Once we’re in the room, I want her so badly I’m aching for her. My cock is standing straight up to attention, ready to go.
I take off her clothes and run my hands over her shoulders, back and belly as I begin kissing her. I marvel at her beautiful curves that have only gotten curvier and even better.
“I didn’t think it was possible for you to get any more beautiful than you were the first time I ever talked to you,” I tell her.
I’m unable to hold back on giving up control to her, letting her know exactly how I feel about her. But it feels good now, because she’s my wife.
“When you yelled at me for answering my phone at work?” she asks.
I kiss her nose.
“I was just jealous because it was your boyfriend calling,” I admit.
“Ex boyfriend,” she corrects me.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I tell her. “But that didn’t stop me from being jealous. You were gorgeous. And I wanted you so fucking bad.”
“But you were saying…” she asks, as she takes off my clothes.
“Oh yes, of course,” I continue. “You got even more beautiful when I married you, and yet even more beautiful when I found out you were pregnant, because then you became the mother of my child. Children.”
“That was on the same day,” she reminds me, laughing.
“Yes. But now I know there are two of them and you are even more beautiful. Your body just glows and becomes even more lovely with pregnancy.”
I pull her up against my naked chest and squeeze her ass.
I have to admit, I’m a lot more gentler these days, even after she’s read things online and in pregnancy books that say I don’t have to be. The babies are fine in there, but I still worry about hurting them, or her.
But it’s okay, because I like this new kind of sex we have. There is a time for everything and while she’s pregnant it’s my time to protect her and be gentle and caring to her. After she’s had the baby— babies— I can go back to the rough stuff. I think I’ll try tying her up to the king sized bedpost in our new bedroom or fucking her on the marble countertops of our new kitchen.
Right now, though, I’m going to make sweet, gentle love to my still new bride and to the mother of my children. I lay her down on the bed and get on top of her, easing myself into her eager pussy.
“You’re so big,” she says, sighing happily. “You fill me up completely. You’re exactly the right size to… relax me, as the good doctor puts it.”
I’m all the way inside her and I keep looking into her sparkling eyes as I thrust in and out of her.
“You’re so happy,” I tell her. “You’re glowing.”
“I’ve never been so happy.”
She puts her arms around my neck and I look down at my cock as it enters her and then pulls out slightly. I love to watch it go in and out, up and down, until both of us are giving in with complete surrender to the rhythm and the feeling of our two bodies becoming one, as they have gotten so good at doing.
I lower my head and suck on one of her nipples while I play with the other one, still fucking her slowly yet firmly.
“Oh my god,” she says, “that feels so good. I’m coming…”
“Come for me, my wife,” I tell her.
“Yes, Boss. Yes, Husband.”
She arches her back and gives into me, shaking slightly from the pleasure I know is rushing through her body.
I get down on the floor on one knee—just like when I asked her to marry me, and say, “It’s my job to relax you now, so I’m going to do my best to do that.”
I suck on her clit and move my tongue up and down her pussy.
“That feels so good,” she says, wrapping her legs around my head. “Oh my God. Asher.”
I reach one hand and play with her nipple.
“Your nipple is so pointy and enlarged when you’re pregnant,” I tell her. “Not to mention the bigger size of your breasts. I love it.”
With my other I rub her clit while my tongue pushes in and out of her pussy hole. Then I return to sucking on her clit using my lips and slightly biting it with my teeth.
“All the blood really does flow to the right places when I’m pregnant, too,” she says, leaning her head back on the bed and digging her fingernails into my hair. “This feels so good. I’m coming.”
“Come again for me,” I command.
“Yes, Boss. Mmmm.”
She moans and I taste the juicy liquid coming out of her pussy into my mouth. I love making my wife come for me.
I’m so hard now I can barely stand it.
“It’s my turn to make you…” she starts to say, getting up off the bed.
“Nope,” I tell her, pushing her back down and getting on top of her once again. “You’re not doing any work today. Carrying our babies is already enough. And I want to be back inside you.”
My cock feels right at home in her pussy once again. I pick up where I left off, pushing it in and out of her, watching her eyes flutter as her entire body relaxes. I run my hands all through her brown, messy hair, kissing her mouth, chin, neck, breasts, feeling my cock getting even larger and starting to throb inside her.
“I’m going to come again,” she says, her fingernails scraping my neck and back.
“I’m coming too,” I tell her, feeling my cock pulse as it gets ready to explode. “I’m going to come into your naked pussy.”
I grunt and we come together, me shooting my load into her wet and exploding pussy, our juices mixing together and our breath quickening.
“I love you,” I whisper into her ear. “I love being your boss and your husband.”
“I love you, too,” she says.
I sit up slightly and run my hands over her belly.
“I love all three of you,” I tell her; I tell them.
I’m going to be a father of two at once. This is the best time of my entire life. And I’m not going to do anything to fuck it up.