Carol's fingers worked my shirt buttons open as she leaned over me, kissing me tenderly. Then she helped me remove my shirt completely. She trailed little kisses and bites down over my chest, nibbling on my nipples. The pleasure she created traveled straight to my penis. I never knew how sensitive my own nipples were to such stimulation. I felt them stiffen and harden under her tongue. She giggled delightedly, and kissed lower, her lips leaving a damp trail down my abdomen.
She got to my waist and struggled for a second with my belt. She got it released, and lowered my zipper, then released the button at the waistband. She grasped the waistband and started tugging my pants down. I lifted my hips, easing her struggle. She tugged and pulled as I raised my legs and she removed my pants completely. As she sat up to fling my pants to one side, she slipped her dress completely off her shoulders. Now we were both completely nude.
As she sat back on her haunches for a few seconds, eyes riveted to my penis, I took in the full beauty of her body. Her breasts were firm and ripe, about the size of grapefruit, topped with pink aureola, her nipples hard, slightly darker pink nubbins in the centre. Her tummy was firm and flat, with a lovely patch of brown curls at the base, softly furring her prominent mons. In her pose, her thighs were open, and I could once again see her vulva, the outer lips open and pouting, the inner lips resembling the petals of a rose. I gasped at the sight, waking her from her reverential stare at my penis. She looked at me and smiled.
"Like what you see?"
"Are you kidding? Words alone cannot describe the beauty of your body. You are simply one of the most gorgeous creatures ever to grace this earth. Poets would struggle to describe what I see."
"Hmmm! You look pretty good yourself! I really like the beard now! But what I really like is right here!"
She giggled and grasped my penis in her small hand and bent to kiss it.
"He really does seem bigger than I remember, and you're bigger too. I think you're a little taller, and I don't remember this waistline at all! <giggle>. Did you grow some?"
"Yeah, I grew a half inch my last year of high school. I don't know about that, though. After My Girls left me, I never gave it much thought. It was just there. It got hard now and then, and I jerked off to relieve the pressure, but it might have grown a little too when I grew that last half inch in height. As for that 'waistline' I guess it's partly age and partly too much good food. After this weekend, I think it's going to be somewhat reduced, and I think I'll work on it when I get home. Diane Marie's been teasing me a little about it too."
"I kinda like it, but I like the way you were more. You have really broad shoulders, especially now, and I think a flat belly with your beard would be awesome. I'd probably be horny ALL the time then."
"You mean you're not now? You and Riekie were always horny! I think you're just looking for another excuse."
She stuck her tongue out in that way that always melted me and squeezed my penis, and moved to my side to work on it, hiding her charms from me.
"Well, excu-u-use me! I think I'll talk to someone who has more respect!"
She bent to my penis kissed the tip, sending shivers of delight through my body.
"Oh, Rascal, my Sweet Prince. There you are! And you look so handsome! Did you grow a little bit when I wasn't looking! You seem thicker and taller! Are you feeling better now? You were hurting pretty bad this morning. You wouldn't even let me kiss you better!"
She looked to me for the answer.
"Yes, he's much better now, He feels normal again, and he really likes what you're doing to him now. He says to tell Miss Pussy she didn't break him, and he's ready to feed her any time she wants."
She kissed my penis with a little more suction, her tongue working into the slit, lapping up my pre-cum and swallowing it greedily.
"Oh! You are a rascal! Miss Pussy says she's not quite hungry yet, but soon! She wants me to play with you a little bit first! You've been ill and she doesn't want you to get hurt again."
Carol proceeded to lick and suck me expertly then, taking me near the top, then backing me down. She wouldn't let me come, but knew enough not to get me 'blue ball' hurting either. This morning's episode was anything but pleasant, and she didn't want a repeat of that, although I wouldn't call what I experienced then as 'blue balls'. My balls weren't really involved, just my penis, and it was most uncomfortable, being oversensitive to any touch at all. What Carol was doing to me now was pure, unmitigated pleasure torture, and I loved it.
As she played and sucked and licked, talking to her Sweet Prince and telling him what a wonderful penis he was, my hand found its way between her legs from behind, which she willingly parted to allow the access, and I began absently strumming her clit and fingering her tight hole. Her juices flowed wetly down her thighs as she paid homage to my cock. Carol kept her ministrations going, but my hand in her pussy started her rising toward a climax. She didn't want me to come, so she just hung on while I worked her up again. Soon her hips were pumping and gyrating as she worked herself back against my hand, forcing my finger deeper into her. Suddenly she bolted upright, her pelvis jerked hard and she yelped.
"David! Oh, David!"
Then she ground her pussy back down onto my hand and convulsed one more time. I felt her pussy muscles squirm against my finger, and I saw her tummy flex and ripple. Carol groaned, and jerked, her eyes flying wide open. She grasped me by the penis as she flopped onto her back, her knees up, her pussy wide open and VERY wet.
"David! Put Rascal in me NOW! HURRY! HURRY! IT'S TIME! OH DAVID! HURRYHURRYHURRY!IT'S TIIIIME!"
There was such urgency in her shouted plea, I didn't hesitate. I slipped between her thighs and plunged all the way to her depths in one stroke. As I neared the full depth, I felt her cervix, but this time, it opened completely, and sucked the head of my cock deep into her uterus. It felt like I'd entered her twice. The feelings were the most intense I'd ever felt. It felt like the mouth of her cervix was literally sucking me off. I started stroking her as she rutted back into me. It didn't last long. The stimulation from her deliberately incomplete blow job had left me near blowing already. These new sensations took me even closer to the edge.
Carol's hips bucked back at me in a frenzy. Her arm and legs wrapped around me, pulling me deeper. I was in her farther than I'd ever been before. My hips bucked and thrust as hers jammed into me in perfect sync. I felt the sudden lurch of my balls swelling and lifting close into the base of my penis and sensed that this was going to be an extraordinary orgasm. Carol's muscles clamped tight around my cock and her cervix literally sucked on the end. I felt it building and building to an explosion of unequaled ferocity. Carol was exclaiming joy and fulfillment.
"YES! YES! YES! OH SWEET PRINCE! YES! FILL MISS PUSSY UP! FILL'ER UP! SHE'S HUNGRYYYYYY!":
We caught the tail of a comet and rode it to the edge of space as we humped and pumped together. We rode ever higher, glimpsing meteors and shooting stars as our bodies churned into each other. We rode that comet higher and higher. I saw the hard diamond pricks of distant stars against the black backdrop of interstellar night. My balls lifted and swelled as we reached the apogee of that joyous ride to the edge of infinity and beyond.
Carol's hips lifted and locked as the pent-up pressure in my balls exploded down the length of my cock. I felt it harden and swell even more, and then BOOM! The explosion! My balls erupted in the most mind shattering orgasm I had ever experienced. In the depths of interstellar night, surrounded by the cold white pin pricks of distant stars, I saw the silent blue white flash of a gigantic super nova, as my balls erupted and spat their precious cargo. I felt white-hot jets of thick creamy sperm squirting from the end of my penis, splashing and washing deep into her receptive womb and felt her uterus contract and squeeze around me.
The mouth of her cervix seemed almost like a vacuum as it sucked every drop of baby making juice from my raging penis. I've come hard many times, but this was something else. My balls lunged and heaved. My furiously erupting cock squirted and squirted and squirted gob after gob after gob of thick creamy baby batter into her body. It felt like I had squirted and hosed several quarts of little wigglers into her convulsing womb as they sought out the egg they knew was there. Even as I felt my balls relax from their heavy discharge, Carol's pussy milked and sucked as my penis jerked and oozed, squeezing out even more of my life giving fluid...
As I squirted what had seemed like a river in the largest load of sperm I had ever released, Carol's hips lifted and held in her own orgasm, her muscles working the length my cock, rippling and pulsing. He body contracted and convulsed with each high pressure squirt from my jerking, spitting penis. Her vagina squirted and soaked my genitals with her scalding fluid, but not a drop of sperm escaped from her uterus to leak back and mix with her own copious spend. Her arms and legs wrapped tight, pulling me even deeper, and she yelled and hollered in absolute consummated joy!
"YES!!YES!! DAVID!! STARS! STARS! YES! WE DID IT! WE DID IT! OH GOD, DAVID! WE DID IT! OGODOGODOGOD! WEEEE DIIID IIIT!!! DAVID! OH, YEAH!! STAARRSS!!"
Finally spent, I dropped onto her breasts, gasping for breath, my mind still dazed at the light show in my head. Carol hugged me to her and cooed incoherently, joyfully in my ear, kissing and licking all over my face. At last, I rose up a bit to take some weight off her and looked in her eyes. She wore the happiest, most contented smile I ever saw. Her eyes sparkled and danced, not a trace of her old pain remaining. I started to ease my still hard penis from her, but she locked her legs around my hips and said.
"No! Leave him in!"
Neither of us moved, but I felt her cervix sucking contentedly on my cock, keeping it hard, sealing in that huge load of potent sperm I had just delivered. Carol's eyes welled with tears of joy and happiness, stars twinkling and dancing in them.
The most delightful flush covered her entire body, and didn't seem to be fading. Her skin fairly glowed. Carol and Riekie had always had that post orgasmic flush after making love I'd first noticed when we were teenagers, but this was a notch above.
Carol giggled, bubbled and enthused like a giddy teeneager. "Oh, David! I love you so much! Rascal filled Mrs. Pussy all up, and she was so hungry, she didn't and won't spill a drop!"
Grasping, but not quite rasping the import, I asked a little breathlessly, "Mrs. Pussy?"
Carol bounced and vibrated with ultimate joy. "Oh, yeah! She can't be a 'Miss' any more! She's pregnant! WE DID IT, DAVID! WE DID IT!"
I rolled us to our sides, keeping my penis firmly in place, sealing her womb. At her words, it seemed to get harder again and she felt it. Carol wiggled her hips suggestively, but not enough to dislodge me from her uterus."
Knowing, but needing confirmation I begged, "I don't doubt you for a minute, My Sweet, but how do you know?"
She smiled sweetly and kissed me on the lips, her warm body snuggled tight to mine, our pelvises joined.
"When I came on your hand, I felt something inside me almost go 'Ping!' and then something inside Miss Pussy seemed like it flopped over or turned, and this wave of knowing it was the right time washed over me. Mom was right to send us here. She knew or sensed that in this place of happy memories, I would be finally healed enough to conceive."
I realized I had known, too. When her body opened completely, and I spewed such a large load with all those fireworks in my head, I knew. Carol continued.
"And then when Rascal, My Sweet Prince filled Miss Pussy up so full, more full and deeper than ever, I felt his Precious Stuff in places I've never felt it, so warm and good, and I SAW STARS, then there was like an explosion of light from deep inside me, and I knew not only was it time, but that his Precious Stuff had found her egg and joined with it, and that explosion of light was OUR SON!"
I was overwhelmed with joy, my heart bursting with it. I wanted to shout it from the highest mountain!
"Our son... Oh God, Carol Anne, can it really be? After all these years, we finally made a baby in you? Our own child?"
I broke down and wept for the sheer joy of it, Carol holding me close. My tears of joy finally subsided, and I looked into those sparkling eyes again.
"Carol Anne Lloyd, I can't begin to tell you how much I love you. Words alone are too poor an instrument to describe what I feel right now."
Carol rolled to her back, carrying me onto her, her hips moving suggestively. She kissed me hungrily and whispered.
"Then show me..."
We made love again, slowly at first, but building to a new crescendo of love and life. I came another huge load of thick sperm deep inside her uterus and it sucked me dry once again. We rolled to our sides, my penis, now soft, still clutched in her depths, sealing our love deep within her, bathing her womb and ensuring the life of our new son. We fell asleep holding each other, still joined.
We awakened together a little later. The sun had traversed more westerly, but it was still mid-afternoon. We were still joined, and refreshed by our nap my penis had recovered some of its firmness. We kissed tenderly and lay in each other's arms, basking in our love and joy. We talked a little.
"I know we brought Riekie here with us, and she's here in our hearts, but David, My Love, we just HAVE to get her back as soon as possible! She's part of this, and as much as I'm pregnant with our son, she is his mother, too, and should have been here when we made him. She won't talk to either of us until she's ready, which means until her divorce is final. She's too focused, and if we just send a message saying we're pregnant, she'll feel cheated."
'No she won't, because I'm sure she knows already. The bond that ties us and brought her here today in our hearts has sent the message back to her already. She knows, but she's not sure what she knows. You can send her your message, alright, but here's what you say: 'WE DID IT!! SEPT. 22, 1985, IN THE OLD BARN ON YOUR BLANKET! YOU WERE HERE IN OUR HEARTS!' That's all. Don't sign it, and make sure it's all in capitals, just like I said it. She will know, then, what she felt today almost as a dream was real."
"David, how do you know this?
"I don't know how I know, I just do. Will you do it?"
"Of course, Silly! It's perfect! Who else but us knows of this old barn and her blanket?"
"You might add one thing for her, a romantic little bit: 'YOUR ROAD IS EVEN MORE BEAUTIFUL IN AUTUMN COLOURS.' What do you think?"
"I like that, it was her road first, wasn't it?"
Carol started moving her hips suggestively again.
"Mrs. Pussy is hungry again... do you think her husband, Rascal could rustle up a quick bite for her? Maybe just a snack, even?"
I rolled her to her back, my now fully erect penis nestled securely in her womb, her cervix munching happily on the knob.
"Can the venerable Mrs. Pussy handle a full course meal? Rascal, her Sweet Prince has managed to scrounge around in the cupboard and found the makings of a gourmet repast for her."
Yeah, I know... Sometimes I get wrapped up in the anthropomorphizing myself.
"He has? How wonderful! And she won't be sloppy at all! She'll swallow every bit!"
"Just tell her not to count on dessert. She may have to wait until we get home."
"That's OK, dessert is better if you wait awhile after the main meal, anyway."
I moved my hips, and Carol was right there to meet me. We started slowly, but soon we were rutting like the animals in heat we truly were. We might be sure we were already pregnant, but a little insurance never hurts. We humped and pumped against each other for what seemed an eternity. There was pure joy and love in our mating, recapturing the joy we felt when we were young and our love was fresh and new the shine still on it. We polished up our old love and added new. Our delight in each other's bodies was the same we felt all those years ago, and our hope for the future was renewed with a brilliance we hadn't dared dream even in our youth. Riekie was with us as we loved, and we felt her warm presence as a soft blanket of love.
Too soon, our passion peaked as we rode that old comet to the starts. Our hips heaved and churned together, my cock driving into her to those new-found depths of her womb. We rode that comet up and up and up, marveling at the stars and meteors together. We rode higher than we'd ever gone, our breath gasping and panting in the thin atmosphere of space. We reached the top together, hips churning, lips sealed together, tongues probing and tasting. As we hit the peak of the comet's orbit, we exploded together; my hips plunged, carrying my erupting, spewing penis fully into her depths. Her muscles convulsed and rippled, milking the precious, rich sperm out of my balls through my swollen penis as her cervix sucked and gulped, taking it all. Mrs. Pussy fed from Sweet Prince, and fed well.
As we peaked and saw the hard diamonds of stars in interstellar space, we shouted our love and joy together. The walls of the old barn rang with our joy, and the noise of it echoed down the halls of the tree-lined old road. Birds sang out sweeter and louder than ever and the leaves of the old maples shivered with our happiness.
"YE-E-E-SS! WE DID IT!! WE DID IT!! PRAISE... THE... GODDESS!! WE DID IT!"
We wound down gradually from our second trip to the stars, our hips churning together, slowly winding down. Little spasms of after shock rippling through us as Carol's pussy milked my still jerking penis clean. As we slowed and caught out breath, Carol grinned hugely, and in pure joy and exuberance, howled her delight and fulfillment to the world.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooo!!"
In the distance, I heard an answering joyful howl that sent chills down my spine but also seemed to fill me with a deep peace. It sounded amazingly like Old Clyde, but it couldn't be, that dog had been dead for years. But then again... strange things have happened in my life before, so for a favourite old dog to answer a howl across time and space might not be so strange. I shook my head — probably just a neighbour dog.
At long last, we rested, rolling to our sides. My fully sated penis wilted and sagged, falling from her pussy with a very audible sucking sound, and I swore I heard Mrs. Pussy actually smack her lips as she snapped shut. Carol cooed and cuddled close, kissing me sweetly. She looked in my eyes. I saw brilliant adamantine stars deep in the azure blueness of hers, and I'm sure she saw them in mine.
She asked me in childlike wonder. "David, did you see what I saw? I saw meteors and comets and shooting stars and hard points of light in deep black. We went farther out that time than we ever have, didn't we? If we go any farther, I don't think we'll come back, or want to."
My reply was awe filled and reverential. "Oh! Carol Anne! I saw everything you saw. It was magnificent! If we ever go there again, like you said, we might not want to return."
"Oh yeah. And did you hear Clyde? He sounded a long ways away, but I'm sure it was him."
"I heard, and chills went down my spine."
"Me, too."
Carol pushed away from me and knelt to my now flaccid penis. She kissed and licked, thoroughly cleaning me. She spoke softly and lovingly to my member.
"Oh! Rascal, Our Sweet Prince! Mrs. Pussy loves you so much! You fed her and filled her up and made a baby in her! She's so happy! And she's learned manners, too! She swallowed every drop, and didn't spill any!"
To prove her point, Carol spun around and opened up in her patented wanton pose, exposing herself completely to view.
"How do I look, David?"
Carol's pussy looked slightly swollen and flushed, and her vaginal opening, normally gaping and leaking profusely after one of our sessions, was puckered tightly closed. Her lips were still open, and her thighs glistened with her own spend. Her pussy looked full. I thought I even saw a little distension in her tummy. Her whole lower body and genital area looked flushed, glowing, radiant.
"Fan-fucking-tastic! Mrs. Pussy has indeed learned manners. I can't see a drop of Precious Stuff. She's a little messy from her own juice, but none of his, and she looks absolutely stuffed full. Here, let me clean that up for you."
She held her pose as I dove in between her thighs. I licked her clean of her own spend, even cleaning between her cheeks. I licked and sucked, getting a small orgasm out of her and licked up the fresh juice from that. When I finished, I gazed lovingly at her pussy, and it was probably just imagination from my ultimate joy, but I swore I saw her inner lips turn in a smile! Now THAT"S a well-fucked pussy!
The sun was starting to get lower, and the light fading. With the fading light, it got cooler. We helped each other up, and each dressed the other. Carol was easy to dress. Her dress slipped on like a shirt or robe and simply zipped up the front. She did leave the bodice unzipped daringly low, exposing the delicious curve of her breasts. Getting my pants on caused a few laughs, but we got them on. We were like a couple kids, laughing and playing.
We didn't know what to do with our blankets, but Carol said. "They kept for twenty years in that old cedar chest. They'll keep there a while longer, because rest assured, we WILL be back here again, and this time it won't take any twenty years."
We did decide to take the one on which we'd been loving. It was soaked with Carol's juices, and we knew it wouldn't keep. We had a special attachment to that particular blanket, too. It smelled the most of Riekie, and was where we had made our son. We folded it neatly, the wettest spot on top, picked up our cooler, and headed back up the old road. Carol carried the blanket almost reverently, and I carried the lunch bucket. I looked almost like a tradesman returning from a day of work, and oh what a job I'd done!
We stopped outside the barn and closed the doors, leaving almost regretfully. Carol said she had to pee, and squatting, relieved herself to the side of the trail. I took advantage and did the same. I gave her a Kleenex from my pocket, and she wiped herself dry. Unlike the last time we were here together, this time I had a lighter. I'd quit smoking after Riekie blasted me about my unhealthy lifestyle, but I always carried a lighter or matches after that. I burned the damp Kleenex and scattered the ashes.
I slipped my free arm around Carol's waist, she laid her head on my shoulder in total contentment, and together we strolled back up the old lane. The magic was still there, and when we spoke, if at all, it was in reverential whispers and only of love. This was sacred ground to us, and we would not defile it with loud noise or unkind words or thoughts, not even of her father. He had no place here.
At length, we returned to the old cottage, and the kind man came out to see us off. He asked us if we'd found what we were looking for. Carol snuggled up close to me. She gave the man her most dazzling smile.
"Mmm-Hmmm! We found everything we wanted and more! We even made a baby today! Oh. I feel so deliciously full!"
The man looked shocked then smiled knowingly. I could see him getting an eyeful of her delectable boobies, and I smiled warmly when he saw I'd noticed his glance and blushed.
"Lovely, aren't they? Our son will be well fed."
He stammered and blushed more, but I told him no harm done. On a hunch, I got his name, home phone number, and address. I had an idea, but it would be some time before I'd be able to see it through. We said our goodbyes to this nice man, loaded the truck, and climbed in. As I helped Carol up into the truck, her dress came up and her thighs were parted, giving me and the man a heart-stopping view of her well-stuffed pussy. Carol seemed totally unconcerned.
As we drove back to the aunts' Carol snuggled close and nibbled my ear, distracting me from my driving.
"Mmmmmm! I feel so wonderfully full! My tummy feels like it's stuffed! You and Rascal sure pumped a lot of his Precious Stuff in there. I think I gurgle when I move" <GIGGLE> "I love you so much, David! Now, who are we gonna tell first?"
"Well, they've been so good to us all weekend, we should tell the aunts, I guess, but Diane Marie gave us so much more than her permission and approval that she deserves to be at the top of the list. Then there's Mom, who has helped us and believed in us for so long. Then there's Ben, whose idea it started out as. I don't know."
"I'll tell Ben in my own way in my own time. That was our deal, so who are we gonna tell here?"
"I have an idea. I think Mom and Dad are probably at my place, or Diane Marie and the kids are over there. We almost always have Sunday dinner together, and I see no reason for them not to be together tonight, especially when they're waiting for some news from us. We'll call them, and we'll tell ALL of them and the aunts at the same time. Now, stupid question: you're absolutely positive you're pregnant?"
"Oh yes, David. My bones know it, that's how sure I am."
"OK, just so we can tell everybody to expect a Solstice baby next June."
"Mmmm-Hmmm"
Carol dozed off happily as I drove into town. It wasn't quite dark when we reached the aunts'. Carol woke up as I pulled to a stop. I came around and helped her down from the truck. She slid off the seat, and her dress came up around her waist. I cupped her bare cheeks and pulled her into me. I kissed her long and hard, massaging her wonderful butt cheeks. She wiggled her pussy into my groin, and we both felt the stirring in my pants. We broke the kiss panting, and Carol giggled delightedly.
"Mrs. Pussy is starting to look forward to her dessert, and it seems Rascal may be cooking something up for her."
"She must be patient yet a bit. Good things come to those who wait."
We both laughed and started up the walk. The aunts must have been watching for us. They looked concerned until they saw the look of total happiness on us and Carols' absolute contentment.
Pie asked. "So? Your mother's 'treatment' worked, no?"
"Yes, Pie, it worked. My! The house smells nice! All fresh and clean! You've outdone yourselves."
"It does smell nice, doesn't it? We hadn't aired it properly since we moved in. I think we'll always keep a window open except during the most bitter cold. Your windows are still wide, and we put an extra blanket on your bed, but I think you should close them a little before you settle down for the night. Are you hungry? Supper is just nicely ready. We had a feeling you might not be back until almost dark."
Carol and I realized we were both famished and said so. I excused myself to the washroom to wash my face and clean Carol's juices from my whiskers. When I returned, the aunts guided us to the table and sat us down to supper like royalty. Even if we hadn't told them anything, they could see by Carol's happy glow and flush that she was at least an extremely satisfied woman. Jo, always the one to speak her mind, blurted.
"Carol Anne, you look and smell like a well-fucked young woman."
Carol just smiled happily, squeezed my arm and hummed in satisfaction, "Mmm-hmmm."
We had a very enjoyable meal with the aunts. They had prepared some of my favourite Dutch dishes, and Jo had even made 'oleballen' for me. I had already decided to watch what I ate and start working out to reduce my waistline, but those Dutch treats were too much temptation, and I'm sure I ate far too many. The diet could wait until tomorrow.
During the meal, the aunts were full of questions about where we'd been and what we'd seen. We told them about all the changes around the lake, and all the new places. We told them about the changes to the old cottage and the nice man who owned it now, and that the old trail was almost overgrown. We didn't tell them about our road and the barn. Those were our private places to be shared only with Riekie and maybe Bob, who helped us find them. We asked if we could call home again after we ate, and were once again told this was our house while we were here, and we didn't need to ask. After supper, we all pitched in and the dishes got done up quickly. We asked the aunts to stay with us while we called home.