Yes

"Your... I'm... What?", he looked at me, then down to his hand on my stomach. Then back to me. "Shit!". It was hard to tell what he was thinking. But I guessed he was going through pretty much the same thing I had dealt with the past few days. He got up and started pacing nervously. "Tell me what your thinking," I asked him. "I'm... I mean... What are you thinking?" he shot back. "It's... I'm not going to tell you..." "JACKSON!" He stopped pacing. "We need to talk about this together. It's our baby. And for there to be any talk you need to start with telling me what you would like us to do?" I probably sounded a little angrier than I was intending but at least I got his attention.

"Wear gonna have to get married," he said. "What?" I said. "I'm not gonna be one of those deadbeat losers that run away. I'm doing the right thing, and make an honest woman out of you". He was leaps and bounds ahead of me in his thinking. I had really been asking if he wanted us to keep it, but for him not keeping apparently wasn't even an option. As my somewhat stunned brain caught up, I felt relieved. He wasn't running away. He wasn't asking me to get rid of it. He was planning for our future together.

He sat back down and pulled me in close. "Trixy, I really love you. The past months have been so good. I thought about you every day of my trip and missed you more and more each day." He fumbled around in our stuff like he was looking for something, then not finding it he gave up. "I know this is a lot sooner than any of us though, and I obviously didn't have a chance to plan anything, but..." He cleared his throat. "Trixy Singer... Will you marry me?"

Stupid Jackson, with his stupid cute eyes and hair. Why was he always so perfect. Tears streamed down my face. We were 18 years old, still living at home, and in 8 months would have a baby, and he wants to marry me. "Yes," I cried. I was so happy. The kind of happiness that only Jackson could give me. Trouble seemed to melt away. I leaned in and kissed him. His strong arms held me tight. We just laid there in the grass kissing, making out. I felt his cock rub up against my thigh and became aware of how wet I was getting. God, I wanted him so badly. I had spent two months touching myself almost every night, thinking about Jackson and his cock inside of me every time. "Wait," I said as I pulled out my phone. Quickly I texted Tyler. "You guys have fun, and stay AWAY! I'll text you when you can come back."

"There, now we will be alone for a while," I said as I grabbed him and went in for another kiss. I reached down and stroked his cock through his pants. "Mmmm" he moaned. I thought back to the last time and decided it was best to get to the main act sooner rather than later. I unbuttoned my pants and started to take them off. Jackson helped and as soon as they were of me I pushed him down in the grass and sat on top of him. He was fumbling with his belt buckle and after a lot more kissing, he finally managed to get it open. He pulled his pants down to his knees, and as soon as he pulled his cock out from his boxers I was on him. I took charge, reached down, and guided his rock-hard cock to my soaked pussy. "Mmmmm," he let out a deep sigh and moan as I lowered myself onto him. Oh my god, it was good. Every inch of his considerably large cock was rubbing up against my insides. Sparks of pleasure were flying through me. This was a million times better than when I did it. I started gyrating and rocking my hips, letting his cock slide gently in and out. "Mmmm, oh my god! I'm gonna come, Jackson!" This time it was I who didn't last. I picked up my pace, and with every thrust more and more sparks were flying. My legs gave away under my weight, and I was pressed up against him, locked in a passionate kiss. I felt him lift me slightly, and he started thrusting me from below. "Oh, yes yes YES YES!!!" I was screaming as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure surged through me. His moan got louder, and pretty soon his breath was faster. "Ohhh mm oh, Im gonna cum Trixy," he announced. "Yes, mmm yes cum inside me, I want you inside me!", I cried. "You sure?" "Yes, do it! Cum inside me! Fill me up!" With that, I could not hold it any longer, and I felt his cock twitching, and hot jets of cum filled me. I was so close to cumming again. I pushed myself up, his cock filling me all the way. I reached down and rubbed myself frantically while bouncing up and down slightly on him. It didn't take long before I felt it again. My pussy was clamping down around his cock, and I was milking every last drop of his cum into me as I came hard all over him.

I just collapsed down onto him. We just lay there, panting sweaty up against each other. Eventually, he reached down and pulled his cock out. I felt his cum flowing out of me, and back onto him. I rolled over, in the grass. "Holy fuck that was good," he said. "I told you it would be better next time," I said. He chuckled. I heard voices coming from down the lake, I looked up and could bearly make out what must be Tyler and Wendy coming back up the hill. "Shit, Tyler, and Wendys coming," I said. I found my clothes and was struggling to put my pants back on when they reached us.

"Heeeeyy... Don't you read texts?" I said as I tried to look like I did not just have sex, while simultaneously buttoning my pants, and straightening out my top. I was obviously failing at that because Tyler looked uncomfortable, and Wendy just gave me a knowing wink. "Left my phone in the car," Tyler said. "So did you guys have a good chat?" Wendy asked. Jackson looked at me, clearly for guidance as to what he should say. "They know," I said. "Oh my god! Tyler! Im gonna be a dad!" he shouted. A big stupid grin on his face. "Congratulations," said Tyler shaking his hand.