HOTSHOT

by Bishop, K. M.

  I had never told Chance about this, but ever since I was a small girl, I had dreamt of the wedding of my dreams. There were all these fantastical ideas flowing around in my head about pictures, and colors, and streamers, and music, and food, and cake, and champagne, etc. I’d always wanted a big, fabulous wedding. I felt that most women probably wanted something similar in their lives. This was the defining day, the one defining day of your life where you pledged your undying devotion and love to the man of your dreams. And you wanted everyone that you cared about to be there.

  Chance said he was fine with all of those things, but I knew that if we had a wedding one day, that I wanted to invite his father. I thought that if Chance’s father did not come then he would always regret it. That was going to be the grandfather of our kids, but it worried me that Chance had seemingly cut him out of his life completely.

  Chance wanted kids, but he never really talked much about that either. Was it one of those abstract ideas for him, something that he never really considered to be a real possibility until it actually happened? And what if it did happen? What would be his response to it? Would he be happy or would he actually be kind of sad and disappointed?

  I wasn’t sure. And I didn’t want to press the issue with him. These were things we’d have plenty of time to think about later. Right now, I was happy just being us and being together.

  But I did want these other things and I had to know that Chance wanted them to, and that he needed them as badly as I did for his life to truly be complete. But I didn’t know how to ask him these things. Why was I so scared about frightening him away? Down inside of myself, was I still awestruck that Chance was actually with me? Did I think that one day he would actually get tired of me? Surely not. Chance loved me. That was the end of that story. We were meant for each other.

  And I needed to prove this to myself. But I could not answer why. I had no idea why the seeds of doubt were still wrestling with me deep inside.

  Soon, Chance would be home. Would I be able to discuss it with him then?

  Chapter Thirty

  Chance

  “What do you think of this one?” I asked.

  I was holding up a large dildo that was bigger than my entire arm. It was ridiculous to think that any normal person could ever actually fit this inside of them. How was this possible? But it did get my imagination running wild.

  “That is sweet,” Jamie said with a smile. “It’s almost as big as you.”

  I laughed. “Oh, thanks for the compliment, but I am not that big. That’s crazy. Is that a real thing that women will try to use? Or is it more of a gag gift?”

  Jamie looked at the dildo and stroked it. “Judging by the feel, I think that some people may actually use this for real. Ouch… that hurts just to think about.”

  We had been relaxing at home when Jamie decided that we should visit a sex shop to find some kinky things to play within the bedroom. I already had a few of the basic sex toys from previous relationships, but Jamie was feeling frisky and wanted to go to the shop to see if there was anything else there that might peak her interest. She’d never actually been to a sex store before. She was running around from one thing to the other like she was so excited to see what everything was. I found it all to be hysterically funny and I could not stop laughing at her. Which annoyed her slightly and she decided to pummel me with a barrage of playful punches on the arm.

  “What about this?” Jamie asked as she grabbed a large butt plug off the stand.

  “What about it?” I asked. “You do know what that is?”

  Jamie looked at me slightly confused. “That’s a butt plug.”

  Her eyes went wide and she laughed at me. “Wow, that’s so messed up that you know what that is. Have you ever used one?”

  “I have not used one, but I’ve used them on women before. They can be a spicy little thing to have fun with, but only if you like butt play.”

  Jamie kind of wrinkled up her nose. “I’m not sure if I’m ready for anything like that, yet.”

  “Ok, then how about some funky dice?”

  I grabbed some dice off the rack. They were a dice game where one dice had a body part and the other dice had an action on it. You would roll the dice and put the two together to decide what you were going to do to the other person. They were rather fun and kept things exciting.

  “Wow, those might be a fun option,” Jamie said.

  “Cool. And did you see the edible panties? Those are a blast. And very tasty.”

  She smiled. “I’m not sure about wearing food as underwear, even if it is just in the bedroom.”

  I shrugged and we kept moving throughout the store. Jamie stopped when we came to come pocket rockets, which were a small vagina like sex toy for men’s masturbation. It was in the shape of a flashlight.

  “You ever use one of these?” Jamie asked with a smile.

  I laughed. “Yes. I’ve used one of those a time or two.”

  “Why?”

  “I was between girlfriends,” I teased. “And I was curious to see if it felt like the real thing or not.”

  “And?”

  “No, it does not feel anything close to the real thing. The real thing is so much better. Those things do feel good though, and they are rather popular.”

  “I might want to watch you with one sometime,” Jamie said. “Do you want to buy this one?”

  I laughed. “Ok, we can do that. I threw my other one away a few years ago.”

  We were just about to leave after browsing through several items of sex toys and some of the DVD’s the store had in stock as well when I noticed the booths in the back area.

  “Hey, have you ever been in one of those little booths before?” I asked Jamie.

  “Booths? No… what is back there.”

  I smiled. This might be fun. “Well, you go back there and put this little token in the machine and you can watch a video for a few minutes before you have to enter more coins. This is so you don’t have to wait until you get home to jack off.”

  “Wow, that is interesting,” Jamie said.

  “Yeah, but it’s more interesting that in some of these places, they have glory holes.”

  “What’s a glory hole?”

  “Basically you are one side of this wall. Sometimes it’s just glass and sometimes it’s a full wall. But there is a hole down below, big enough for me to stick my dick through. And then you can pleasure me and I can pleasure you through it.”

  Jamie’s eyes were lighting up widely now. She had heard something that really appealed to her, and the more I talked about it, the hotter it sounded.

  I went to the counter and had the clerk hold the toys we were going to buy while I also gave him some cash for some tokens for the nudie booth in the back. And then I went with Jamie back there.

  We quickly discovered the glory hole and Jamie got on the other side of it.

  “Wow, this is crazy,” she said.

  I looked down at her and smiled. I liked that I could actually see her through the window with this one. I hadn’t actually been here before, but sometimes it could be a good place to get some wild, anonymous sex.

  I pulled open my fly and then pulled out my thick package, shoving it through the hole that had been cut out and barely fit over me. Jamie’s eyes widened and she began to lick her lips wildly, almost ravenously at the mere sight of me. I could see that this environment had turned her on, and she was ready to ride me any way that she could. I had actually been thinking about it all day long. When I wasn’t with Jamie she was all I thought about and it always made me so horny. It was distracting. I had to have her all the time. She was basically living with me now, but I had not officially asked her to move in with me. But then again, I didn’t have a place of my own yet. That would come soon. I knew it. I would make it happen. Whatever would take our relationship to the very next level, I would do.

  Jamie dropped to her knees and wrapped her hand around me, pulling me closer to her. My groin was now pressed tightly a
gainst the wall. She was massaging me, fingering, me and getting ready to taste me down deeply. She was so deeply skilled at oral. The very first time she’d ever done it, she instinctively just knew how to do it the best way. And it was far better than any other woman who had ever touched me. Jamie’s touch was immaculate. It really did feel like some kind of spiritual or religious experience when I was making love to her.

  Jamie opened her mouth widely and swallowed me inside of her. I closed my eyes, allowing the pleasure to well up through my main asset and into my sack below, tingling all over my body. I had to hold onto the wall to keep my knees from buckling beneath me. The dizziness, the light headedness that often felt like some sweet high was there in a heartbeat. My angel was servicing me, pulling the most passionate feelings of overwhelming desire out of me. Every movement of her lips, her tongue, her breath, and the moisture was on a scale like nothing I ever could have imagined before. Every time with her was even better than the last time. How was that even a possibility? It was like Jamie just knew me a little better each and every time and then she used this newfound knowledge to take me even farther.

  She pulled me out and held it in her hand a moment, stroking it, lubing me up with her natural juices. Looking down at the beautiful face servicing me through this wall was the most miraculous thing I’d ever seen. It was the hottest, most erotic, moment of my life. I couldn’t remember ever being turned on this much before. I wanted to burst inside of her so badly.

  I motioned for her to stand up and turn around. Jamie did so with a big smile. She turned around and pulled her jeans down. Then she removed the panties as well. Before I knew it, her ass was pressed against the hole and I was inside of her.

  She was so tight. She was the perfect amount of wet, too. The friction was at an ultimate high level. That combined with the tightness, was a surefire recipe to make me come hard and fast. And I was so ready to come for her. I wanted to fill Jamie up with my seed, to see the laughter on her face, the delight, and the total pleasure as I contributed my own manly juices to her feminine juices to crate the sweetest elixir the world had possibly ever known. Somewhere inside that elixir was the place where true love found true love.

  Jamie was bouncing her ass against the wall now. I could feel the vibrations from the other side rubbing against my sack and this propelled my climax even closer to completion. I was almost there. I wanted to reach out and grab Jamie’s hair, to pull it and squeeze it as I came inside of her, like I always did. But this was not to be. The wall was blocking all of this.

  That was part of the thing that made it so hot. We could touch only the parts of ourselves that really mattered. That was a brilliant design, but I could also see every single thing. All of this turned me on to the point that I could hardly utter actual words. All I could manage were wild grunting noises that erupted from me in strange, weird, little bursts. I felt crazed. I felt enthused. And I felt almost as if I were being reborn again.

  I was about to come. I thought about tapping on the glass so that she could be ready for it, but then I remembered that this was the woman I was going to spend my life with. I was going to ask her to marry me one day. And we were going to have beautiful babies together. Our life would be wonderful and exciting every single day.

  I came hard inside of her. The force of my orgasm ripped out of my body like a bullet being fired from a gun. I felt it hot and burning at the end a split second before it exploded into the world.

  Jamie was still banging her ass back and forth against the wall, pounding into me. She knew that I was coming into her. I could tell because she looked back at me and smiled widely as she held herself against me finally, pressing her body against the hole as tightly as possible and then wiggling herself back and forth against me as she tried to absorb the come that had jettisoned out of me.

  My legs were buckling and I found myself almost falling to the ground now, even though I tried to hold onto the wall. I needed a few minutes to collect my bearings.

  Jamie was now coming as well. I could sense the wild animation of her body as she writhed hard against me. Her body bent backwards against the glass as if she were attempting to crawl back through it in reverse. I could see the wild lights in her eyes. The desire, and the need to be near me and touch me. I was so deeply buried inside of her that I was shocked that our bodies had finally managed to break free of each other as our climaxes ended.

  I stepped away from the glass for a moment and then pulled my pants back up. I was so shaken by this sweet experience it was a few moments before I was actually able to walk. My knees buckled every time I did so. This was a unique and fun experience that I knew neither one of us was likely to ever forget.

  “That is the beginning of trying wild, new things,” Jamie said to me when we got back to the car.

  I laughed and started the ignition.

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Jamie

  (Two Weeks Later)

  I didn’t tell Chance that I was going to the doctors. I knew he would worry about it and with another big game coming up this week against Penn State, I didn’t want him to have anything weighing on his mind and distracting him. Besides, this would most likely turn out to be nothing and I could just go about my business without ever telling him anything.

  I’ve always hated going to the doctor. Ever since I found out I had to get my tonsils taken out because of the constant sore throats I was getting. I’ve distrusted them ever since. Men in white coats scare the crap out of me.

  But I had to go this time. I was pretty sure I was pregnant. I kept trying to fight the thought, but I had so many symptoms the past few weeks. Plus, I was very late on my period and I had always been as regular as clockwork. This was a new one for me. And it was alarming as could be.

  What if I was pregnant? This couldn’t have come at a worse time. I was just getting where I wanted to be with my career and I could foresee that I might get that job at a high end publication to start my first real journalism job which might lead to other amazing things for me.

  On top of that Chance was starting to attract real heat and attention from the NFL scouts. There were rumors that those scouts were coming to the game this weekend. Somehow Chance heard that a scout was going to offer an NFL contract to someone. He thought it had to be him and I could think of no reason why on earth it wouldn’t have been him. This was shaping up to be an amazing time in both our lives. But if a baby came along right now, it might really impact everything. How would Chance react? That was the type of pressure neither one of us needed to deal with right now. We both had more than enough strain and this was the type of thing that could make you feel so overwhelmed that you just didn’t know if you were coming or going. It could actually paralyze you so that you couldn’t perform.

  I waited patiently in the doctor’s exam room to find out if his results matched the ones on the home pregnancy test that I had already taken. I was so nervous. I wanted to call Rosie or somebody for some additional support, but I didn’t. I was going to take this alone and I would deal with the news of it alone. I was going to be just fine. We would make it through this. And I was sure that no matter what happened, Chance would have been thrilled with the results.

  At least I hoped that was the way it turned out. I still didn’t know. There was so much inside of me that made me apprehensive when it came to these sorts of big issues and how they would affect my relationship with Chance.

  The doctor came in a few minutes later. “Hey, Jamie. We have the results back of your tests.”

  “Ok, give it to me quick,” I said. I was paralyzed by fear right then. Sweat was practically dripping off my forehead. This was the last thing in the world that I needed to think about, but here it was. And I had to step up to it.

  “You are pregnant,” the doctor said. “Congratulations.”

  This was it. I was with child. I was pregnant. There was no way around it. I was going to have a child.

  “Wow…I…” I stammered in response.

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p; “I take it that this was not a planned pregnancy?” The doctor asked kindly.

  “No, but it will be great. I’m excited.”

  “Well, congratulations. I’m very happy for you. I’m sure that you will be an excellent mother.”

  “Thanks,” I said.

  I barely heard anything else that he said to me as he went over several different things I could expect and when he wanted to see me next to make sure everything was progressing the way it was supposed to with the pregnancy.

  When I got back to Chance’s house I waited there for him to return. I wanted so badly to tell him the news. At first I was nervous about how he could react, but as the new hit me and the happiness set into me over time, I became so excited that I knew he was going to be over the moon with joy about the idea.

  I didn’t want to share this joyous word with him over a text or by a phone call. I decided to just wait until he came home.

  But when he came home, I found that the fear within me had returned and I could not tell him a thing. The game was coming up. This was perhaps the biggest game of his career. He had to do well, and any distraction, especially one this size could have derailed him and cost him the shot at his dream. So, I decided to wait until after the game. That was for the best.

  “No, you have to tell him, now,” Rosie said when I told her on the phone. “This isn’t right to keep him in the dark about it.”

  “I’m not keeping him in the dark. I just think that after the game would be a better time to tell him. You know, after he has all that stuff out of his head. I still don’t know how he will take it.”

  “That’s why you aren’t telling him. You are afraid he will walk?”

  “I… I…yes…I don’t know.”

  “You are acting stupid. You know this man. You love this man. He has said he wants to marry you and make babies with you. Now, why are you suddenly getting scared of telling him some very big news?”