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Taking Care of You -- Ch 02

It all came to a head about six months after Philip and I had begun dating, but almost from the beginning, I knew the relationship had been a mistake. We had eventually broken up and gone our separate ways, the unfortunate relationship over, or so I thought.

Several weeks later, I was startled awake in the middle of the night by shouting and constant banging on the door; it was Philip. I'll never forget that night. In a fit of selfish, violent, misogynist rage, my ex-boyfriend Philip Michelson was showing his true colors.

Note: This story contains references to anal intercourse.
Note: For backstory, please be sure and read Taking Care of You -- Ch. 01

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Terrified, I remember grabbing my phone off the night table and dialing Aiden's number.

"Aiden . . . Aiden, please come!" I had shouted hysterically into the phone.

"He's in the apartment, standing outside my bedroom door . . . . he's trying to get in! He's drunk, Aiden, I'm afraid. Please, Aiden, hurry . . . he's going to get in, and he'll hurt me."

I could hear Philip banging on the door and shouting, "Open the fucking door, Riley!"

"Open the fucking door, Riley, or I swear I'll break it in," Philip threatened. "You holier than thou little bitch . . . just wait until I get my hands on you. I'm going to fuck that pussy of yours until you beg me to stop and then I'm going to fuck your nice, tight ass again . . ."

"Aiden, please hurry," I cried when I heard Philip kick the door open.

*****

During my most difficult times, it seems as though Aiden had always been there for me.

Soon after that night, I had moved in with Aiden, Philip's father, and begun to fall more in love with him. There was never really a choice to be made between father and son.

*****

From the beginning, I understood that sex was a big part of Aiden's life and that he had a particular liking for anal sex. His desire wasn't compulsive or anything like that, but he enjoyed the feel of his cock inside a woman's ass and fully expected me to comply and share this sexual indulgence with him. Aiden was the right partner for me. Father, lover, teacher, mentor all of those things in one person. Until Philip, I had never seen another man's cock, let alone an older man's cock; that being said, whenever Aiden would unzip his trousers and free his cock, I would become incredibly aroused and impatient for him. "I want you to move in here with me, Riley. You can continue to work if that's what you want to do, but I'll be here to take care of you and the baby. You know how I feel about you, don't you? I . . . I've tried to put the feelings aside and consider you as a good friend. It's been difficult, being with you, seeing you but not being able to make love to you, to feel myself inside you," I said to her.

Three months into my pregnancy and my ex-boyfriend's father, Aiden, had been with me since the baby was conceived; Sometimes, I found myself forgetting that Aiden was not the baby's biological father. Despite the circumstances of our being together, I had fallen very much in love with Aiden. All one had to do was be around us, to know and appreciate the feelings that had developed between us. I had moved in with Aiden soon after the humiliating incident with Philip, his son.

The Michelson home was a large, beautiful five-bedroom house located in an upscale gated community. An expansive lawn surrounded the house, with a large flower garden in the front and a large patio and pool in the rear where a lot of entertaining took place.

One evening, the night was warm and pleasant but muggy, and though it was getting late, Aiden was still in his study working. I had gone to bed, but after tossing and turning and being unable to sleep, I decided to get up and go for a swim. I put on my bikini and went down to the pool. When I came out onto the pool deck, I could see that only the small lights around the changing rooms were on and had been dimmed down, inadvertently casting the pool area in dim light. I took my suit off and quietly slipped naked into the water.

I had barely completed two laps when I looked up and saw Aiden getting into the pool. He walked toward me, and when directly in front of me, looking into my eyes, reached down, touched my pussy, and then eased his finger inside me. I held my breath.

"You like that, don't you, Riley?"

"Yes," I replied as he began to stroke slowly, letting his bent finger massage my g-spot with each stroke. I came in a hard, satisfying orgasm that left my body trembling.

He placed his hands on my waist and lifted me onto the side of the pool and urged me onto my back. Slipping my legs onto his shoulders, he raised my hips and pulled my butt toward him so that it was at the edge of the pool deck. Releasing my legs, he lowered them and let them hang over the edge of the pool into the water. Aiden spread my legs open and, leaning forward, erotik film izle flicked my pink, sensitive nub with his tongue sending shivers through me. He pressed his tongue inside me, and as he sucked and teased, I climaxed again, in a fit of squirming and moaning.

He helped me sit up and, pulling me into the water, turned me around to face the side of the pool. He rubbed his cockhead up and down the valley created by my swollen pussy lips and pushed it up inside me. I grunted and gasped in surprise as he entered and pushed into me with his thick, hard cock over and over. He climaxed hard as he gripped my hips and drenched my pussy with spurt after spurt of his semen until he had emptied himself. Aiden pulled out of me, and I turned to look at him, utterly amazed that a man of his age could have that kind of stamina and sexual drive . . . and that much cum.

We got out of the pool and walked to the house and our bedroom.

That night, I lay under the covers for a long while thinking about what had just happened, and enjoying the lingering sensations of sex with Aiden.

*****

Professionally, Aiden always appeared businesslike, but his sexual nature was never totally hidden or suppressed. I often wondered if he was like this at his current age, what he must have been like when he was younger. Sometimes in the middle of the day, when the office closed for lunch, he would pull me into one of the exam rooms for a quickie. His cock would be hard and pointing straight out as I mounted, squatted over him, and rode him until we both came exhausted and sated. Afterward, still impaled on his cock and sticky from fucking I would lay across his chest my legs spread wide as his spent cum seeped out of me and slowly trailed down his softening cock.

When we recovered and the time for his next patient neared, we'd quickly clean up, and I would go and get one of the exam rooms ready, greet the patient and walk them to their exam room as Aiden's cum collected in the crotch of my panties.

Some women might say Aiden was too sexually demanding, but having come to know him quite intimately, I think Aiden was simply an older, experienced man who knew what he liked, what he wanted, and when he wanted it. Occasionally on my day off, he would call telling me to meet him in the office's parking garage. As soon as I got there, he would lean me over the hood of the car, being careful of my belly, place one hand on my shoulder, and the other on my waist, and I would feel the hard tip of his cock being to probe for entry. He'd press against me, and if I weren't quite ready for him, it would be uncomfortable, and I'd try to pull away, and he would warn me saying, "stay still . . . don't fucking move". He would push his dick inside me and begin to stroke. After a few long, deep, slow strokes, I would begin to lubricate and be unable to determine at what point the sensations changed from discomfort to pleasure to orgasm. Aiden could be a skilled, exciting lover, despite his moments of gruffness and impatience.

As my pregnancy progressed, my belly continued to ripen, my breast larger, my pussy continually wet and swollen. My lover Aiden despite being many years, my senior was always ready and eager to satisfy me, particularly in light of my increasing sexual needs and desires. We had sex multiple times a week (sometimes a day). Oral sex, intercourse, prostate play, mutual masturbation, toys . . . whatever we were in the mood for.

Since finding out that I was pregnant, Aiden began going with me to my prenatal exams.

When the doctor came into the room and placed my feet into the stirrups, Aiden would come closer to the exam table to observe my exposed soft, smooth mound and pussy that was typically glistening wet with his nearness. As the doctor probed and checked my pregnant pussy, and then examined and massaged my breast for changes, Aiden would watch transfixed, becoming visibly aroused.

I remember once my doctor was called out of the exam room for a minor emergency; I was left lying there with the thin paper gown draped over my lower portion, my legs open, feet in the stirrups. Aiden came over and begun to lick and suck my clit. When Dr. Jacobs returned, he looked at my pussy and then at Aiden. It was obvious that my now engorged pink clit was due to Aiden's attention. After the appointment, by the time we got home, Aiden was ready to fuck, and we ended up having sex in the garage before we even got into the house.

*****

There were times when I would feel embarrassed or ashamed, but I did not let that stop me from being with him, wanting to please him. Aiden was only the second man that I had ever been with, and Aiden had proven himself to be a thoughtful and patient lover. He had never forced me to do anything, but had told me of his expectations and desires; amongst those desires was teaching me about and enjoying anal sex with me. One night he was stretched out on his back with me straddling him. I was slumped forward, my hard film izle nipples pressed into his chest as I milked his "old man's" cock until I had drained him. He had cum hard, as he always did, and afterward would need to rest and regroup. I lifted my leg to dismount, and a gush of semen began to leak out of my wonderfully abused pussy. I lay next to him, on my side, and he pulled me close with his long leg resting casually over mine, and his mouth gently sucking one of my breasts.

His hand slipped down between my legs, and with his finger covered in my fluids and his spent cum, he began to circle my butt hole, gently pressing the tip of his finger into my ass. He could feel my body tense.

"Relax, little girl, he said reassuringly. I want you to get used to my fingers up your ass. There's no rush, but I want you to understand that I'm going to have this ass . . . soon."

*****

I loved to ride Aiden; I loved the way it felt when I lowered my wet, tight pussy down his huge pole, my muscles gripping, holding him inside me. As I gently rocked back and forth, he'd raise and lower my hips on his cock, pulling them in tightly against his crotch. After a while, Aiden would begin to moan when he felt my pussy muscles contracting around his cock. He'd caress my belly and squeeze my full, plump tits as I gently fucked him, edging me toward orgasm.

"Oh, God, Riley," he'd whisper as he felt my pussy greedily holding him inside me. I could feel Aiden's balls harden and tighten against his body when I began to ride him harder and faster. Aiden reached up and pulled me down onto his chest, my hard, pert nipples poking into his chest; holding my hips steady, he thrust upward into me as I started to cum. I could feel the warm spray of his cum as it drenched my pussy when he started cumming. He'd explode, igniting another orgasm deep inside me, forcing me to cry out his name, as it seized me.

We lay there quietly, talking for a long time with Aiden's large warm hand between my legs.

I was on my back, my legs spread apart for him, as Aiden rose and maneuvered himself between my legs. I sighed deeply, my pussy growing wetter as the long, slow laps of his tongue flicked over my smooth, pink clit, coaxing it out of its hood.

He placed his cock at my entrance and pushed. Slow, shallow thrusting, I could feel the soft velvety channel of my pussy grip and caress the length of his hard cock as he fucked me. Amazingly, Aiden orgasmed again, and as his body began to calm, he started to pump into me, not stopping until he had brought me to a fulfilling climax.

"Uhmmmm, that was good, very, very good," I said as I lay in Aiden's arms, absently rubbing my still sensitive clit against his thigh.

I know it sounds impossible, I mean, he was so much older than me, he was Philip's father, but I think I was falling in love with Aiden.

*****

Aiden wanted anal sex with me, and now that I was pregnant, his desire had increased. Perhaps the pregnancy hormones being pumped into my system, maybe a new adventurousness, I don't know, but my interest and curiosity in trying ass sex also increased. I owed him so much, and I wanted to please him, to make him happy, but I was still a little hesitant to take that step. The last few times we were together, we had enjoyed reciprocal ass play, and once or twice I had given him prostate orgasms, I thought that would be enough, that everything was okay. But I was wrong. One night I awoke to him, trying to put his cock in me back there.

"Aiden? Aiden, what are you doing?" I asked sleepily.

He began to nervously laugh, saying, "The way you've been acting lately, you know like you wanted to try it, I thought maybe you . . ." but seeing the expression on my face, he stopped talking.

He started laughing again, obviously thinking this was funny . . . but I didn't. "I'm sorry, baby," he said. Still chuckling to himself, he pulled me to him and kissed me lightly on the forehead.

I was upset, but when he rolled on top of me and eased his long, thick cock into me, and started stroking, all I could think about was how good he felt inside me.

Over the next few days, I knew something was on his mind and could pretty much guess what it was, but neither of us wanted to talk about it. Early one evening after working late and closing up the office, he told me to undress and wait for him in Exam Room 6, the room furthest from the office's reception area. Even though we were going straight home, I figured he wanted a quickie, so I did as he asked. He came into the exam room, and from his demeanor, it was clear he had come to some decision.

Taking me by my upper arm, he turned me around and bent me over the end of the exam table. I tried to pull away, but he held me tighter to the table.

"Aiden? Aiden, what are you doing?"

He took a large syringe out of his lab coat pocket, inserted it into my anus, and squeezed the plunger sending a large amount of what I assumed was lubricant gel seks filmi izle inside me. He covered his finger with the same lubricant and began moving it in and out of my ass, working it in up to his first joint and stopped. It was uncomfortable, and truthfully, he was scaring me.

"Please, Aiden, stop," I stuttered through sniffling tears, knowing full well what his intent was.

Ignoring my plea, he began stroking his finger again, deeper. After a few strokes, he pulled it out, and I could hear him behind me. With his left hand, he undid his pants, pulled out his cock, and began covering it with the lubricant. I could feel the sudden tightness in my chest and the rising panic at the realization that Aiden was getting ready to fuck me in my ass.

"No, no! I don't want to do this."

As I spun around trying to get away from him, in his annoyance and frustration, he pushed me a bit too roughly, and I fell back onto the exam table, and I swear for a man in his fifties, he was on me in an instant.

"No, Aiden, please."

His grip grew tighter, and then he hesitated for a moment before he suddenly pushed his rock hard cock inside my pussy and began thrusting into me like a crazy man. It wasn't about pleasure or tenderness; I wouldn't let him have my ass, and he was angry. He was fucking me so hard that I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck and his swollen cockhead rubbing against the tender walls of my pussy with each thrust. When he finally came, it seemed to go on forever. I lay there feeling each pulse of his cock as cum was forced deep into my pussy, covering my womb where his baby slept, and to my shame, I welcomed the warm sensation of his male essence as I came shivering and trembling in an unwanted orgasm.

When he finished . . . he collapsed next to me, exhausted. After a few minutes, he got up and helped me off the table.

I couldn't stop crying. I had refused to do something that Aiden wanted, and crazily, I felt like a child who had disappointed her father.

He pulled me into his arms and held me tightly to him, his hands lingering on my naked body. "It's okay, it's okay. I'm sorry, I don't know what got into me. I'm sorry, Riley." He kissed me, and I could feel him getting hard again, then he broke our embrace.

"Get dressed," he said abruptly.

Though we slept in the same bed that night, it was a long, quiet night.

*****

The next morning was Saturday, and after waking, I looked over at him, and I could see he was hard, displaying impressive morning wood. I scooted down under the covers and, taking him in my mouth, gently nursed his cock until he began to moan and subtly thrust his hips.

"Oh, baby that feels good . . . what a way to wake up," he said, running his fingers through my tousled hair and pulling my face into his crotch. As my head bobbed up and down on his shaft, I licked the length, letting the tip of my tongue slip inside his loose foreskin and trace the outline of his crown's edge. When I let my teeth gently nip his cock, he stiffened, and in a hard, long ejaculation filled my mouth until he had drained himself.

Later that day, out by the pool, I lay naked, sunning myself, enjoying the warmth of the afternoon sun on my growing belly. Aiden had been rubbing oil on my body, and his hand was nestled between my legs, where he slowly masturbated me to the sound of my soft moaning. He was in a talkative mood and candidly said he had been disappointed when I did not want him to have anal sex. He had told me that when he was married, his ex-wife had never let him have anal with her, feeling it was perverted and unnatural. He said the urge to have me this way was strong, the fantasy of having pregnant anal sex was continually on his mind, and he wanted more than anything for it to be with me.

Taking my hand in his, he said, "If you feel that giving me anal sex is the one thing that you can't do, then I won't bring it up again."

"No, Aiden, no, don't do that. I think I was just afraid . . . but please, please, just try and be patient with me a little longer."

"We'll try it again, Riley. Hopefully, you'll be able to show me just how willing and serious you are."

I pressed my body against him and hugged him. "Oh, Aiden, I said, I just want to make you happy," lifting my mouth upward for him to kiss, I could feel his warm hardness against my taut belly.

After a long pause, he looked at me, "so young, so pretty," he said and let his fingers brush across and pinch my erect nipples, exciting me even more.

*****

My changing body aroused him, and as it changed and I became even more sexually eager for him, the emotional and physical intensity of our lovemaking increased. One day, Aiden worked later than usual and didn't get home until almost eight o'clock. He came upstairs to our bedroom just as I had gotten out of the shower and placed a lovely silver colored ribbon wrapped little box on my nightstand.

"Here, open it," he said, broadly smiling as he handed the box to me.

I opened the box, and to my surprise, it contained a beautiful pink jade butt plug. He bent and kissed me as he untied my robe, let it drop to the floor and gather at my feet.