.
Olivia
.
I feel a little relieved to know that Charles is fine with compromising on something that he wanted his dream girl to do for him; give him a baby of his own who will be a reflection of him in every possible way. Even though any child can be taught the way that they ought to carry forward the traditions and the legacy.
That is completely dependent on how the parents teach them their ways of life which should not be imposed on them at all. It should just be shown to them, and they should be given the leverage to decide how they want to go about it. If the parents practise what they preach, sooner or later the child will also follow their footsteps.
Parents play the most important role in shaping the way a child’s mindset develops because no matter the bad influence in their lives, but they will always remain on the right path and not get distracted if a strong foundation is laid by the parents. And that happens at home. Teachers also play a crucial role in their development, but the other students in school can still cause a hindrance.
Never has the thought of adopting a baby ever been a problem to me because I am an orphan and was raised in an orphanage. As kids, all of us in the orphanage would also hope to get a family some day, but that good luck came only to a few of them. Maybe because they looked cuter than the rest, or maybe because they were the smartest of the lot.
As a kid, I wanted to adopt a baby because I knew the feeling an orphan gets, and I also wanted to have one of my own. Never have I ever mentioned anything about adoption, but yes, I did tell stories from my childhood I had at the orphanage to Charles when he wanted to know things I did as a child because we were talking about stupid things we both did as kids.
So happy to know that Charles is thinking of adoption and is not giving any importance to any other means of having a child. Every time that he behaves like this, it is still unbelievable even after all these years for a guy like him to be so much in love with a girl like me.
Seeing anybody else carrying his child would have shattered my heart from within, and my smile wouldn’t have shown it at all. Now that he has put me in the spot of answering the question which he has asked me, I stop crying almost instantly.
After I am done wiping my tears, I look at him, and I answer, “I agree with adoption because I have always wanted to be adopted when I was a child.”
“Besides, I couldn’t ever see someone else carrying your baby,” I add on and start crying in the middle of the sentence for him to know that I was only saying it to see if he really wants to have a child of his own or will he compromise on that wish of his.
Even the child we adopt will be our own, but in case he wants to have a biological child, then that would mean surrogacy. Or the worst would be if he wanted to get another girl to be with him to bear his child. But I am glad that he chose to be loyal to me despite the fact that I am incapable of completing a family for him and giving him what he has always wanted.
Hearing me answer his question, he hugs me tight, and we step out of the bathroom to get dressed for the night and tuck ourselves in bed after we have a light dinner. We cuddle in bed for some time and then all of a sudden, he starts going down on me. I try to stop him and pull him back up, assuming that traveling must have tired him but in vain.
Very gently he pulls down my lowers and brings his face closer to my pussy. His nose is right above my clitoris, and as he breathes out on it, it turns me the fuck on. I place my hands on his head with my fingers running through his hair and pull him even closer for him to put his damn tongue out and start the play only because I cannot take the wait anymore.
I fail to understand how he does this to me and makes me so horny in front of him. He just satisfied me in the bathroom before we took a shower, and after dinner I am longing for him one more time. He licks my clitoris at one go, and that is followed by him sucking it and rubbing his tongue on it while it is still in his mouth.
It gets me on fire when he takes turns at nibbling it as well. And when he licks the whole of my pussy from my twat to the clit, I am unable to control myself, and I want to be fucked one more time. I want his mighty cock penetrating me yet again.
But because I will not be able to push him from down there as I do not hold that power, I say, “Please come here, I want your cock,” as I signal him to lie down on the bed on the other side as I want to take the lead now.
He smirks at me and follows my command. I get on top of him and start pulling down his lowers. I bend down as I hold his cock in my hand and stuff it in my mouth to make it slimy and hard enough for it to penetrate me with ease.
Once it is fully erect, I bring my pussy on top of it and slowly sit down, taking it in me. I see Charles loving the feel of it as he rolls his eyes back and closes them in pleasure. I start to ride him but begin very slowly for him to crave me more.
And as I start going faster, it takes a long time for him and I to come because we already came a few hours ago. But that makes me continue to ride him at the same pace. As his cock touches my cervix, my eyes close to live in the feel of it for the fraction of a second it stays there before I bounce back on it in order to continually be at the same peak of pleasure.
As my boobs bounce up and down with me, he lifts his hands to hold them. He places his hands on my boobs and squeezes them softly enough to make me moan louder. His fingers reach out to my nipples, and as he starts to twist them with two of his fingers, the rest of his hand supports my boobs. He was looking at me with his piercing eyes as he was playing with them fondly.
After quite many strokes like that, I feel as if I am about to come, and my pussy contracts to hold his tower of pleasure as tight as it could. At that very moment, while I am releasing my juices, I also feel Charles nutting in me. His cock also hardens as it releases the nectar in me. And the look on his face makes me feel good about myself.
He fills up my twat with his come and together with mine it starts to drip on him. It was amazing that together we reached the height of sexual arousal at the same time and shared the moment of coming. Moments like these are always the best. It is still unbelievable for me the way my life turned; it has proven to me that anything in life is possible.
We clean ourselves and get in bed to sleep and wake up to a brighter Sunday as we have decided to go to the orphanage that I spent my childhood in and adopt the first child that happens to cross our path on the playground because choosing among them would be difficult as all of them are the children of God.
Which is why we decide to let fate play its role in giving us a child and have a new beginning of our life as parents.