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Every Summer

Copyright© 2007 by Dual Writer

Chapter 4

Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 4 - While on a summer vacation to the Pacific Northwest, Chuck meets someone who could change his life.

Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Romantic   Lactation   Pregnancy  

"Chuck," she began. "You have become special to me very quickly. I hope you will not be unhappy with me but I have a special request of you. This is something that is very important to me. Please, listen to me completely before you answer."

This sounded ominous. What could be so serious?

"Chuck, my special man, it is my time. It is the time for me. I need you. I need you to be with me this night. I need you to give me a baby, a child from you. A child I can love for the rest of my life. It is my time. You won't have to worry, it will be my baby, and you won't have to do anything for it. It will be my baby. I need this baby. I need you to give me this baby. Please consider this Chuck, it is my time."

With that, Michelle stood and said, "I'll be back in a few minutes. I need to take care of my babies before bedtime." She left.

Michelle left, leaving me with her two oldest girls. I was stunned. The two sat on the couch watching me. Their expressions were not displaying any emotion.

Oops! What the fuck! Oh shit! Now what! Oh my! Oops!

"Is there something I've missed here?" I said, looking at the two girls. "Why would she ask me to do something like this? She doesn't know me. Why would she think I would be a good Dad?"

One of the girls smiled at me. "You don't have to be a good Dad. She doesn't want anything from you but your sperm. She wants more children, more babies. She feels she should be a Mom. And, her last baby is now three months old so she thinks it is time. She is at her peak to conceive right now so it is her time. Do not take this lightly. She is not attracted to many men. You have attracted her so please; she asks only that you plant your seed."

"This has to be hard on her body having all these babies. Shouldn't she take a break? I asked.

"Chuck, if I may call you by your first name. Chuck you've seen her upper body. You see how good she looks. She walks every day and exercises daily as well. She wants more children. We love our Mom and all our brothers and sisters. Please do this for her. It shouldn't bother you. You get to make love to our beautiful Mother. That's all you have to do. Come on Chuck, say you'll do it."

Michelle walked into the room wearing a flowing robe. Her hair was all down and brushed out, giving her an angelic aura.

Michelle told her two oldest daughters, "Time for bed girls. Thank you for sitting with Chuck for me. See you in the morning."

The girls each received a hug and a kiss from Michelle before leaving the room, looking back at me with concerned, anxious expressions.

Michelle came up to me, put her arms around me and hugged. She separated from me then took my hand and led me out of the suite. She closed my door, turned, and opened the door on the other side of the hallway. Still holding my hand, she pulled me into a sitting room even larger than the one I was given. She continued pulling me through to the doors to the bedroom. She switched off the lights in the sitting room and didn't have to turn on any additional lights in the softly lit bedroom.

What the hey, huh? What is going on? This has to be some sort of twilight zone. I was all nerves but wanted to see what was going to happen.

Michelle stood me in front of the bed and immediately began unbuttoning my shirt. When it was gone and my undershirt was gone, she started on my pants. I was unbelted, unbuttoned, and de-panted so fast I'm sure she broke a record. She had me sit on the bed to remove my shoes and socks. She then placed her hands on my legs and pushed herself up to stand in front of naked me. She stepped back from me and looked at me from toes to nose. Her gaze went up and down then centered on my very firm drooling ego.

She slowly removed the robe from her shoulders letting it drop at her feet baring her beauty to me. She was built nice, very, very nice. Oh my, breasts from heaven. Huge, pendulous orbs, full, full of milk with very large, long nipples on not overly large aureole. Looking at the skin over her chest and stomach you could hardly see any stretch marks. Her stomach was only slightly rounded. She had the rounded hips and narrow waist that most women would wish for. Michelle began turning, giving me an exciting view of her gorgeous rounded butt cheeks. She was special. She was probably about 5'5" maybe 125 to 130 pounds, remarkably slender for a mother of so many. She turned back around and stood with her arms at her sides with her palms toward me. She just stood there with an expectant smile and questioning look in her eyes.

Without another thought, I stepped to her and took her in my arms. She looked up at me and we kissed. Soft luxurious kisses that lasted and lasted. The kisses ignited flames in me. My brain was in meltdown.

I gently picked her up to lay her on the bed. She stretched her arms out to her side and spread her legs while looking up at me in anticipation. When it seemed as if I was hesitating Michelle raised her arms to me, beckoning me to come to her. How could I resist. When I tried to get on the bed to her side, she moved her leg so my knee was between her legs. She reached for my upper arms and pulled me on top of her. As my weight settled on her she let out a soft moan of satisfaction while spreading her thighs and moving her legs on to mine, holding me close. I began kissing her. Soft kisses on the lips. She began undulating her hips, moving up and down. Without any assistance I found myself, my dick, caught by her lower lips seemingly being caressed by her. Just as this registered in my mind, her undulating hips slid me more than halfway into her. It felt exquisite, awesome. With just a couple of more hip undulations I was totally buried in her. I wasn't moving yet we were, and there is no other cool word for it, fucking. I was going in and out of her at a slow, gentle pace and not even moving yet. My body began responding and started matching her movements with strokes of my own. As I started moving, her upward hip movements became harder and faster making me gasp with pleasure.

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