My Sweet Canadian Girl Ch. 14

I asked Cassie what she wanted to do for the rest of the night once we reached our rental car. She let her hand on my crotch tell me all I needed to know. As I drove back to the hotel she provoked me nearly to the point of distraction. Her hand pawed at the erection in my shorts almost constantly. Whenever she wasn't groping my cock, she was lifting her shirt to expose her sexy abdomen barely leaving her breasts covered as she did so. She'd lean over brazenly letting me peer down her top too. Even though her breasts remained hidden inside her bra, the view down into her cleavage made me groan with desire for her.

When we got back to the hotel, she gave me a kiss and hurried inside laughing. She knew I'd need to sit in the car until my erection faded unless I wanted to embarrass myself with a painfully obvious bulge in my shorts. It gave her a head start of a few minutes as I waited until my erection subsided before racing after her. There was an elevator waiting for me on the ground floor but it still felt like it took an eternity to get to our floor. I ran down the hallway and fiddled with the access card until the door finally opened to let me inside.

I burst into the room kicking the door closed behind me. She was on the bed wearing a pastel pink bra and panty set accented with black trim. The bored look on her face that seemed to say what took you so long must have taken some effort to maintain because I knew she was as eager to make love as I was. Being with Cassie had taught me how to get undressed faster than I would have thought possible when I was single. The erection I'd had impatiently waited to subside came roaring back even faster than I could strip naked. I paused at the foot of the bed for just a moment to let my appreciation for her sexy body show.

The lingerie she wore seemed like such a waste. That's not to say she didn't look fantastic in it, but I felt bad because I knew how much effort she put into buying clothes. She would have carefully browsed the store before trying on a bunch of outfits. With something like this that was meant for my eyes only, she would have asked herself what ones I'd like best before making her final decision on what to buy. I decided that after all that effort; I would make sure she got some immediate use out of it. Ignoring the strong impulse to dive onto the bed, tear the remainder of her clothes off, and have my way with her, I climbed onto the foot of the bed and crawled towards her as slowly as I could force myself.

Looking into her eyes that practically screamed fuck me made it more difficult to pace myself until I focused elsewhere. Her legs eagerly parted as I approached creating an enticing V shaped area on the bed to accommodate me. Veering to her right side, I kissed the top of her foot and felt my lips tingle in appreciation over touching something so soft. She knew my game now, even if she didn't know the reason behind it, and showed her approval by stroking my face with light caresses of her left foot. I began moving higher focusing my attention on her right leg even though I tried to convince myself that the other one was just as deserving. Conscious of my late evening stubble the whole time, I avoided scraping her supple skin with it. A few spare kisses found their way onto her left leg but the vast majority brought me closer and closer to the scar on her right knee, a special place for a kiss in both our hearts.

When my lips first touched the scar on her knee I could feel her legs flex around me. At that moment I caught the scent of her wet pussy. It was as if my simple kiss that reminded us of the trust she was willing to place in me when I was still practically a stranger had triggered the flow of her juices. With my tongue extended, I gently traced the four-inch scar leaving it wet and glistening. She writhed under me, craving my attention elsewhere while at the same time reveling in what was already happening. With both hands I caressed her thigh, drifting higher and higher until I touched her silk panties and quickly backed away. Cassie reached down to touch my face and when I glanced up I knew exactly what she wanted.

Skipping the rest of her luscious body, I let her wrap her legs around me and pressed my lips against hers. Her arms found their familiar place around my neck squeezing me tightly as her tongue probed boldly into my mouth. My cock was trapped between our bodies, the heat from her feverish skin soaking into it from below. As she writhed beneath me it came in contact with the cool metal of her navel piercing, which made me groan in lust for her as I pictured it nestled in the middle of her sexy abdomen. Her hard pebble like nipples dug into my chest through her bra as her tight hug pulled me down onto her until they were squeezed flat. Our first drawn out kiss ended but only long enough for her to draw a deep gasping breath. She hooked her right leg around me letting the soft skin of her calf stroke the back of my thigh as we kissed. Each time my cock throbbed I could feel her tremble in my arms in anticipation of taking it inside her body.

I became worried that I might lose control and cum on her midriff. The embarrassment of such an accident was something we could have shared a laugh about but the wasted sperm wasn't. As far as we knew she wasn't pregnant yet and until she was I needed to keep cumming inside her. I rolled to her left side and rested on my hip with my cock pointing straight across her body like an unyielding piece of steel. She grasped it right away stroking it quickly until my hand on her wrist warned her of the danger. Slipping my fingers inside the leg of her panties, I pried them to one side leaving her wet pink lips pursed and waiting for my cock.

Kneeling between her legs, I took my painfully hard cock in hand pushed down until the head was nestled in the entrance. She planted her feet on the bed and lifted her hips to ease another inch or two inside her waiting for me to have my way with her. The suddenness of my first thrust took her by surprise but her gasps of pleasure quickly caught up with what was happening to her. Cassie's pussy was so wet that it felt like the only way my cock would fit inside was by forcing enough juices out of her body to make room to accommodate it. While that wasn't exactly the case, the loud wet sounds our coupling made told me how drenched she was. I held onto her panties with both hands as we fucked, one keeping the leg hole pulled the side and the other hanging onto the waistband. The handholds I used to pull myself into her forcefully as I watched her face for signs of discomfort. I didn't see any, just her desire for me to keep fucking her hard and fast.

The longer I fucked her, the more aggressive I became. Her expression of surprised satisfaction spurred me on as I drove my cock inside her. Given my warning touch when she had begun stroking me earlier, my staying power once I started to fuck her was unexpected. I couldn't explain it either but as long as my cock stayed hard I knew what to do with it. The bed creaked under us with each powerful thrust and I grunted in pleasure when my cock bottomed out with my balls slapping her ass. Cassie's face grew flush during our passionate love making as beads of sweat sprouted on both of us. The red color on her cheeks spread to her neck and then her upper chest reaching all the way to the exposed tops of her breasts. I dipped my neck taste the saltiness of her perspiring skin, licking all the way down to her bra.

Cassie moaned at me to fuck her harder when my pace slowed to taste her skin. Her eyes burned bright and blue as her mouth hung open in anticipation of another stab of my cock. I thought she was about to draw me into another tight hug but her hands stopped on my shoulders squeezing hard as I brought her to very brink of bliss. Holding her breath and biting her lip she waited for an explosion of pleasure inside her. My own explosion came moments later triggering her sexual release as our lovemaking reached its crescendo at last. I felt my cum spurting inside and watched her lips twist into a smile even as she was shrieking in pleasure. With each blast I drove my cock inside wanting my sperm to reach as far as it possibly could. Once I stopped cumming, I withdrew my cock from her slick pussy and lay on my back breathing hard. I reached down and straightened her panties, rubbing her now covered lips.

"Is that supposed to help me get pregnant?" she asked with a soft giggle.

"I know it won't but at least this way I feel like I'm doing something that might make a difference," I said with a blushing shrug.

"You are doing something," she said kissing me on the lips. "You're cumming inside me every chance you get. I can see how much you want a baby every single time you have an orgasm."

"Wanting a baby won't give us one though," I said.

"You can't start worrying like this already my love," she said pillowing her head on my chest. "What did your book tell you about getting pregnant?"

"That it can take some time even if we're both perfectly normal," I said.

"Then why worry when it's only been a few days yet?" she asked.

"Because you're not a normal woman, you're perfect in every way. You were put on this earth to raise a house full of the sweetest children imaginable. If we have a problem, I know it will be because of me," I said revealing my fears to her.

"I could be pregnant right now for all we know. Even if I'm not, couples as young as we are shouldn't even be talking about infertility until we've been trying unsuccessfully for a year," she soothing me with her soft touch.

"My book didn't mention that," I explained.

"One book can't teach you everything you need to know about making a baby and becoming a father for the first time but I can," she said. "I know what will make you feel better," she said sitting up suddenly.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Screwing me all night and cumming inside my pussy again and again," she said slipping her bra off as she grinned at me.

We made love late into the night. Cassie was completely right about everything of course. It was pointless for me to be worrying already and making love to her made me feel a whole lot better. I wasn't really worried that we didn't have news she was pregnant yet after just a few days of trying. This was something I'd been worrying about since I knew she was the woman I wanted to have children with. She told me there was no reason for concern in the first year and though I trusted what she said, I knew I'd be a nervous wreck long before we reached a full year. For all we knew, she might have been pregnant already and that was a thought far more comforting than the prospect of visiting an infertility specialist a year from now.

The next morning we slept in late. I woke up and found my beautiful wife sleeping peacefully in my arms. She looked angelic and the way her body moved with each soft breath made me tingle. Rather than waking her from her undoubtedly sweet dreams, I shut my eyes and waited for the sandman to take me again. I must have drifted back to sleep because the next thing I remember is her hopping on top of me with a kiss. Her eyes were apologetic for a moment until she saw how happy I was to be woken up by her. Cassie was still naked from last night and she ground her already wet pussy into my thigh let me know she was ready for sex. It took just a few moments of stroking in her gentle hand and I was ready too. She sat on my lap riding me slowly, stopping for kisses often letting me hold her in my arms as she draped her arms around my neck. When I finally came, she wrapped her legs around me too as if trying to squeeze every drop of sperm out of my body and into hers.

After showering together we got dressed for a day at the beach. Cassie had packed plenty of sexy swimwear for our honeymoon, some of it brand new. To call it swimwear might have been a stretch for the first few outfits she modeled for me though. The way my eyes bugged out at the skimpy bikinis made her put them aside in a pile she had suddenly decided were for my eyes only. The remaining suits she tried on still showed off her beautiful body in vivid detail but she could actually swim in them without worrying about certain parts coming right out of the suit. She looked fantastic in all of them making the decision on which she'd wear a difficult one. I was supposed to pick the one I liked best but it was an impossible decision. Rather than waste any more of our day she warned me she'd wear the current one, an electric blue and bright yellow one that stretched tightly across her chest and taut ass, unless I said otherwise. It was fine with me so she donned a turquoise sundress over top and yanked the towel from around my waist ready to dress me.

Picking my clothes went much faster and in no time I was ready to go in a pair of blue surfer shorts and a polo shirt that I didn't bother to button. Cassie had a large tote bag that she filled with everything we needed for our day at the beach. I'm convinced the only reason she chose the bright pink color she did was because she knew I'd be hesitant to carry it. We were about to leave our room when I ran back for my Dodgers cap to keep the bright sun out of my eyes.

Rather than eating at the hotel we went for a walk in the area until we found a cafe where we ate a late breakfast. Over breakfast I stayed mostly silent as I listened to her talk excitedly while flipping through our guidebook. Even though we had chosen our honeymoon destination together, a part of me was concerned that maybe she would have secretly preferred to go elsewhere. Getting to spend an hour up close and personal with the koalas was a once in a lifetime experience she'd cherish forever. It was easy to see how much she was looking forward to the rest of our trip too. When she set down her empty teacup I asked her if she was ready to leave and she practically leaped out of her seat and grabbed my hand. I barely had enough time to throw down enough money to pay for our food before she pulled me away.

We made our way back our rental car at the hotel immediately and with Cassie giving me directions as I drove we found our way to the beach. Cassie slung her pink girlie bag over her shoulder and smiled at me as she reached for my hand. We chose a spot to spread our beach blanket quickly and not surprisingly Cassie chose a place with lots of children around. At first we just sat in the middle of the blanket watching the kids around us laugh and play our hearts beating with excitement as we dreamed of having our own. I saw her movement out of the corner of my eye and turned to watch her take off her dress. Though she was wearing a bikini underneath it still felt like she was exposing herself to the world for a moment. Once she'd put her dress in her bag to keep from getting sand in it she turned to me and grasped the hem of my shirt lifting it over my head.

Having grown up in southern California where I spent countless days on the beach I tanned easily and kept my color for a long time. Cassie skin was the same, though a few years of covering up to hide her scarred knee had left her looking pale compared to me. To keep from burning she began slathering suntan lotion that smelled of coconuts all over her exposed skin. She started with her arms and let her eyes shift to her legs when she noticed me watching with a fixed gaze. I was happy to help and squirted a thin line of it down each of her legs before rubbing it in with a gentle touch. If we had any privacy on the beach I would have fucked her right there and then but as it was I hid my erection the best I could and promised myself to fuck her silly that night.

Once her front was coated in a glistening layer of lotion she knelt behind me and began rubbing it on my back as I did my front. She seemed to particularly like rubbing it into my broad shoulders and pressed herself tight against me to let her hands slide down over my chest. The erection I was trying to hide throbbed when I felt her breasts pressing against my back. Seemingly sensing my blue balled state, she stopped before the situation became desperate and laid face down asking me to rub lotion on her back. I started with her legs and watched in disbelief as she untied her bikini to avoid tan lines on her back. Her breasts were completely hidden but from the side I could see them bulging and knowing them in intimate detail, my mind automatically filled in the rest.

I settled down next to her and took off my cap to lie face up letting the sun rays kiss my face. Squinting I looked over at my wife and saw that she had her eyes closed. Unsure if she was asleep, I closed my own eyes but vowed to stay awake to watch over her. The sounds of the children playing around us were welcomed but at the same time it made me think about Cassie getting pregnant. No matter how hard I tried to convince myself there was nothing to worry about I couldn't help thinking about it. It was last thing our lives needed to be complete and if for any reason we ran into problems conceiving, I knew it would be my fault. There was no reason to suspect I had fertility issues but my sweet Canadian girl was destined to be a great mother. I simply couldn't see her being the source of any problems we encountered.

The more I thought about it the worse I felt until I sat up to stare out at the waves. At first I was no better off and then I spotted the group of people on their surfboards. Watching them cut across waves brought back fond memories of following Cassie down the hill on our snowboards trying desperately to keep up. I must have watched them for an hour or more, itching to get out and try it myself but never for a second did I consider leaving her side. It looked like it would be fun and we had plans to try it later this week. I couldn't wait to get out there on a surfboard with Cassie and let her make me look bad again.

I saw her moving again before I heard anything. Glancing over I watched her deftly tie her bikini before sitting up. She followed my eyes when they drifted back to the surfers and sat close to me placing a soft kiss on my cheek. As we watched them together, Cassie put fresh suntan lotion on. By the time she was ready to lie back down our plans for the following day were to come down to the beach early and find somewhere that rented boards and gave lessons. I smiled when she mentioned the lessons knowing she probably wouldn't need them but that she'd take them for my benefit.

After a few more hours of lying in the sun Cassie became restless. I think it was the sounds of children all around us that triggered her instinct to play. One moment she was lying on her back so peacefully that I thought she'd fallen asleep, the next she bolted upright and asked me if I wanted to go for a swim. She was racing towards the water before I had a chance to respond but my longer strides let me catch her at the edge of the surf. I grabbed onto her hand and joined in her laughter as the first wave washed over our feet.

The water wasn't cold by any means but it was cooler than the air and enough to make Cassie shriek in surprise as we barreled into deeper water. We'd gone swimming a few times in Vancouver after our first trip to LA together and I always looked forward to it. Even though she'd spent a few years avoiding the water Cassie remained a graceful swimmer. The fact that she looked so fantastic in her wet bikini did hurt either of course. I'd been swimming on beaches all my life and she'd learned to swim in the lake behind her parent's house when she was a young girl. While her stokes looked effortless as her slender body cut through the waves, I propelled my much larger frame along by kicking my legs and churning my arms in front of me.

Within a few minutes we grew accustomed to the water. We enjoyed a more leisurely swim as we watched the children frolicking in the water under the watchful eyes of their loving parents. Cassie turned to me at one point and asked if I had any idea where our belongings were. She smiled with relief when I told her I knew exactly where we had left them based on some of the landmarks just beyond the sand line. Rather than one of us taking the lead we swam side by side though she was on the shore side and when she angled towards the beach I naturally followed. I was about to tell her our place was in the opposite direction when I spotted the surfers we were approaching and followed silently.