Paradise mom 3 part 2

I smiled and replied, "There's no way of knowing at this point dear. But just the pure thought that I might be is so exciting for me." "But don't worry," I teased, "if I'm not pregnant we'll just keep trying...if that's okay with you!"

He laughed, "Uh, yeah, I think I can handle that."

A little later in the morning I heard a vehicle pulling up to the house.

"William, someone's here."

"I'll get it" he replied. I heard him talking to a man at the door and then he came in carrying some boxes. "It was another delivery," he informed me.

"It's getting to be like grand central station around here," I joked. "So what is it this time?"

"I ordered a computer and some stuff."

"That's great honey." I was so glad to see that he had gotten something for himself. He had always wanted a computer but we had never been able to afford one before. I didn't know much about them but knew that most of the kids his age had had them for years.

He spent the next few hours setting up his new computer. I would check on him and he would show me the keyboard, the monitor, the printer and the computer itself. The last time I entered the room he was holding something in his hands.

"What's that? I asked inquisitively.

"It's a digital camera. It works with the computer. I can take pictures and print them out right here!"

"Cool" I replied. I was impressed by his new fangled stuff and was proud that he was smart enough to set it all up by himself.

He continued, "Here, it's all ready. I think the first picture should be of you."

"Me. Oh honey, I look a mess, don't take a picture of me now!"

He laughed. "That's what everyone says when you want to take their picture. But believe me, you never look a mess."

I smiled at him appreciatively. "That's so sweet of you to say. But how about if you wait till this afternoon to take my picture, after I've cleaned up?"

"Okay, maybe we can take some down by the ocean."

"Sure, that sounds great."

We had some lunch and then I took a shower. I remembered that William was going to take pictures of me so I picked out a white bikini to wear. I also decided to put on some make-up, something I didn't always do if we were going to be down at the ocean. And finally, to dress myself up a bit I picked out a pretty little seashell necklace of mine and fastened it around my neck.

It wasn't long before we were both ready to go down to the gazebo. William had filled a cooler and I could see that he had it and another bag containing his new camera.

"Can I help you carry anything honey?" I asked.

"No thanks, I can handle it."

We made our way to the gazebo and spread towels out and started to relax. "Are you ready to be the top model on the island?" William asked.

"Well I don't know about being the top model," I laughed, "but if you want to take my picture I guess that's okay! Didn't you say you wanted to take them down by the ocean?" He nodded yes to which I responded, "Well let me put on some lotion first before we go out into the sun."

I sat in the chaise and applied lotion to my shoulders, arms, legs, hips and mid-section. Turning to William I asked, "Can you put lotion on my back honey?"

"Sure" he replied. He sat beside me and rubbed lotion over my back. "That should take care of you."

"Thanks dear."

We strolled down to the ocean and I waited for William to get his camera ready.

"Okay, here goes" he advised me.

I struck a pose and heard the camera click.

"That should be a nice one" I heard him say.

He posed me several ways and continued to take pictures of me from different angles. After awhile he lowered the camera, looked at me and asked, "Do you mind removing your top?"

I had been expecting such a request and simply smiled at him and untied the strings to my bikini, letting the top fall away. I watched as he focused the camera and then he started taking pictures of me topless.

"Turn to your left Cynthia" he instructed. I followed his directions and he took pictures of my profile. My full breasts were exposed to the camera. I smiled at him as he took even more pictures.

"Now, lean forward, please?" He seemed a little embarrassed about asking me to assume different poses and I wanted to let him know it was okay.

"Like this dear?" As I leaned forward my breasts hung down and bounced together. Click, click, I heard the camera.

He seemed to be a little more comfortable now. I was surprised that I felt so comfortable. After all, I had never been photographed nude before. But if it's what my lover wanted I was more than glad to oblige.

There was no doubt that he was getting more comfortable when I heard his next request. "Cynthia, can you remove your bikini bottoms?"

"Sure dear." Without hesitating I untied the bottom and pulled it off. Now I stood there totally nude. I didn't really feel strange because we had been nude on the beach together before. But it was a bit different having my picture taken as I posed nude for him.

The wind was blowing my hair back slightly as William had me pose in numerous stances. He took pictures looking directly at me, pictures with me turned sideways, and finally pictures with me sitting in the sand with my legs spread. I had no qualms about the camera capturing my nude butt, tits and pussy as long as it was pleasing him.

The day went by fast and before I knew it it was dinner time. We headed back to the house and had dinner before we cleaned up. After finishing dinner I went to our bedroom to clean up. Being photographed all afternoon had been very arousing for me and I was longing for William to fuck me. I took a shower and afterwards proceeded to pick out some lingerie to wear for the evening.

Searching through my dresser I selected a light blue matching bra and panty set that I thought William would like. It held my breasts together and was so sheer that my nipples and areolas were visible through the bra, as well as my shaved pussy through the bikini style panties.

I walked down the hallway to the room where William was working with his computer. He had his back to me as he sat at the desk. I leaned forward and kissed his neck, putting my arms around him. As I did so I looked up at the screen and saw the images of me he had taken earlier in the day.

"Did they turn out okay?" I asked.

"They sure did. You looked fantastic!" Turning and looking at me he continued, "You look fantastic now!"

"Well thank you sweetie. Anytime you want to take pictures of me you just let me know."

"Okay," he replied, "how about now?"

"Now? You want to take more pictures!"

"Yeah, you look really hot in that outfit."

"Well, sure honey, if that's what you want." There was something about him wanting to photograph me that excited me. "Where do you want me to stand?"

"Let's go to the bedroom," he responded.

Together we went to the bedroom. When we got there I turned and said, "Okay, just tell me what you want me to do."

"Ok. Well first of all, just stand there by the bed and maybe raise your hands so that your wrists are pushing your tits together."

"Like this?" I tilted my body, shifting most of my weight onto one foot, and brought my lightly clenched fists up as my wrists pressed against the outer edges of my breasts.

Click...click. William didn't even need to reply. The response from his camera told me the pose was fine.

"Now, sit on the edge of the bed, okay? And maybe slip your bra straps down off your shoulders."

I followed his directions and gave him a pouty little smile as I sat on the edge of the bed and let my right leg bend to the floor while I curled my left leg up beside me onto the bed. I crossed my hands and rested them on my right knee. This made my arms press my breasts together until they looked like they were going to spill out of my bra.

"That's soooo sexy," William told me as he continued to snap pictures.

"Now stand up and slide your bra cups down under your tits."

I stood up and did as he requested, leaving my fingers hooked into the bra straps as I pulled them away from my breasts. I was beginning to get a bit amused that here I was so readily following the instructions of my son while he ordered me around.

"Okay, sit back down on the bed...please?"

I realized he was struggling to maintain his composure. His cock was swelling in his shorts, tenting them with his telltale arousal. He had me sit on the bed and spread my legs wide apart. Then he directed me to clasp my hands together between my legs and set them on the bed. This of course squeezed my breasts together and forced them outward. He focused the camera and took another shot.

He continued to direct me and take picture after picture. It wasn't long before he had me slip of my panties and pose in various positions where he photographed my newly shaved pussy. After numerous shots he seemed to hesitate as if he didn't know whether he should proceed further.

"Uh, Cynthia," he spoke, with some hesitancy. "Will you...uh...play with...uh...your pussy?"

He was nervously awaiting my reply. I simply smiled at him as my fingers slipped down to my pussy lips. "Like this, honey?"

He watched as I slowly slid my fingers up and down my smooth pussy lips. I looked him straight in the eye as I curled my middle finger into my pussy. I pulled my finger out and he could see it was gleaming with my wet juices. I smiled as I slid my finger back in and started to finger fuck myself as he watched.

Click, click, click. I could tell he was excited. But then I realized I was getting very excited myself. There was something about playing with my pussy in front of my son that was so hot. I thought to myself, "What kind of depraved woman am I? This is so naughty!"

Despite my thoughts I continued to finger my cunt. I lifted my other hand to my lips and licked my fingers. Then I started to pinch and tease one of my nipples. All the while William kept taking pictures of me.

As my body responded I started to rock my hips. I shuttered as I pushed my finger deeper into my cunt. Looking at William I could tell he was almost in a trance from watching the scene in front of him. I felt so wicked, playing with myself in front of my son, knowing that I was turning him on more and more.

I couldn't resist the taboo nature of the situation. As my fingers flicked over my clit I shuttered and gave a little jerk. I was building to a fever pitch. Out of nowhere I started to huskily taunt William. I could barely believe the words coming out of my mouth.

While looking at him dreamily I asked, "Do you like watching your mommy play with her pussy?"

"Oh god," he groaned. He was so worked up he couldn't respond any more than that.

"You know, this is the pussy from which you came," I teased him shamelessly.

"Oh fuck Mom." He couldn't take any more. He set his camera down for a moment and stripped his shorts down, releasing his swollen cock. The sight of his throbbing cock excited me even more.

"You want to put that big cock in your mommy's pussy don't you baby."

"Oh yes," he groaned again as he started to stroke his cock.

"You know what will happen if you put your big cock in me don't you baby?" Of course he knew, but he was so charged up he could hardly speak. Besides I answered the question before he had a chance anyway.

"You'll shoot a big load of baby-making cum in your mommy's pussy won't you," I teased unmercifully.

"You want to give your mommy a baby don't you?"

He couldn't do more than nod his head yes as he stroked his cock.

"You want to see your mommy's tummy swell with a baby don't you?"

"You want to see your mommy's tits get bigger as they fill with milk don't you?"

He was stroking faster and faster. I had never seen his cock so big, hard and angry looking. Plus, as I was teasing him I was fingering myself even faster, my hips rocking up higher off the bed. I couldn't take it any more when I begged, "William, fuck me, please. I have to have your cock in me. Please William, fuck me right now."

I laid back on the bed and spread my legs wide. William wasted no time as he moved to the bed and slid over me. My pussy was so slick that his cock was sliding all over it.

"Get it in me" I groaned. Not even waiting for him I gripped his cock and aimed it toward my quivering pussy. As I lifted my hips I felt his thick cock pushing into me.

"Yes, oh god yes. Fuck me. Fuck me and get me pregnant. Get your nasty mommy pregnant."

Again I was surprised at how brazen I was, but I was so hot that I had to have his cock, and I had to have his cum. I wanted him to plant his load of cum deep into my cunt.

Our bodies were slamming together. I gasped as I felt his cock plunging into my wet cunt over and over. My tits were rubbing against his chest. I spread my legs wide and reached down and gently cupped his balls, hearing him groan with pleasure as I stimulated him there. My fingers teased him under his balls and he thrust even harder.

"Give it to me honey. Give me your cum. Fill mommy's pussy....please."

William groaned and pressed forward, unable to hold back any longer. His body bucked into mine as he started shooting his potent cum deep into my cunt again. I shrieked and started to cum too. We clung together tightly, mother and son, connected together as William poured his life giving essence into my receptive cunt.

I encouraged him by saying, "That's it honey. I want your cum in me. You're my lover and I want it all." Then I repeated, "I want to have your baby...I want to have lots of your babies."

We stayed in each others arms for quite awhile as we both shuttered and jerked from little after shocks. I smiled at him and kissed him softly. He returned my kiss with a very passionate kiss.

"Wow, where did that come from?" I asked him a bit surprised.

"Its just that you were sooo hot."

"Well I hope you didn't mind the taunting and teasing."

"Yeah, it was terrible," he replied facetiously before he started to chuckle.

I held him tight as I told him, "Oh William, I do hope you get me pregnant."

He smiled as he replied, "Well, like you said, if at first we don't succeed we'll just keep trying."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

We fell asleep cuddled together with his cock still buried in my pussy.

The next day was more of the same, as were the days after that. We often had sex in the gazebo in the afternoon and I continued to model lingerie every night for William which always led to our fucking. We didn't always talk about me getting pregnant but I know it was always in the back of both of our minds.

Days turned into weeks. During that time William had become interested in boats. He often photographed sailboats and other boats as they went by in the ocean. One day he called to me as a beautiful boat went across the horizon.

"Isn't that a beauty Cynthia?"

"It's very nice," I replied. Then I continued, "Honey, you know what, you like boats so much, I think you should buy one."

"Would you go out onto the ocean with me?" he asked.

"Well of course I would!"

"To buy one we'd have to go to the city."

It was apparent that he had been giving it some thought.

"That would be fine," I responded, "Do you want me to go with you?"

"Of course, you've got to help me pick one out."

"Well I don't know anything about them, but I'd love to go with you."

Back at the house William called a marina and got some information. He then suggested that we go to the city for a few days. "The sales rep said I could look over some boats and he'd take me out in any I wanted. He even said if I picked one out he'd give me some instructions. They sounded very good. They said they'd give me all the training I needed to handle a boat in the ocean. Even though it might take several trips back there before I feel comfortable going alone."

"Whatever you think is best dear," I told him. Then I recalled something I had heard on the local radio. "William, I heard on the radio that this is spring break week. We probably won't be able to get a room at a hotel."

William replied, "I'm sure that we can get a room. I don't think we'll be staying in the same place that the college kids stay."

"Oh, are you going to treat me?" I giggled.

"You bet."

William made all of the arrangements and in a few days we were pulling up to the fanciest hotel on the island.

"Will this do?" he asked with a grin.

"Well, I suppose I could get used to it," I replied in jest.

However when we got to the lobby we encountered some problems. The clerk waved his finger at us and said, "I'm sorry, but we don't give rooms to college students."

That brought a smile to my face. Did he think I was a college student? In any case William wasn't discouraged at all.

"We're not college students," he told the clerk.

"Yeah right" was the response he got back.

"No really," William replied, "we live on the island." With that William gave him our local address.

"Well I don't know," the clerk hesitated.

William next pulled open his wallet and handed him his American Express card. "Here, check me out. We really are from the island. There won't be any room damage, but I think you'll find out that we're good for it even if there was."

As the clerk headed back to an office William muttered a bit loudly, "Jeez, what's a guy gotta do to get a room in this place? Bring his mommy with him?"

He snickered as I quickly poked him in the rib with my elbow. "William!" I exclaimed as we both started to laugh.

It wasn't long before the clerk returned and very politely said, "Let's see, you requested the penthouse didn't you?" He motioned to a bellboy and directed him, "Take this couple to the penthouse suite." He handed William his credit card which he'd obviously checked and said, "Please, enjoy yourselves and have a good time as our guest."

It didn't take us long to unpack and I soon discovered that William was anxious to get to the marina to start checking out boats. I commented on several shops as we drove and told William I wouldn't mind checking out some of the local shops while he checked on boats. He told me that a lot of what he would be talking about today would be a bit technical so that I might as well enjoy myself and do some shopping. I could take the car and come back later and pick him up.

As we pulled into the parking lot I was amazed at all the beautiful boats. "They're all so pretty. I don't know how you'll decide!"

"Yeah, it might take awhile," William replied.

We entered the shop and a man came up to greet us. When he gave his name William told him, "I talked to you on the phone the other day. I'm William, and this is my wife, Cynthia."

My heart melted. It was the first time William had introduced me as his wife. I beamed with pride and excitement as I hugged his arm. It was our first introduction to the outside world as husband and wife and William had made it feel so natural. I wanted to tell him how much I loved him for making me feel so good. Unfortunately, the sales rep took over and it was time for me to depart. As I stepped to the car the rep yelled out, "Come back in two or three hours if that's okay." I nodded that that would be fine.

When I got back into the car I was suddenly on a mission. Although I had told William that I wanted to shop, there had been something else that had caught my eye as we had driven to the marina. We had passed a drugstore. There weren't any drugstores near the little village where we lived so we went without a lot of things. So now that I had the opportunity there was one thing I wanted to see if this drugstore had—a home pregnancy test. I was two weeks overdue for my period and was fairly certain that I was pregnant. I had almost said something to William but had promised myself that I wouldn't tell him anything until I was absolutely sure. I traced the route we had taken and found the drug store we had passed. It didn't take long for me to purchase a few items and head for the hotel.

Once I was back in our room I was a nervous fit just from being so anxious. I wasn't worried that I was or wasn't pregnant I just wanted to know which was the case. I followed the instructions for the pregnancy test and waited breathlessly for the results.

A big smile crept across my face. According to the test I was pregnant! I laughed, giggled and cried tears of joy. "Oh William, I love you," I said out loud to no one but myself. "I'm going to have your baby!"

I quickly hurried to the bedside table to get the local phone book. Even though the test said I was pregnant I wanted to make absolutely sure. I had passed a health clinic on the road and I looked up their number and gave them a call. They agreed to see me tomorrow and I knew I could go by there while William was looking at boats again. My only immediate concern was that I was so giddy that I was afraid William would figure I was up to something. I had to compose myself as I headed back out of the hotel and drove back to pick up William.

Pulling into the parking lot I waved at William and the sales rep. They headed to the car and I took a deep breath and asked, "Did you find one you like?"

"I've narrowed it down to three," William replied. "I want to go out in them tomorrow."

:"Sure honey, that would be great."

I scooted over and William got behind the wheel of the car. I cuddled up to him and he seemed to sense something. "Are you okay," he asked.

I thought quick and responded, "Oh honey, it was so nice when you introduced me as your wife. You don't know how nice that made me feel."

He put his arm around me and gave me a hug responding, "Well, you are my wife." I scooted closer to him and sighed.

As we drove back to town William said, "You know, we ought to take advantage of being here. There are a lot of fun night clubs. How would you like to go partying tonight?"

"I'd love that dear." I really wanted to go, but I was also somewhat relieved that we wouldn't be alone in the hotel room where I might blurt out the news that I was now aware of.

We had dinner in the hotel restaurant and then headed back to our room to get dressed to go out. I picked out an outfit that I hoped would blend in with the college girls. I was a bit nervous that I'd be side by side with them in the night clubs. I combed my hair so that it flowed fully down off my shoulders onto my back. I unpacked a little white half sweater and put it on over a white and purple-flowered bra. The sweater had a plunging neckline that exposed quite a bit of my breasts. It buttoned up with eight buttons between my breasts, and was cropped such that most of my mid-section wasn't covered. I next slipped on a ruffled lavender skirt that was loose and bouncy. I reached for some bikini panties but had a naughty thought. I wondered what William would think if I went without wearing any panties tonight. I had heard that some college girls do that and I thought well why not? I tossed the panties aside and headed out of the bedroom.

William looked at me and whistled. "Are you ready to go? You'll definitely be the prettiest and sexiest babe there."

I strolled over to him and whispered into his ear, giggling, "Flattery will get you everywhere mister."

We drove across town to a nightclub we had heard about. There was a long line waiting to get in. We parked our car and got in line. The place was packed with college students and I wondered again if I would be able to pull this off. The line moved along steadily. There was a group of four girls in front of us and six guys behind us. I chatted a bit with the girls while William talked with the guys.

One of the girls in front of me dropped her purse and objects started falling out of it and rolling around. She grabbed her cellphone and one of her friends grabbed her keys. A bottle of nail polish that had fallen loose started rolling toward me and I bent down to pick it up. At that exact moment a gust of wind appeared from no where and blew my skirt up. My naked butt and bald pussy were exposed to the guys in line behind us. I suddenly realized what was happening and stood up abruptly. I turned back to see a beaming William. Several of the guys were giving him the thumbs up.

He moved beside me and said softly, "No panties, that's hot. I like that."

"Well I didn't mean to put on a show for the whole neighborhood!"

"No harm done. And believe me, no one was complaining."

Nonetheless I was still too embarrassed to turn around and face the guys behind me. I could only wonder what their thoughts were. However I didn't have to wait long to hear one of their comments. William had turned back to them and one of them yelled out to him, "Your girlfriend is one hot mama." If he only knew, I thought as my face turned red, if he only knew. I stifled a giggle as the door opened for us to enter the nightclub.

We found a table and took a seat to the side of the stage where the band was playing. When it was time to order drinks I asked for a soft drink. William looked puzzled and asked if I was feeling okay. I told him I was thirsty from the warm night and only wanted a soft drink. I was relieved when he simply shrugged okay. Of course he had no idea that knowing that I was likely pregnant I didn't want a drink with alcohol.

The club got wilder as the evening progressed. It wasn't long before the DJ announced that there would be a wet t-shirt contest. I laughed knowing this was something that neither William or I had ever witnessed before. My laughter turned to surprise when all of a sudden I was being recruited to be a contestant in the contest.

"I can't do that!" I told the DJ.

"Go ahead, you can do it," William encouraged me.

I looked at him a bit surprised. "Do you want me to do it?"

"Well, only if you don't mind."

I could tell that he really wanted me to do it, and the crowd was chanting for me to go on stage, so I looked at William and said, "Well if it's what you want." His nod was all the prompting I needed. I winked at him and headed to the stage to join the other participants. All the while I was thinking, "There ain't no way I should be in this contest! I don't stand a chance with these young girls."

The DJ took us all backstage to a small room and told us to remove our shirts, blouses, tank tops or whatever and to put on white t-shirts the club furnished. Being the novice I was I started to put my t-shirt on while I still had my bra on. I saw the other girls taking off their bras and was relieved to see that they hadn't realized my mistake. I quickly took off my bra and slipped on the t-shirt.

There were about twenty-five of us competing in the contest. As we headed back to the stage the DJ announced that six of us would be winners, and that each winner would win one hundred dollars.

I watched as the contest started, not quite sure what to expect. As the first girl stepped up to the DJ he took a pitcher of water and poured it over her breasts. The t-shirt was immediately transparent. The girl waved her arms above her head showing off her breasts. I guessed that she was about a 34B and knew that if size was a deciding factor that I was in the running!

One by one the girls displayed their chests to the roar of the crowd. Finally it was my turn and I took a deep breath as I stepped closer to the DJ. I got the surprise of my life when he poured the water over my breasts. It was ice cold! I gasped and shivered and the crowd roared. My large dark areolas were instantly visible under the confines of the tight white t-shirt. But more than the fact that my breasts were so easy to see that I might as well have been topless was that the cold water had an immediate affect on my nipples. They started to stiffen and poke against the material, tenting the t-shirt much more than any of the younger girls had. The crowd was screaming, cheering and whistling as I walked from one end of the stage to the other. I looked over and found William in the crowd. He was smiling, proudly I think, and gave me two thumbs up. I smiled back at him, winked, and added a little bounce to my step. Of course this caused my large breasts to bounce up and down as I walked back to my place in line.

The judging was soon done. It was based on the response from the crowd and I was picked as one of the six winners. I figured the contest was over and started to leave the stage.

"Wait a minute," the DJ commanded, "you can't leave yet."

I was a bit puzzled as he walked over to me and said, "Now the six of you need to compete in the best tits contest."

I had a puzzled look on my face as he continued, "Yeah, you all need to go topless." He turned to the crowd and yelled, "You want to see these babes topless?"

Well of course they did. I started to resist but looked over at William and could tell he was okay with it and I thought well why not, they've pretty much seen my tits anyway. Plus my girlish pride had been pleased by being referred to as a babe.

The DJ took us to the back room again and gave us some instructions. He told us we would all need to remove our t-shirts. But then he told us we would need to remove our shorts or skirts too and parade on the stage in only our panties.

"I can't," I whispered to the DJ.

"Oh sure you can honey," he responded.

"No, I really can't," I pleaded.

He stepped closer to me and asked what the problem was. I hesitated and then told him I wasn't wearing any panties. He laughed and told me I wasn't the first one to use that excuse. Then he said it would be no problem, that the bar had panties they provided for just such occasions. He opened a drawer from which he retrieved a pair of sheer thong panties and told me to put them on.

I slipped off my skirt and put on the panties. The other five girls in the competition were now ready too. They all looked so young and I was a bit afraid that I'd embarrass myself competing against them. I casually glanced at each of them as I evaluated my competition. I quickly realized that I definitely had the largest breasts in the group. A couple of the girls were probably about 34B's, perhaps two were 36C, and a petite girl there was only about a 32B. I was suddenly proud of my 38D size but then wondered if the crowd would think they were too big.

Each contestant was called out to the stage individually. I could hear the crowd cheer as each girl paraded across the stage to the admiring gazes of the crowd. I was the last one to come out and when I came out on stage I was greeted by a roar. The DJ met me at the edge of the stage with a pitcher of water. I smiled at him, knowing what to expect this time. As he had before he poured cold water over my chest as the crowd cheered even louder. I was a bit surprised when he cupped my breasts and held them as he poured the water over them, since no one but William had touched me there for a long long time. In the excitement of the moment I was unaware that the water was running down over my body and down between my legs. What I also didn't realize was that the water running over the thong panties I was wearing was making them become transparent. As I walked across the stage my shaved pussy lips were easy to see. I looked at William who was cheering as loud as anyone and smiled meekly. I guessed he really liked seeing me on display. That thought encouraged me more and I mischievously put a bigger spring into my step. This of course again caused my tits to bounce even more, which inspired even more cheers.

The DJ told us all to lineup for judging, yelling out to the crowd, "Who's got the best tits?" As I stood there all kinds of thoughts ran through my mind. First of all, I couldn't really believe that I was basically nude in front of a large group of people. As I looked over at the other girls I was competing against I had several other thoughts.

I thought, "I wonder what they would think if they knew I wasn't an 18 to 21 year old college girl but a 33 year old, a 33 year old mother as a matter of fact! How would they feel about competing against me then!"

More thoughts flickered through my head, "I wonder what they would think about me not only being a mother, but a mother who lets her son fuck her!"

But the most intriguing thought for me was, "I not only wonder what they would think if they knew they were competing against a 33 year old, that is a mother who fucks her son, but that is also pregnant with her son's baby!"

I snapped back to reality as the DJ moved to me. The applause for me left no doubt that I was the overwhelming crowd favorite and I was declared the winner. I took the five hundred dollar prize and gave it to the other girls back stage, explaining to them that I didn't need the money. Then I dressed back into my skirt and sweater and went back out to greet William.

"Congratulations Cynthia," he called out to me.

I moved closer to him and put my arms around him. "I hope you didn't mind me being up there."

"I loved it," he said, "I always said you were the sexiest woman on the island and now I have proof." He held up a certificate the DJ had given him to give to me. It read, "Cynthia, Best Tits on the Island, Spring Break Gala."

"Hmmm, I guess I'll have to frame it," I joked. We both laughed and moved to the dance floor. We start dancing to the fast beat and I couldn't help but watch William staring at my tits as they bounced under my sweater.

"Like what you see?" I teased him. He knew what I was talking about and simply nodded his head.

The music changed to a slow song and he took me in his arms. In the dim light he let his hands roam over my body.

"Mmmm...that feels good honey." I pressed to him tighter as I felt his arms slide around me and pull me tighter to him. I could feel his stiff cock against me. I slipped my hand down between us and playfully squeezed his cock. "I can't wait for you to fuck me tonight dear." For the first time I saw him blush as I realized that the young couple dancing beside us had overheard me. "Oops, sorry," I whispered.

"Don't be sorry," he admonished me, "I don't mind anyone knowing I get to fuck the sexiest women here, the woman with the best tits on the island." He held me tight and then continued, "Are you ready to go back to the hotel?"

"Ready whenever you are."

We slipped out of the nightclub and got into our car. William decided to take a route back that would hug the coast for awhile. However he didn't realize that there was a drawbridge on the route, and just as we got to it we had to stop for it to rise up.

"Sorry, I didn't have any idea this was here," he told me.

"No problem." I scooted close to him and kissed his cheek. "Perhaps we can find some way to pass the time," I giggled.

We started making out like teenagers. It didn't take long for William's hands to start roaming over my body. He slipped a hand under my sweater and played with my breasts. Then he slid a hand under my skirt and fondled my pussy.

"Mmmmm," I moaned in his ear. Then I slipped my tongue into his ear and rolled it around. I could tell that even though he was surprised by the sensation that he found it pleasurable. And now it was my turn. I unbuckled his belt, unsnapped his jeans and slid his zipper down. I reached into to grasp his cock and was surprised. Just like me he hadn't worn any underwear!

He smiled at me and said, "Two can play that game you know." He further explained, "My cock gets so hard when you dress up so sexily I don't like it being confined."

My response was to pull his cock free and slowly stroke it. "Yeah, no use in keeping this big guy bundled up," I mused. Then I bent down and licked just under the head of his cock. "Besides, he tastes so good." My mouth opened and took in the head of his cock. I slowly sucked on it, rolling my tongue all around his cock head. He leaned back in his seat and groaned as I continued giving him a blow job. My mouth slid down and took in more of his cock, my lips tight around his cock, my cheeks indented as I sucked harder.

Slowly my head bobbed up and down on William's cock. It had been awhile since I had sucked him off. Every time I had tried to recently he had insisted that I let him cum in my pussy, saying he didn't want to waste any cum. I would giggle and tell him that he had plenty of cum to go around, but he insisted that it all be deposited in my pussy since he was determined to get me pregnant. All the same, I enjoyed sucking his cock and tasting his cum and I had missed doing this. So now I was glad that he hadn't stopped me.

My head started to move up and down faster as I continued to suck him. I felt him shutter as my hand encircled his cock and started stroking it as I sucked. I pumped his cock faster and pressed my lips tighter, determined to coax a load of his cum into my waiting mouth.

I heard William say, "Someone's watching."

I paused briefly and said, "What?"

"Someone's watching. The man in the control tower is watching."

"It's okay," I mumbled as I returned to sucking his cock. I stroked and sucked, faster and faster, humming on his cock as I sucked.

"Oh fuck," he moaned, "I can't hold back. Oh fuck." He thrusts his hips upward and suddenly started shooting streams of warm cum into my mouth. I was determined to accept it all, swallowing each spurt that shot into my mouth. All the while he was cumming I kept sucking and stroking his cock. I loved the feel of his body jerking and twitching, knowing I was giving him much pleasure.

I finally pulled away and sat up beside him. "Did you like that honey? I certainly did."

"It was great," he replied, "but I'm so sorry to have wasted it."

"Wasted it? What do you mean?"

"Well you know. I've only cum in your pussy lately, trying to get you pregnant. I'm sorry I couldn't hold out. It's just that it felt sooo good."

I was touched that he felt so guilty. "You didn't waste it honey," I softly told him.

He didn't pick up on my comment and responded, "Well it's just that even though I enjoyed that so much I had told myself I would only cum in your pussy until I knew you were pregnant."

Now it was me who felt guilty and I knew I had a decision to make. Despite the promise I had made to myself to not say anything to him until I was absolutely sure I was pregnant I didn't want him to be upset with himself. I looked straight at him and repeated, "You didn't waste it."

"What do you mean?" He still hadn't figured out what I meant.

I took hold of both of his hands and grinned, telling him, "William, I'm pregnant." It took a moment for it to sink in. He just looked at me for a few seconds. Perhaps he was a bit startled, perhaps it was in disbelief. Then I could see it register in his eyes, and a big smile came upon his face. He realized he had done it, he had gotten his mother pregnant.

"You're pregnant?" he exclaimed.

"Yes dear. I just found out today." I proceeded to tell him about taking the home pregnancy test. "It should be accurate, but just to make sure I have an appointment tomorrow. I wasn't going to tell you until after a doctor confirmed it. But there's no doubt in my mind that I'm pregnant. And you're going to be a daddy!"

I squeezed his hands and we simply stared and smiled at each other. We were in our own world, lost to the world around us. That is until horns started honking behind us. We hadn't even noticed that the bridge had lowered and traffic could move again. I leaned my head against his shoulder as William resumed driving through the city.

"Pregnant," he bristled, "I'm going to be a dad. And you're going to be a mom—again!" I giggled and smiled up at him as he sped back to the hotel.

When we got back to the hotel William held my hand as we headed up to the elevator. Once inside it he pulled me to him and kissed me deeply. "I love you. You are already the best mom in the world and you're going to be the best again."

I melted into his embrace, wanting him to hold me forever. When the elevator reached the penthouse and the door opened William suddenly scooped me up and carried me into our room. I felt like a bride being carried over the threshold. He had to make a trip to the bathroom—too much beer I teased him—and I walked out to the balcony that looked out over the city.

William soon returned and stepped up behind me. His arms encircled me and held me. I could have stayed in his embrace all night. I was enjoying the little kisses he was planting on my head, ear, cheek and neck. His hands gently stroked my shoulders and arms, finally encircling me. His hand slid over my still flat stomach and I grinned, knowing what he was doing.

"You can't tell anything yet," I told him, "it's too soon. But it won't be all that long before I start to show. Will you still think I'm sexy when my tummy starts to swell?"

His hands massaged my belly as he responded, "I'm sure you'll be the sexiest pregnant lady on the island."

As we giggled I felt William slide one hand up under my sweater. He began to fondle my breast, squeezing it, cupping it, lifting it and holding it.

"They'll get bigger too, and heavier also," I told him.

He didn't say a thing but just continued to play with my breasts. Finding a nipple he pinched it and pulled on it, making it grow even stiffer. I ground my butt against him and was surprised when he stepped back. However I immediately heard his zipper being opened. I still didn't have any panties on and soon I felt William lifting my skirt up over my ass and I felt his cock behind me. I grabbed hold of the railing on the balcony and spread my legs apart. My eyes closed as I felt William's cock rubbing against my wet pussy lips. I smiled to myself, knowing he was hard again, and wickedly thinking that every 33 year old woman should be fortunate to have a virile 18 year old stud to service her.

I moaned softly as William eased the tip of his cock into my pussy. I loved the feel of his thick cock stretching my pussy open and I moaned softly as he pushed in deeper. His hands gripped my waist tighter and he thrust his cock deep into me.

"Oh baby it feels so good." I sighed as his cock filled my cunt. It was right where it belonged, right where I wanted it to be. He started to slowly fuck me with long deep strokes. I pushed back as William thrust his cock forward, driving it even deeper into my cunt.

"How does it feel to fuck a pregnant pussy?" I teased. I surprised myself at how wickedly nasty I could now sometimes be. I was sure it was a result of having missed so many years of sex. Now I wanted to make up for every moment I had missed, and I had the perfect person to do it with. I knew that I would always let William fuck me whenever, wherever and however he wanted.

"It feels fucking good," he replied as he picked up the pace. "But...."

"But what," I asked?

"But it looks like I'm going to be wasting it after all," he laughed.

As I ground my pussy back onto his cock I replied, "Well I wouldn't call this wasting it. You're just keeping my pussy satisfied and happy."

William started thrusting faster. He reached around and began rubbing my clit. I groaned and felt my cunt start to squeeze his cock.

"Yes, yes, yes," I hissed as my cunt eagerly accepted his cock plunging faster and deeper into it. His finger started rubbing over my clit in circular motions. "Oh god," I moaned, "I'm going to cum."

William was close too. He started slamming his cock into me as my orgasm hit. My cunt muscles clenched his cock and he groaned as he started cumming into me. I wiggled my ass as his cock kept filling me. The sperm he was shooting deep into my cunt would once again race to find a waiting egg. But this time they would be too late. The deed had already been done. I was pregnant with my son's baby.