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When my ass was bright red and stinging, he finally relented. Leaving me in that same position, he went to the bathroom and came back with something. I could hear the pump before I felt it. The cool lotion stroked gently into my stinging ass, making me nearly moan with pleasure.
When he was finished, and I was feeling a whole lot better, he started to touch me again. Gently, between my legs, working me up to an orgasm he actually let me finish. Coming out all the harder for the anticipation.
Giving me time to recover, Cooper had one more new experience for me. Getting fucked from behind while in a stress position on a chair. It really was quite good. His cock angled just right, so it struck my cervix and my g-spot at the same time as he kissed the back of my neck. Working me to a massive orgasm.
“I love you,” I screamed as I quivered, every molecule in my body reacting at once.
“I love you, too,” he replied.
Epilogue
Cooper
Bacon popped and sizzled in the cast iron skillet like a fireworks display, as I fried it to crispy perfection. We had decided on an even division of labor. I would cook breakfast, and Sarah would scour the online real estate listings for a condo central to both of our jobs. We were planning to co-sign even though I still made a lot more money than she did. Not that it mattered. I really had started thinking in collective terms. Going for ‘me’ to ‘we’ and ‘mine’ to
‘ours.’ It wasn’t really a new experience for me, having gone through something similar as basically the man of the house after dad left. Much of my concern was for Camilla and my mom more than myself. Probably how I developed my near Calvinist work ethic.
She wasn’t there. The computer was, but Sarah had gone off somewhere to do something else, leaving me holding the flipper and looking a fool. Not that I minded much, of course.
“Hey, mom,” I said, fishing my phone out of my pocket.
“Hey, honey, I just wanted to make sure you are still coming to the wedding.”
“Of course, we are.”
“We will understand if Sarah isn’t feeling up to the trip. Though I really hope that you can come.”
I was confused as to why Sarah wouldn’t be up to flying to Santa Fe in a few days but held my tongue.
“Remember, another one of my predictions came true.”
I stared at the phone for a long moment, wondering what she could possibly be on about. Had she made a prediction about Sarah feeling sick? As though on cue, Sarah came back into the kitchen looking deathly pale. I turned off the stove and ran to her.
“Honey, are you okay?” I asked, steadying her and pulling out a chair.
“I’m pregnant,” she said weakly.
I didn’t quite understand it. As far as I could remember, we had always used protection. Or at least were careful. How could she be pregnant? Then I remembered the first time. The first time we had fucked together, and the first time Sarah had fucked at all. I guess I got so caught up in the excitement I had gotten a bit careless.
It came back in full-color surround-sound. Mom said I should call Sarah my baby momma because she was going to give her grandkids.
“How do you feel about it?” I asked, not even wanting to entertain the psychic malarkey.
“Scared but happy.”
“Me too,” I said, kissing her gently, “hang on a minute.”
Quick as I could, I dashed into the bedroom and came back, dropping to one knee before the love of my life. Showing her the box, I slowly opened the hinged lid, for the big reveal.
“I bought this about a week ago, on a whim. I wasn’t planning to propose yet, but it feels right to do it now.”
“Yes,” she said, tears of joy rolling down her face, “even if we are going a bit fast.”
“It is just the right speed,” I said, slipping the ring onto her finger.
“Yeah, your right. Though maybe you are a bit psychic. Buying the ring on a whim and all. I—”
I kissed her into silence. Her mouth and tongue, suddenly very busy with other, more exciting things. Still kissing, her sweet, sweet lips, I scooped Sarah up into my arms and carried her into the bedroom for a different sort of kissing.
Her panties off and her legs up, near the edge of the bed, I drooped to my knees in reverence. Licking and sucking her sweet, pink pussy with every fiber of my being. Savoring every moans and movement she made.
“Fuck me,” she pleaded, “please.”
Minding my speed, I carefully worked my cock into her pussy. Stopping when she still felt comfortable. Leaning in so I could kiss her while I moved, I started to gently fuck her pussy, her lips grabbing on and holding my cock as I mover inside her, gridding lightly against her cervix as she moaned her ecstasy as she came.
