“Sure.”
After positioning me on the bed, my head down and my ass up, Stig got me ready. He started by fingering me, using some of the lube we’d brought for the occasion.
Once I was a bit more warmed up, he buried his face in my pussy and licked me until I came, wriggling around and wailing like I usually did, or at least after he’d helped me get past some of my inhibitions, not least some body issues.
Since I’d always been on the curvy side, I wasn’t sure if guys really saw me as attractive. But Stig had helped me see that it turned out Spinal Tap was right, and some guys really did like some cushion for the pushin’.
Stig lubed us both up, and slipped inside me— my pussy first. He fucked me long and hard, until I couldn’t help but to cum. Something about the pregnancy hormones made me both really sensitive, and even more horny.
Poor Stig had to fuck me four or five times a day to keep me satisfied. He never complained though, and I always made sure to suck him off if I came before he did, really developing my deep-throating skills.
When I was ready, he moved on to my butt, getting me as relaxed as possible with the lube. Applying generous amounts of it first to my asshole and then to his cock, he pressed its head against me.
Then he reached down under and stroked my pussy as he worked his way in, exploring my last bit of virgin territory. I was happy to give it to him. I’d been curious about anal sex for a while but too scared to ask. I felt like our wedding night was the perfect time.
“Fuck,” I squeaked, as Stig got the head in.
“You okay?”
“Yes, it just surprised me a bit. You really are big, holy shit. I’m okay, just take it really, really slow.”
“No problem.”
Moving slower than I thought possible, Stig entered me, pushing his magnificent cock into my ass, inch by inch, stopping when he was about a third of the way in. I loved how he was stretching out my tiny hole and filling me with his cock.
After fingering my pussy to another orgasm, he then started to move his cock inside my ass hole, tenderly claiming my anal virginity in our honeymoon bed and opening the last major avenue of sexual exploration.
I loved it, the pleasure building until my legs were literally shaking from the intense pleasure. An orgasm hit with the force of a freight train, nearly lifting me off the bed.
“Fuck yeah,” Stig said, blowing his load inside my ass hole. “This feels so good.”
“It sure does,” I told him. “We’ll have to do it all the time now. Just like how we have so much sex the regular way.”
“We sure do.”
I turned my head so he would kiss my lips, and it was a kiss that soon gained in passion.
“I love you so much,” he said. “And I’m so glad you’re having my baby.
“I love you, too,” I told him. “And I feel like the luckiest woman alive, to be married to you.”
“Love you, too,” he said, kissing my pregnant belly.
For the first time ever, the baby started to move. I couldn’t believe how great my life was. I had married Stig and was about to become a mother, and even had the styling opportunities I’d wanted waiting for me when I returned.
Keith had been locked up and was finally out of my life forever, never to be able to hurt me again, all thanks to Stig and the other members of Loki’s Laugh, and Seth, too, of course.
My tears started falling as naturally as rain. They were happy tears, and I felt that I would never have to have any sad tears ever again.
THE END