The hospital annunciation & reconciliation
By NavyRigger - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
Breathlessly she broke our passionate kiss for just a moment to stare into my eyes and speak.
“Dammit Kurt, If you truly love me like you say you do, fuck me and fill my pussy already. I’ve been aching for you to be inside me,” she said as she brought her legs to her chest and continued to passionately kiss me.
I brought my legs up and started to thrust into her. Softly she moaned into my mouth as my speed picked up. I thrust into her until my legs started to shake from fatigue and weakness. I thrust into her until my legs burned with exertion. I thrust into her until I felt I couldn’t thrust any more, and then I thrust some more. I watched as Riza’s legs quivered and shook.
I felt her stomach and abs tense under my hand, felt her back arch against my chest. Her pussy pulsed and quivered around my shaft as I filled her with my length over and over again. Finally, she screamed in pleasure into my mouth. As if on queue with her orgasm, I felt my climax crest over the edge as I squeezed her tightly and two weeks of cum began to spill into her. She shifted her hips and planted me as deep as I could go into her and held on as I bucked like a bronco. I came as I’d never came before, as twitch after twitch of my seed filled her from inside. She moaned softly as she kissed me. Her body relaxed and shuddered. It was almost like her body had been having withdrawals and was finally relieved to have my cum inside of her again. When I had finally finished, I realized I was completely drained of energy and had to break apart from our kiss to catch my breath.
“Holy, shit,” I said between deep breaths, “I don’t, know, what felt better. That kiss, or, finally, cumming after, two weeks. What, was all that, about?”
Riza caressed my cheek with her thumb and rolled onto her side as she slid me out of her and tucked herself next to me on the bed, her head resting on my shoulder. I pulled the hospital blanket up around us and held her as tightly to me as I could manage. When she finally looked up at me, her eyes were wet with tears and her lip was quivering.
“Riza? Baby? What’s wrong,” I said as my heart sank into my stomach.
"I was so scared. The whole time I was so scared, Kurt. You have no idea how terrified I was sitting by your side. I was afraid to sleep because I didn’t want to miss you waking up.”
“Baby, it’s ok. I am ok. As long as my numbers keep looking good, I should be out of here in a couple more days,” I told her reassuringly.
She pounded my chest, “No dammit! You don’t understand! They told me you could die, and all I could think about was how terrible my life would be without you and that I would have to raise our baby without you!”
“Our baby,” I said as my whole body went tingly with excitement, "You mean that your, ”
“Four weeks,” she finished for me, “And before you ask, until last night, the last time Ronny came inside me was over six weeks ago.”
Suddenly I found renewed strength and held Riza tighter than I ever had and kissed her with as much passion and love as I could out me.
“Oh Riza, you have no idea how happy that makes me!” I told her before kissing her some more.
I realized at that moment the alarms on my monitors were going off, and I had no idea for how long. No sooner did I realize this, my doctor and nurse barrel through the privacy curtain and stop dead in their tracks and looked at me and Riza with worry and concern on their faces. My immediate reaction was panic at Riza and I finally had been caught together. Riza on the other hand didn’t even budge. I watched as both the nurse and doctor went from worried looks to disappointment as both of their shoulders dropped and their hands fell to their sides.
“You told him already, didn’t you,” my doctor said.
Riza smiled and wiped the tears from her eyes as she nodded.
"Aw! We missed it!” said the nurse.
Before leaving, the nurse said that she would let us have some private time together and would inform us if any surprise visitors showed up.
Three days later I was released from the hospital, still a bit weak, but otherwise healthy. After wheeling me downstairs, Riza helped me into the passenger seat of my car, and we drove home. Her fingers laced between mine as we pulled out of the hospital parking lot. I told her about my dream, and she said she wasn’t crying, but I could see she was. I told her about how beautiful our daughter was in the dream, how happy she had looked like a mother and my wife. I told her how much I looked forward to that day coming true.
As we drove down our shared street, I was suddenly alarmed as she pulled into her driveway, and not mine. She hopped out before I could say anything and opened my door.
“What are we doing at your place,” I asked as she helped me out of the car.
"Ronny wanted to see you, so I told him I would bring you by first,” she said, but I could tell by her tone there was more to it.
Unsteadily, we stepped through her front door. She reached over and flicked on the lights.
“Surprise!” I heard from twenty of our closest neighbors as they appeared from nowhere.
They got me, and I am pretty sure my heart skipped a beat.
“Geeze! Y’all trying to kill me or something,” I said as I held a hand over my intensely beating heart.
Everyone got a good laugh out of that. One by one, my neighbors came by to check on me and tell me how happy they were to see me up and moving around. Riza waited until Ronny and everyone else shuffled out to the pool area and kissed me on the cheek.
"I am going to go put on my bathing suit. Don’t go anywhere while I am gone,” she said mockingly.
“Ha ha, very funny,” I said sarcastically.
Halfway down the hallway she turned and blew me a kiss, and mouthed ‘I love you’, before proceeding down the hallway. A few minutes later, she came down the hallway wearing a white and blue bikini. Her breast bounced and her hips swayed as she approached. She was so incredibly hot and beautiful then and there, I couldn’t help myself. I had to have her again, right now.
“I have to use the bathroom. Can you give me a hand,” I asked her.
"Of course,” she said, her beautiful smile melting my heart as she took my hand.
Slowly, she held my hand as she escorted me to the bathroom. I watched as her ass cheeks swayed from side to side, the fabric on the back of her bikini barely enough to cover her ass crack. As the bathroom door opened, the light came on and I gently shoved Riza into the bathroom.
“Kurt, what are you, ” she started before I hushed her with a kiss.
I pushed the door closed with my foot and hastily pulled at the strings of her bikini. A new rush of energy filled me as her bikini pieces fell to the floor. She pushed me away and held her hands out, breathing heavy.
“I am sorry Riza. I don’t know what has gotten into me. Maybe it’s the fact you’re carrying our baby, or a new perspective after almost dying, but you’ve never looked more beautiful to me than you do at this moment. I can’t resist you this time,” I took a second to take a breath in, “I have to have you. Right here. Right now.”
She stared at me for a moment and absorbed my words. Then she lunged and dropped to her knees, ripping my shorts down and helping me out of them. She grasped my cock with both of her hands and gave me a quick, sloppy blowjob. Once I was fully hard, she tugged at my cock and bent over the bathroom counter with one leg propped up on it.
“Hurry, we don’t have much time!” she whispered loudly, “And don’t cum in me! Otherwise, I might end up fucking you in front of the whole neighborhood!”
“Oh my God,” I moaned as I slipped inside of her.
She wasn’t just warm inside, she was hot and wetter than she had any business being. We watched together in the mirror as my cock slammed in and out of her, stretching her little pussy to its limit. She covered her mouth with both of her hands as my cock slammed against her G-spot over and over again, and as she orgasmed I added my hands to hers as she screamed in ecstasy. Her juices dripped down my shaft as her pussy gushed from her wetness, the wet, sticky sound of our love echoing through the bathroom. She reached down and played with my balls, knowing it would make me cum quicker. It didn’t take long after that before I was ready to climax.
“Riza, I’m going to cum!” I said as quietly as I could.
She slipped me out of her, and I flexed my cock as I tried to hold back the cum. She quickly dropped to her knees and looked up at me while she opened her mouth and leaned in toward my cock. I closed my eyes and strained to hold back the building pressure. Her fingers wrapped around my cock and made one stroke and I couldn’t hold back anymore. I exploded and bit my lip as I tried to cum quietly. I felt my cum erupt from my cock as I rose on my feet. Riza’s hands continued to stroke me as shot after shot left me. After the euphoria of my climax subsided, I suddenly realized I didn’t feel Riza’s mouth on my shaft. As I opened my eyes, I saw Riza smiling proudly up at me, cum streaked across her forehead, one of her eyes, both of her cheeks, her lips, in her mouth, and all over her chin. My eyes followed a drop of cum as it fell from her chin and landed on her breasts, joining several other drops of cum scattered across them.
"Fuck, baby. I am so sorry," I said apologetically, but loving the gorgeous mess I'd made all over her and admiring how beautiful she was covered in my cum.
"Don't apologize, Babe," she said as she pointed at the mirror and rubbed my cum across the top of her breasts, "I look fucking hot with your cum all over me."
She grasped my cock with both of her hands and squeezed tightly as she worked the last few drops from me. As she stuck out her tongue and leaned up to lick away the last few drops of my climax, we heard a muffled voice and laughter in the hallway and froze with fear.
"Hold up a sec, Joe. I gotta take a damn piss," the voice called out.
Neither of us had time to contemplate what to do next. We didn't even have time to take a breath. The door swung open quickly, and Ronny stood there, entranced by what he was seeing. Riza and I were entranced with the realization we'd been caught. There we were, in the bathroom, Riza on her knees beneath my cock, both of us naked, her hands still wrapped tightly around my cock, his wife's pretty face and breasts streaked with his best friend's cum. As the last vestiges of my climax dropped from the tip of my cock onto his wife's face, Ronny went white in the face in a different manner altogether. The shattering of glass snapped us all from our trance as his beer bottle shattered on the tile of the bathroom floor.
Ronny went red in the face and bellowed, "WHAT THE FUCK!"
I looked in the mirror as Kurt started to get dressed. His warm cum coated my face and breasts as I looked at myself in the mirror. I should be feeling ashamed, I should be feeling remorse, I should be terrified that my marriage was coming to an end. As I used a hand towel to wipe away Kurt's cum, and quickly splashed my face with water, I started to smile. In my head, I knew smiling about this was wrong, but I couldn't help myself. Ronny had taken both of us by surprise and caught us red-handed, or in my case, cock-handed. As I wrapped a towel around myself and took Kurt's hand into mine, I was overwhelmed with a new emotion.
I felt relieved. No more lies, no more sneaking around, no more being stuck in a loveless marriage. I had no doubt Ronny would maneuver for everything in the divorce. That was fine. Between Kurt and the baby, I had everything I'd ever wanted. My skin flushed with goosebumps as the exhilaration and excitement of this moment had finally arrived.
"Well, let's get this over with," I said as I stood on my tiptoes and kissed Kurt on the cheek.
Kurt kissed my forehead and smiled sweetly down at me. He squeezed my hand gently as I put my arm around his waist, supporting him as we walked out of the bathroom together. He was putting a lot of weight on me as we shuffled slowly down the hallway. Our intense lovemaking session in the bathroom had drained him more than he would ever admit. My mind had told me not to go into that bathroom with him and that no good would come out of it. My heart and body had overruled me as I looked into Kurt's eyes and saw love, desire, fondness, and longing staring back at me through his big brown eyes. I knew what awaited us around the corner, and I knew it wasn't going to be pretty. I knew if Kurt and I could get through this, we could get through anything together.
When we turned the corner, Ronny was drinking straight from a bottle of Jack Daniels as he leaned against the island countertop. Dark, hazel eyes flicked towards Kurt and me as he saw us holding one another. His face turned to a disgusted scowl, and he paced the space between the back door and the island countertop, waving a menacing finger at the two of us. His face was full of anger, full of rage, full of fury. However, I noticed there was one thing lacking from his face that might have made me even a little bit remorseful.
There were no tears. Not even a hint of moisture in his eyes at all. He wasn't upset that I was cheating on him, nor he was upset that his marriage was coming to an end. He was upset because he knew his dreams of getting me pregnant and cashing in that $300,000 so he could live easy and free just went up in flames. Not to mention he was angry because his best friend, of all people, was the culprit of all of it.
I walked Kurt up to the counter, letting him lean against it to support himself while I dealt with Ronny. As I went to walk around Kurt, I was suddenly stopped as he held me back, pushing me behind him. Even in his weakened state, knowing good and well he was no match for Ronny right now, his first instinct was to protect me and our baby. My lip started to quiver as I put my hands on Kurt's back and felt his muscles tense and go rigid. It was at that moment that I knew Kurt would never let anything bad happen to me and the baby. He had neither the strength nor the energy to fight off Ronny, but he would keep himself between and my soon-to-be ex-husband for as long as it took to make sure we were safe. I peeked around Kurt's shoulder, and I could see Ronny with a white-knuckle grip on the bottle of Jack, finger pointed straight at Kurt. Several times, Ronny opened his mouth to speak, but no words would come out.
Kurt was the first to break the tense silence between them, "Look, Ronny, I-"
"Shut the fuck up, Kurt," Ronny growled, "I can't even fucking look at you right now. I dropped everything, rushed to the hospital, and give you my fucking blood out of my arm to save your traitorous ass. And this is how you repay me for my kindness?"
"I am eternally grateful for that," Kurt said, the exhaustion thick in his voice. "Truly, I owe you my life."
"You owe me your life, and yet you repay me by defiling my wife and her body!" Ronny snapped.
I felt Kurt's chest expand as he took a deep breath in, "No. You don't understand. I love Riza. I've loved her for years. Without her, my life would have meant nothing, and I would have just have been better off dying in the hospital. She is the reason I get up in the morning, she is the reason I want to live every day to the best of my ability, and she is the reason I want to do better and be better, for her. Hell, she is the reason I keep on breathing, breathe after breathe."
"Shut up. Shut UP. SHUT UP!" Ronny bellowed as he brought his palms to his temples and started to pace again. "How long has this been going on?"
I watched as our party guests started to shuffle through the back door, anxious to see what all the commotion was about. Curious eyes flicked back and forth between Ronny, Kurt, and myself.
"Almost two months now. I came over to help her in the attic one day, and years of love and attraction just exploded out of me. I am sorry Ronny, I couldn't hold back my feelings for her any longer," Kurt lied, knowing full and well it was I who initiated everything.
"FUCK!" Ronny raged as he sent the bottle of Jack sailing across the kitchen, causing it to shatter against the wall in the living room.
He stared at us, face more red than I'd ever seen it before. His shoulders rose and fell as he breathed deep, nostrils flared, jaw set, and lips pursed together. There was the slightest hint of a twitch in the corner of his eye.
"Riza, how could you do this to me?" Ronny whined when he realized our little exchange had an audience.
Oh hell no. No way in hell was I going to let Ronny sit back and play the part of the victim, and make me into the villain of this story. I felt a burning rage grow inside of me anger from years of neglect, passive-aggressive words, lack of any kind of romance, and having my body used for the pleasure of a man who didn't even love me anymore. It all finally came out and boiled to the surface. For years I endured the treatment. For years I thought I was being selfish. For years I accepted the feeling that this was just how my life was now. Then, a wonderful man with a wonderful heart, warm eyes, friendly smile, and an amazing cock, finally found the courage to express his feelings for me and show me that there was more to life than sitting at home and being a walking fleshlight to a husband who didn't love me anymore. No more.
"Do this to you? Do this to you!?" I said and slapped away Kurt's hand as he tried to hold me back.
I stomped up to Ronny and smacked him across the face as hard as I could. The slap was so loud that some of our neighborhood audience gasped. My body felt hot and stiff as I glared at Ronny. His eyes were wide with surprise as he finally saw a side of me he'd never seen before. It felt great, liberating even. I almost laughed as the fear set into his eyes.
"Do what to you, exactly, Ronny?" I shouted, my body trembling with anger, "Sit at home, alone, dreaming that when you got home you would pretend you loved me still? Lay under you while you use my body for your pleasure, but not even touch me in any way that made me feel like you still cared even the slightest bit for me? Clean our house, make you dinner, pay our bills, and not even get so much as a thank you? Let me ask you this Ronny, when is the last time you wrapped your arms around me and kissed me?"
"I... I... I don't-" Ronny started to mumble.
"YOU DON'T KNOW BECAUSE IT'S BEEN YEARS!" I screamed, "You put me through all that, and you have the sheer audacity to sit here and play the victim. I don't fucking think so! Oh, and I know all you care about is the trust fund. That's why for the past three years, I've been getting birth control shots behind your back. Do you want to know what the funny and ironic thing is? I finally meet a man who makes me feel loved, makes me feel special, makes me feel like I am more than just a walking cum dumpster, and the first time we have sex, he gets me pregnant."
I almost laughed as I watched our onlookers out of the corner of my eye and saw many of them with shocked yet intrigued looks on their faces. When the fuck did my life turn into a daytime drama? I continued while I still had the upper hand in the argument.
"Before you ask, yes, you did hear me correctly," I said as I let a smile stretch across my face, "I am in love with Kurt, and pregnant with his baby."
I watched as the realization set in and his face went from shock to pure unadulterated anger.
"YOU FUCKING UNGRATEFUL HARLOT!" Ronny bellowed, "I worked my ass off to put a roof over your head, pay for the food we put on our table, and I pay for the car you begged me to get you. Now you're telling me that you're going to throw all that away to be with a fucking backstabbing traitor like Kurt?"
"You don't get it, Ronny," I said as I laughed and shook my head. "It was never about the car, it was never about your paycheck or the roof over our heads. When we first met I would have been happy living out of a cardboard box with you. It was never about material things. I just wanted to feel loved, to be held, to feel like I mattered to you. Kurt makes me feel all of those things and more. I will gladly give up everything, right here, right now, if that means I get to spend the rest of my life with Kurt."
Ronny's eyes narrowed and his nostrils flared, "You stupid fucking slu-"
"Shut the fuck up, Ronny," said a mysterious female voice from the crowd of onlookers at the back door. "Excuse me please."
Ronny's eyes went wide as a small, 5'1" blonde elbowed her way through the throng of the onlookers. As she passed through the last line of people in her way, she walked over to Ronny and stopped inches from him. As she looked up at him, hands on her hips, she glared at Ronny intently.
"Wha-... What are you doing here?" Ronny mumbled as quietly as he could manage.
"Oh, nothing. Thought I would come to visit you and meet this wonderful wife of yours that you said you were going to leave for me six months ago," the mystery woman said, annoyance in her voice.
Ronny was a stuttering mess. His eyes darted back and forth between myself and this mystery woman standing near him. His mouth kept moving like he was trying to speak, but nothing would come out. It took all of the willpower I possessed to stifle my laughter at watching my husband completely powerless against another woman.
I had to ask. "I don't mean to be rude, but who are you?"
The blonde turned to me and smiled gently at me, "I'm sorry, we haven't met before. I'm Amy, the woman who has been sleeping with your husband for the past three years while he is at work."
"Pleasure to meet you, Amy," I politely and tilted my head as I glared at Ronny, "It's a shame he's told me nothing about you because you seem like a wonderfully delightful woman."
I covered my mouth to contain my laughter and Amy slapped Ronny across the face in the same spot I did. As he held his hand to his cheek, he didn't grow red from anger but rather recoiled in fear. Sheer, unfettered fear. It was refreshing to see Ronny finally getting what he deserved for all of the shit he put me through.
"So, if she is a harlot and a slut, does that make me a harlot and a slut too? How am I any different than her? I am married and sleeping with a man that's not my husband. I kept my promise to you and left my husband. The divorce will be finalized next week. Now it's time for you to keep up your end of our deal and do the same, Ronny," Amy scolded him.
The panic on his face and in his voice when Ronny tried to speak was almost comical. Together, Amy and I had him by the balls, and he knew it. I actually felt sorry for him.
"Ronny, I am going to make you a one-time offer. You keep the house, keep the money in the bank account, and everything else. All I want is my clothes, car, and jewelry," I challenged him as I crossed my arms and glared him up and down. "You can take it, or you can try your luck in court."
Ronny opened his mouth but was cut short before he could say anything. Amy pinched his cheeks together, snapping his head sideways to look her in the face.
"Ah, ah, not a damn word out of you," Amy growled, "I gave up everything for you. Everything. I had to buy new clothes because I gave up everything in my divorce, to be with you. I spent three days on a bus to get here, to be with you. Let me tell you how this is going to work. You are going to nod your head and say yes ma'am, and thank your wife for being so generous. You are going to do it for me, and our baby."
Amy forcefully grabbed Ronny's wrist and pressed it to her belly. I watched as the tables turned, and the anger and frustration ebbed from his face. Then I saw something from Ronny I never expected to ever see. Tears. One by one, tears streaked down his cheeks as he dropped to his knees and held Amy's belly, and kissed it lightly. Judging by his reaction, this was news to him.
After several moments, Amy helped Ronny to his feet, and they hugged deeply. I couldn't help but turn to Kurt and hold him as well. His arms wrapped around me and I breathed in his scent deeply. Glancing back at Ronny and Amy, I smiled.
"So we agreed then?" I asked.
Ronny wiped tears from his eyes and nodded, "Yes ma'am. We are agreed."
I released a breath I didn't know I had been holding as I looked up into Kurt's eyes.
"I love you," he whispered to me as he leaned down to kiss me.
Ronny and Amy kissed, and Kurt and I kissed deeply. At that moment, I realized we still had a crowd at the back door. As I looked back at our closest neighbors behind us, there were several awkward heads turns, and several women were covering their mouths as they silently wept.
"Sorry everyone, but I think the party is over. Time for everyone to leave," I told them as I waved them towards the front door.
"I think we should leave too," Kurt said as he tugged at my arm.
I looked back at Amy and Ronny, just as Amy threw up her arm in a friendly wave goodbye. I returned the wave and then tucked myself in under Kurt's arm. I helped Kurt into his car and drove across the street. Helping him out of the car, I couldn't stop smiling. I was overwhelmed with relief, joy, excitement, and glee, with a dash of nausea, but that was probably from the baby. Kurt walked through the doorway from the garage into his kitchen and held himself up with the counters as he stumbled to the other side of the room. I closed the door behind me and closed my eyes as I leaned against it. Slowly, I exhaled deeply, relieved that it was all over. No more sneaking around with Kurt. No more worrying about getting caught. No more worrying about the neighbors and their gossip. No more having to conceal my feelings for Kurt.
As I leaned against the door, trying to process the events of the day, the instrumental opening of Aerosmith's 'I Don't Want to Miss a Thing' started to play. My eyes fluttered open, and I turned to see Kurt, braced on the countertops, lip-syncing to the lyrics. He was getting into it, completely exaggerating his arm movements like he was in a boy band. A few days ago he was on death's doorstep, but today he was a hopeless romantic as he had always been. I giggled as he shuffled towards me, holding his hand out. I loved him so much. Tugging at the towel, I let it drop to the floor and met Kurt halfway. Taking my hand, he pulled me to him and spun me around as I fell into his arms. His fingers laced between mine as he crossed his arms around my naked body. He tucked his head into my neck and kissed me there as we swayed together to the music.
I could feel something firm pushing into my butt cheeks as the music transitioned from Aerosmith to Savage Garden's 'Truly, Madly, Deeply'.
"Kurt?" I asked softly.
"Yes, my love?" he said as he tightened his grip around me.
"Did you make us a love track while you were cooped up in the hospital?"
"Maybe," he said coyly, "Depends if you like it or not."
"I love it."
He gently pushed me off of him, twirled me around, and then pulled me back into him. His hand pressed into my lower back, pushing me into his hips. At first, I thought it was his phone pressing into my stomach, but then I realized he was rock hard. The heat of his erection through his pants started to make my groin tingly.
"Oh my. Is that a phone in your pocket, or are you happy to see me?" I asked, feigning surprise.
"I am always happy to see you, but I think you should probably see for yourself," he teased.
I kissed him sweetly and slid my body down his as I dropped to my knees. As I unbuttoned his pants, the soft sound of Bryan Adam's 'Everything I do' started to play through the speakers. Kurt pulled his shirt off as I pulled his pants down to his ankles. I wrapped my hands around his shaft, the heat of his cock warming my cold fingers. Slowly, I looked up at him as I ran my tongue across the tip of his cock, tasting his slightly salty precum. I watched as Kurt moaned and threw his head back. I desperately wanted him inside of me. I wanted to moan without remorse as he stretched me apart. I wanted to scream shamelessly as he filled every inch of me. I wanted to cum all over his cock as he ravaged my pussy, just how I liked it. But I knew he didn't have the strength or energy right now. If I asked him, he would happily try, but I knew he didn't have it in him. No, this was for him. He worked so hard to make sure that I was satisfied, putting my pleasure ahead of his own. Not this time. This time, it was my turn to satisfy him.
I kissed the tip of his cock, and split my lips as I slipped him into my mouth. The soft heat of his shaft glided across my tongue as his firmness pressed deeper into me. Already the taste of him was making me salivate. I wrapped my lips tightly around his shaft as I looked up at him. When I sucked the air from my mouth, my lips, tongue, and cheeks conformed around his cock.
"Fuck that feels so good," Kurt moaned with a shaky voice.
No deep throating this time. I wanted him to enjoy a slow, sensual blowjob. Goodness knows after everything, he'd earned it. Slowly I moved my lips up and down his length. He moaned out in pleasure every time I slipped him back into my mouth. I could feel his cock twitching with excitement and pleasure as he looked down at me fondly. I knew I was doing a good job as he started to continuously moan aloud, and his leg started to tremble. I slowed it down a bit, wanting to draw out the moment. Kurt placed both of his hands on the countertop and threw his head back against one of the cupboards. I could hear his breathing change, it was now quick, rapid, and shallow. I knew he was getting close. I opened my mouth and grasped his cock with both hands, pressing him to my tongue. My fingers slid easily up and down the length of his saliva-soaked shaft. It only took three strokes before Kurt moaned out, and I felt his cock swell in my hands. With a grunt, his cock pulsed and I tasted his salty, bittersweet cum on my tongue. He grunted again as I felt a hot, gooey mess hit the roof of my mouth and settle in the back of my throat. With every pulse of his cock, my mouth was filled with more and more of his salty goodness. I felt and tasted the thickness of his seed shooting across my tongue, completely covering it. When he finally relaxed and his climax subsided, I wrapped my lips around his shaft, sucking hard and licking the last few drops from his tip.
I stood up and tucked his cock between my thighs, trapping him between the folds of my now soaked vulva. I looked up at him, mouth gaped open, proudly displaying my mouthful of his cum as I pushed it around and played with it using my tongue. He watched in amazement as I closed my mouth, and swallowed, feeling the heat of his liquid climax as it slid down my throat.
"Damn I love you," he said, breathlessly.
"I love you too," I said after kissing him deeply, "Now go sit down before you fall over."
"But I have to make dinner," Kurt protested.
I grabbed Kurt's cock from between my thighs and pulled him along until we reached the couch, and shoved him down onto it. I straddled him, grinding my soaking, silky vulva up and down his length.
"Do you want more of this?"
He nodded vigorously.
"I thought so," I persisted, "So, you're going to sit here and rest. I am going to make us something yummy to get your strength and energy back up. I am a free woman now, and you bet your ass you're going to need your strength when I get ahold of you at bedtime tonight."
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Four months after getting caught...
"Riza, what are you doing?!" I scolded her as I saw her standing in the kitchen, folding napkins for dinner tonight, "Babe, you should be sitting down and relaxing. Growing a baby is exhausting work. I've got this."
As I reached for a napkin to take over for her, Riza mercilessly slapped my hand away, "Kurt, Babe, I love you, but if you tell me to sit down and relax one more fucking time I will stab you with a butter knife."
"But-"
Riza pushed her finger to my lips and shushed me, "Babe, I love how attentive you are to the baby and my needs, and I know you mean well. But... I have been sitting and relaxing for the past two months. I need to get up and move around. It's not good for me or the baby to just lounge in bed and on the couch all day."
She glared at me before returning to folding napkins. Suddenly she squealed with surprise and dropped the napkin and napkin holders in her hand. I immediately went into panic mode.
"What?! What's wrong? Do I need to call the doctor?" I asked.
Riza laughed, and grabbed my chin, pulling me in for a quick kiss, "Babe, I am fine. The baby is fine. And you are so damn cute when you panic, you know that? Here, give me your hand."
She lifted her dress, revealing her growing pregnant belly. Gently, she guided my hand and set it on the bottom side of her abdomen. I felt the softness of her belly against my palm and caught the faint smell of the cocoa butter lotion I had rubbed on her belly after returning home from work that day. At first, I felt nothing, and then there was a faint push into my palm, almost a tickle. Then it happened again. My eyes went wide with joy as I felt it. Riza's eyes sparkled as she looked up at me, her face glowing with beauty and a proud smile on her face.
"Is that what I think it is?" I said excitedly.
Riza nodded, "Yup. She's kicking. As she grows bigger the kicks will become stronger and stronger."
"Have I told you how lucky I am to be with you yet today? Cause I am."
"Oh, I am the lucky one. I have this one-carat beauty on my finger every day to remind me how lucky I am," she said as she held up her fingers.
A month ago, I took out a loan from the bank and bought Riza the most beautiful diamond ring I could find. It took me three weeks to find it, and I put almost two thousand miles on my car, but I finally found the one that was perfect for her. Once word at work got out I planned to propose to her, my boss, and almost everyone else in the office was sending me emails and ads for diamond rings. Once I found the one I wanted for her, I stuck my head into my boss's office. I didn't say a word, he just seemed to know. He gave me the rest of the day off to drive and get it but insisted that I share pictures of the ring on her finger with the whole office, especially after all the effort that everyone put into helping me track down the perfect ring.
The preheat alarm on the oven went off and before Riza could react, I scooped up the ham and put it into the oven. I closed the oven and set the timer. When I turned around, I just watched Riza and was overwhelmed with her beauty. She had cut her hair to shoulder length, which framed her soft, round face quite flatteringly. The white and purple dress with lavender patterns hugged her body and curves seductively. Plus the colors suited her quite well. The pregnancy had made her breasts swell much more than either of us had anticipated, and she stopped wearing her bras because they just weren't comfortable anymore. The top of the dress barely restrained her new cleavage, but she was more than happy to proudly show off her chest. Her baby bump created a slight lump under the fabric. The dress stopped about mid-thigh on her and gave way to smooth and soft legs. To top everything off, she wore her new favorite bunny slippers. I wanted her. Badly.
I walked behind her, wrapping my arm around her chest and tucking my arm under her breasts. My other hand followed her curves down to her supple ass and gave it a gentle squeeze. Using my fingers, I bunched up the bottom of her dress as I felt the soft, smooth skin of her ass without the fabric in the way. With my thumb, I hooked the waistband of her lacy panties and pushed them down to her knees. She looked back at me with eyes that said 'I don't know what you think you're doing, but I don't want you to stop'. A naughty smirk peeked from the corner of her mouth as she tossed her hair to one side, exposing her bare neck. As my hand reached between her thighs, my lips pressed into her neck, and she let out a soft, quiet moan.
"Don't start something you can't finish," she challenged.
Her fingers reached up and grasped my hair as I accepted the challenge, sucking and kissing on her neck even harder. My fingers felt between her thighs, finding an already wet vulva waiting for me. Gently, I felt around and found her opening. I slipped two fingers inside of her, and she moaned, pushing her hips into me as she bent over a little more to give me easier access to her nether regions. Inside, her walls squeezed around my fingers and pulsed with excitement. I tugged at the top of her dress, pulling down the fabric until her swollen and soft breasts were freed. Her hand guided mine as she placed it onto her breast, slowly pinching and teasing her sensitive nipples.
"Oh, God... That feels so good, Baby," she moaned as she reached into my pants and started to stroke me.
My fingers flicked inside of her as I pushed into her G-spot, making her moan loudly and melt her body further into me. She started to near climax and I could feel her wetness starting to puddle in my palm. Her hands stopped stroking me, I could feel her body start to tense up, and could hear a change in her breathing as she approached the edge of an orgasm. Suddenly, both of us jumped when we heard the doorbell.
"Dammit," I cursed softly into her ear.
Riza tucked her breasts back into her top and looked a bit flustered as she pulled her panties back up. Quietly, she motioned for me to get the door. Feeling foolish, and a bit upset with myself for getting Riza so close but failing to finish the job, I huffed and walked to the door. I opened the door and greeted Ronny and Amy. I motioned for the two of them to come in. Riza and Amy squealed with excitement, rushing towards each other and embraced one another in a hug. I shook my head and laughed with Ronny, who shook my hand in greeting.
After the night we'd gotten caught by Ronny, the next week was a bit awkward as I helped Riza move her stuff into my, now our, house. After that, Amy moved in and things were pleasant. He and Amy were truly meant to be together. She didn't let him get away with a damned thing and kept him in check. Ronny, surprisingly, was the happiest I'd ever seen him. By the time Ronny and Riza got around to talking with a divorce lawyer, everything was already sorted out. The divorce judge mentioned that he wished all divorces were this quick and simple to deal with. In a month, the divorce was over and done with. Riza was happy, Ronny was happy, and Amy and I were ecstatic to finally be with the people we loved so much without the cloud of secrecy and adultery looming over our heads. Despite everything, Ronny and I were friends again, with him claiming that catching Riza and me together in the bathroom was the change in his life he didn't know he needed.
Riza and Amy, however, became fast friends. Those two were damned near inseparable. One day, Riza went over to get some more items out of her closet, and the two of them just struck up a conversation. I went over to check on her and I could hear joyous laughter coming from the bedroom, and found the two of them in tears from laughing so hard. They have been best friends ever since. Amy is about a month further along than Riza, but when one goes out baby shopping, they both go out baby shopping together. Ronny finished the project he was on and bought them both a spa day with part of his bonus. At first, I was upset that he bought Riza something without asking me. Then he showed up at my house with a twelve-pack while the girls were away, and he and I talked things out and cleared up the muddy water between us.
"Sorry, but I got out of work later than expected, so the ham just went in the oven," I apologized, "Dinner won't be for another hour and a half I'm afraid."
"That's fine! I'm just glad the four of us were able to get together for dinner finally!" Amy said excitedly, "You two have been more than patient with me and Ronny while we got everything settled with getting moved in together."
I walked over to the fridge and pulled out two beers, offering one to Ronny, "Thirsty?"
Ronny happily accepted the beer and chugged a quarter of it before responding, "The thermometer by the pool registered 110 degrees this afternoon. You bet your ass I'm thirsty."
"Dear! Kevin and Celina have a new video out!" Amy called to him from the couch.
Ronny looked thrilled and rushed over to the couch to join Amy. I glanced at Riza, who was putting the finishing touches on her famous pasta salad. I snuck behind her and put on the love track I made her in the hospital. I watched for her reaction as the music started, and she snapped her eyes at me. Her smile was infectious as I started dancing to the music, and I loved the look in her eyes. If looks could kill, she would be shoveling dirt for my final resting place right now. It wasn't an angry glare, but it was a glare that told me she knew exactly what I was up to. I waltzed up to her and took her hands in mine, spinning her around and kissing her sweetly with a little dip. Glancing at Amy and Ronny, I could see they were engrossed in their video. Like a horny teenager, I reached behind Riza, pulling her dress up as I took a hold of a handful of her bare ass. I was feeling frisky and I wanted her badly. My thumbs hooked around her panties as I pushed them down to her feet. Stuffing her panties into my pocket, I smiled mischievously at her as I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out.
She glanced back at Ronny and Amy, and then glanced back at me with admiring but cautious eyes, "Kurt Renolds, what do you think you're doing. We have guests!"
"And? They are in their little world over there," I whispered into her ears as I lifted her onto an empty spot of the counter, spreading her legs and pressing my cock to her opening, "And right now, I want to be in my little world too."
Riza's eyes went wide as I slipped inside of her. She moaned softly as I grabbed her ass cheeks and sank all of my length inside of her. She glanced back at Ronny and Amy, concerned we'd be caught.
"Babe! What if they hear us?"
"Good," I growled.
"Babe! Seriously?"
"Riza, I can't control myself right now. I want you, need you, badly," I whispered into her ear. "I tried to wait until after dinner, but you in that dress, the smell of your pussy on my fingers, your breasts threatening to break out of the top of that dress, I can't hold back anymore. I have to have you, right here, right now or I will lose my damned mind."
"Kurt, this isn't fair," she pouted.
"How so?"
"Because, you put our love mix on, and you start dancing with me and turning me on. You know I can't say no to you, especially when our love mix is on. Not to mention you have your dick in me and I can feel it twitching and it's making my pussy ache for more... Fuck! I hate but love that you have this kind of effect on me."
I was suddenly struck with a thought that was sexy, sinister, and exciting. I glanced at Ronny and Amy kissing on the couch. I looked at Riza and gave her a naughty smile. As I opened my mouth to speak, her eyes went wide as she realized what I was about to do.
"Babe, don't you dare!" she warned me.
I put my hand over her mouth and started to slide in and out of her, her tiny pregnant body jarring with each thrust into her.
"Amy, Ronny, I just wanted to let you know that my fiance has me so incredibly worked up that I am fucking her in the kitchen right now. Y'all are welcome to stick around, come watch, fuck one another, or move to another room. But Riza and I aren't leaving this room until she can't feel her legs," I yelled across the living room.
Riza was beet red from embarrassment, but I was almost positive the look in her eyes was that of a woman contemplating murder. She risked a glance back at Ronny and Amy, and we were both shocked when their clothes started flying off. I took a moment to pull my clothes off and pull Riza's dress off, adding it to the pile in the living room. I don't know what had gotten into me but seeing my fiance's naked body on the counter, her longing eyes begging me to give her more, I was filled with a sexually charged energy that I'd never experienced before. I slipped back inside of her, and grabbed her arms, pinning them behind her back. A primal, raw, lust had come to life in me, and I gave it to Riza as deep, hard, and fast as I could. She was screaming in pleasure as I filled her over and over again. I don't even remember her arms wrapping around my neck as the primal urges took me over. I could feel her tightness squeezing me. I could feel my balls slapping against her asshole and cheeks soaked with her wetness. I could feel her nails digging into my back and neck as her little pussy and body took everything I could give her. Only after she shoved me off of her, screaming and moaning like a madwoman while she held her thighs together and convulsed with an earth-shattering orgasm, was I finally brought back to reality. I had to grab her before she convulsed off of the counter. It was then I realized that Amy was moaning wildly as Ronny had her on all fours on the couch, and was drilling her fast and hard.
Riza got that twinkle in her eye that told me she was up to no good. I love that twinkle. That twinkle means something fun is about to happen.
"Hey Amy," Riza yelled as she kept her eyes on me.
"Yes, Darlin'?" Amy moaned aloud as Ronny pulled her hips against him.
"Got room for two more on the couch?" Riza teased, smiling at me as she stroked my cock slick with her wetness.
"Hell yes," Amy yelled back, "Get over here girl!"
Riza tugged at my cock and guided me into our living room. Amy and Ronny were standing in front of the couch as we approached. Almost in unison, the girls gave each other a look and fell back onto the couch, legs spread and ready for more. Then the girls took Ronny and me by surprise and started to make out. By the looks of it, they were not at all shy about using their tongues either. Ronny and I watched as the girls explored one another's bodies with their hands.
"I could be wrong, but I am getting the impression this was planned," I said to Ronny as I watched Amy suck on Riza's nipples.
Riza giggled with Amy, "We've had this planned for weeks. You boys don't even know the perverted stuff she and I thought up."
"Like what?" Ronny asked.
"Oh, there was the idea of Ronny cumming in me, and Kurt cumming in Amy, and we each eat our lover's cum from one another's pussies. Or maybe Amy eating Kurt's cum out of my pussy, and vice versa. Then we thought about having you both cum in us, and then Amy and I scissor each other with your cum leaking out of us. We finally decided to make out the whole time and have you boys cover both of our faces with cum, and then we feed each other both of your cumshots at the same time," Riza said confidently.
Amy sat up and smiled at the two of us as Riza leaned over and started to tongue Amy's pussy.
"Fuck Riza! Oh my lord, where did you learn to use your tongue like that?" Amy said as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
Riza giggled, "I learned from Kurt."
"Oh my God it feels so good," Amy moaned as she held Riza's head between her legs. "You boys better fuck us before I decide to take Riza upstairs and lock the door and have my way with her."
Ronny and I didn't have to be told twice as we knelt between our ladies' legs and took position. I was still worked up and filled with sexual energy as I relentlessly pounded into Riza. Amy and Ronny were going much slower, easier, but Amy was moaning uncontrollably. Admittedly, Ronny was a little bit longer than me, but I had him beat in girth by a decent margin. Amy admired the view of me and Riza, reaching down to rub her clit while I slammed in and out of her.
"Riza, you look gorgeous down there, all stretched out around Kurt. That's so damn hot, Girl!" Amy gushed, and looked up at Ronny, "Baby, do you mind if I taste Riza while Kurt is fucking her?"
"Go for it!" Ronny said excitedly.
Riza gave Amy an approving nod and pushed her head down between her legs. I felt as Amy's tongue fluttered across Riza's clit and the top of my cock.
"Babe, if you want to taste her, taste her. Pull his dick out, put it in your mouth, and taste her for real. It's a real treat, I promise," Ronny insisted.
Amy wrapped her hands around my cock and slipped me out of Riza without hesitation. I expected her to lick my cock or suck the tip. No, Amy took me into her mouth and deepthroated me without so much as a gag. Riza pushed on the back of her head and had me throat fucking her. It was my turn to roll my eyes in the back of my head. I glanced at Ronny and he gave me a knowing nod. When she'd had enough, Amy sat back and licked her lips, and then sucked her fingers clean. The look on her face was like she had discovered a new favorite candy.
"Girl!" Amy said as she slapped Riza's arm playfully, "Why didn't you tell me you tasted so good! I've fooled around with plenty of girls in the past, but damn you are something else."
Slowly I slipped back into Riza, and Amy watched in amazement as Riza's little pussy stretched around me again.
"I bet you love that feeling, getting all stretched apart like that?" Amy said as she caressed Riza's face and kissed her.
"MMMhhhmmm... He splits... me in two... every time," Riza said between moans. "I bet Ronny is hitting your cervix at just the right angle, isn't he?"
As if on queue, Amy grasped Riza's hand and closed her eyes. I watched as Amy's body went stiff. Her mouth opened as her back arched off the couch. Ronny started to thrust harder and faster as Amy sat on the edge of her orgasm.
"Now that's hot," Riza said to Amy, "Seeing you all worked up, on the verge of an orgasm. I bet with a little help, you will cum so hard on Ronny's dick that your pussy is gonna be flooded with wetness. Do you want some help?"
Amy nodded as she grasped Riza's hand tight. I watched as her head came off of the couch and her legs trembled. Riza winked at me and reached between Amy's legs and rubbed her clit fast. I watched as Amy looked almost frozen in time, legs trembling uncontrollably as Ronny slammed into her. I started to get concerned when Amy's face started to turn blue.
"Jesus, Amy, fucking breath!" I shouted.
Amy screamed out as her orgasm started to taper down a bit. She took rapid, deep breaths as she melted back into the couch.
"Oh wow," Ronny exclaimed as he threw his head back, "Damn you're super wet right now, Babe!"
Amy giggled shyly as she continued to tremble from the power of her recent orgasm. Her eyes looked into Riza's and the two began to make out again. I wasn't about to be shown up by Ronny, so I shoved Riza's legs up and adjusted my hips to enter her at a different angle. Almost immediately I was rewarded for my efforts. Riza and Amy stopped kissing as Riza tensed up, her hands slapping the leather of the couch. Her fingers gripped the edge of the couch cushion as she held on for dear life. Loud, shameless, screams of pleasure came with every breath.
"Shit... yes... Kurt, Baby, just like that," she screamed, "Oh don't stop! You are fucking my pussy so good right now!"
Amy helped out by playing with Riza's clit and sucking on her nipples. Riza's legs wrapped around my waist as her back arched off the couch. For a brief moment, her eyes flicked open long enough to grab Amy's hair and press their lips together. I felt Riza's legs squeeze me as she moaned into Amy's mouth. So intense was Riza's orgasm that her pussy squeezed my cock hard enough it threatened to push me out of her. Ronny's breathing started to change as the girls continued to make out.
"I'm so close," he grunted.
"Not far behind you," I replied, relishing in the feeling of Riza's pussy pulsing around my cock.
Both of the girls slid off the couch and got onto their knees in front of us. Amy sucked greedily on Ronny to get him closer, and Riza was fucking her throat with my cock. Ronny was the first to cross the finish line.
"I gonna cum!" he moaned.
Riza and Amy put their cheeks together and stuck out their tongues. Ronny grunted as Amy sat his cock on both of their tongues and stroked him to completion. His first blast caught Amy in the back of her mouth, but as she stroked him more, he spilled himself all over both of their tongues, lips, and chins. I was next up, Riza's talented hands getting me close, Amy and her tongues finishing the job. My first blast streaked across Amy's tongue, then her lips and cheek, until Riza locked her lips around my tip and took the rest of my load into her mouth.
"Hey! That's cheating!" Amy protested, "You better share."
Riza grabbed the back of Amy's head and kissed her, pushing some of my cum into her mouth. A few drops escaped their mouths and dribbled down their chins. I watched as the girls took turns using their fingers and tongues to clean one another's faces. When they were done, they proudly looked up at us with mouths full of cum. Riza sucked the last drop from Ronny, while Amy sucked the last drop from me. Finally, they swallowed their well-earned mouthfuls and giggled together.
"That was fun!" Riza cheered.
"Oh yeah!" Amy said looking sideways at me and Ronny, "They won't forget today for a long time. Next time though, I really, really want to eat Kurt's cum out of your pussy and you eat Ronny's out of mine!"
"Deal!" Riza screamed excitedly.
By NavyRigger for Literotica.