Chapter 3: Day 2
Olivia and Matthew woke the next morning, already feeling more refreshed just from their location. Olivia's mindfulness book wasn't far from her, and she made a mental note to read a chapter before they ventured to breakfast.
"Hey, Matthew?" Olivia asked as she turned towards him.
"Yes, love?" Matthew replied, turning his head to meet her gaze.
Olivia hesitated, then said, "Do you ever think about having kids?"
Matthew blinked at the sudden shift in conversation. He had expected something entirely different, like the hiking trails they would be exploring later in the day.
"I, uh... I mean, I've thought about it, of course. But I've never given it much thought until now. Why do you ask?"
Olivia's cheeks flushed, but she held his gaze. "I've just been thinking about it lately. Ever since we all talked about it on the beach yesterday.”
“ You mean when we all agreed we didn’t want to get pregnant?” Matthew asked, sounding confused. 'Oh, I didn't mean it that way,' Olivia replied, giggling nervously. 'I just meant at some point in the future. I don't know, I guess this place is making me think about it more. Seeing those families on the beach, I started wondering what it would be like.'
Her thoughts trailed off as she looked out at the ocean. Matthew, sensing her shift in mood, drew her in for a comforting hug.
'Hey, at least we're making the most of this trip together.
Just you and me," he murmured into her hair.
Olivia nodded and leaned into his embrace. "Of course, Matt. We've always made the best of everything. I'm sorry, this place is just making me feel a little strange, seeing all those pregnant women." Olivia admitted softly.
Matthew squeezed her hand. "Let's focus on enjoying our time here. Whatever happens, happens, right?"
Olivia smiled. "Yes, you're right." Olivia said, nodding.
Matthew, satisfied, gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead.
Downstairs in the resort's restaurant, the group met up for breakfast, filling up on fresh fruit, yogurt, and pancakes.
The sun streamed in through large windows, casting a warm glow over the table.
As they ate, Olivia couldn't help but notice a group of pregnant women sitting nearby, their round bellies on full display in their bikinis.
Her thoughts drifted to what it would be like to be pregnant, carrying Matthew's child inside of her.
The thought made her feel both anxious and exhilarated.
As they finished their breakfast, the group decided to head down to the beach for some fun in the sun.
Emily and Rachel, ever the adventurous ones, immediately ran towards the water, splashing each other as they went. Lauren and James followed, their laughter mixing with the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. Matthew and Olivia brought up the rear, holding hands as they walked along the sandy beach.
The warm sand felt wonderful between their toes, and the group couldn't help but feel relaxed and at ease in this tropical paradise. They set up camp near the water's edge, with Lauren and James spreading out their towels and getting comfortable in the sun.
Emily and Rachel, determined to get a tan, applied plenty of sunscreen and lay down on their stomachs, their faces buried in their phones.
Olivia’s voice broke the tranquil silence. “ Hey, girls, have you ever wondered what it would feel like to be pregnant?”
The group turned to look at her, caught off guard by the sudden question.
Emily, still lying on her stomach, raised her head to look at Olivia. “Uh, not really. I like the way I look, no need to fuck my body up by getting pregnant.”
Rachel, who was floating in the water, treaded over to the group. “Same here. I’d really rather not get voluntarily fat.”
Lauren looked at Olivia with a curious expression. “Why do you ask, Liv?” Lauren asked, arching her eyebrows.
“No reason. I was just curious, I guess,” Olivia replied nonchalantly, but her mind was racing. She couldn’t explain why she suddenly felt so drawn to the idea of being pregnant. Maybe it was the peaceful atmosphere of the resort, the way it seemed to slow everything down and make her more aware of her body. Or maybe it was the way Matthew looked at her, his love and devotion so clear in his eyes. Or perhaps it was simply the beauty of the pregnant women she’d seen earlier, their swollen bellies a trophy of whoever impregnated them. Whatever the reason, Olivia’s words had sparked a fire in Matthew’s mind, and he couldn’t help but picture her pregnant, her belly round and full of their child.
He tried to push the thought away, but it lingered in the back of his mind, taunting him with its allure. Matthew couldn’t deny the fact that he found the idea of Olivia being pregnant to be incredibly arousing.
But he knew that he couldn’t tell anyone that. It was a secret that he had to keep hidden, at least for now.
No one brought up the topic again for the rest of the morning or afternoon, though the idea secretly percolated in the minds of Olivia and Matthew. They said nothing, even to each other, though both spent the day stealing glances at various women in different stages of pregnancy.
The sun was setting as the group met for dinner. Overflowing plates of grilled seafood and vibrant salads adorned the center of the table, bringing the bounty of the ocean to their palates.
They dined near a Tiki torch, casting dancing shadows across their satisfied faces.
The group was discussing the upcoming yoga classes and hiking trails, but Matthew and Olivia found themselves stealing glances at pregnant women again.
A woman, with golden-brown skin and a dark, flowing hair, cradled her swollen belly as she walked along the beach.
Matthew watched her, enraptured by the sight of her protruding stomach. The curve of her belly, the gentle sway of her hips, the way her breasts seemed to have grown heavier, all sparked an intense fascination in him.
Throughout the dinner, his eyes kept returning to her, and he could feel his body responding in a primal way that he had never experienced before. Matthew couldn’t explain why he found the sight of her so arousing, but he couldn’t deny the growing desire he felt.
Meanwhile, Olivia was having similar thoughts. She found herself entranced by the sight of pregnant women, and the more she saw them, the more she felt her body responding. Her heart rate quickened, her breath became shallow, and she felt a warm, tingling sensation in her lower abdomen.
Olivia tried to ignore the feeling, taking another sip of her drink, but it was no use.
The sight of the pregnant woman had awakened something deep within her, and she couldn't shake the desire to experience the feeling of being pregnant herself.
Her thoughts were interrupted by James, who leaned over to speak to her. "You seem distracted, Liv. Everything okay?" James asked, peering at her with concern in his eyes. Olivia snapped back to reality, blinking at James. "Oh, yes. Sorry, I zoned out for a minute. I was just thinking about the hiking trails we're going to explore tomorrow." She smiled, hoping to put his worries to rest.
Matthew, sensing Olivia's discomfort, quickly changed the subject. "Hey, I heard there's a live band playing at the resort bar tonight. Anyone up for checking it out after dinner?"
Olivia breathed a sigh of relief, grateful for Matthew's quick thinking. "Yes, that sounds like a great idea!" She said, her enthusiasm returning in full force.
The group readily agreed, and they finished their dinner with lively conversation and laughter.
Later that evening, Matthew and Olivia were in bed reading their books. Olivia was engrossed in her mindfulness book while Matthew was immersed in a photography magazine. However, Matt's thoughts kept drifting back to the pregnant woman on the beach and Olivia's sudden curiosity about pregnancy.
As if she had been reading his mind, Olivia suddenly put down her book and blurted out “I think I might want to be pregnant” she exclaimed, waiting anxiously for Matthew’s response.
Matthew's eyes widened with surprise, but after a moments hesitation, he excitedly told Olivia “Babe I’ve been thinking the same thing about you all day!”
He paused, and then continued. “Are…are you thinking about having a baby and starting a family and all that?” He asked, inquisitively.
“That’s the weird thing,” Olivia said after a moment thinking about her answer. “I’m not really thinking about that at all. I just can’t stop thinking about being impregnated and being pregnant. Everything that comes after that just doesn’t seem to matter to me right now. Is that weird?” She asked. Matthew stared at her, unable to believe what he was hearing. For the past few hours, he had been grappling with the same intense desire, but he would never have imagined that Olivia felt the same way.
He paused, gathering his thoughts before responding. ”Babe, I’ve been thinking the exact same thing,” Matthew admitted, feeling a sense of relief wash over him.
He continued, ”I don’t know where this sudden desire is coming from, but I can’t shake the feeling of wanting to see you pregnant. It’s like something primal and instinctual is driving me to want to impregnate you, and I can’t explain why. Is that crazy?”
Olivia smiled, feeling an overwhelming sense of understanding and connection with Matthew. ”No, it’s not crazy,” she said, reassuringly. ”I’ve been feeling the exact same way.” Olivia confessed.
"I don't fully understand it either, but I can't stop thinking about it. I keep picturing myself with a swollen belly and feeling my baby move inside me. It's almost overwhelming." She looked at Matthew with a mix of vulnerability and desire, making his heart race.
As Olivia looked at Matthew, her eyes glanced down at his waist. Olivia's eyes widened with surprise, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she continued to stare at Matthew's growing erection, wondering if it had anything to do with picturing her big and pregnant. Olivia couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and desire surge through her body, knowing that her own thoughts were fueling his physical response.
"God, Olivia, I can't stop thinking about it either," Matthew said, breaking the silence. "Seeing you like that, round and pregnant, it's all I can think about."
Olivia's heart skipped a beat, hearing him say that. She had been wrestling with these newfound feelings all day, wondering if she was alone in them, but now she knew that Matthew felt the same way.
"I want it so bad," Olivia confessed, reaching down to touch herself. "I want to feel you inside me, growing and filling me up."
Matthew groaned at her words, his cock throbbing harder in response. He moved closer to her, pulling off her clothes as they kissed passionately.
His hands roamed over her body, feeling her curves and softness, while she did the same to him. Their bodies pressed together, skin against skin, as they explored each other hungrily.
Her hands gripped his shoulders as he worshipped her body, his tongue exploring every inch of her skin.
"Fuck, Matthew," Olivia moaned, throwing her head back in ecstasy. "That feels so good."
Matthew growled in response, his lips curving into a wicked smile. He loved hearing her moan his name, loved knowing that he was the one making her feel so good. He moved lower, his tongue tracing a path down her stomach, stopping just above her pubic bone.
Olivia's breath hitched as she felt his breath hot against her skin. Matthew looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire.
"Please, Matthew," Olivia begged, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need you inside me."
Matthew didn't need any more encouragement. He spread her legs wide, his tongue probing her slick folds. Olivia cried out, arching her back off the bed as he teased her clit with his tongue. Matthew's fingers joined in, sliding in and out of her easily.
Olivia was so wet, so ready for him. She reached down, threading her fingers through his hair as she rode his face. Her hips moved in time with his fingers, meeting his every thrust.
"Yes, Matthew, just like that," she cried out, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
Matthew hitched her legs over his shoulders, his tongue delving even deeper. Olivia's hands gripped the sheets as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. She was close, so close to the edge.
And just when she thought she couldn't take it any longer, Matthew moved up to hover over her, his eyes blazing with desire. "I need to be inside you, Olivia," he growled, his voice husky with desire. "I need to feel you clenching around my cock as I fill you up with my seed."
Olivia's breath caught in her throat at his filthy words. She had never heard Matthew talk like this before, but she fucking loved it. "Yes, please, Matthew," she begged, spreading her legs wider.
"Fuck me, fill me up with your cum."
Matthew didn't need any more convincing. He positioned himself at her entrance, his thick cock resting against her slick folds. He looked down at her, their eyes locked as he slowly pushed inside her. Olivia's back arched off the bed as he filled her, stretching her in the most delicious way.
"God, Olivia, you feel so fucking good," Matthew groaned, his hips starting to move in slow, shallow thrusts.
Olivia wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper. "Harder, Matthew, please. I need to feel you everywhere."
Matthew increased his pace, driving into her with wild abandon. His balls slapped against her ass with each powerful thrust, the sound echoing in the room.
Olivia met him stroke for stroke, their bodies slapping together in a primal rhythm. Their moans and cries filled the air, mingling with the sound of their heavy breathing.
"Fuck, Olivia.
You feel so fucking tight," Matthew grunted as he drove deeper into her, bottoming out with each thrust. "I'm not on birth control, I stopped taking it when we got here," she gasped, her nails digging into his back. "I want to feel you cum inside me. I want to get pregnant." Matthew's heart pounded in his chest as he heard her words. He had never gone bareback with Olivia before, but the thought of filling her up with his cum, of potentially knocking her up, was almost too much to handle. He pushed into her harder, feeling her slick walls grip him tighter without the barrier of latex between them.
Every thrust felt more intense, more intimate than ever before. Her slick pussy wrapped around him, gripping him tightly, as if begging to be filled with his seed. Matthew groaned as he felt himself getting closer, the pleasure building with each thrust. It was almost overwhelming, the sensation of her bare skin against his, the heat and wetness of her as he slid in and out. Olivia's eyes locked on his, her breath hitching as she felt him swell inside her.
"I want to feel you cum inside me, Matthew," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "I want to get pregnant with your baby."
Matthew's heart raced at her words, feeling his cock throb deep inside her. He couldn't believe what was happening, how turned on he was by the thought of impregnating her, of filling her up with his cum.
He had never felt this way before, this raw, primal need to breed, to mark her as his own.
Olivia felt him grow even larger inside her, his hips pistoning in and out as he fucked her harder, faster, without a condom. She felt every inch of him, the head of his cock rubbing against her g-spot with each thrust, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body.
Matthew groaned as he felt her muscles clench around him, her pussy tightening as she approached orgasm. He wanted to make this last as long as possible, but the feel of her bare skin against his was getting to be too much to bear.
“I’m getting close, Liv” he gasped. “I can feel it building, it’s almost there.”
Olivia’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she looked up at him.
“ Please, Matthew, fill me up. I want to feel your cum inside me, breeding me. I want to be pregnant with your baby. It’s all I can think about,” Olivia begged, her voice husky and thick with lust as she began a torrent of pleas for Matthew’s cum. “ Please, Matthew. I need you to cum inside me. I want to feel your hot load filling me up and making me pregnant. It's the only thing I can think about, the only thing that feels right," Olivia moaned, her eyes shining with excitement.
"I want you to imagine me, my body all swollen and round, heavy with your child. I want to feel you inside me, breeding me, filling me up with your cum."
Olivia's words ignited a fire in Matthew's chest, his cock throbbing at her dirty talk.
"Fuck, Liv," he growled, his hands gripping her hips harder. "You have no idea how much I want that too. You'd be so fucking sexy, your belly swollen with my baby, your tits full and heavy with milk."
Matthew's dirty words sent Olivia over the edge, her orgasm crashing over her in waves of pleasure. She cried out, her nails digging into Matthew's back as he thrust into her, chasing his own release.
With a final, deep thrust, Matthew came hard, filling Olivia up with his hot seed.
She moaned with pleasure as she felt him cumming inside her, imagining all that sperm desperately searching for an egg to fertilize. She wrapped her legs tightly around him, pulling him deeper as he pulsed within her, a desperate cry for him to fill her up even more.
I came so hard inside you," Matthew panted as he collapsed on top of her, his still-throbbing cock still buried deep within her.
"I can feel it," she whispered, a gentle smile on her face. "It's so warm and comforting.
I feel so full," Olivia cooed, her voice filled with wonder as she reveled in the sensation of Matthew's cum filling her up.
Matthew groaned at her words, his cock still buried deep inside her as he caught his breath.
He could feel his cum leaking out of her, trickling down her thighs, as he slowly pulled out. Olivia winced slightly as he withdrew, feeling a momentary sense of emptiness.
But that feeling quickly disappeared as she looked down at her body, marveling at the warm, sticky evidence of Matthew's orgasm. She watched as Matthew's cum dripped out of her, tracing a glistening path down her inner thighs. A thrill of excitement and satisfaction ran through her, knowing that she might have just been impregnated by the man of her dreams.
Matthew, too, couldn't help but stare at the sight of his semen leaking out of Olivia's raw and well-fucked pussy.
He had never gone bareback with her before, but the thought of potentially impregnating her, filling her up with his seed, had turned him on beyond belief.
"God, Olivia, that was fucking amazing," Matthew panted, his voice thick with lust and satisfaction. "I've never come so hard like that before."
Olivia couldn't help but smile at Matthew's words. She had never felt so satisfied, so fulfilled, after sex before. The thought of potentially being pregnant with Matthew's child made her feel dizzy with desire and excitement.
She couldn't wait to find out if she was carrying his baby, couldn't wait to see her belly swell and her breasts grow heavy with milk.
She knew that the thought of impregnation turned Matthew on as much as it did her, and she couldn't wait to see how far he would take it.
Olivia and Matthew spent the next few hours fantasizing about Olivia being pregnant, inevitably fucking again when the fantasies became too exciting. They finally fell asleep in each others’ arms well past midnight.