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With my lips still wrapped around him, sucking every last ounce, I stand, and peel down my panties.
“Oh Mady, fuck, yes, you’re so beautiful.”
“Am I?” I tease pushing him back on the bed and releasing my grip on his cock long enough to climb up on my knees and straddle him.
Joe’s hands grip my dress and pull it over my head.
“Oh yes, look at you.” Joe’s hungry eyes devour my naked body, followed by his fingers as they explore my every curve. Rocking my hips, I grind my wetness over his semi until it’s throbbing and standing up ready for more.
“Joe, I really want you, but…”
“My voice trails off. This is the worst time for me to have doubts or question my actions.
“It’s ok Mady.” Joe’s fingers brush down the side of my face, cupping my cheek in his hand. “This doesn’t have to be more than one night of pleasure and fulfilling each other’s needs. Or we can stop now Mady, whatever you’re comfortable with.”
“Really?”
“Of course, Mady, in fact,” Joe grips my hips lifting him off me and flipping us over until I’m on my back and he’s straddling me. “I’m taking sex off the table. What you need is a drink of water. Hydration.”
“Hydration!” I’m shocked when he hops off the bed and refills my cup with more lemonade.
“Yes, because you’re about to have multiple orgasms. Drink up Mady.”
Chapter Six
Joe
I’m nothing if not true to my word. Three orgasms later, Mady is fully satiated and purring in her sleep. If I leave now, I’ll get a few hours sleep before the tee time alarm rings. But as I sit on the edge of the bed, combing my hands through her silken hair, admiring her soft feminine curves, I don’t want to leave. I want to watch her sleep and kiss away the worries in her furrowed brow. I want to be here when she wakes up. No, I want to wake her up with my face buried between her legs, swiping my tongue over her swollen clit while she grips the blanket underneath and utters a slew of curse words, praying to God and me for the tsunami forming within her sweet pussy.
Licking my lips I reminisce over the taste of her sweet cum. I could drink from her tap for the rest of my life. Never has a woman’s taste been so enticing. The pain in my chest as I slip out the door is a signal that she’s someone important. Someone I won’t forget.
Back at my own cabin, I grab a beer from a bucket of ice on the coffee table, and kick back on the couch, opening my laptop, and searching the internet until I find her travel blog. Rob stumbles out of our bedroom with one eye open, nods to me, and heads into the bathroom. Our two-bedroom cabin is set up with two twin beds in each, perfect for a group of guys needing a place to crash between activities.
As I sip my beer, a breeze blows in the open window carrying with it the faint scent of her arousal on my goatee, and my dick springs to life. Every thought and memory of her makes me hard, and if I don’t get a grip, golfing is going to be difficult tomorrow.
“Wow.” I mumble to myself.
She has over four million followers. Yoga videos, and posts on mountain cliffs, red rock arches, and ocean vistas. Van life tips for a plus size female, healthy cooking, life on the road, zen and the art of living life to one’s own obligation. She must be earning money through sponsorships to keep her current lifestyle, but she’s truly mastered the art of incorporating product ads into her every day life in a way that is natural and unobtrusive. I’d buy anything she recommended. And it’s not just her beauty, and curves that has stirred my cock, but her sincerity and joy. I’m not one for believing in true love, auras, destiny, or fate, but whatever drink she’s serving, I’ll have two. And her.
Hours later, I’ve stalked through her social media accounts, and nearly read through every blog post she’s written, when I click next and get the shock I knew was coming.
June 24, 2022
Dear friends,
I have a secret; One that I’ve been carrying for a few months now. I’m pregnant.
Wow, there’s nothing like a ripping a band-aid off is there? I wish I could see your expressions as you read this and what it all means. Will I continue van life or hang in the towel for something more traditional?
I suspect I am thirteen weeks along, which gives me a due date of December thirtieth. A New Years Eve Baby!
As far as plans, well, I’m still headed to Virginia next, and then we’ll see. Safety remains a top concern as a single traveling female. As always, I’ll keep you updated after the fact, and let you know where I’m going, after I’ve been there.
In the poll below, tell me, what do you think I should do next?
Much Love,
Mady
