Bundle of Joy

“Where are we going?” she asks, a coy smile on her face.

“Right here,” I say, holding her up against the wall as I push myself into her.

She wraps her legs around me and holds my cock tight with the walls of her pussy. I thrust in and out of her while she kisses my neck. In this position, it’s easy to hold her ass and squeeze it and slap it some.

“This is so hot,” she says, panting slightly. I try not to ram her too hard against the wall so we don’t wake up Charlie. “This is the hottest thing ever.”

“Everything about you is the hottest thing ever,” I say, as I continue pounding her little pussy up against the wall. “I just bring out the best in both of us.”

“You sure do,” she says, as she starts cumming.

As she does, she slips and slides all over my cock, her juices pouring out onto it as well. This only makes everything even slipperier and I squeeze her ass to hold her against me as I hold onto the wall with my other hand, grunting as I myself am getting very close to cumming.

I try to wait until she’s totally done before letting myself go, but I’m afraid I might not make it. Finally, I hear her sigh contently in that way I’ve already learned she does once she’s done with an orgasm, and I hurry up to take my cock out of her.

My cum shoots up onto her stomach and breasts as I hold her against the wall.

“There,” I tell her, as I finish releasing what feels like a ton of backed up cum, even though I just fucked her earlier today – my cock has been wanting her again ever since. “Take my cum all over your naked body.”

I set her down once I’m done and say, “I know you have to get going, soon, but how about that shower I mentioned earlier?”

“Okay,” she says, and follows me into my master bathroom.

“Wow, this is like four times as big as the other one downstairs!” she exclaims.

I’m glad she’s impressed by big things. I think about putting her in the jacuzzi and having some fun with the bubbles. But I know we have to start winding things down now.

“I’d love for you to stay the night,” I tell her, as I soap up her back and shoulders in the tub. I love looking at her curvy body as I do so. “But I think that would be a bit soon for Charlie and a bit confusing.”

“I completely understand,” she says, returning the favor and washing my back next.

I wash her hair, thinking about the intimacy of the act, and how close we’ve gotten so very soon.

I am never like this, and part of me says I’m taking things too fast and that I don’t want them to overheat and erupt.

But part of me can’t help but get overheated around Catharine. And another part of me loves erupting all over her back, ass, legs, and hips and wherever else I manage to blow my load on her after she makes me cum.

Let’s just hope it avoids the important areas, I think.

I start to think about everything that could happen if I were to accidentally knock her up. I’m quite smitten with her, but having a baby with someone is a huge deal. I know, since it already happened to me.

I start to feel really, really stupid for not taking proper precautions earlier. Especially since I should already know the drill, since I’ve been down a road like this before that didn’t end up leading anywhere rosy.

I know that Catharine isn’t my ex, and that just because that whole experience turned out awfully doesn’t mean this one would, too. But that doesn’t mean a baby would be ideal right now. The timing for this would not be ideal at all – not that the riming of these things always is, but still.

I should at least know it could happen and how to prevent it, by now. I’m not some clueless teenager.

I was just way too caught up in my emotions to think straight. But it’s time I change that so that neither of us has to worry going forward – and we can continue having lots of fun.

“I should probably invest in some condoms,” I remark out loud. “It seems we have a lot of sex. And I know Charlie would not be ready for a little sibling!”

“It does seem that way, indeed,” she says. “And I can’t say I’m ready for motherhood, either.”

“Okay, then I’ll pick some up before you’re here again, so I can keep fucking your brains out,” I tell her.

“I like the sound of that,” she says, as we hug underneath the water, neither of us wanting to step out of the shower or have her go into the cold night.