by Jade Blue
*****
Miami Beach,
Florida.
Mothers’ Day Eve.
11:33PM.
Dan lowered his paramour onto the gritty sand of the beach. They could hear the roars of excited waves as they rushed toward the shore. They had nothing to fear though. They were well placed away from the angry waves.
He stared directly into her eyes, keeping her fear at bay with his gaze. She couldn’t be scared though: she had him. That was all that mattered.
She was damn excited to finally be in his arms after the long day at work. They had promised to spend the first few hours of Mothers’ Day together, on the beach, away from prying eyes, making love.
They were both still panting after they had raced each other to the sandy beach, their bare feet buried in the smooth sand.
She wanted him badly. So much that they had hardly settled down on their favorite spot that she had rid their bodies of their clothes and began to touch him all over.
Besides, she’s got news for him. She pulled him toward her lips, eating at his ruddy lips as if her life depended on it. she moaned softly as their lips collided.
Dan wasted no time in freeing her breasts of the bra hooks that held them in place. He palmed them gently, spending more time on her dark-brown areola. She arched her back as his fingers wrapped around her tits.
“Yes,” she muttered.
She spread her legs wide – she needed no foreplay today; she was damn lubricated already: she could feel the thick mess between her tender thighs. As he settled between her, she raised her legs and clasped them around his body, pulling him into her. Her juices trickled out of her throbbing quim as she readied herself for his energetic penetration. He held the cap of this thick, fleshy cock with his right hand while he settled his left hand on her left thigh.
She cooed. “Make love to me, Dan. Please. Now.”
He slipped into her entrance, her creamy fluids guiding his way, deeper. And deeper. She gasped for a moment as he hit the base of her belly.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked, softly.
She smiled and cupped his face in her hands before she shook her head. “Go on.”
It always felt different every time he fucked her. He balanced himself and angled his thrusts deeper into her soggy snatch. She moaned loudly now as his shaft disappeared further into her writhing body. His arms wrapped around her back as he thrust faster and faster.
No one fucked her better than he did. Somehow, as strangely as it might appear, she could have sworn their genitals understood each other than both of them even understood each other.
She turned and twisted her body to his calculated strokes as he fucked her with greed. She wouldn’t trade him for any other person. He was all that she wanted.
She moaned loudly as a spate of sweet sensations poured through her body. She wanted more. And he gave it to her. She arched her back as ecstasy flooded her system. He felt good inside her. She felt her pussy folds tighten around his dick. The incessant rubs of his veiny rod against the walls of her female flesh sent waves of tingling sensations streaming through her body. She flung her head backwards and surrendered her body to an intense climax.
She shuddered as she exploded with orgasm. Her viscous juices gushed out of her depths, soaking her groin and splashing all over him. He giggled as he quickened his thrusts while she only shouted yes after yes and dug her nails into his back.
He grunted and juddered against her body but she held him down. She loved the feel of his hot semen flooding her insides. There was nothing to fear again though.
She purred as she felt him empty his seeds into her pulsating pussy, and his dick go near-flaccid in her.
He smiled as he looked into her eyes and kissed her on the cheek.
It was the perfect opportunity to bring it up. She cleared her throat, pulled his head up and looked straight into his eyes. She didn’t want to miss any of his reactions as she addressed him.
His voice was as reassuring as ever. “What is it, sweet?”
“I’m pregnant, Dan. Three weeks now.”
*****
11:52PM
His countenance hardened for a moment. she could have sworn he gave her an icy glare. His steely gaze bore through her frail body. She could feel her heart throbbing loudly, like tens of gongs going off at once.
He’ll reject me. I knew it.
She blinked repeatedly, anxiety worming through her slim body. “Say something, Dan, please.”
They were back to first names now. She didn’t even know when the words fell out of her lips.
Just then, he smiled softly at her. He exhaled and drew her toward him. He wrapped his burly arms around her middle, pulled her into a tight embrace, sniffed her glossy hairs – which were in an obvious mess – and kissed her lightly on the forehead.
Just then, they heard hundreds of firecrackers go off at once from different directions. And then followed a series of elated voices which accompanied the crackers. Those were quite faint though.
They sat up under the shimmery glow of the moon and stared into the lighted sky, aglow with thousands of bright hues.
Ann purred in his arms. He pulled up her face to his while his right hand sank to her belly and nestled there. “Happy Mothers’ Day, sweetheart. Thank you for this gift. I love you deeply.”
Ann said nothing as tears welled up in her eyes. Tears of joy of course. He had not just accepted the news that they were expecting a baby. But he had just confessed his love for her, right there and then.
She melted in his arms and sobbed softly. “I love you too, baby. I love you too.”
He careened his fingers through her curls, sending a fresh wave of spasms coursing through her body.
*****
