True to his word, James had made me unable to walk the next day. My dad seemed concerned when I told him I wasn't feeling good, and it was hard to keep a straight face with James grinning over his shoulder. After I assured him I was fine and just needed rest, he finally left, leaving James in my doorway.
"This is your fault," I hissed at him.
He leans against the doorway, "you said you could take it."
"And I did."
He smirks slightly, "yes you did princess." He looks over his shoulder briefly, "the parents are leaving for town soon, we could use the hot tub."
"That would be great," I grin. "Nothing like warm water to soothe aching muscles."
"A massage would help too," he says.
"Is that an offer?"
He swallows hard, "I'd love nothing more than to rub you down."
The tent being pitched in his pants gave testimony to his words, "I can see that."
His hand wanders to his zipper and slowly undoes it, letting his cock pop out. He grips it, stroking it as he stares into my eyes. He pumps it slowly, his hips moving slightly as he thrusts into his hand. My eyes flicker to the open door behind him and then back before my hands go to lift up my nightgown, letting him see my wet pussy.
Opening my legs, I start teasing my clit and James pumps his cock harder at the sight. I tease my clit more, slowly circling it as James breaths faster, "I want to cum in you," he grunts.
I spread my legs wider, "get in here then."
He rushes from the door, swinging it shut behind him before he's on the bed and inside me. He pumps twice before cumming and spilling himself inside me.
A knock on the door startles us, "I'm getting dressed!" I yell.
"Mary and I are going to town," my dads voice tells me on the other side. "Do you want anything?"
"No thanks dad," I answered.
"Ok sweetie, see you later."
He walks away and as his footsteps fade away I kiss James roughly, "fuck me," I tell him, biting his lip.
His cock hardens immediately inside me, and he's thrusting into me within seconds, his cum letting him slide easily. "I have something for us to try," he grunts. He stops and pulls out of me, reaching into his pocket for a packet.
"We don't need a condom," I reminded him. I'd gone to the clinic a few days ago and gotten a six month birth control shot.
He grins, "it's not a condom." He rips the packet open and puts a ring on his cock and presses the ball on it, making it buzz.
He's back inside me, his cock filling me and as he slides his entirety into me, the ring grazes my clit, making me buck and take him all into the very depth of me. He pulls out and thrusts again, harder this time but leaving the ring pressed against me for longer. He starts a game of long strokes paired with vibrating clit grazes until I'm bucking wildly under him, practically begging for more.
He doesn't give it to me though.
Instead, he pulls out and flips me over, pulling my hips up to meet his cock, his hand tangling in my hair as he sinks into me, his stomach pressing against my ass. The new position does interesting things inside me, letting James go deeper than he's ever been before.
He uses his one hand to pull me against him as he pounds me, my ass slapping against his abs. His other hand holds my hair firmly, not letting me go very far. His thrusts get harder as he nears his climax and he cums with a shout, slumping against my back as he catches his breath.
This was the first time I hadn't cum from James's fucking, and I wasn't sure if I should tell him or not. I shouldn't have given it a thought though, because a second later he's pulling out, trailing his cum behind him and putting me on my back. He takes the still vibrating ring from his cock and puts it over two fingers before he starts to finger me.
I moan as he grazes my sensitive spot with his fingers, the ring adding an interesting twist as it grazes my engorged clit. While his fingers pump in me, his other hand goes to my neck, squeezing the sides with just enough pressure to make me crazy.
My walls tighten around his fingers and he encourages me, "that's it princess, cum for daddy like the good girl you are."
My back arches as I cum, coating his hand in my fluids. I gasp as I lose all thought for several long moments, only slightly aware of James removing himself from me and laying next to me. When I return to myself I glance over at James who is looking at me softly, "what?" I ask him, feeling slightly self conscious.
"You're beautiful when you cum," he says softly.
"Well I only do it for you," I tease.
He gets a possessive look that surprises me, "good," he growls. "Your pussy is mine. For this summer at least." His possessiveness is a turn on. The fact that he wants me so badly that he's vocally claiming my body as his makes me want to mount him and ride him until we physically can't anymore.
And unfortunately that might be sooner than I want if the aching in my pussy is any indication. "I'm yours," I tell him. "Yours to fuck, yours to take care of. And you promised me a hot tub," I reminded him.
He smirks, "that I did princess."
He picks me up, not bothering with clothes since the parents were going to be gone for a few hours at least, and carries me out to the bubbling hot tub. He climbs in and sets me on the seat beside him. The hot tub bubbles around me and I lean my head against the rest. The boiling water did wonders for all my aching joints and parts.
The water moves as James situates himself and starts to rub me down just like he promised. His strong hands make quick work of the knots in my shoulders and the deep aches in my legs. "Mmm that's nice," I groan as his fingers press into a particularly sore spot. He massages me until all my knots are gone and he comes to sit beside me again.
His hand goes to his cock and he groans, "I'm always hard around you."
"Is that a bad thing?" I ask him, my hand sliding over his leg and wraps around his cock, replacing his hand with my own. His hips buck under me, making my hand slide down his shaft.
"No," he gasps as I grab his balls with my other hand and give them a squeeze.
Leaning in I grab his earlobe with my teeth and nibble gently, "good, because I'm always wet around you. I love the feeling of your cock inside me, filling me, pounding me." As I speak, I grip his cock how he likes and run my hand along it as I massage his balls. "I love feeling you cum with me, inside me. I love how you make my pussy quiver in anticipation and how you always make me cum hard."
James groans and moves me around, pinning me against the side of the hot tub with my tits pressed against it. I can feel his hard cock against my back and slipping between my cheeks, pressing against my asshole. "Are you ok with anal?" He asks, leaning his weight against me and pressing his cock harder against me.
I hesitate momentarily, "we can try."
"I'll be gentle," he promises, pushing gently into me little by little, filling a part of me that I never thought would be filled. "You ok?"
"It's... different," I tell him.
"Tell me if it hurts," he says, pulling out slowly.
It's definitely different, but not necessarily bad. He slides back in gently, snaking his hand to my pussy and starts to tease my clit as he pulls out and thrusts back in a little harder. The hot water sloshes around us as James moves faster, his fingers going into my pussy and pounds me in both holes.
The pressure is different than I expected, and it takes longer for my pleasure to build. "I want you.. in my pussy," I tell James, desperate for the release that wasn't coming with the anal.
He wastes no time in pulling out and moving me around to straddle his lap. My arms hook around his neck as he slides into my pussy. Moving my hips, I raise up and back down on his cock, moaning as I ride him. His hands grip my ass, moving me harder against him. The water sloshes rapidly around us, making waves as I ride his cock faster.
My pleasure builds quickly as his cock pounds my sensitive spots, and I cry his name as I cum. He moans as my walls tighten around his cock and he fills me with his cum.
We don't have time to enjoy the high however, as tires on the gravel driveway alert us to the parents coming back. We scramble to get out and race back inside, trailing water behind us. We make it to the bathroom and get the door closed just as the front door opens.
"James! Ali! We're back!" Mary yells. There's a moment before she's yelling again, "why is there water all over the floor!?"
James and I give each other a look before we burst out laughing. The adrenaline from the fucking and almost getting caught finally catching up to us. "Ali and I were in the hot tub!" He yells back, somehow managing to keep the laughter from his voice.
"And your son was in me, pounding me into oblivion," I whisper.
His eyes get hungry and he pushes me against the door, all laughter gone. His lips capture mine roughly, our wet naked bodies pressed against each other. His cock slips between my legs and I groan into his mouth as it grazes against my clit and I open my legs more, wanting him to fill me again.
James takes a hand and opens my folds, teasing me slightly before lifting my leg and holding it up so that my pussy is exposed before putting his cock at my entrance. He slides into me slowly, excruciatingly slowly, and we groan into each other when he's finally sheathed in me.
"James!" Mary yells, right outside the door.
We both freeze and James answers, "yeah mom?"
"Come clean this water up now. I almost fell."
"Ok mom, out in a minute," he tells her. "I'm almost done."
"Quickly!" She says before walking away.
We wait for her footsteps to disappear before James grins at me, "think you can cum quickly?"
"Can you?" I challenged.
His answer is to slide out and thrust into me deeply, making me gasp out loudly. His hand moves to cover my mouth, "hush princess." He starts thrusting into me deeply, his hand moving from my mouth to my clit and teasing my already engorged and sensitive spot. "That's it," he whispers huskily as he feels me tighten around him. "Cum princess, cum now."
I bite his shoulder to keep from screaming out as I cum and James holds me up as I collapse, exhausted. "Good girl," he whispers, kissing my head.
He slides his still hard cock out of me and sets me on the toilet, "you didn't cum," I half pout.
He digs in the cabinet and pulls out a towel that he ties around his waist. "Oh I'll have plenty of time for that later," he tells me. The towel is pitched over his cock and he takes several deep breaths and I watch in amazement as it disappears. "I'll deal with the parents, you shower and get back to your room. There's a long night ahead of us."
The day before we were scheduled to leave the cabin, James took me to town. The past two weeks were a blur of family outings, with James and I fucking whenever and wherever we could. We even managed to fuck in the hot tub again when the parents were asleep. James drove us to a nice restaurant and even opened the door for me when we walked in. We had never been here before, he had purposefully driven us an hour away so that nobody would recognize us if we got too handsy. "How many tonight?" The hostess asks. "Two," James tells her. She leads us to a small table near the back, smiling at us when James pulls out the chair for me. She waits until we are seated before handing over a wine menu, "would you like recommendations or do you have a particular favorite?" James doesn't even look at the menu, "bottle of Malbec please." She takes the menu back and disappears. When she's gone I whisper, "are you crazy? Neither of us are old enough to order alcohol." James smiles at me cockily,
The rest of the summer passed quickly and as our time together grew shorter, we found more and more reasons to be together. We fucked as often as we didn't, sometimes just going on car rides to talk about what we wanted with our lives. The intimacy of our conversations made the sex that much better, especially after we discussed our fantasies and insecurities. The night before James was supposed to go back to college, I found myself in his room, straddling his lap just like the first time. But instead of making out or riding him, we were just staring at each other. I know it sounds creepy, but it really wasn't. I'd gotten so used to the closeness of him over the summer that the thought of not seeing him again for months made my soul ache. "I'll miss you," I whisper. His hands grip me harder as he nuzzles my neck, "I'll miss you more princess." I pull back and take his face in my hands, kissing him with everything I have. He returns it, his tongue slipping into my mouth and caressi
That first month of college I didn't do anything except go to class, meals and then back to the room. I wasn't trying to be a hermit; there was just so much going on with my classes that I didn't have any free time for anything extra. That didn't stop my roommate Brandy from asking every weekend if I wanted to go out with her and her friends. "It's been a month Al, you need to get out of this room," she tells me as she puts on a very short black dress with nothing under it. I'd learned very quickly that Brandy was confident with her body and wasn't shy in showing it off. "I have projects due," I remind her, gesturing to my open books. "And so do you, we have three of the same classes." She waves me off, "look girl, college is about the experiences not just classes. You don't want to look back in twenty years and regret not going out and living your life. Plus you might get laid and judging by some of the sounds you make in your sleep, you need it." My face goes red. I had had
True to her word Brandy doesn't ask me out again until Halloween. When I reminded her of our deal she argued that it doesn't really count as going out since it's a dorm party. So against my better judgement, come Halloween I'm in the common area dressed as, I'm actually not sure what. Something with ears on a headband and a tiny leotard that fit like a second skin. Brandy was in a matching one across the room, a boy on either side of her. About an hour into the party I'm ready to go back to the room, but as I start to leave, strong arms wrap around my waist and a voice in my ear growls, "miss me princess?" I'm so startled that all I can do is ask, "James?" He chuckles in my ear, "expecting someone else?" I relax into his chest, letting his smell envelope me, "I wasn't even expecting you, but I'm glad you're here." I pause a second before asking, "wait, how are you here?" "Your roommate stole my number and messaged me," he explains. "Said something about how you're becoming a her
When thanksgiving rolls around, James and I find ourselves both making the trip home. Partly to see our parents but mostly as an excuse to see each other. He picks me up the first day of Thanksgiving break, giving me a long scorching kiss the second I get in his truck. “I missed you princess,” he says against my lips. “I missed you more daddy,” I say as I bite his bottom lip. He chuckles and pulls away, “we should get going. It’s a long drive and I have a feeling we’ll be making a few unscheduled stops.”“And by unscheduled you mean?”He puts a hand on my thigh and slides it up until it’s almost touching my center, “you know exactly what I mean. But, if I have to spell it out,” his hand brushes against me and I’m immediately flushed, “I’m going to fuck you all the way home and all the way back.” He rubs me a second longer before pulling away and starting his truck. It rumbles to life and he carefully pulls out of the lot and onto the road. I watch him drive, once again amazed at h
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," I tell James as I peer down at the ground below us. The ski lift that we are on shakes slightly and I grab the bar for dear life, certain that we are going to fall to our deaths at any moment. James, however, seems unfazed by the height or the shaking. "Relax princess," he says as he puts an arm around me. "We're almost to the top and then it's a quick ride to the bottom." "Like you'd know anything about a quick ride," I mutter, snuggling into his side. Despite the heavy snowsuit, two pairs of long underwear and socks, hat, gloves, scarf and mittens I'm currently wearing, I'm still freezing. I should be used to it by now since our family comes to the ski resort every year for Christmas until after the new year, a tradition we started when the parents got married. James had taken to snowboarding right away and was usually only seen at breakfast and dinner while the rest of us liked to lounge by the heated indoor pool. My entire body sh
The months after Christmas break and James’s revelation passed in a hectic blur of finals, half of which I’m sure I failed. The longer I was at school, the more it became clear that it was not for me. My only saving grace was James. He visited me as often as he could, took me out on dates and dicked me down until we both were exhausted. And when he couldn’t visit, we texted constantly, he sent me food and gifts, and would stay up late on video calls helping me study. School wasn’t all we talked about though. Between the studying and fucking, we managed to plan our first trip to Paris. When I had brought up going to Paris first, James had smiled and told me he’d take care of everything. Which is how, after a brutal last final and a tearful goodbye to our parents, we found ourselves in first class on our way to the city of love. The overhead lights dim and I snuggle deeper into James. We've been on this flight for eight hours already and still had another ten. I'm incredibly antsy
My hands tangle in James's hair as his head bobs between my legs, his tongue stroking my pussy. He takes his time, memorizing my folds with his tongue while two of his fingers slowly stroke my insides. I moan as his tongue circles my clit and his lips give it a teasing suck. James loves teasing, not that I mind, he's very good at what he does. My hips jerk as his fingers graze the sensitive spot inside me his licking turns from teasing to eating like it was his last meal. His fingers thrust harder, grazing my spot over and over while his lips suck on my clit mercilessly. My fingers dig into his scalp and pull his hair harshly as I explode with a yell. My hands release his head and I lay there trying to breath. If this was how our first day in Paris was starting, I had high hopes for the rest of it. James comes and lays beside me, his hand running across my skin lightly, "good morning." "A very good morning," I say, giving him a loving look. After his confession at Christmas we had
By the time we made it home and unloaded all our things, several hours had passed since the incident with Samantha. And even though nobody had called us and we hadn’t seen anyone else we knew, I couldn’t shake the feeling that everyone in town already knew about James and I. Rationally I knew that everyone would find out about us eventually. It wasn’t like James and I were keeping our relationship a secret anymore, but I did hope we would have more time before the entire town found out about us. And maybe I could have handled it better if I wasn’t pregnant, but I was, and somehow that made the thought of facing the town much harder. The ride from our home to our parents house is a silent few blocks as I stare out the window, my mind running wild with all the things that people are probably saying about us. James holds my hand the entire way, his thumb running over my knuckles soothingly and I’m so lost in my mind that I don’t notice we’ve arrived until James lets go of my hand.
The next morning James and I are at the mall as soon as they open. More specifically, at the home goods store that takes up two levels of the mall. Equipped with two different lists and carts, James is in charge of getting the large appliances and I’m off to find kitchen and bedroom essentials. Since it was so early in the morning, I wasn’t expecting anyone to recognize me. But as I was comparing bedsheets, a voice behind me asks, “Alison?” Turning, I force a smile, “Samantha.” Her eyes flick down to my stomach and back to my face, “look at you girlfriend! How long has it been?” “Since graduation,” I tell her while praying she’d go away. Samantha was the type of girl who’d be friendly to your face and then gossip about you behind your back. “I see that congratulations are in order,” she gushes. “I have to say, the girls and I were surprised when we heard that you dropped out of college to travel the world. Honestly, we didn’t think you’d ever leave this town. But, look at
Two weeks later James and I are sitting on the plush carpet of our new living room, sunlight streaming in through the large windows. The keys to the house sit between us as we both sit there, still in shock that we’d actually gotten the house below market value and so quickly. Finally, James just asks, “how?” Shaking my head I answer, “I have no idea.” And I truly didn’t. One second we were in Iceland and the next we were in the realtors office in our hometown being handed the keys to our own home. Everything in between was a blur, and normally I’d find that concerning, but right now I think I was still in shock. Shock that was quickly giving away to the reality of the situation. “Oh my god,” I groan as I turn to James. “We bought a house!” He gives me a puzzled look, “yeah. Isn’t that what you wanted?” “Yeah!” I exclaim. “But now we have to be adults and pay bills. We have to get the utilities turned on, but furniture, decorate, paint, put together a nursery, get a car,
The next morning we are once more in the doctors office. We’d been here so much over the last month that I could tell you how many ceiling tiles were in this room without looking. The answer is fifty-four. And since we’d been here so much, we knew all the nurses by name and they didn’t even bother to show us to our room. Yes, our room. We were always brought to the same exam room so it’s gotten to the point when they’d call our name, they’d just tell us to go to our room. So here we were, both sitting on the weird chair that was covered in white paper, waiting for Nurse Franklin. We’d opted to have her give us the results instead of the doctor since we’ve been seeing her more often than him. When she walks in the room, she takes one look at us and says, “I was going to start with the pleasantries but judging by the looks on your faces, we should just get to it.” “Yes please,” James says as he takes my hand. Nurse Franklin sits down and smiles, “I’m pleased to tell yo
“Babe, you’re missing it!” James teases excitedly as a woman on the tv screams. “It’s like the Aliens but it’s a baby!” Peaking through my fingers, I was just in time to see a bloody baby rip it’s way from its mother. How he had convinced me to watch the Species series I’d never know. I’d made it through the first one just fine, but the second was starting to get to me. “Why did you think this was a good movie for me to watch?” I ask as I try not to gag. Even though I know it’s fake blood, the sight of it still makes me nauseous. James glanced over at me and frowns slightly, “honestly I forgot that this one was mainly killer babies.” He grabs the remote and turns the movie off before kissing my head, “I’m sorry, princess. I didn’t mean to make you sick.” “I’m not sick,” I start to argue, but the churning in my stomach only got worse and in a flash I’m off the couch and running to the bathroom. I barely make it before I’m heaving my guts up. I don’t notice when James enters the b
“Carter?” The nurse calls out. “That’s us!” James answers as he jumps up from his seat and offers me a hand. I take it with a grin, “I can stand up by myself,” I tell him as he pulls me to my feet. “I’m just practicing,” he laughs as we follow the nurse. "I'm Nurse Franklin," she says kindly as she ushers us into the back. "You'll be in exam room one right here," she tells us as she opens a door. I walk into the room and sit nervously on the table, the paper crinkling under me. She shuts the door and turns to us, “so what brings you in today?" “We’re pregnant!” James tells her excitedly and proudly. “We?” I tease. “I didn’t know that you’d be shooting a baby out of your nether regions.” “I would,” he says quickly. He looks at Nurse Franklin, “I totally would.” She chuckles, “I take it you’re the father then.” James nods, “the one and only.” "Alright,” she says as she writes on her clipboard. “I do need to ask a few questions," she tells us. "Do you know ho
“We need to find a house,” James tells me as he rubs my stomach. We’ve been lounging on the bed for the past few hours, James laying between my legs, his head propped up by his arm. “And soon so we have time to set everything up for this little guy.” “We have time,” I remind him. “And who says it’s a boy? Maybe it’s a girl.”James looks up at me, “nah it’s a boy,” he tells me with full certainty. “But it could be a girl,” I argue slightly, suddenly worried that maybe James was going to be a ‘boys only’ type of dad. “You know I can’t control the gender, right?”He nods, “genetically speaking I’m the one that controls that. But,” he amends. “It could be a girl. I’d be happy with either.” “Would you?”“Of course,” he tells me with a smile. “I can’t wait for a little mini you running around. She’d have me wrapped around her finger so fast. I’d never be able to tell her no.” “Speaking from experience, that’s a good power to have over you,” I joke. “But you’re right, we do need to make
Six months later and I’m sitting on the floor in a hotel bathroom, a pregnancy test in my hand. “James!” I yell from the bathroom. “James!” His feet slap the floor as he runs towards me, the door opening quickly as he rushes in, “what’s wrong?” His voice gets a note of panic when he sees me sitting on the floor, “what happened?” I hold up the pregnancy test for him to see, “I’m pregnant.” He sits down next to me, “are you sure?” I nod, “yeah. It.. feels the same as last time.” He swallows loudly, “are we.. happy?” “Yeah,” I whisper. “Yeah we are.” And unlike last time, I was. Over the past six months we’d traveled the world for my job, visiting every place imaginable and I’d made more money selling my pictures then I’d ever thought possible, to the point where we’d never have to work again if we didn’t want to. I never thought that I’d be the breadwinner in this relationship but I was enjoying being a sugar mama. James and I still hadn’t found a house to call our o
A month later and we find ourselves in Alaska watching the northern lights in a glass igloo hotel. While I wasn’t to thrilled about going from one cold climate to the next, I had to admit that the light show was worth every freezing minute. Especially since I got to cuddle some sled dogs our first night there. We’d decided to do the sled dog tour that ended up on a mountain peak with a clear view of the lights. The company had set up large canopy tents with an assortment of chairs, blankets, food and drinks. Several cozy campfires are spread throughout the small area and if it wasn’t for the fifth other people there, it would be one of the most romantic places we’d ever been. As we waiting for the show to start, I walked around the camp and took pictures of all the dogs and the camp, along with anyone who wanted their pictures taken. And when the lights started, we all moved from the tents and away from the fires, towards the edge of the mountain with our chairs and blanke