Making passionate love as newlyweds.

"God, it suddenly it feels like my wedding night," I chuckled.

"What do you mean?" Catherine asked with a puzzled look on her gorgeous face.

"Even though Sam and I had sex before we got married it was still anxious for both of us when we made love for the first time as husband and wife," I explained as I pushed myself up so I knelt between her outspread thighs.

"Yeah, I completely understand," she nodded, reflecting back on her own wedding night. She sighed when I guess she eventually thought about her failed marriage and looked up me with longing eyes. "I know I just asked you to make love to me but..." She paused and bit her lower lip.

"But what"

"...could we pretend we are married so it doesn't feel so awkward knowing that you're Sam's husband?" Catherine asked, wiping a tear from her eye. "At least for tonight, please?"

I had only knew Catherine as a strong, independent business woman who got things done for her clients so I had never encountered the softer, **** side of her like right there and then. I smiled at her, "I would be honored to, Catherine."

"Thank you," she smiled back but then had a look of confusion when she saw me take off my wedding band. "What are you doing?"

"Will you marry me, Catherine Holmes?" I asked, slipping my ring on her finger.

She giggled at the sight of the thick ring dangling loosely around her slender finger. "Yes!"

"So should I call you now Mrs. Catherine Hunt?" I asked

"Cat is just fine."

"Yes, your pussy is fine indeed!" I chuckled as I ran the length of my shaft along her wet slit.

She groaned (I wasn't sure if it was at my lame joke or my dick rubbing against her clit). "Make love to me, Michael..."

I nodded and held my cock in my hand to guide its tip to her snatch. She propped herself up on her elbows so both of us could watch my cockhead slip past her pussy lips and her cunt slowly engulf my thick veiny shaft until my balls touched her ass cheeks.

"I love you, Michael," she whispered, locking her eyes with mine as she craned her long neck to kiss me.

I gently fell on top of her and we passionately kissed, as if we were actually a newly married bride and groom, while the full length of my cock was deeply embedded inside her heavenly carnal tunnel. She moaned in my mouth as I slowly moved my hips back and forth. Eventually I broke our kiss, much to her disappointment, so I could push myself up so I could watch her climax.

"God, you're gorgeous," I grunted, noting how beautiful she was (Sam was beautiful too, as were all of her friends).

"Thank you, Michael," she blushed with a shy smile.

I continued stroking in and out of her hot, tight cunt a steady pace for several minutes until I could feel her pussy start to spasm. I paused thrusting long enough to enjoy the magnificent sensation of her pussy muscles **** my shaft while she came beneath me with loud cries of ecstasy. When her orgasm finally subsided, Catherine looked up at me with tired eyes and smiled, "That was amazing, Michael, but..."

"But...?" I wondered.

"... I want you to fuck me harder until you cum," she grinned.

So I did.

I repositioned her long legs so her knees were against the side of her tits and I rested my hands on the underside of her thighs. Without mercy I hammered away at her hapless pussy with the sounds of my balls loudly slapping against her ass cheeks almost drowned out her moans. I looked down on her beautiful face contorted with pleasure and her ample tits violently jiggling with each hard jab of my dick her pussy absorbed. It didn't take as long that time for her to cum again but I gave her much more time to savor her orgasm because I had paused long enough to hook her legs over my shoulders before I resumed fucking her. I had leaned forward to raise her ass up to give me a better angle to sink my cock even deeper into her cunt.

"OH GOD!" Catherine repeated in my ear while I brought her from one orgasm to the next.

I knew we were supposed to make passionately love to try to conceive but my lizard brain was in full control of my body at the moment and I was consumed in animalistic rut. I wanted to fuck her for hours and since I had lost all sense of the passage of time for all I knew I did, however, eventually I hit the wall and I had to release. I grunted against her long neck and my cock spewed thick gobs of semen into her womb. My hips kept pumping until I felt the last spurt.

"Oh my God," Catherine sighed with a big satisfied grin. "I love you, Michael."

"I love you too, Cat," I replied as I unhooked her legs from my shoulders so we could untangle her bodies to cuddle in the afterglow of the long, hard fuck.

We kissed while her pussy massaged my semi-hard cock for a couple minutes before I finally pushed myself off of her. She scooped up and reinserted any precious spunk leaking from her snatch. We laid back on the bed, with Catherine snuggled against me, to catch our breath and chitchatted. We laughed when we noted it was odd that we had sex before getting to know each other while pretending to be a newlywed couple trying to conceive. Catherine relayed her life as a model starting as a teenager and meeting her now ex-husband in Paris. She realized now how naive she was to fall for an older man and seemingly ignored the clues of his infidelity during their marriage. I revealed to her (after she promised not to tell anyone) that Sam and I were swingers before we settled down and tried to get pregnant — despite having multiple partners we loved only each other.

"What about now?" Catherine asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You having sex with all of her friends."

"Making love," I corrected with a smirk.

"You know what I mean!"

"I still love Sam," I answered. "If anything even more so because she trusts me to do this while she's carrying our baby!"

"But what about when you said I love you to me?"

I looked up at the ceiling and thought about my words before I answered her. "Even though I was caught up in the moment when I said that to you, I'm going to be honest and say I meant it."

"But you said you only love Sam...?"

"Yes, as my wife."

"So you love me as a friend with benefits then?" she wondered.

"More like a lover, I guess," I said, "considering I'm trying to get you pregnant."

"Pregnant with our baby," she smiled and gave me a quick kiss before looking down at my cock. "Now let's try again to make a baby..."