Asking Him a Third Time

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I strolled quietly into the house and silently shut the door. “I’m shaking nonstop now, and my stomach is on fire,” I cried, walking to the bathroom.

I held the box in my right hand, but kept it to my stomach at the door. ‘I hear Marco in the living room, but I may have to tell him something,’ I thought before I lazily made my way into the bathroom.

I ambled in there and shut the door. I immediately went right to the toilet and sat on it. I held the box towards my stomach for a moment and shed a few more tears. My feet tapped the floor frequently, and I couldn’t stop vibrating to save my life.

“I’ve thrown up at least five times in the last two days, but now I’m wondering: did Marco get me pregnant? We’ve been together for over a year now, and he has made love to me hundreds of times. He loves me more than a stepsister, but what would he say if I am knocked up now? Would he break up with me, or tell me to abort it? Shit, I don’t know,” I sobbed, wiping away my tears. “Love is one thing, but this is potentially huge. I’m in college now, but do I just drop out if I am pregnant?”

I just shed tears and eyeballed the pregnancy test box for a few minutes. ‘I feel my heart beating faster than when he first made love to me. I don’t even know if I want a baby, I’m only nineteen. Our parents are happy that we’re together, but they will probably freak if its true. I’m too young to be a mom, and they certainly do want me to stay in college. How can I balance having a baby and college?’ I thought before I dropped the box and covered my face. “Fudge, I don’t even know if its true, but I fear the worst. Marco could be happy, and our parents could support us. It isn’t likely, but it could happen. He has told me numerous times how much he loves me, so it is possible. Then why am I crying so much? Well, because I know this is a big freaking deal.”

I fretted and kept my eyes down on the box for a little while after that. As far as I knew, Marco had no idea that I was in the bathroom. My tears had stopped somewhat, but they didn’t stop completely.

‘I’ve never felt my stomach so tied up before in my life; this is screwed up, considering we haven’t even talked about marriage or having a baby. I wouldn’t want him to feel he has to marry me, but maybe that’s the best thing for us. He would be mine then, but would he want me to be his as well? I’ll have him, right here, right now. I know I love him and will support him in every single way, but does he have the same feelings?’

I couldn’t fathom every single detail of my situation, but my mind seemed to focus on the biggest one.

Although, then I just leaned down to the box again. “I don’t even know for certain yet,” I muttered, grabbing it. “I’ll just take the damn test, and wait to see the results.”

I took it out of the box, lifted my skirt, pushed down my panties and took the test. I stayed on the toilet for the time being and failed to utter a single word. I bit down on my bottom lip nonstop, but managed not to freak out.

“Okay, it takes two minutes,” I moaned, angling my head back. “If I am pregnant, he will love me and support us. He’ll want to keep the baby and want to marry me too. Even though we’re still young, and the whole college thing, he’ll want it because I’ll be his. I know it, I know it, and I know it. We love each other like no one else, and in the end, it’ll be alright because we’re right for each other. We get along, and have a great relationship,” I explained as I moved forward and backward, but before I peeked back down at the test.

It took another moment for the results to come up, but with each passing second, I rubbed more and more tears away.

“Shit, two lines means it is positive: I’m pregnant,” I sobbed.

I cried and eyeballed the test for another few minutes. I couldn’t speak again, and I just tried to comprehend the whole thing again, only this time, I knew the results. After those four minutes, I dropped it and covered my face with both hands.

I rubbed it ever so slowly and frequently sobbed for a few more minutes. I calmly rose up after that and pulled my underwear back up. As my skirt dropped back down, I heard footsteps out in the hallway.

‘Crap, he must be coming in here. I can’t let Marco see me crying or the test,’ I thought before I picked it up and put it in the trash.

“Sloan?” I heard him ask.

“Crud,” I fretted, wiping away my tears again. “I can’t just deliver this news in the bathroom; it has to be special. Maybe I should ask him for a dinner date tonight.”

After another moment, I heard a knock on the door. “Sloan, are you in there?”

I swallowed and made one more quick cleanse of my tears. “Yes, I’m in here.”

Then the door opened. “Hi, babe,” he greeted me, coming in with me. “Are you okay, you look upset?”

“I’m fine,” I muttered, failing to make eye contact.

“Good,” he added before he kissed me, went to the toilet and lifted the seat.

He let his wood out. “I’m sorry, I have to onwin giri┼č take a leak,” he announced, looking at me.

Even as I heard him actually pee, I kept my eyes on his. “You are alright pissing in front of me?”

“Yes, we’re boyfriend and girlfriend that love each other, so I think we’re serious enough for me to do it, don’t you think?”

I couldn’t help, but to open up my waterworks again and wrap my arms around him on his left side.

“Whoa, Sloan, what are you doing? I’m doing my business now,” he protested, shaking a bit.

Even as I heard his words, I couldn’t stop. I felt the love coursing through my body solely awakened by his odd action. I wasn’t sure why it happened like that, but it did. After a few seconds, he stayed still and finished.

Then he put his member away, did up his shorts and turned to me. “What’s wrong, Sloan, you look like you were crying?”

“I just know I love you more life itself, Marco, and I want nothing more than for us to stay together forever.”

“What do you mean, you want to get married?”

I calmly leaned away, but took his hands in mine. “Is there any possible scenario that you could picture wanting to marry me? We already love each other dearly, and now we’re feeling safe enough to go to the bathroom in front of each other. I don’t want to pressure you, but is that even something you might want?”

He bit down on his bottom lip and broke eye contact.

“I’m sorry,” I said, backing away. “I can already tell you don’t like it,” I mentioned before I turned away.

“Wait,” he whined, coming to me. “You can’t just bring up that idea out of the blew, and only wait ten seconds for me to answer,” he pointed out, turning me back around. “Marriage is much more complicated than that. It is more than just a ring and piece of paper; we have to be ready for it. We need to be sure we’re ready to be attached at the hip so to speak. I know we love each other, but is marriage something you really want? You’re only nineteen and in college now. Are you sure about me? Can you be certain that you want to be my ball and chain forever?”

I sucked my lips into my mouth, shed a few more tears and nodded. Marco failed to say anything, but he did kiss me. I placed my hands onto his thighs, and he let his on my lower back too. Regardless of what happened, I couldn’t stop crying.

‘Oh, how can I not tell him? I’m sobbing and shaking around too, so I have to spill my guts.’

My lips gently drifted off his, and I slanted my head down. Not a word drop from either of our mouths for a moment, but he took his hands in mine. I could only imagine what was going through his mind, but I couldn’t seem to make myself talk.

“Is there something on your mind, Sloan? Something you need to tell me?”

“Would you like to go on a date tonight?”

“Okay, but there is going be bad news delivered during the date though?” he chuckled.

“I don’t want to tell you in the bathroom, Marco. I just have some news to share, and I can’t be sure how you’ll react. I’m just scared that something might happen to us.”

“Would you like to have sex first, so maybe it’ll soften the blow and make you feel better about giving it to me?”

“No, but would you think it is something I should do for you? Would a blow job make you feel better afterward?”

“I don’t even know what you are talking about, step sis,” he laughed again. “I can’t imagine you cheated, so it must be something bigger than that,” he suggested before a pause. “I can’t stress this enough: I love you. I promise I’ll never stop loving you, Sloan,” he stated before kissing me and wrapping his arms around me. “In the end, I’m happy with you, our parents are too, and you seem to love me more and more every day. Why else would you attack me when we first see each other every day? There is nothing you could tell me that would compromise our relationship.”

I nodded and kissed him once. I opened my mouth, but I still couldn’t formulate the most straightforward sentence. After another minute, I had him sit down on the toilet, and I grabbed onto his hands again. Then I casually peeked back up at him and sucked my lips into my mouth again.

“Sloan, are you pregnant?” he asked before a thirty-second pause where he eyeballed me the whole time. “That’s a yes, no actual words, your eyes have widened completely, and you’re crying even more.”

“Please tell you’re not upset, Marco,” I cried. “I don’t want to lose you, because you mean everything to me. I beg you, don’t break up with me.”

“You drama queen,” he made clear, encasing his arms around me. “You mean everything to me too, Sloan. I’d rather cover myself in scorpions with poisonous fangs than break up with you.”


“Yes,” he answered, backing away about a foot and leaving his hands on my lower back. “I love you, now and forever, but shit, you’re really pregnant?”

“Yes, I took the test, and it was positive. I’ve been sick a bit lately, and I got the idea yesterday. onwin yeni giri┼č I had to find out without you knowing; I didn’t want to give you a false alarm. It just scared me so much, I was sobbing the whole time before and after I took the test. Then I spent like twenty minutes in here trying to comprehend the whole thing. How would you take it, are we ready for this because we’re not married? What would our parents think, or what if you wanted me to abort it.”

“No, of course not, step sis. I would never ask you to do that; I’d never forgive myself,” he told me before he kissed me and kept his face close. “You are the single most important person to me. I’ll do anything for you, and I do mean anything. When it comes down to it, I fell for you when I made love to you on prom night. Then that next day, we officially became a couple and came out to our parents. I already loved you, but you took us to the next level, and you became the girlfriend I never thought I’d get. Since then, I’ve haven’t regretted it at all, and have only cherished being with you.”

I licked my lips for a moment and kept my eyes on him the whole time. We held our hands together and just kept one another’s company as the lovers we seemed to be smiling at each other. We failed to speak, but then I slowly stood up, and he followed.

“Sloan, why are you crying?”

“Because I couldn’t be happier to be with you too. Marco, will you please ask me to marry you so that I can say ‘Yes.’?”

“You want to get married?”

“Yes, I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine, now and forever, just as we love each other,” I replied before kissing him. “After I saw the positive test, I thought about it, and I knew I wanted it, not for you or me, but us and our baby. I want nothing more now than just us being together. Please tell me you want me. I guess I’m still pressuring you, but I have all my cards on the table. I won’t go to college, and just be a stay at home mom. You’ve already been wonderful to me: supporting me and making sure I’m taken care of in every aspect of life. I couldn’t be more thankful to you, so I think we should take that next step now. We already see each other every single day, we seem to get along, and we don’t fight. The biggest argument has been me hogging the covers at night. So, if I’m pregnant, then I think we should take that next step, considering our history and just how far we’ve come now. You never went to the bathroom in front of me, but you just did it.”

“Yes, but I did have to go badly, and I don’t even have a ring for you though, Sloan.”

“You’d definitely do it if you did have one though? I mean just ask me and never look back?” I asked, taking his hands in mine.

“I knew things might go awry when I decided to make love to you, so I did it and never looked back. So, if a proposal is what you want, then I’ll give you one. Although, I’m not about to do it in the bathroom without a ring, plan or anything else. When I do ask you, it’ll be romantic and loving. Its always the story you want to tell people, and it would be much better if we get it right. I’m just sorry I put a bun in your oven; first, I guess condoms aren’t perfect.”

“I guess it’s my fault too, I should’ve thought about birth control before, but do you truly want to marry me though? Not for my reasons, or anything else, but because you love me enough to accept me into your life forever, be mine and raise a baby with me?”

“If it makes you happy, Sloan, then yes. Before I say another word, are there any bigger asks coming? You wanted me to take your virginity, be your boyfriend and now you are asking me to propose when you’re knocked up. Is there anything else you might need to ask me?”

“Just for us to tell our parents together that I’m with child now and propose in front of them too. I want them to be there when it happens. My mom would love to see it happen, and I’m sure your dad feels the same. We can tell them that I’m pregnant, then they’ll see how happy we are together and fly out here to celebrate. Then we go out, and you can propose,” I explained before a pause. “Unless this is just not what you want, if so, please tell me now. The last thing I want to do is force you in this with me. I will abort it, with no hard feelings, I swear. You’re not that much older than me, and I want you to want this with me. If it is not though, tell me right now.”

“Would we break up then,” he cried, squeezing my hands. “I don’t want to lose you though, step sis. I’ve never been so happy with a woman before, but this is huge. Will I lose you though?”

“No, of course not, Marco,” I sobbed, wrapping my arms around his neck. “I don’t want to lose you either. You mean everything to me too, and I surely do not want to lend my heart to someone else. I still know you’re my first love, but I don’t want a second. I just want you,” I stated before kissing him. “If you’ll have me, I’ll gladly have you, whether I give birth to this baby, or not. We can just have onwin g├╝venilirmi another down the road if you’d rather. I will not resent you if you tell me to abort it. I’ll do it for you, but as I’ve already told you, I want to keep it and raise it with you, regardless if its a boy or girl. I won’t even charge you a dime for full-time services as a mom,” I giggled. “I’ll just be here, loving and supporting you in any way I can, I promise. I’ll be the one that always consoles you on everything and makes sure you’re always happy, both physically and mentally.”

He stayed silent for a moment, and I lazily backed away. Neither of us spoke or stopped shedding tears, but I needed him to think everything over truly. I couldn’t fathom everything that went through my own mind, let alone his.

Although, after a minute, he swiftly took my hand and rushed us both out of the bathroom. I just grinned and let him lead the way. In less than a minute, we were in the bedroom where we slept together every night.

Although, as we made it to the bed, he casually just had me lie down. Then he slowly got onto the bed towards my crotch and leaned down. He kissed my stomach once through my tank top, but then peeked at me.

“I love you, Sloan,” he declared before had me bring my torso up slightly.

He pushed my skirt over towards me and then I lied back down. He brought his head down towards my legs and began kissing me all over my upper legs. I kept my eyes on him the whole time, but he didn’t glance at me.

Although, then I moved my panties just a little bit. “Are you going to eat my pussy now, Marco? It is out there ready for you.”

“Hey,” he objected, lightly slapping my hand. “You’re pregnant, let me do the work for you,” he informed me, prior to grabbing onto the sides of my underwear. “You want to take care of me, well, let me return the favor for you,” he said before calmly pulling them down.

As he had them off me, he nonchalantly came back up with me. His hands grabbed mine, and he brought me up with him. He wasted no time snatching my top and getting it off me. Although, then I took charge and got off the bed and brought my hands to my back.

“No,” he disputed, getting up with me. “Allow your boyfriend to do it for you,” he proposed, bringing his hands to my back and pasting his lips to mine.

He quickly got off my bra, and I undid my skirt as he did it. So, as I stood completely nude, he placed his hands onto my butt and caressed my cheeks. I couldn’t resist the urge to lower my hands to his crotch.

My lips calmly came off his. “May I?”

“Don’t worry, Sloan, you aren’t going to lose me either. That hard friend of yours down there has been inside you hundreds of time by now, and it got you pregnant. I’m pretty sure we can both share the lead,” he mentioned before a pause. “If anything, I feared that you’d be upset that I got you knocked up. I never thought about this happening, but if you’re happy to be a mom right now, then I’m happy to be a dad.”

“Only because I’m the mom?” I pondered, undoing his shorts.

He couldn’t answer, but then my hands made the trip into his shorts and then into his boxers as well.

“That, and literally every part of your body is rather soft too, Sloan. That’s a big plus.”

“Kiss me again.”

Then our heads came together and met in the middle. We kissed each other again, but we stood in the same position and kept our hands in place too.

‘Don’t cry; it might kill the mood a little bit. I’ll never have another dick in my hands, mouth or pussy, but I don’t care. I just want Marco’s,’ I thought, shedding tears.

I shuddered a bit, but I managed not to take my lips off his. Although, after a moment, he brought me closer to him, so my boobs went up against his chest. His schlong rubbed against my stomach too, and I felt the precum on there also.

“I’m sorry,” I cried, backing away.

“What’s wrong?” he questioned, coming to me.

I just sat down on the bed and covered my face with both hands. “Its nothing,” I sobbed.

“It isn’t nothing, step sis,” he corrected me, sitting next to me. “You already have our baby growing inside of you so now you can tell me anything,” he made clear, placing an arm on my back.

“I just love you, Marco, and you’re right: I’m a drama queen,” I stated, bringing my head up, placing my hands on his face and right before kissing him. “I couldn’t feel more lucky to have you. Words can’t express how truly great I feel to be here with you now.”

He took his shirt off as well, leaving him nude. “Its okay, be a drama queen if you want, Sloan, because I accept for who you are,” he told me before he wrapped his arms around me.

I returned the favor, and then we glued our lips together again. We also exchanged bodily fluids still and felt another’s figures like never before. No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t stop shedding tears.

We made out passionately as the lovers we were for over ten minutes as we both maintained our positions. I felt the need to take charge, but I still wanted him to take care of me so to speak. His hands came back down to my butt though, and he got back to rubbing it.

“Tell me you love me, Marco.”

“I love you, Sloan.”

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