“I bet I don’t have to remind you, my naughty wife. You’ve never neglected me yet in all our time together.” I nibbled on her neck and she twisted around, groaning from the feel of my lips and teeth on her bare neck.
“One way to make sure” Dar grunted as she pushed me on my back and tugged down my shorts. “Don’t you dare cum, Mickey! Not yet, anyways!” She then attacked my dick, licking all over as her eyes met mine. Her tongue was wet and her breath hot and it was my turn to moan as my hips kept lifting off the bed.
“Don’t cum. When you do that to me, it’s an almost impossible request” I said while my legs shook.
“Don’t you dare complain when your wife is giving you such tender loving care” Dar said with a smirk, before returning her attentions to my intensely arroused member. I was under ‘orders’ not to cum and so I did everything I could to delay my climax. But I had to either change things up or let myself go, all over her tongue and face. So I pushed her onto her back and moved quickly between her legs.
“Now it’s MY turn! You can’t cum either, not until I say so!” I gave her a dirty smile and Dar giggled in that way she has that I love so much. I nibbled on her inner thighs, tasting her juices that were flowing freely from her fragrant pussy. She had a slightly different flavor since she became pregnant, not better, not worse, just different, still very pleasant. I licked my way to her pussy, teasing her swollen lips and lightly flicking her hard clit, peeking out from behind its hood. Now it was Dar’s turn to moan and squirm around. Her nylon-clad legs were rubbing my face and my back and her ass kept rising from the mattress.
“Mickey, you’re making me crazy! Please let me cum. You know I won’t be done with you.”
“Beg a little more” I challenged from between her bronze thighs, just above where her pink stockings began. “I love it when you beg.”
“You’re a very bad man, Mickey Gold! Pleaseeee…”
I just went at her, licking faster, with special attention to her pulsing clit, and soon I was rewarded with a small puddle of her essence, coating my tongue with tasty honey. I kept licking and kissing her most sensitive places through her orgasm until I sensed she’d had enough…for a little while. I moved up her body while she caught her breath, the head of my cock leaving a trail of my pre-cum along her bush and her tummy. Dar’s arms were around my neck as soon as our lips met. I love her kisses, every single one.
“You’re always such a wonderful lover, Bunny. You do the most amazing things to my little body. Well, not so little any more.” She patted her tummy, now pronounced at five months pregnant. “I’m getting fat now.” Her face was a mix of love and a sad pout.
“Dar, you’re not ‘fat’; you’re showing our baby. It’s beautiful. YOU’RE beautiful, in every way. And if you get to be heavier after she’s born, so what? I’ll love and desire you whatever you look like. Because what I love and desire is what’s inside you. That’s what makes you beautiful, my Darling Dar.” I kissed her nose and then her soft lips.
“Bunny…make love to me now. You could fuck me if you want. But make love to me first. My beautiful man.” She rolled onto her back and pulled me on top of her.
“I just want to love you now, honey. Slow and loving.” That’s what we did, together: I eased into her, and Dar wrapped her legs around mine so they were entwined together. Our movements were slow to start, gradually picking up speed, as we kissed and moaned and touched, the way two people who know each other’s erogenous zones and rhythms do so well. I did have to be careful being on top now, but it was no problem. Nothing was more precious to me than our baby girl, except Dar herself. They both were/are everything to me.
We kept grinding together, moving in sync with each other, and after a while of building our lust, I came, shooting my warm semen as deep as I could. That extra grinding motion brought Dar to her own orgasm, and her legs tightened around my thighs as she let out a long, deep moan of pleasure. I saw a tear roll down her right cheek and I kissed it away before kissing her delicious lips.
We laid in bed, keeping each other warm in the very cool bedroom (the central air was blasting away). We took turns in the bathroom, Dar got into something more comfortable for sleeping and I pulled on a pair of briefs (more comfortable for sleeping than boxers) and we proceeded to cuddle, under a medium weight blanket. Her belly bulge was rubbing my tummy and I kept falling deeper in love with both my ladies. I was crying a little and Dar just smiled at me, understanding how happy I was. She kissed me sweetly and softly said “I can feel your love, Bunny. Some of it is inside me, warming my soul. But mostly, it’s coming from your heart in waves. I can feel it washing over me, protecting both me and our daughter. Our daughter, Mickey. We’re going to have to think of names. But I want one of the names to be Lisa. For your sister.”