Goddess of the Moon - Sex Stories

Goddess of the Moon

... you roll your body onto mine. Head on my chest, arm draped over my stomach, legs entwined. We lie in total silence, save for the sound of our breathing. Although neither of us utters a word, we both know we’re feeling the same thing. I don't know when it happened exactly. It might have been just now, when we came in unison. It might have been after your first orgasm. Possibly it was when you took my dick in your mouth. It could have been when you held my hand and followed me up the stairs. For all I know, it was the moment I opened the door to you this morning and first saw your face. The exact moment is irrelevant. The important thing is that it's happened. A combination of guilt and shame wash over you. You know what we did was a sin, a crime against the almighty. Yet somehow, it doesn't feel wrong. You are comfortable lying here naked with me. My touch feels natural, not wicked. It feels right, but could god ever forgive you? Do you even want to be forgiven? Then there is your family. Would they ever accept me? Your mother, maybe in time, might be able ...

... to tolerate me. Your father on the other hand, never. He would rather lose his fortune and die a thousand deaths than see his princess with a man like me. Finally there is the biggest problem of all. A condom was never even considered. The very idea you'd be on the pill is laughable. It's far too early to know medically, but your female intuition is telling you what no doctor could. You are pregnant. It was your first time, but we made it count. You know for a fact we made a baby inside you just now. As I gently doze off, content holding you in my arms, a light breeze comes through the open window and cools our hot, sweaty bodies. Uncountable thoughts and feelings race through you, things you couldn't possibly have conceived of just a short time ago. Your entire world is about to be tipped upside down and in many ways you’re no longer the same person you were this morning. A flood of emotion threatens to overcome you. In your turmoil you latch onto the one thing you know is solid, the one thing you know you can trust. You kiss my chest and hold me tight.