If you haven't read the previous episode of the series, read it here to understand the story: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/686/entry-4338-e1-nates-morning-wood/

There he is: your baby, the love of your life. It has been a year since he was born, yet that feeling of maternal pride still gets you every time you look at his cute little face. Your baby is your little treasure, not least because he did not come easily. In fact, there was a time when you thought God abandoned you as you and Nate tried in vain for an entire year after marriage to have a baby. You were becoming hopeless, thinking you would never be blessed with a child, until that magical night in the park, where the Lord finally granted your wish. Occasionally, you cannot help but wonder why Shaun has a significantly darker skin tone than both you and Nate. Nate always reassures you that this is simply due to a recessive gene that runs deep in his family.

You spin the mobile toy above Shaun’s crib. This seems to have no effect on Shaun. He is still crying. You think that he is hungry! You lift up your shirt, revealing a full round bust. Honestly, you are still getting used to those new perky breasts. You grew up skinny and somewhat flat-chested and you would be lying if you say you were not self-conscious and insecure about having small bust. Since you had Shaun, your body has undergone dramatic transformation, with your boobs being main benefactor. You lift Shaun up from his crib. Holding him carefully in your arm, you tilt his head towards your nipple as he immediately sucks on it. He really is hungry!

“Mom, now that young Shaun has calmed down, may I go to the kitchen to make you and sir some coffee?” – Codsworth asked. “Of course. Thank you, Codsworth!” – you responded, initially not thinking about it too much. As Codsworth hurried himself towards the kitchen, a thought suddenly crossed your mind: “Shit. Was I being too carefree breastfeeding Shaun in front of Codsworth? Was he embarrassed … or maybe even aroused?”.

It looks like Shaun’s had enough milk for now. You put your baby back into the crib, as he happily went back to sleep. You pull your shirt back down and go to the bathroom for a shower.

You open the bathroom door, only to find Nate already using the shower. Streams of water run down his masculine body. He looks like a model in one of those men’s shampoo advertisement on TV and you feel like a very lucky woman indeed. “Sorry, honey. I’ll just take the shower later” – you apologise. “Come on, did you somehow forget we’re married. Come here, let us shower together.” – Nate asks invitingly.

You undress and join Nate in the shower. Your husband holds you in his arms and kiss you passionately. He then goes on to kiss the back of your neck, as your body becomes more and more aroused. As water begins streaming down your body, you can feel Nate’s hands caressing your body. He squeezes your boobs and plays with your nipples, before trying a more direct approach, moving his hand between your legs and caressing your thighs. You can feel his fingers moving gradually up and up before you are overcome with the sensation of his fingers rubbing your pussy. You look down and cannot help but notice his member, which was flaccid just moments earlier, has blossomed into a throbbing erection. It is not hard to guess what he desires from you right now.

You go down on your knees – “Looks like my big boy needs taken care of again!”. A glorious view is now in front of you: Nate’s massive cock is inviting you to devour it in your month. Wasting no time, you start licking the head, swirling your tongue around it gently before proceeding to lick up and down his entire length. You smell a manly scent and feel a slightly salty taste on your tongue. The smell and taste of his member, which once disgusted you on your wedding night, now turn you on endlessly. You bend his cock up with your hand and lower your head to reach its underside, following the raphe to lick his entire length and then his balls. The road that your tongue is taking is far from smooth – it is rather bumpy as you can clearly feel his manly veins on your tongue.

You repeat the journey down under a couple of times, before moving your head back up. Soon enough, you hold the base of his penis with your hand and put your lips around his cock, starting to gently suck him off. You open your mouth as wide as you can – you need to, considering how well-endowed Nate is. You then slowly lower your month over his entire member, although you could only fit half of it inside your mouth due to his length. You keep bobbing your head up and down his shaft, pleasuring with skilful movement of the tongue and occasionally biting him softly, while simultaneously using your hands to alternatively fondle his balls and stroke his shaft. You can hear him moaning, his heart thumping. He is not saying a word, but it is clear how much he is enjoying the whole experience. You look up at him, unafraid to stare directly into his eyes with his cock deep in your mouth. He is visibly aroused by the sight presented in front of him. After all, who would not enjoy having his beautiful wife in all her naked glory, on her knees diligently sucking and licking his thick hard cock in the shower.

Suddenly, out of the corner of your eye, you notice the bathroom door slightly open with someone seemingly behind the door. You could swear you closed it properly before stepping into the shower. “Darling, I think someone’s watching us behind that door” – you tell Nate. He laughs it off: “Baby, you’re being paranoid. There is no one in the house except us!”.

Easing your worry, you continue to take to the task at hand with dedication, lovingly pleasuring his manhood with your mouth. You are a giver at heart and seeing your husband enjoying the little shower blowjob so much really turns you on. You feel your own body heating up, your pussy soaked with a bodily juice that is clearly not the water from the shower. You reach down to your pussy with your hand, rubbing it with your fingers. In pleasure, you suck him faster and faster, increasing the intensity of each stroke. You can feel his body beginning to shake uncontrollably as his moaning gets louder and louder.

You have never been a big fan of swallowing, but at this point you are simply too aroused to stop and pull him out. “Baby, I’m coming!” – he moans in pleasure as you feel a hot, thick and salty liquid pouring out of his cock in three big successive squirts onto your tongue, your lips struggling to keep it from escaping from your mouth. He pulls his cock out of your mouth, some of the cum escaping with it. Not wanting to make too much of a mess and knowing how persistent cum can stick to any surfaces when they dry out, you swallow whatever is left inside your mouth, almost choking in the process due to the sheer volume of thick semen going down your throat.

“Honey, that was truly amazing!” – still breathing heavily, Nate compliments you for giving him a sensational orgasm. You both go back to showering. He finishes first, get out of the shower and get dressed – “I’ll be waiting for you in the kitchen”, he says as you nod. You spend a bit more time cleaning yourself, making sure you do not leave any cum on your body. After a few more minutes in the shower, your body feels clean and fresh. You step out, dry yourself with a clean towel, get dressed and walk to the kitchen.

You are greeted in the kitchen by Codsworth: “Your coffee, mom. 173.5 degree Fahrenheit. Brewed to perfection!”. “Thank you, Codsworth” – you respond. You grab your coffee and go sit down next to your husband on the sofa. After a few small conversations about today’s news, he looks at you lovingly in the eyes and say: “Honey, with Shaun, and us all being at home together, it’s been an amazing year. But even so I know our best days are yet to come. There will be changes, sure. Things we’ll need to adjust to. I’ll re-join the civilian workforce. You’ll shake the dust off your law degree. But everything we do, no matter how hard, we do it for our family”. Touched by his sincerity and affection, you rest your head on his chest and say: “Of course, darling. It’ll be hard, but we can do this, together!”.

“I’m just thinking: why don’t we have a picnic in the park this afternoon? It’s been a while since we spend some romantic time together. Codsworth can take care of Shaun while we’re away.” – Nate suggests. “Alright. The park. With you. Because I want to get pregnant again!” – you might be religious but that never stops your sarcastic sense of humour. You are of course referring to that magical night when Shaun was conceived. You still could not believe that Nate managed to talk you into allowing him to blindfold and make love to you in the middle of the park. It was by far the most sexually adventurous thing you have ever done. You did feel guilty after the experience, but you were granted your wish to have a baby afterwards so you could only guess that God somehow forgave you for your little sinful endeavour.

Nate continues: “We’ll need some snacks and drink for the picnic though. Would you mind heading out to the grocery store to grab some wine, potato crisps and …”. “Fancy Lads snack cakes?” – you complete his sentence. “You know me too well!” – he nods and smiles at you. “Okay, honey. I’ll be back within the hour.” – you get up just as the doorbell rings. “Oh, that must be Jason. He said he was gonna drop by today.” – Nate reacts with excitement as his war buddy comes over for a visit.

You open the door and the African-American man in front of you is indeed Jason Garvey, your husband’s fellow 108th Infantry Regiment veteran and best man at your wedding. If you are being honest, Jason has never been your favourite among your husband’s friend circle. In fact, you simply cannot understand why your husband spends so much time hanging around with him and you mostly consider him a bad influence on Nate if anything. He is loud, crude, unintelligent and downright creepy at times. He likes to flaunt his bachelor’s lifestyle and makes lewd sexual jokes all the time. Worse of all, Jason has the habit of staring at your cleavage and winking at you flirtatiously. Seriously, what manner of a man looks at his best friend’s wife that way?

“Good morning, beautiful. May I come in?” – there he goes again, shamelessly winking and checking your boobs out. “Nate’s in the living room.” – you give him a cold response and continue walking out of the door for your shopping trip. The less time you spend with this creepy man, the better.

TO BE CONTINUED