder what you are doing with this old fart. We can walk by there this afternoon. We need our swim suits to get in, but I guess we could do a little more shopping and just buy some new ones here on the island."

Sitting back after lunch, sipping on some fresh lemon-aid, feeling the gentle island breeze blowing thru, "How long as it been since I told you, I love you?"
 
I grin at you as you tell me that you love me. “I think it’s been entirely too long, babe.”

Leaning across the small space between us, I kiss you gently. I love how relaxing everything has been after the past few months that we’ve been through and it’s definitely a nice little break.

“And I love you too, Mr. Davidson. You make me incredibly happy.” Just as I’m about to lean across the way to kiss you again, my cell phone rings and as I pull it out, I see Alex’s number.

Answering, a happy little smile crosses my face as I hear Molly’s sunny voice come across the line.
 
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