I started to pull in and out of her slowly. She groaned and I could see a look of surprised pleasure overtaking her. She had not expected it to feel this good. If it was done right, anal could be a miraculous way to get off. I was so happy that she had trusted me enough to do this.
I was inside of her asshole deeply, moving in and out as far as I could go, right to the base of my cock. I loved being so far inside of her. The tight asshole wrapped around my dick was massaging me in all the right ways, pulsating against me.
“Oh, shit… that feels so good...” Shelly said.
“I want you to finger your pussy while I fuck your ass,” I said. “This will be amazing for you.”
Shelly began to finger herself then as I instructed. “Shit…” she uttered as she did so. I could see that the pleasure was already coursing through her as I fucked her hard in her tight, little asshole. I was going to come soon. I could feel it. I wanted to fill her with my seed, let her have every single drop of me that I could.
“I’m going to come!” Shelly yelled. Her hand was beating furiously as she bucked her hips back against me, pushing my cock faster into her tight back end. Every time I entered her, I slipped through that sweetness and she squeezed the base of my cock with her body. It sent shivers of delight all over me and I could feel the come about to explode from my hard dick. I was ready.
Shelly writhed around me, shaking almost uncontrollably as the orgasm tore through her. I held tightly to her hair to both steady myself and her as I placed my other hand on her hips to control her flailing about. She was gushing now. I could see the wetness pouring through her fingertips as I looked between her legs beneath me while I continued to fuck her tight ass.
“That’s it! Come for me, baby!” I yelled. “That’s it!”
“Fuck! Shit…oh… ahh…” Shelly squealed. I loved every second of it. She felt amazingly tight as she came. I could feel it reverberating through the thin wall that separated her ass from her pussy. Her muscles were contracting against my cock as I continued to enter, adding an extra layer of stroking to me. I was so ready for her… I was going to let it go any second.
“Are you ready…?” I asked, grunting as Shelly finished the last aftershocks of her own orgasm. Her knees were buckling and I was not sure what exactly was holding her up at the moment besides me. I was almost there… oh… shit!
“Yes!” Shelly yelled. “Let me have it!”
I groaned loudly as my come belted from my hard cock, quickly filling up Shelly’s tight ass. Her ass responded by quivering and groping me, sucking me tighter into her. It was feeling good for her. I could tell by the moans that she was eliciting.
I felt my body shaking, my heart racing, and the thudding of my pulse in my temples. My eyesight went slightly blind at that moment and I had to close my eyes to regain the sight. Now everything was coming back to me.
As I finished and we slumped down together, I felt totally spent. Holding Shelly, I dropped to the bottom of the shower and I held her gently as the water spilled down over us. It was so warm and inviting, nurturing almost. Shelly kissed me hard on the mouth, her tongue entering and finding its playmate. Out tongues wiggled together, wrestling back and forth. Wow, this was spectacular. I wasn’t sure how I ever could have gotten along without this angel by my side before. I was the luckiest man alive. It was a cliché thing to say, and a cliché thing to think, but it was absolutely true. I was the happiest I’d ever been in my life. I had a woman who loved me to the point that I felt like it was almost unconditional, as much as any two lonely souls who found each other in this world could love each other.
I was finally at peace in my life.
Chapter Sixteen
Shelly
One Month Later…
“Are you sure?” I asked again for what had to be the fourth or fifth time. I couldn’t believe this. No way was this really happening. This was the worst timing in the world for this to happen. So many emotions were swirling through my head at the moment. I was going from happy to sad to angry to depressed and back around again to start the cycle all over. What was I going to do?
The doctor nodded and sighed. He could see how painful this was for me, and he was doing his best to deliver the blow gently. “Yes, you are pregnant. We ran the test a few times to make sure. Your own diagnosis was right on the money.”
The past several weeks I had not been feeling that well. I was waking up nauseas in the mornings, and hormonally I just felt a bit off. I thought it was caused by the stress of juggling two lives. Things had continued to heat up between Gary and me, and we were still doing our best to keep our relationship top secret from everyone at work, and so far we’d been doing a bang up job with it. Ever since that morning in the shower, we’d been making love almost every single evening. We’d even done the new thing a few more times… wow… I never thought that would be so amazing, but it was.
But this… there was no way to hide this. It was going to ruin all we’d worked for. But at the same time it was such a blessing that I couldn’t feel bad about it. A baby… I was going to have a baby. I was actually going to be a mother. Gary and I had never used protection. I guess we both felt that if something like this happened, then it would only solidify our love. It would elevate us to new heights and force us to move forward in another direction.
But those were thoughts. Just thoughts and plans for something that might happen, but was very low risk. That’s all it was. But now here we were. This was something we were actually facing.
Or at least I was. Gary knew nothing about this. I hadn’t told him about how bad I’d been feeling. I didn’t tell him about the positive reading on the home pregnancy test I took. And I didn’t tell him anything about this doctor’s appointment. No way. There was no need to. Nothing was set in stone until now. It all might have been a mistake, something to not even worry about. I wasn’t going to distract him with things like that. He had a dangerous enough job as it was.
But now… everyone would know I was pregnant. I would start to show in a few months. I would have to take a leave of absence at the very least. I didn’t have enough time with the company to really do that, so I would have to quit. I would have to find another job. And of course everyone would eventually find out that I was carrying Gary’s baby, even if I didn’t work there any longer. Unless, he hid me away in some kind of closet whenever other people were around. It was ridiculous. This was going to come out. The gig was up. We were done for.
“Wow,” I said. “I can’t believe this.”
“So, this was an unplanned pregnancy?” The doctor asked. He was concerned with the way I was handling things. I could see he knew I was very emotionally distraught. I was. I knew that I had a huge mountain in front of me to climb and I was going to have a hard time trying to get my way out of this. That was actually the point. There was no way out of this. I was sunk. I would be lucky if I could somehow make myself tell Gary the truth.
“It is, but I’ll be ok,” I said.
When I left the doctor’s office, I felt broken. I had the rest of the day off and I went home to my apartment. It was quiet and relaxing. I had originally only took the time off to see the doctor, but I thought that might be suspicious, so I decided to take the whole day off as a sick day, instead of scheduling it ahead of time. When Gary texted me earlier to see if I was alright, I told him that I thought I had some food poisoning. I would be fine.
I loved the way he looked after me. I never wanted to give that up. But this was going to get Gary fired. It would ruin his career. He would end up like me. I was only working because I falsified my resume. I had no idea how long it might be before someone discovered this. When it happened, I would be moving again. I had played with delusions of grandeur that I might be able to keep this ruse going for years to come, or if someone did find out down the road it would seem almost inconsequential. I’d be in their good graces and they would want me to stay on anyway. That was the dream.
But as of right now, I was brok
en. I felt ashamed, and I felt that I was about to lose everything again. I couldn’t do this to Gary. I couldn’t ask him to give up his whole life for me. It was a fun, even romantic, idea to think about before when there were no real consequences happening, but now that it was about to get real, this was no laughing matter. He would lose his job and I would lose mine. We’d both be miserable doing something else to get by, something we hated. I doubted that Gary would be so inclined to falsify his resume to get hired on somewhere else. What kind of security was that for a couple with a baby? We needed stability for our child.
Did Gary even want kids right now? We’d never really spoken much about it. I wasn’t sure that it was even in the cards for him at this point in his life. He was probably just happy doing what he wanted to do with his time, not being tied down to a baby.
Would he marry me? If I told him about the baby, would he marry me? I would love to marry him. That was the most beautiful idea… it would work, right? Somehow, this would all come out alright with us. It would work itself out.
Who was I kidding? No, it wouldn’t.
The idea of what I had to do began to creep into my head. I hated the idea. I hated it. And most of all, I hated myself for wanting to give into it. I think I knew I was going to do this before the thought even came into my head. But there it was, fully formed and everything. I was going to leave.
I was going to leave and just disappear. I would not tell anyone where I was going or why. Gary would be devastated, I knew. That thought broke me into a million pieces. As I sat there on my couch knowing the pain I was about to cause the man I loved, I sobbed uncontrollably. Why was this happening now? There had to be another way.
Of course there was. But that way would involve destroying Gary and everything he wanted in his life. Firefighting was everything to him. It was the reason he woke up in the morning. I saw the flames of desire in his eyes. He was a fireman through and through. I would hate myself forever if I caused that to be taken from him.
And Gary would resent me for it. He would never say anything. No, he would never say a word and he’d be just as wonderful as could be, but I knew that he would resent me. And years might go by with this resentment building up inside of him. I couldn’t let that happen. I wouldn’t let that happen to him. I wouldn’t let that happen to us.
Later that night, when Gary came over to my place after his shift ended, I had put the tears behind me and I was doing my best to act like I was feeling much better.
“I tell you, it was a rough morning, but by noon I was feeling much better,” I said.
“Glad to hear it,” Gary replied. “I wonder what you ate that made you sick?”
“I don’t know. It might have been one of those short lived stomach bugs or something. How was your day?”
“Oh, it was great,” Gary said. “Guess who got offered a promotion to Lieutenant?”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “You? They offered you that job? That’s amazing!” I yelled. I was so thrilled to hear that. He deserved it more than anyone else, that was for sure.
“Thanks,” Gary said. “It will be a bump in pay and prestige. I guess someone values what I do around that place.”
“Everyone does,” I said. I kissed him and snuggled up against his broad chest. I was going to miss this so much. But knowing that Gary was getting this great opportunity, this promotion, I was sure that I was making the right decision. If I told him about the baby, he would be thrilled and so excited, but he would lose the promotion. He would be fired from the company. Being Lieutenant was great, but it would not put him above company policy. There was only one man who could make exceptions, and Chief Walker was not about to do this. He was a stern man and very hard to please. If he found out about this he would feel lied and betrayed. There would be no second chances. Then he would owe everyone a second chance, at least that was how it would look.
I’d thought long and hard the whole day about the decision I was making, and while I was not sure it was the right one, it was the one that I felt in the long run would cause the least amount of pain for Gary. But looking back, I could see it was the path that would cause the least amount of pain in me. I couldn’t have stood living with myself knowing the great opportunity for happiness that I had cost Gary. I had to get away from him. He would be devastated. He would hurt, he would mourn, but he’d throw himself into his work, he would dust himself off, and he would move on. That was the type of strength that he possessed. He was not the kind of man to lay down under adversity.
I respected that so much.
As he held me in his arms, I felt the love and support emanating from him in waves onto me. I never wanted to leave this place. But I knew I had to go. And just one last time, I wanted the man I loved to make love to me.
“I’d say this calls for a celebration,” I said. I walked towards the bedroom stripping my clothes off. By the time I was mid hallway, I was totally nude. Gary’s eyes widened with lust and then he started taking his own clothes off.
I walked into the bedroom and then I waited for him. When Gary arrived, he was now nude as well. His hard cock was standing up in the air, protruding from his hard, muscular body. I was so ready for him.
“Sit on the edge of the bed,” I said.
“Yes, ma’am,” Gary said with a smile. He sauntered over and sat down there in front of me.
I crouched to my knees and grabbed his cock in my hand. I held his huge dick, massaging it, grasping at his large sack below with my other hand, and watching his overall package grow with excitement. I licked my lips in anticipation and then slowly slid my tongue up the underside of his prick, taking a long, steady lick of him. He quivered and smiled as I proceeded to lick him.
“Shit, that’s good,” Gary moaned.
“You like that, do you?” I asked. “Good. That’s sweet.”
Gary smiled as I held his hard prick in my hand. I was squeezing it now, stroking it up and down. He was growing towards maximum girth in my grip. It was a beautiful thing to watch and experience.
“Do you want me to suck it?” I asked.
“Oh, yes… please…” Gary begged.
I took the head of his dick between my lips, sucking it slowly into my mouth, really drawing it into me. It tasted so damn delicious. It was a head rush like no other to have his sweet, dick in my hot, wet mouth. I sucked it hard, pulling him into me as far as I could manage, letting the tip of his prick move slowly down towards the back of my throat. I loved to deep throat his cock. It was the most amazing feeling to me. I knew he loved it and that gave me this intense rush of power that made me so wet I could hardly stand it. I smiled as I slid my tongue around his epic prick and licked up the delicious flavor.
He was bucking his hips now, feeding his dick to me a little bit more at a time, as if he was trying to be careful not to go too far, too fast. I was going to take control of him. He didn’t have to worry about a thing.
I pulled his cock out of my mouth, and then went right back down on it pushing my mouth to the base of his erection. His stiff cock was probing the back of my throat now sliding down into my trachea. I was almost to the point of gagging, but I was able to hold on and keep that reflex from happening. I loved this far too much to ever gag or choke on it.
My head was bobbing up and down on it faster and faster now, really working up that sweet rhythm. I could feel his body growing warmer, his balls starting to vibrate slowly under my grip, and his cock trembling under my touch as I draped my tongue over the top of him and then licked up the bottom. All the while, my teeth were gliding right over his head just to give him that sweet, sharp sensation he liked. The air of danger had to be real. That was important for him.
I pulled him from my mouth and watched his sweet dick dancing around in the air. It wanted something else from me. And I was more than happy to give him what he needed.
I climbed onto the bed, straddling Gary and slid his cock into my tight pussy as I came down slowly, impaling myself on his stiffnes
s. I gasped at the feeling of such a huge cock being inserted into me. It was always so tight at first that I thought I wouldn’t be able to take it, but after a few minutes, I warmed up nicely. And it was perfect.
I rode up and down on his cock, bouncing with a swinging, but gentle effort. He loved every single second of it. His eyes were rolling back up inside his head. He was all smiles, his body rocking with me as he bounced with me. He thrusted his cock into me as fast as he could from the bottom, pushing into me with the greatest of ease thanks to the gushing juices that dripped from my now elated pussy.
I placed my hands on his shoulders and steadied myself as I rode him hard. I bucked my hips up and down on him as fast as I could now, grinding on him, making him work for it, watching him sweat with lust and effort.
I leaned forward and kissed him hard on the mouth, finishing the kiss with a strong lick across his lips. His hands found my breasts and began to rub them in small, but firm circles. I loved it when he pushed into the smooth flesh of my chest and began to increase this pressure. It always turned me on so much.
I held my pussy on his cock, letting him dwell completely inside of me and I concentrated all of my efforts on his prick and I bucked my hips wildly up and down like a rabbit in short, fast movements. I was almost there. I was going to come so hard. It would be something that I would never forget.
I would never forget this man that I loved so much. Was I being crazy? Was I really doing this? I had been given a second chance at love and now I was about to walk away from it. But I was sure it was the right thing. I was doing it for Gary. He deserved so much better than this. I had come into his world and now I was going to mess things up for him. This was now the world I was going to be leaving.
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