Eva looked around the doctor's office, trying to find something, anything, to take her mind off the anxiety she was feeling. The calm space was so overwhelming that it felt like even the smallest of sounds were a million times louder; the ticking clock on the wall felt as if someone was snapping right in her ear; the click of her heel was a constant reminder of her nerves every time she bounced her leg; the beat of her heart was so powerful it was like a marching band was playing right outside the office.
Just when it felt like everything was going to overwhelm her, she felt a hand on her leg, and she was suddenly snapped back to reality. She looked over and was instantly calmed by the smile on her boyfriend's face. Adam knew more than anyone both how excited she was and how nervous she was. After all, this doctor's visit would decide if they'd be able to have a baby. She was forever grateful that he insisted on coming with her. She wasn't sure she'd be able to handle the news alone, good or bad.
Eva took Adam's hand in hers and gave it a thankful squeeze. He responded by bringing it up to his lips and kissing the back of it gently, making her giggle. Four months together and the two had become experts at being able to practically read each other's minds. Adam knew exactly how to say what he needed without actually saying it, and it always managed to put the older woman at ease. She was very aware of the irony of the 25-year-old quelling the nerves of the 43-year-old, but at this point she was so head over heels for him that their ages felt like a non-factor.
The pair were snapped back to reality when the office door opened and in came Dr. Regina Anglehart, holding a file. She gave the couple a smile, which Eva reciprocated. She'd been seeing the doctor for a whole decade now, and trusted her more than any other health professional.
"So, how are we doing today?" She asked as she took off her coat and hung it on a hook next to the door.
"Oh, just peachy," Eva replied dryly. When Dr. Anglehart raised an eyebrow, Eva sighed. "Sorry. Just um..."
"Antsy?" Regina responded with a grin as she sat in her chair and opened the file she'd been holding when she came in.
"You could say that," Adam said with a chuckle as he placed a hand on Eva's thigh, making her blush. She was silently grateful that she hadn't worn a dress today, but had instead opted for a modest t-shirt and jeans combination. Had Adam's hand ended up on her bare leg, she wasn't sure she'd be able to stay composed for much longer. How he had this kind of an effect on her, she'd never know.
"That's perfectly reasonable. Honestly, I was surprised when you asked me a couple of weeks ago about getting pregnant. As I'm sure you know, it's not very common among your age group, and certainly can be risky." Eva nodded her head as she gripped Adam's hand tight, bracing herself for the worse. "Let's see... so you've been off your birth control for two weeks now. How are you feeling?"
"Oh, you know, the usual. Headaches, irritated, moody. The other day I had a pimple for the first time in like 20 years," Eva added with a nervous chuckle.
"Haha yeah. Post-Birth Control Syndrome is perfectly normal, especially considering you've been on these for so long. That being said, I'm looking at your results right now and everything looks normal." Regina looked up from the file and smiled at the stunned reactions on the couple's faces.
"Now... when you say normal..." Adam asked as he leaned forward in his seat.
"I mean that Eva's hormone levels look perfectly normal. In fact, I'm surprised. With readings like these, if I didn't know you personally I would think you were in your twenties," she added with a chuckle as she closed the file.
Eva felt her face break out into a wide smile. Every bit of fear and tension that she'd been holding in for about a month now slowly dissipated. It was possible. She could have a baby. Adam's baby. She hadn't experienced this much joy and excitement since the first night her and Adam had gotten together on that fateful Valentine's Day that felt like a lifetime ago.
"Now I should tell you," Dr. Anglehart interjected in her fantasy. "Considering your age, these levels could fluctuate at any time. So if you're serious about this, I would recommend doing it sooner rather than later." The couple nodded, with Adam having a slight smirk on his face. He was more than ready to get started, and was already thinking of all of the things he'd do to her the second they were alone.
"I um... I think we can handle that," Eva said, not even bothering to hide the look of pure lust she had as she looked at her boyfriend. Regina giggled and handed her a piece of paper.
"Here, a prescription for prenatals. These will be important. Do either of you have any questions for me?" She looked between the two, the sudden tension in the room overwhelming as the pair of lovers gazed longingly at each other. When Eva shook her head, Regina cleared her throat and stood up. "Alright, if you do have any questions, you know how to reach me Eva."
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The two didn't even bother waiting to get home. There was a hotel across the street that the two checked into and the second they got upstairs to their room, Adam had Eva pinned to the door and was kissing her passionately. Eva groaned wantonly into his mouth as she lifted a leg and wrapped it around his, pulling him as tight against her as she could. Their tongues wrestled desperately with one another, Adam's easily overpowering the submissive MILF's as she gave in to her boyfriend.
When he finally pulled away from her, he slowly walked backwards toward the bed, lifting his shirt off his body. Eva licked her lips at the sight of his toned body, matching the action and taking off her own shirt before approaching him and pushing him onto the bed. She straddled his hips and wrapped her arms around his neck, making him bite his lip.
"Give me a baby Adam," she said softly as she brushed her lips against his.
"Gladly," he said with a growl. He ran a hand up her neck, sending goosebumps up her body, before gripping the back of her neck and pulling her into another passionate kiss. Without hesitating she started grinding her hips back and forth, dry humping her boyfriend as they made out. His free hand moved around her body and cupped one of her breasts, eliciting a soft moan from her. He pulled her head back, exposing her neck to him as he leaned in and sucked hungrily on the smooth skin. She let out a desperate gasp as she dug her nails into his back.
"Adam please," she groaned. "No foreplay. No teasing. Just fuck me. Fuck me like a whore. Fuck me like you own me. Fuck me and breed me and knock me up please!" She begged and pleaded with her boyfriend, her pussy practically dripping through her jeans as she continued grinding on his lap. He turned them so she was on her back on the bed, his fingers on the hem of her jeans as he haphazardly forced them down her waist. Once they were down to her ankles she kicked them off and unbuttoned his jeans in turn. He let them drop and her mouth started watering.
There it was. His mighty, powerful, 10 inch black cock. The cock that had invaded all of her holes dozens of times over the course of the past 4 months. The cock that had molded Eva from a depressed widow to a beautiful, confident cougar. The cock that would put a baby in her. She wanted so desperately to suck it, to feel it throb in her throat as she choked and gagged on it. She wanted to taste the salty precum and feel Adam's hands in her hair. But she needed him inside her at that moment. She needed his cum in her fertile womb. She'd never needed it this bad before.
She slid back on the bed and spread her legs apart for him, silently urging him forward, the horny twenty-something more than willing to comply as he slipped in between her arched legs. He took his throbbing shaft in his hand and aimed it at its destination before pushing forward. Immediately, Eva let out a moan as her back arched off the bed. Her arms snaked around his shoulders and pulled him into her, bringing the rest of his mighty shaft with him.
Adam gave a deep growl as he sheathed his cock in her tight hole. His face pressed into her neck and Eva couldn't help but gasp as his lips tickled her hot skin. She felt like she was on fire as he worked on stimulating every corner of her body; his teeth nipping her neck, his nails dragging along her sides, his muscled chest rubbing against her hard nipples and his thick cock pressing against her womb.
"F-fuck you feel so good baby," he groaned as he got into a rhythm of hard, steady thrusts, rearing his hips back then slamming them back down. "You've gotten so good at taking me."
"It... feels... so... oh my god!" Her words were jumbled between moans of pleasure. Her hips lifted up into his hard thrusts, trying to take him as deep as possible. As the room filled with the wet sounds of him driving his monster into her, her moans become harsher and louder. Undoubtedly anybody who passed by would be able to hear, but she didn't care. If anything, it only turned her on more.
"F-fuck Adam... Adam... ADAM!" She screamed out for him as she came all over his throbbing cock, but he refused to slow down his powerful assault on her tight cunt. Instead, he pushed her legs back further and squatted over her. She couldn't help but smile. They'd talked about trying this mating press position for a while, and as he pounded into her she was upset they hadn't done it sooner. This new angle allowed his cock to brush against her g-spot with every time he pressed into her, causing every thrust to drag out the pleasure she was experiencing. Every time she felt his tip press against her ready womb, she felt a new orgasm shoot through her body. This feeling was one she was never going to forget, and one that she prayed she'd never have to give up.
"Adam please!" She begged, tears of joy as her brain turned to mush from the pleasure streaming down her face. "I can't take it anymore! GIVE ME YOUR CUM PLEASE!" This was all it took for Adam, and with one more powerful he let out a yell so powerful it shook the room as he flooded her with his thick load. His cock had swollen and it felt like the tip was stabbing into her womb as rope after rope of the warm, sticky fluid shot into her, planting the seed that would hopefully grow into a new life within her.