After what had happened with Sophia, I decided she needed some time to herself. I sent her to a resort in the South Pacific for a few weeks, and she went with her boyfriend Sam. I knew this would be good for her to clear her mind and digest all that had happened. I would deal with her further once she returned.
Now it was time to deal with Gael. God, I was a busy man.
Gael and I met one afternoon in my office. We were alone, as usual, and as usual when alone that meant anything could happen. She had told me that her husband had agreed to the treatment and would be travelling to Switzerland.
“I can’t wait!” Now it will just be you and me. I want this to happen so badly!”
I walked close to her and put my hand on her cheek. “And you are ready for what is about to happen? Are you completely sure about this?”
“Yes! We have had to do so much coordination in all this. But it will be worth it. Now the time has arrived!”
“Good.”
Gael was clearly quite eager and prepared. “So, he will be gone for a week. This is the perfect time. I have been tracking my cycles, and I know this will be the best time for me.”
“I am glad to hear that. A good assistant of mine is always well prepared for whatever I demand of her. And, just to show my appreciation, I have a little surprise for you, something special just for you.”
Gael’s eyes lit up. “Oh what is that!”
“You will be spending the whole week at my house. Not just one night. We will be there as long as it takes to get the job done.” I laughed. “I have already made the arrangements so that it seems like we are both on a business trip. We will just disappear and be together and completely alone for the whole week. After all, very few women have ever enjoyed this privilege.”
“Oh, that sounds wonderful!” She threw her arms around my shoulders and kissed me. “Yes, I can imagine us having quite the nice time. Do you have a nice kitchen? I do enjoy cooking, so I will cook you all the nicest meals possible, and just pamper you, and I will do that every day for the whole week.”
“Well, that sounds like quite the week!”
“Yes, you will enjoy it, trust me. Lots of nice meals. A nice massage every day. I will make your favorite drinks. A clean and tidy house. Such an important man such as yourself needs to be treated well.” She stroked my tie.
“Ah, the wifey treatment. How nice!”
“And of course I know what a bad boy like yourself enjoys the most, and I know we will be doing lots and lots of that!” Gael ran her hand along my cheek, her face close to mine. We kissed again. I felt myself starting to become aroused.
She pulled away. “But we must wait. I want all of your potency for next week. So please, save yourself, and all of you, just for me.”
I chuckled. “Well Gael, that is a tall order, but I think I can manage that. I then kissed her and whispered in her ear. “Yes, we shall wait, and when the time comes, you will be receiving the best of Racer X.”
Gael pulled back and a surprised look covered her face. “Racer X? What? Who is that?”
“That is a name only a few, very few of the people in the Underground know me by. And it is only used in certain situations.”
“How?….and why?…”
“I really cannot answer those questions. Just know that there are many mysteries to the Underground. Many things you do not know. Many things you will never know. But now you know that I sometimes go by this name. And when I am home, in the privacy of my own world, that is my name. And now you know it.”
She gave me a small kiss and ran her hands along my shoulders. “Racer X? Oh my, you are indeed quite the man of mystery, aren’t you?”
During the next week I saw Gael on a daily basis at work, and she made sure that she was dressed in a most provocative way. Short dresses. Lots of cleavage. She particularly enjoyed showing some side boob. Whenever alone she would touch me, running her hand over my shoulder and down my arm. We never kissed, but her lips were full and luscious. I wanted to kiss her, but she played the coy card, and did not let me. No, she was clearly teasing me, and wanting me to be as eager as possible for our big week together. One day we passed in the lobby, and she was talking to one of our younger associates, and as I passed her she touched his upper arm and smiled at him and then looked at me. In the presence of such a beautiful and sexual woman as Gael, he looked like an awkard teenager who had just gotten his first kiss. Yes, Gael was flirting with other men in front of me. Normally this would be unacceptable, but given the circumstances of what was soon to happen, I allowed it. For the moment. She would be punished though, at the appropriate time.
The day Gael and I had planned to begin our special encounters, she came to my office. I was sitting at my desk. She was dressed in an extra short, navy blue dress, loose fitting and again with lots of cleavage. Gael had lovely breasts and knew how to show them off. As I noticed her beauty her eyes lit up, and she smiled.
“I hope you are doing well today, sir, and that you will more than ready for tonight, and our whole week together.”
I sat back in my chair and continued to enjoy the vision of her. “Oh yes, and now, after seeing you, I am more than ready.”
She walked over to me, leaned over, hinting at the full lusciousness of her sumptuous breasts, and gave me a small kiss. “Well, don’t get too out of control right now. You will have to save that for later tonight.”
“Yes, and I can see in the meantime you must be enjoying torturing all the other men around here.”
Gael giggled and put her hand over her mouth as if in a feigned embarrassment.
I stood up. “Now, I want you to be ready for tonight. So take the rest of the day off, and get yourself ready.”
“Yes sir!” She smiled and turned around and walked away. I watched her lovely ass as she strutted out of my office. Yes, I would be enjoying that hot loveliness shortly.
That night Gael arrived at my house. I lived in a large and spacious but still modest two storied house on the outskirts of the city. Not wanting to attract too much attention to the secret world I inhabited, I always believed in living a more spartan type of life, at least as far as my personal possessions. She looked lovely, wearing a turquoise dress, soft and loose fitting and flowing to her mid thighs. I noticed a hint of her breasts on the side. Clearly, she was not wearing a bra. It was also clear to me that she had been to a salon, in preparation for the big night, or week, or however long she needed to be filled by me. Her hair had been freshly cut, just a bit shorter with an extra fluff and curl, yet still long and dark and sumptuous, which only enhanced the delicate and crystalline features of her face. Her hazel-blue eyes seemed brighter, her skin softer and whiter. Her lips were full and the deep red lipstick made her lips all the more kissable. Her overall expression, always so enchanting and alluring, was now filled with emotion and anticipation. Yes, Gael looked extra lovely tonight. She was quite dolled up. Did she want to be a nice treat for me? Well, if she did, she succeeded. The moment I saw her I could feel myself becoming aroused. It was clear she wanted me to be ready for our ultimate act of primal sex, and she made me quite ready.
“Are you hungry?” She looked at me in a coquettish way.
“Yes, but not for food.”
I walked closely towards her. I lowered my voice. “This is the night, Gael, where I am going to claim you as mine. You now belong to me. After tonight, and after this week, you will be a part of the Underground in a most special and unique way. You will always be a part of me, and I will always be a part of you. There are few women who enjoy this privilege.”
“Oh sir, that is all I want. Please.”
I kissed her. “You can call me Racer tonight.”
“Oh yes, Racer…yes….”
I took her by the hand, and led her upstairs to my bedroom. The room was large and the walls were painted a midnight blue with a white trim. The king size bed with a thick comforter and silks sheets was more than enough for my various erotic exploits. Gael looked around curiously.
“Oh, how nice!”
“Well, I am glad you like it, my dear.”
I then pulled her close to me, and we kissed, and I ran my hands down her sides and over her ass. She felt soft and warm and smooth.
“This needs to come off.” I turned her around and slowly undid the zipper of her dress and ran it down her back. I enjoyed seeing her skin revealed, especially when it was confirmed, no, she was not in fact wearing a bra. When the zipper got to her waist, the top of her lacy black panties was revealed. Yes, Gael always knew how to dress the right way. Her lingerie always stirred me to discover what was beneath, and tonight was no exception. I slipped her dress over her hips and down her legs and as she stepped out of it, I ran my hands beneath the fabric of her panties and slipped them down her thighs. Gael stepped out of those as well.
And now naked, she turned around and stood in front of me. I admired her beauty, her statuesque physique, her long brown hair falling over her shoulders, her full and firm breasts, nipples bright red but small and perfectly round, a stomach flat and smooth, hips curved just right, and her long, toned legs. If Gael had wanted a career as a top model, she would have succeeded without any problem. She enhanced it all with a nice, trimmed bush, not too full, but just enough to make her look like a woman, a fully sexual and lovely woman.
Yes, all the women in the Underground must have a bush. Not unkempt, but some bush is a requirement for all women who want to enjoy the full pleasures of our world.
I led her over to the bed. I was still fully clothed, but Gael looked down and gently ran her fingers along the outline of my member that was pressing against my slacks.
“You are going to receive the full treatment tonight, my dear.”
“Oh yes, sir, I can see that….” She squeezed me through my pants. “Or should I call you Racer tonight?” She laughed softly.
We stood in front of the bed and began kissing, as I ran my hands over her body. I kissed her lips and face and neck. She wrapped her hands around my back and pulled me close to her.
“I want you to do everything to me tonight, Racer. I know you will do it so well.”
We kissed more, gently and then a bit more passionately, our tongues caressing each other. I whispered in her ear. “You will not be disappointed.”
I pushed Gael onto the bed and she lay there, her lovely body stretched out before me, soft and sinuous. I began to undo my tie and she sat up and began to undo the buttons on my shirt. Once my tie was off and the buttons on my shirt undone, I removed it while Gael focused on my belt buckle, and undid it, and slowly unzipped my pants. When I was finally free, free and so hard, she looked up at me with those lovely hazel-blue eyes of hers, and a sly smile came across her lips. “Oh yes, sir, I knew this was going to be good.”
She lay back on the bed and I stepped out of my pants and lay next to her, and now, with both of us naked and our bodies so close to each other, sharing our mutual warmth, I began kissing her, slowly and softly and sensuously. Her lips were so full and luscious, her tongue playful and daring, and as I made my way down her body, her soft sighs filled the room. Her neck, her shoulders, her breasts, her stomach were to be explored and lovingly caressed with my hands and mouth and tongue. Gael had wonderful breasts, large and firm and full, and her nipples responded well to my mouth and teeth and tongue. I could not fit the whole of one in my mouth, but she squirmed when I tried, and when I ran my tongue around her nipples, she gently caressed my hair.
“Oh, I love how you do that, it feels like I have a nerve running straight down to my clitoris….feels so good.”
“Really…well, lets find out some more…” I looked up at her with a devious smile.
“You are such a bad boy…”
I kissed downward, past her stomach and over her hips, and bypassing her most precious area, I began kissing her thighs, first her outer thighs, then her inner thighs down to her knees. She spread her legs to give me better access, and as she did, I slowly kissed upwards, upwards until I reached her lovely lips, so drenched and soft and waiting to be pleasured. And pleasure her I did. First a soft kiss, then a gentle lick with the tip of my tongue, and finally a more robust taste with my whole tongue, over her whole vagina, and as I did I enjoyed her essence, so tangy and sweet at the same time. “I love how you taste…” As I ran my tongue over her outer and then her inner lips, and as I slowly entered her with it, she sighed and pulled my head closer. I then returned to her lips with my tongue, and when I reached her now engorged clitoris, she screamed, and her hips bucked. She pushed into me even more and began gyrating her hips to the motion of my tongue. I ran little circles around her clitoris, then I gently sucked on it. Her little clitoris was now quite taut and enlarged.
“Oh god….that feels soooo good….don’t stop, please….”
And I did not stop. I enjoyed pleasuring her as fully as possible, lingering and tasting and kissing and licking, running my hands all over smooth skin, up her stomach and over her breasts and then back down, my mouth and chin covered with her juices, and when I entered her with one and then two fingers she moaned even louder, and her moans became even louder when I began to massage the upper wall of her vagina with my fingers, deep inside her but not too deep, and the more I massaged and caressed her, the more I kissed and licked her, the more she moaned and squirmed until finally, in a sudden surprise of that sweet ecstasy, her entire body convulsed, and her torso jerked upwards, then her head, and then side to side, and her moans became screams, as Gael was a screamer. She dug her nails into the hair on my head.
“Oh god…yes….Racer….Racer…RACER….I’m coming…..ohhhhh fuck yeah….Racer…”
And then there was silence, complete silence as her body bucked some more, and her head pressed back on the pillow, that sweet silence that a woman always exhibits when she has fallen into a state of complete erotic abandonment, as if transported to another world for a few moments, a world where there are no words, just pure and unimaginable pleasure.
Now relaxed, she lay still on the bed. Her breathing was heavy, but soon became calmer, and as I crawled back upwards towards her face, kissing her stomach and breasts again, she put her hands around my head and kissed me, my lips and face still covered with her wetness, and she made sure she kissed all of herself on my face. I was rock hard.
I looked down at her. “Now, it seems you are nice and ready to receive me…”
“Yes….please, Racer, I want you inside me…please…”
And so I opened her thighs with mine, and as I did I pressed the head of my penis against her warm, wet lips, teasing her, gently massaging her outer lips with my penis, until she grabbed my hips and pulled me into her, all the way and completely in her. “Oh, please just fuck me, right now!”
And I was more than willing to oblige her, so fuck her I did. Slow and steady. In and out. Deep and then deeper. A nice, smooth rhythm. Then a bit harder. Over and over again for a good long while. Her soft body beneath me. Gael moaned and when I increased the force of my thrusts, she screamed. She looked so lovely beneath me, her full breasts moving to each one of my thrusts, her eyes closed in a seeming state of ecstasy, her hair disheveled and covering the pillow. My cock was thrusting inside her like a steel piston, in and out and in and out, a nice tight fit, her vagina gripping me and pulling me in, surrounding me with a hot wetness, a feeling that is unlike anything else. Lost in our pleasures, we moved and moved and fucked and fucked over and over and over. Steady. Hard. Fast. Slow. Everything. I lifted her hips to pull her towards me, and as I pushed deeper inside her she cupped and massaged her breasts. She looked up at me and smiled a most lovely and sensuous smile. “Oh god, I love it…fuck me, Racer…fuck me…” The bed was already soaked with her juices and our mutual sweat. It was a heady, heavy session of complete erotic abandonment. But unlike all our other session of forbidden sex, this one had a goal.
I whispered in her ear. “I am going to fill you with my seed tonight, and however long it takes, I am going to fill you until you conceive and carry my child.”
“Oh God, yes, Racer, please….please fill me…”
“Do you want it?”
“Yes, yes, I want it!”
“Do you want to carry a part of me inside you, and have a part of me forever?”
“Yes, yes…please…”
“Do you want it now?”
“Oh yes, give it to me, now!”
“Do you want to have my baby?”
“OH GOD YES!!!”
“Tonight?”
“RIGHT NOW!!!”
And now I pumped her fast and furiously, hard and violent, pounding her with my cock, formerly used as a weapon of her submission, now used as the instrument by which Gael would forever be linked to me, and carry a part of me for the rest of her life. She wrapped her legs around my waist and once again dug her nails into my back. Her breathing was heavy as if she had just finished a long marathon.
“Come, please come for me, Racer.”
Yes, my dear, I will do that for you…”
And as I thrust inside her and felt her all over my cock, drawing me deep into her, I felt that exquisite pressure from within me, and I felt it deep down in my balls, as they exploded and my cock throbbed and the sweet essence of my being was unleashed and pumped inside her, a wonderful explosion of hot semen gushing out of me with each thrust, again and again and with each thrust Gael thrust her hips towards me, as if wanting to take all of me inside of her, and I filled her with all my seed, what seemed to be, after a week of no sex, a gallon worth of it, deep inside her hot and receptive vagina, and as I filled her Gael moaned and bucked and gasped, “Oh, so hot…hot….” and dug her nails so deep into my back that they broke the skin and she bit my lower lip between deep and wet kisses and her cries and even louder moans. She then screamed. And writhed. And squirmed. She screamed again. And gasped and undulated. Another scream. Yes, it seems Gael just had her second orgasm that night. I thrust a few more times as I made sure every drop of my seed was released into her, and then, finally spent, I stopped, and let my still extremely hard cock marinate in the lovely sensation of all our sex inside her.
“Stay inside me, Racer, stay inside me…I don’t want to lose a single drop…let it all make its way deep inside me…
And I did and for a few soft moments there were no words between us, just kisses and the slow recovery of our heated session of erotic love.
Afterwards we were lying in bed, Gael with her head on my chest. She ran her hand through my chest hair. I guess she liked that. “Wow, that was the best sex I ever had. Amazing.” She pulled the silk cover over her body and threw her leg over mine. “Oh yes, I can feel it. You are inside me. Mmmmm…such a delicious feeling. Yes, I can feel it happening….”
I looked at her quizzically. “Is that so? Really….”
Gael giggled. “Well, who knows at this point, but I would like to think so…”
We were both exhausted and it was not long until we fell into a deep sleep, but that was only the beginning of our week of pure pleasure and erotic excitement.
The next morning Gael made me breakfast, bacon and eggs and toast, and we enjoyed some quiet time together. But after all of our hot sex the night before, a shower was called for. So we made our way to the bathroom, where we both showered together, and I enjoyed lathering Gael’s body, and she did the same with me. Of course such a situation could only but stir my passions, and when I became hard in the shower, Gael knelt down and took me in her mouth. It was a wonderful feeling as the water cascaded over her face and mouth while she pleasured me, but we both knew that this session of pleasure was not to be wasted. Gael turned off the water. “Shall we return to the bed, sir, now that we have cleaned ourselves.”
I kissed her. “Yeah, I think that might be a good idea.”
We got out of the shower, and as Gael began drying herself with the towel, she stood in front of the mirror, and I watched her from behind. She looked quite lovely, her perfectly shaped ass teasing me. Dropping the towel, she bent over the counter as if to examine something in her eye. Her ass became even that much more inviting. She lifted her hips up to give me a better view. Oh yes, she was teasing me. That was too much for me.
I walked up behind her. “You look quite lovely, dear.” I ran my hand along that wonderful, soft and smooth ass of hers.
Gael turned her head around, her eyes filled that devious look I knew so well. “Well, thank you, sir.”
“But you know, Gael,” I said as I slapped her ass. “You were flirting with another man one day, and right in front of me, at work of all places, and that is not acceptable.” I slapped her ass a second time. Hard.
“Oh, I am so sorry sir, I know I am bad girl. A total slut. You really should punish me for my insolence and sluttiness.”
I stood right next to her, my hard cock resting against her hip. I slapped her ass again. This time even harder. She screamed. I then put my hand around her neck and squeezed slightly. “Yes, you have been insolent. And I think there is only one solution.” I slapped her ass again. With each slap I increased the violence of her punishment.
“Oww!” She bucked and wiggled her ass. “And what is that, sir.”
I stood behind her and positioned the head of my cock beneath her ass. “I am going to fuck you and impregnate you and you are going to have my child.”
She smiled. “Oh sir, that is such a cruel punishment, to force me to have your child. Must you be so cruel to me?”
“Yes, you are a bitch and a slut and you deserve such punishment.” I pulled her hips out, and she opened her thighs and I touched her wet lips with my cock, rubbing the whole shaft along her vagina.
“Oh, ok, I guess I must accept my fate. You are the Big Boss, Racer, and I know you are right in all you do.” Her voice was wonderfully playful. “Yes, please fuck me and give me your child. Force me. Dominate me. I really do, after all, want that alpha seed of yours, because I know our child will be strong and smart and successful. I deserve everything you have planned for me. All that you are going to do to me. Do it all, please, sir.”
And with that I entered her, fully and all of me, and Gael spread her arms out on the white marble sink, and she was looking at me in the mirror as I began fucking her from behind. I reached around and grabbed her neck. “I am fucking you, Gael. I am going to impregnate you. You are going to be mine, all mine.”
Gael moaned and lowered her voice as I slowly moved in and out of her. “Oh yes, yes…make me all yours. Punish me with your child. I will always belong to you then, Racer. Oh god yes it feels soooo good….”
So there we were, doing it in front of the mirror, Gael bent over, me behind her, and our erotic lovemaking so visible to each one of us. It surprised me, in all the sex we had had up to this point, that we had never done it like this, in front of a mirror. It was quite hot, and I enjoyed the sight of us in the mirror, fucking. Gael was watching too, seemingly entranced by what she was seeing, an expression of captivated pleasure on her face, as I stood behind her, holding her hips, pumping her, then pounding her.
“Mmmm…this is quite hot, sir….yeah…fuck me…”
And we fucked there, hot and heavy, me pounding her, pumping her, grabbing her hips. I reached around and cupped her breasts and then ran my hand once again around her neck.
“This is the punishment a bad girl like you receives, Gael. Special punishment.”
“Oh god yes, it IS a special punishment!”
“I am fucking you Gael and I am going to give you my baby. Do you want that?”
“Oh yes…god I want your baby, yes….give it to me…”
We were going at it in a steady rhythm, and I always loved the view of Gael from behind, her curved hips, and sweet ass, her smooth back and her hair which needed to be grabbed and pulled. So I grabbed and pulled her hair.
“Oh yeah, I like that….”
I pumped her.
“God, your cock feels soo good.”
I pumped again.
“Your cock is so huge!”
And we fucked and fucked over and over again with the image of us in the mirror, both of us watching ourselves, and it was so hot and heavy, until finally I could not hold back any longer and I pumped another load of my potent semen deep inside Gael. She pushed herself back against me as I came. “Give me all of it, Racer!”
And that is exactly what I did that morning in front of the bathroom mirror.
Gael and I continued for the whole week: fucking, sleeping, and spending quiet time together. She cooked for me and pampered me, giving me shoulder massages, folding my clothes, cleaning the house, and being as completely submissive as possible. It was a week of what seemed to be marital like bliss, except with all the hassles of actually being married.
There was one moment, however, which stood out amidst all the others.
One late afternoon I was sitting in the large living room reclining chair, reading the Wall Street Journal while sipping a glass of whiskey. Gael was in the kitchen preparing dinner. The smell of the chicken in the oven was quite alluring. There was some music on in the background, I am not sure what, just some contemporary stuff that Gael had put on. For a moment she had gone upstairs, and when she returned to the living room, she was wearing a short, blue silk dress. It clung to her body so closely, and the outline of her breasts, her hard nipples and her curvaceous hips were quite enticing. It gently fell halfway down her shapely thighs. I put the paper in my lap. She stood in front of me, saying nothing, and as I looked up at her, she began to sway to the music, slowly and sensuously, her hips moving from side to side as she ran her hands up her body and over her breasts and through her hair. I thew the paper aside.
“Well, my dear, I do enjoy that…”
“Oh yeah…”
“Yeah…you are a true sex goddess…”
She danced some more, her whole body moving in perfect unison with the music, flowing like soft waves on a summer morning’s ocean, and she looked at me, and her eyes were filled with tension and desire. The more she moved and danced and swayed back and forth, the deeper she got into the dancing, and her movements became more and more vigorous and electric. The slow motion of her hips were now quick and sharp, and she turned around and swayed side to side, her dress falling so delicately over the contours of her sweet ass, and it was all I could do to not reach out and grab her. She then turned around again and let the dress enhance her full breasts. She reached her hands up as if to touch some imaginary object above her, and then she slowly and teasingly ran them down her body, over her breasts and hips and down her thighs. Our eyes were locked together. I was totally entranced.
And then she sat on my lap, straddling me, and moved around and around, and whispered in my ear.
“Fuck me, Racer, fuck me right now.”
She stood up again and continued with her intoxicating show.
I said nothing, and simply unzipped my pants, and pulled them off, my cock extremely hard, and I stroked it as Gael continued her sensuous dance. She then slipped off her dress, and she stood there, completely naked, and her body was quite beautiful. Then she grabbed my penis and straddled me once again and while holding it she put me inside her and I slid into her so easily. She was utterly soaked. Her vagina surrounded me and gripped me in that wonderful way that feels like nothing else in this world.
She whispered. “Mmmmm….oh…I love how you feel….”
She just sat there for a moment with me inside her, and we kissed, and then we began fucking.
I put my arms around her and her breasts were in front of my face and so as she began moving up and down on me, I took full advantage of their luscious beauty. Gael braced herself on the back of the chair, her arms above my shoulders and her hands on the chair, and her movements quickly became faster and heated, and she ground herself against me, and bounced up and down. I kissed and licked and cupped and sucked on her breasts. Her hair was touching my face, and when we kissed, our kisses were hot and wet and passionate. She moaned and breathed hard, as she was doing all the work now, and as I sat there and enjoyed the feeling of her motions, my cock felt so big and hot as her vagina completely engulfed me. I was as deep inside her as possible.
She managed to mutter, “Oh god, I love it this way too…yeah…so deep….”
And so we were fucking once again, Gael bouncing up and down on me, sometimes pulling her arms up above her head, grabbing her hair and lifting it, sometimes reaching around behind her to massage my balls, sometimes massaging and licking her own breasts, and I was enjoying all of this, just sitting there and loving how she was letting all her erotic and sensual desires control her every motion. As with the bathroom session, although we had had sex many times and in many places and many positions, we had never done it this way. Yes, Gael and I were taking full advantage of our week together. The music in the background, the smell of dinner in the oven, and the reality of our ultimate goal of making a baby, created a wonderful mixture of erotic and domestic pleasures.
She whispered in my ear again, “Are you going to come for me, Racer?”
“Do you want more of my seed?”
“Oh god, yes, I want it all, all of you.”
Her pussy was gripping my cock, so tight and snug and a perfect fit. I knew I was not going to last much longer.
“Yes, Gael, I am going to fill you again, fill you again with what you want the most…”
She pressed her head against my cheek. “Ohhhh….yes…please….”
And she pressed herself against me and just grinded, hard and fast and when she did this the pressure she put on my engorged penis was all the greater, and it felt so good, so pleasurable, an exquisite delight of erotic love making, and with all this happening, everything melted into one tableau of sex and heat and beauty, so much so that it was now impossible for me to hold back and I did not hold back, and once the fire had ignited I could no longer control anything and I unloaded inside her, another huge explosion of hot semen, and she screamed when I did, and ground harder and pushed herself harder against me, and I filled her completely, burst after burst of my seed seeking to find that part of her which would forever make us a part of each other.
In all my experiences with women, this one with Gael was one of the most special, and spectacular. We spent what seemed to be hours after our mutual orgasms just sitting like that, me inside her, Gael filled with my essence, our kisses slow and gentle and passionate and quite loving. Of course it was only for a few minutes, but I had lost all sense of time at this point.
And so Gael and I spent our week together. I do not know how often I filled her, but it was more than I could count. I was determined we would get the job done. And now, once we left and returned to the reality of our lives, there was only one thing left to, and that was to wait, and time would soon tell whether or not I had given Gael the one thing she wanted the most.
Before we left she received a text from her husband. “Oh, he is now about to board a flight home, and he says he thinks the treatment went well. He will be back tomorrow. He wants us to start trying again right away! The doctor told him he needed to wait at least three weeks though. By that time, I will be on my next period, or not, and so then, when we do have sex, I will know whether or not I am pregnant. Once I find out if I am knocked up, sir, I will have sex with him, and he will never know.” She kissed me. “But as far as us, I know, I just know. Don’t ask me how. A woman can sense things. Yes, we did plan this perfectly, didn’t we, dear?” I had never seen Gael so happy and content at the same time. She had a glow. It was a wonderful sight.
“Well, Gael, a good personal assistant of mine always plans things well.”
Gael laughed and straightened out the collar of my white Oxford shirt. “Oh yes, that is quite true, sir, a good personal assistant to Racer X is always prepared for anything and everything!”