“Stay inside me, just like this.” Sharon spoke with a promising whisper.
“I’m not going anywhere.” I reassured her, kissing her ear and neckline.
We remained joined, cock deep in ass, together as one.
“That was incredible,” Sharon said after a long, deep kiss. “I’ve always wanted to do that.”
“I can’t believe no man ever wanted this,” I replied, still trying to grasp such raw, powerful sex with a woman. “I don’t see how with an ass like yours.”
“Was that the first thing you noticed about me, my ass?” she asked.
“Yea,” I answered.
“I loved when you talked about it like it was food,” she replied. “God that was so fucking sexy.”
“Did you like when I licked it, and had my tongue inside it?”
“Fuck yeah, God that just… wow.” She exclaimed with a long sigh of wonder. “You were so into it. I never thought anyone could ever want me like that.”
“You have no idea, Sharon.” I lovingly told her. “You’re the sexiest woman I ever hope to have.”
Sharon purred below me, snuggling against the sheets and squirming below me, feeling my semi-hard cock still tucked safely away in the tranquil depths of her bowels.
“I guess I should tell you I’m ovulating this weekend.” Sharon then said.
I was somewhat confused.
“Ovulating, as in… you could get pregnant?” I cautiously answered.
“Uhhmm hmmm,” She nodded yes as she bent her neck about. “I don’t know if you really cared, but the chances are pretty slim, but just FYI.”
Just then, my mind played back the thundering orgasm we shared in the limousine earlier, and that I didn’t pull out when I came.
My heart stopped.
To Be Continued.
Sharon sat up on her elbows, propping herself up as she could tell I was suddenly anxious.
“Does that scare you?” she asked.
“I… I…” I stammered.
“Well, like I said, I really doubt I could get pregnant. It’s been so long, and I seriously doubt it since I haven’t had a baby in over seventeen years,” She said, trying to reassure me. “I got the impression you weren’t all that concerned about it.”
“I’m not… well, sort of,” I stammered. “Its just that… well.”
“Say it, sweetie. Really. Don’t be ashamed.” Sharon replied.
I tried to think of how I felt. This was a huge step for us, one that could change the course of our lives forever.
“Honestly, I have thought about it, Sharon. A lot.” I started. “Part of me is like… knowing I could make the mother of my best friend pregnant. Its like… wow. It would be the greatest honor… to really know I loved you enough to do that to you.”
“What else?” Sharon asked, staring deep into my eyes with keen interest.
“Just that… I would love to look at you, all knocked up with a big belly… and know that it was me who made you that way.” I spelled out. “That to me is… well, it’s so fucking sexy to even think about.”
Sharon’s eyebrow crinkled, staring right through me with an intensity I’ve never seen before.
“You’re absolutely amazing, you know that?” she replied.
“What?” I shot back.
“You,” she answered. “God, most women would kill to hear a man say those things to them. Most guys would run and scream… but you, you put it to words… God, you are just one of a kind, Christopher.”