“Be right back, Darling!” I ran upstairs to the linen closet while Dar watched incredulously.
“Where are you going, Bunny? Get back here!”
“One moment!” I hurried back with a thick, plush towel, which I put under her ass. “There, now the furniture is protected!”
“The couch is Scotch-guarded! You know that!” she protested.
“Yes, but I have a feeling this is going to get VERY wet!” I grinned as I sunk to my knees on the thick Persian rug in front of the couch. A REAL Persian rug. I pushed
her thighs wider and licked and gently bit her inner thighs, watching her expression the entire time.
“Well, if you think it’s best” Dar sighed as she leaned back to let me have my fun with her. I licked her oozing pussy through the thin, almost see-through material, and she started moving her hips all around as she plucked at her elongated nipples, rich brown in color, and she let out little moans and other delightful sounds. Her body was very responsive to my oral attack, and she rubbed her sensitive inner thighs along my cheeks. “Like that, Bunny. So nice!”
I let my tongue do its thing, lapping away at the inside and the bottom of her thighs. I couldn’t hear her clearly, but I could hear her sexy sounds as she gasped from arousal. “I’m going to pull your panties aside and dig in on your pussy, baby!”
“Go for it, Bunny! Eat me to your hearts content!” I tugged the yellow crotch aside, now darker from her juices, and my tongue and lips went after her like I was a starving man. I started sucking and licking. nibbling her lips and nudging her clit with my nose. Dar came quickly; she was even more aroused than I had been just a few minutes earlier. “Oh God, Mickey! I’m fucking cumming! Don’t stop!”
I didn’t stop; I kept going as she burst through another orgasm before she tugged my hair in a signal to move up to her face. Dar licked and kissed me, holding my cheeks in her palms as our bodies shifted around so the head of my cock was tickling her pussy. “I’m going to fuck you now. We’ve been making love for weeks. Now I want to take you hard!”
Her legs wrapped around my hips and she grabbed my shoulders. “Then take me already! Be my naughty man! You won’t hurt me, so just do it!” I entered her in one long stroke until my hips were on the bottom of her thighs and my balls were on her ass. We both cried out softly, we both were leaking tears, and our bodies were grinding into each other as we fucked on the couch. It was lusty, hot and a little dirty and we were kissing hard with our tongues dancing together, in my mouth and then hers, back and forth.
“My naughty wife! So hot and wickedly sexy!” I grunted as I started moving my cock in and out of her steaming hot pussy.
“My nasty Bunny! You’ve made me feel incredible since our very first time together! Keep doing it! Keep fucking me!” I thrust hard and deep, and Dar clamped down on my cock as her thighs squeezed me tighter.
“So fucking hot…So damn naughty!” I moaned as I felt my own climax rising up in my loins. I ground hard into her clit, moving my hips in a circular motion, pushing the pressure on her pleasure center.
“Oh, Bunny, I’m cumming! Cum with me! Cum on my body!” I barely was able to pull out in time to jerk my cock all over her brown tummy and chest, covering her with a pattern of white streaks of my semen. Her fingers lazily traced through my cum before she sampled a little from her fingertips. She then offered me a few drops and I hungrily sucked her fingers while she beamed at me adoringly. “My sexy, sexy Bunny. You’re so wicked and so sweet all at the same time.”
“You inspire me. You bring out the animal in me, Darling Dar.”
“I bring out the Bunny in you? Not exactly the fiercest animal in the forest” she giggled, tracing her nails down my chest, toying with the sticky hairs there.
“I was thinking more like a Lion or Tiger. Bunnies aren’t very intimidating.”
“But they’re cute and wonderful. Come here and let me show you how wonderful I think you are.” Our bodies pressed together, and we kissed over and over, loving and warm. “I love you my Tiger-Bunny” she giggled.
“I don’t think Tigers and Bunnies can mate” I said with my own chuckle. We cuddled on the couch, a little close for comfort, but very contented. We were quiet, touching lightly and affectionately, her fingers in the hair on my scalp and my fingers tickling her buttocks and thighs. “I love you, Darling Dar. With every bit of my heart. Mommy to be.”
“Daddy Bunny. I like that. Our child will love calling you that.” We kissed a little more before we got up. It was a good thing I brought that towel down; we were sticky, and it was damp with our fluids and perspiration. We wiped our bodies from the worst of the sweaty coating before we gathered our clothing and went upstairs to clean up properly and throw on some very comfortable clothes.
A little later, as we kept sharing a lot of kisses (we couldn’t seem to stop), Dar turned to me. “I think we should tell our parents today. I don’t think I can keep this inside, Bunny. And I’m craving chicken from that place by your parents!” There was a great fried chicken joint by my parents’ apartment. I was going to have to get used to Dar’s cravings.
I called my parents, telling them we had to discuss something with them, using a very serious tone of voice. They said of course, come over with the chicken, then we called Yasmin and again, told her we needed to talk about something serious, and could she meet us at my parents with Jack? She said of course, with a little touch of worry in her voice. I didn’t exactly like tricking them and worrying them like that, but we wanted to give them a big surprise. We were sure they’d all forgive us our deception.
An hour later, two fried chickens and sides in hand, we sat our parents down (Jack was about to be Dar’s stepfather the next month). I let Dar give them the news, deadpan serious. “Mother, Jack, Frank, Martha… how would you feel if, this coming October…another person named Gold joined our family?” It dawned on all of them pretty quickly and there were cries of pure happiness from Yasmin and my mom, and my dad and Jack were pretty vocal as well between hugs, kisses and handshakes. I could hardly blame them from being so excited; Dar and I were pretty giddy ourselves. After all the congratulations, we sat down to a celebratory dinner of fried chicken and iced tea. We Gold’s really know how to party.
After dinner, I sat for a while with my father and Jack while Dar and our mothers all started planning everything we’d need to do and buy, especially once we knew the gender of our baby. It was pretty much decided we’d find out as soon as possible. When I grumbled good naturedly how I wasn’t getting asked for my opinions, Jack said “Get used to it, Mick. The last decision you made was when you asked Darejani to marry you. Just practice saying ‘Yes Dear’ from now on.” He smiled, as did my dad, and I chuckled with them. It was all friendly and loving, and I really did want to know jf we were having a boy or a girl. I just would like to be asked.