Exposing of love

Your stomach feels full. You pretend that it's not just all the food that you and Alex has eaten but also all the babies you and Alex have been making. You sigh in relieved satisfaction pushes deep into your pussy once more. His cock twitches inside you and another baby is added to the count. "40" You murmur happily as his forces itself against yours, enhancing the dirty feeling from your body covered with crumbs, sauces and body fluids. It feels so wonderfully decadent, you love it.

He pulls back and look down on you. "You're beautiful." He murmurs happily. You get a nice tingly feeling. You love being beautiful in his eyes.

You sigh. "And it should be only for you." you murmur.

He looks at you clearly not understanding your point. You sigh again. "I love you Alex and I know it's your special day but i don't want other people seeing me naked, especially when we have sex."

"You liar, you liked it." He responds smiling.

"Excuse me?!"

"If you wouldn't have liked it you wouldn't even have gotten outside, you would have given me an earful and gotten of my cock. But you let me fuck you all the way down the hall and all the way back. You might feel embarrassed about it, but you liked it."

You just stare at him feeling your cheeks turn red. How can he say that so confidently?

You stare at one another for a few seconds then his smiles broadens and you can see he has gotten an idea.

"Alex what are you doing?" You yelp as he grabs your hips and turn you around, nearly making you knock a few empty dishes of the table.

Crouching on your hands and knees on the table he leans down over you. His back press against yours. Then his arms grab across your thighs and press them upwards, holding your body like an iron vice you feel his muscles tensing. "Here... we... gooo."

You yelp in surprise as Alex still having his hard cock inside your well fucked womanhood lifts you from the table. Your legs spread above your ears as he holds you hard enough to still be in his grasp but softly enough that you don't slip out of his tight embrace. You are completely at his mercy, and it makes you very excited. Carefully he lifts you up a little and then as you softly moan in appreciation carefully lovers you down his length. He tries again a few times, increasing the speed little by little. Making sure that he can safely make you bounce on his cock.

Satisfied he starts walking. "Wait, Alex stop!" You yell as you notice where he is headed.

He shushes you. "If you really don't want people to notice then you should keep it down. And stop squirming, I don't want to drop you." He whispers in your ear as he carries you out on the balcony.

The warm sun shines upon you, the cool ocean breeze gently keeps the worst of the days heat at bay as it licks across your skin. You can't help but moan in pleasure as Alex starts bouncing you in his arm, fucking you with his massive tool. What are people going to think when the look up seeing you? A young woman dressed as some slutty bride, her legs in the air while her milky tits and pregnant belly bounce as her partner fucks her. His cum leaking down out of her, dripping down his hard cock as he breeds her. Can they see the grimaces of pleasure you make? Can they hear your moans? What will they think when the clearly delusional woman asks her partner to impregnate her again? Will they hear them both moan louder in satisfaction as he cums inside here yet again? What will they think when the young mother-to-be caress her pregnant belly with her free hands. Will they hear the love and passion in her voice as she whispers "41". Will they understand the meaning of the kiss they share? What will they think when they start up again?

You enjoy the birthday boy carrying you as he breeds you. He puts baby number 42 and 43 inside your belly as well before his muscles starts cramping and he is **** to put you down. You stay out for a good while enjoying the sun and wind as you make love. Alex even gets one of the carts close to the door so that you can enjoy some more refreshments. You get fucked from behind as you hold onto the glass rail, your naked body getting loved on display for any fortunate soul that would look up. You are taken doggy style on the balcony floor, lifting your ass up in offering to your magnificent mate. You are taken missionary, the hard yet cool concrete chilling your back as you are breed again and again.

You are leaning on the railing once more, looking down and wondering how many people are going to talk about seeing the young newlyweds having babymaking sex on the balcony. How many guys look up and wish they could be the lucky guy breeding his beautiful fertile wife again and again. How many girls are secretively jealous that they aren't the mare of that handsome stud, his strong hands fondling their pregnant bellies and squeeze their milky tits as he pumps yet more warm cum inside their already overflowing pussies. What they wouldn't give to have him press against their back, giving them a sloppy kiss before proudly declaring "50" referring to the number of babies they would be carrying inside their womb.

He holds you close as you both catch your breath. His hands support you by gently cradling your belly, his mouth lovingly kiss at your neck. You bask in the loving attention he gives you.

"I know something about number 50." You whisper.

"What do you know?" He asks.

"It's a boy. A wild boy who loves being outside." You murmur gently placing your hand on top of his, both of you feeling your gravid belly. "He is going to be a handful, always running around and making trouble." You continue. "Our beloved little troublemaker."

"It's only natural that naughty parents make some naughty children." Alex growls softly in your ear. "Even when he has a mommy that can't admit how naughty she really is."

"Well daddy is an expert at making mommy push her limits." You say softly.

"Daddy knows mommy loves it."

"Daddy is right but now it's time that he takes mommy inside, mommy's back needs to rest and lay down on something soft."

You relax as Alex feel for his grip. "1, 2, 3!" He counts and hefts you in the air once more. Giving your well-loved body one final spin to your silent audience before he carries you back inside your hotel room.