“Thanks,” Mike said to the driver, giving her a hundred dollar tip.
It could had been my imagination but it seemed that Mike was getting really getting more generous and more modest. I hoped I was right and wondered how much his friendship with Reece had to do with it.
We were both pretty horny by the time we got up to his condo. A state expressed by Mike taking a big, hard handful of my ass and me letting him. I honestly loved the feeling, which honestly didn’t hurt as much as it might have looked. I turned towards him, so he could get his hand up my dress and down into my leggings, massaging my pussy in the most delicious way.
He kept going, me pressing my body back against him as he worked my pussy and clit to a huge orgasm, holding onto me as I pressed my head into his chest, trembling with pleasure. Slowly sinking to my knees, I pulled down his fly as I went, pulling out his huge cock. Taking a moment just to look at it and really appreciate that it was all mine, I took his beautiful cock into my mouth and sucked it greedily, slamming it back into my throat, running my soft, wet lips up and down the length of his huge, throbbing shaft, using my tongue when I was able.
I had just bent over the arm of the couch, leggings around my ankles, my pussy spread wide, when my phone pinged.
“Seriously?” Mike asked, his cock just about to slip deep into my tight, wet pussy.
“Apparently,” I said, pulling up my leggings and going to get my phone from my coat.
“Let me guess,” Mike said, “It’s from On the Go,” I said.
“Cynicism?” I asked.
“Futile certainty,” he corrected, “what is Jessa up to now?”
“Dunno, the message is from Ava,” I said.
I tapped the notification opening the page. I actually laughed out loud when I read the banner headline.
“What?” Mike asked, coming over to see, tucking his cock away as he did so.
I showed him the phone his reaction to the headline being about the same as mine.
“That clever little minx!” he said, in the kindest way possible.
The headline read:
Mike and Sally are at Ava’s house for Thanksgiving and thankful to be welcoming a baby
Under the headline was a video of Mike and me hugging in the hallway of Ava’s brownstone. Looking very much in love. Which was good because we totally were. There was also a message from Ava asking if we wanted her to upload it to her On the Go account.
“Has your little sister always been a cunning genius?” I asked.
“Yep,” Mike said, beaming with pride.
“What do you think? Should we have her post it?”
“I think it’s a brilliant idea,” he said.
“Me too,” I said, grinning.
“May I?” Mike asked.
“Sure.”
I handed the phone to Mike and he typed in and sent a message saying ‘go for it’ in roughly the same amount of time it took me to blink.
“Wow,” I said.
“Practice,” he said, handing me back the phone.
“Makes perfect,” I said, putting my phone on the coffee table, leaving it available in case of emergency.
“Speaking of which.”
Mike dipped his hand down the back of my leggings and rubbing my pussy as I bent over putting down the phone.
“Yes,” I whispered, as he gently fingered my tight little pussy.
“Now, where were we?” Mike asked.
“Fuck,” I whimpered, getting close to orgasm.
“Sounds about right to me,” Mike said, actually making me mix in a laugh with my deep, erotic moans. A new experience for me if nothing else.
Bringing me to a screaming, shaking orgasm literally with his bare hands, Mike then stripped me, reliving my trembling young body of every stitch of clothing until I stood before him in my full glory, hands at my sides so he could see everything, feeling no fear at all as to what he might want to do. He had never done anything but make me feel good.
Taking off his own clothes until he was equally naked, I sight I was rarely able to see up until that point, Mike took me by the hand and led me upstairs. I thought about the baby, whether we might have to extra careful but decided we were probably okay.
I was pretty early on in my pregnancy and Mike was usually pretty gentle with me any way on account of me being so sensitive, not to mention tight, particularly my asshole. We didn’t really have much to worry about, including with him coming in me. Which I honestly loved. I loved his cum in general. In my mouth, in my pussy in my ass. It all felt different but wonderful in its own way, to the point that I couldn’t really pick a favorite.
He had yet to cum either on my tits or my face which I had heard was also pretty awesome. I resolved to ask him next time he seemed like he was getting ready. Just to see what it was like.