I'm sitting on the floor in front of my full length mirror doing my makeup. Daddy's sitting on the bed behind me, watching me, admiring like he always does. I let him choose certain things so he feels included, I know he likes feeling in control of what I do.
I'm leaning close to the mirror, applying my mascara when he gets off the bed and slowly makes his way behind me, placing a hand on the top of my head while he watches me in the mirror. We make eye contact and I can't help but giggle.
"Are you done, kitten?" He asks in a calm voice and I nod. "Mhm.."
"Good..." he rubs my head gently for a bit before suddenly grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling me up to my knees. "Take your panties off and hand them to me. Now."
I bite my lip and let out a soft whimper from his tight grip on my hair, reaching up under my tiny black skirt and pulling down my lacey pink underwear, handing it to him. He smirks at me in the mirror and brings them up to his nose, breathing me in deeply, his eyes rolling back as he lets out a groan. "God you filthy little whore... these are soaked.." he stuffs them into the pocket of his pants, saving them for later while I'm away in class, no doubt.
He kneels down and turns me to face the mirror, moving his face next to my ear. "Now you're gonna be a good girl and watch yourself in the mirror while I play with you, understand?" He coos in my ear tauntingly, sending a shiver down my spine as I nod. He plants a kiss to the top of my head as he mumbles a "good girl."
He then trails his hand down the front of my body as his lips attach to my neck, kissing and sucking in a few places as he lifts my skirt and starts to touch me. His rough fingers land themselves onto my clit, rubbing in painfully slow circles as he snakes his other arm around me, wrapping that hand around my throat. He squeezes softly and holds my head in place, forcing me to stare at us both in the mirror. Watching myself getting pleasured only turns me on all the more, getting me all wet, making it so effortless when he slips his middle and ring fingers deep inside of me.
I let out a loud moan as his thumb continues to rub my sensitive clit while he fingers me, deep and hard, curling them inside me and touching my sensitive spot. I squirm and whimper and shake under his touch, writhing against him to get away, but he just holds me tighter, applying more pressure to my throat. "Come on you pretty little bitch... I want you to watch yourself cum..." he growls into my ear, and his words push me to the brink, making my head all fuzzy with pleasure and excitement.
Then he speeds up the movement of his fingers, sending me reeling over the edge as I cry out, squirting all over the mirror in front of us. He groans in my ear and pulls his fingers out quickly, shoving me forward and smushing me up against the mirror.
I'm woken up to the feeling of my legs being forced open, hot breath fanning my princess parts as he wraps his arms around my thighs, pulling me closer and holding me in place. I'm still a bit groggy and confused, not really registering fully what's going on yet, don't even realize that my thin t-shirt has been savagely torn open with the blade of a knife, exposing the whole front of my body.
The warm feeling of his wet tongue lapping against my clit brings me to my senses, my legs instinctively wanting to close but unable to as he holds me down. I let out a whimper of pleasure and reach down, grabbing handfuls of his hair and tugging softly as he eats me out, my moans filling the room as I squirm beneath him. The closer I am, the more I struggle, and he knows this; he knows my body and all my reactions like the back of his hand.
When I'm on the brink, he suddenly pulls away, leaving me cold and desperate. I let out a whine in protest, but a large hand covers my mouth to pacify me as he climbs on top of me. With his free hand, he guides his large cock to my entrance, teasing it, running the tip up and down my dripping slit.
"You want my cock, kitten? Hm? Look at you... so eager and willing as soon as you wake up, what a dirt fucking whore you are." He laughs as he removes his hand from my mouth, reaching over to grab the knife that was used to cut my shirt. He presses the blade to my throat lightly, pushing just his tip inside me.
"Now," he groans out, slowly inching himself further into me, "you're gonna be a good little girl for me... daddy's precious little fuck doll, yes?" With a rough thrust, his full length is forced inside of my tight pussy, causing me to let out a loud yelp, grasping at the sheets with my small hands.
He leans down so his face is only centimeters from my own, making a small cut on my neck with the knife. "Answer me, kitten.." he growls. I wince from the sting of the cut and whimper. "Y-yes daddy, I'll be good."
He's pleased with that answer. He presses a quick kiss to my lips, leaning down and licking the small amount of blood from my neck that has dripped from the cut. A wicked smirk takes over his lips as he tosses the knife to the side, grabbing my throat and squeezing as he starts to pound into me roughly. My eyes roll back in pleasure from how deep inside me he is and all the naughty things he mumbles into my ear as he has his way with me.
He pulls his head back and stares down at me, watching the way my mouth falls open and my eyes roll back into my head in pure bliss. He takes advantage of my open mouth by spitting into it, then on my face. "Filthy little bitch..." he growls out, "you just love being used don't you? Don't you?" He slaps my cheek, urging me to respond, but my head is so foggy with pleasure that my reaction is delayed.
"Y-yes! Yes, I love it daddy," I manage out, my words a little slurred. I'm lightheaded from him choking me, seeing stars, but my gasping for air only makes him squeeze harder.
"You breathe when I allow you to fucking breathe," he smirks, watching my consciousness slowly slip away from me before finally loosening his grip, slapping my cheek to bring me back. "Come on princess... don't you wanna cum for me?" He coos tauntingly, slowing down his thrusts so he can focus on making them harder, deeper.
I can feel him twitching and throbbing inside of me, and I squeeze around him to urge him closer, feeling my own orgasm quickly approaching. He grunts into my ear gruffly, panting his hot breath against my neck. My body is writhing underneath him, but his weight keeps me in place while he fucks me closer and closer to the edge...
An intense wave of pleasure soon washes over me, the knot in my tummy unravelling as I cum, and my own orgasm is enough to send him over the edge. His throaty groan fills my ear as his hot cum spills deep into me, filling me up completely. He collapses on top of me, crushing me a little, but the weight his also relaxing.
Once he catches his breath, he gently kisses the cut on my neck.
"Let's get you cleaned up, love."
Dirty little anal whore, yes you! I want you to start rubbing your pussy while imagining the following. I want you to read, remember and practice this.
First make sure you get on your knees. And look up at him like the pathetic anal whore you are. Always. ALWAYS. Start by opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue. Just so he can inspect it. Look at it. And give you the okay to start licking his ass. That’s what a good rimjob slut should always do.
Then make sure to give his cock and balls some attention first. Press your nose against his balls. Take his dick into your mouth and swirl your tongue around without breaking eye contact.
Then, in whatever position he prefers, start kissing his balls slowly. Slowly kissing towards his ass cheeks and spread them. Burry your face into them and slowly push your nose against his cheeks. Planting plenty kisses against his ass as you softly thank him for using your rimjob mouth
Start slowly kissing his asshole, slowly swirling your tongue on his asshole and gently fondling his balls. Just because you are a rimjob slut, doesnt mean you should neglect his balls or cock. Fondle his balls as you lick his ass nice and slowly.
Then after a while start licking faster and more sloppy. Add some saliva/spit to this and slobber alll over his fucking ass. Move your hand to his cock and gently start playing with the tip of his dick. Tip: coat your hand in your drool before doing this.
Start to get in there lil anal slut. Push your tongue in his ass and eat him the fuck out. Now start jerking off his cock too. And don’t forget to press your face roughly inbetween his cheeks. Just to show how obedient and desperate you are
I think these are the basic steps of eating ass little sluts. I think this will be helpful for you all
i want a Man to convince me that my orgasms arent real. i want a Man to convince me that i physically cannot cum, that no female can. i want a Man to convince me that the feeling i get when im too stimulated isn’t an orgasm at all, its actually really unhealthy and bad for me. that feeling is not an orgasm, it’s actually a sign that im not taking care of myself. its a sign that im not edging the right way, that im not having sex the right way. i want a Man to convince me that orgasms are only something Men can physically experience, because biologically it is necessary for Men to cum in order to breed females and there is no reason a female would ever need an orgasm. i want a Man to convince me that a females asshole and mouth are actually her main fuckholes unless being bred, that the clitoris is not for orgasms, that it is actually meant for edging and edging alone to ensure that females are constantly in a dumbed down state ready to please Men.
4 easy ways to get Men to like u that u can do today:
dumb urself down! ask a lot dum questions and say "huh?" "what?" and "i dont get it" often! be forgetful! ask ur Man to slow down or explain things multiple times, so he really understands how stupid u are and that u need his help. do this even if u have 2 pretend at first, it comes naturally the more u do it. call urself silly dum and stupid in conversation until u start 2 believe it!
compliment Men CONSTANTLY. tell them that theyre so smart after they explain something 2 u, tell them u appreciate their help and attention, tell them u need them. compliment their voice and physical features and make sure u remind them often of their Manhood. tell them that theyre sexy and strong.
apologize often! as females we are so annoying and dum and it takes a lot of patience for a Man to deal with helping us all the time. so say sorry! apologize for being so stupid, apologize when u make mistakes, apolpgize for speaking when u shouldnt, just apologize. every day, multiple times a day.
shut up! that's it lol just shut the fuck up for once
1. Above all else, proritize men’s pleasure and happiness. Your purpose on earth is to serve men. Dedicate yourself to that.
2. Dress well. This can look different depending on the men in your life. A slinky cocktail dress and stripper heels, torn fishnets and a band t-shirt, or a fifties pin up could all be appropriate. Dress to your men and your subculture. But dress to please, to offer your body, and to make men hard. You are decoration. You should never be dressed sloppily, even when alone.
3. Look good. A related point, and similarly flexible. Wear makeup. Take care of your skin. Keep body hair to the tastes of the men who are gracious enough to use you. Get rid of all body hair if you’re unowned. Be as skinny as you can be, unless your owner likes you fat. Sloppiness, dirtiness, and laziness are unacceptable.
4. Speak and act with deference and allure. Laugh at men’s jokes. Ask questions about their passions. Be polite, submissive, demure. Flirt, offer yourself up to his gaze. Make every man you meet feel like the king they are. No exceptions. Never be a cunt, or bitchy, and never, ever interrupt or insult a man.
5. Be sexually available. Spread your legs to every man who asks. Offer your throat freely. Yes, you swallow. Yes, you do anal. You also lick ass, do ass to mouth, take facials, swallow piss, and anything else that turns him on. You’re a sex object. Say yes. Also…
6. Never say no to a man. And never argue. His actions are right, his desires are reasonable.
7. Edge constantly. Never cum without permission from a man. Edging keeps you wets, ready, horny, and submissive. Edging is fucktoy maintenance. Orgasm is something you categorically do not deserve. If a man allows you to cum you are lucky.
I Was trawling the internet yesterday evening, specifically some of the sites I use for finding fun, when I saw someone's profile asking, Who wants to use my gloryhole?
Well if you peeps know me as well as you think you do, you know I bloody love a gloryhole! So, of course, I sent him a DM, asking him if he was looking for someone to pop a cock through, or for someone to be on the receiving end.
It was quite a while before I got a response. I could see he had been on my profile and had clearly had a good look through my stuff there, but eventually, he did respond.
He told me that he had been looking for guys to visit him. He was a gay man who (understandably) liked sucking cock. I wished him luck and prepared to move on, but a few moments later, he DM'd me once more.
He went on to tell me that he had often fantasised about sharing what came through that hole with another person, though he had always wanted it to be another guy, yet he was, as he put it, "horny enough to let a girl join in" so long as he didn't have to touch her.
Well, I could deal with that if he could! So, we set things up and I went to pay him a visit. I noted, as I made my way there, that he had updated his profile to, Gloryhole open. Manned by boy/girl tag-team. And he had also messaged me to say that since updating, he had had quite a number of responses from guys wanted to know where to go!
Things sounded like they could be fun!
It took me about an hour to get there. Tiff was working, so I was reliant on public transport... always a joy. When I got there, he welcomed me in quite excitedly, saying he was expecting the first visitors to arrive any moment.
He took me through to the back of his house, and showed me into a little vestibule attached to the back of his kitchen, that led out onto his back yard. The windows, that would normally overlook the yard, had their blinds pulled down and he had placed a couple of chairs by the back door, as well as some cushions on the floor. I could see the gloryhole itself, about four inches across, cut into the door. he had even lined the edge of the hole with foam, for added comfort. Not bad at all! Most of these things (especially public ones) are lucky to have some duct tape plastered around it to protect from splinters!
He checked his phone again and excitedly informed me that his first guest was just pulling into the street and would be here any moment. So, I did what came naturally to me in those moments. I got naked! Much to his surprise. He seemed rather taken aback... I guess being gay, he's not used to being around naked women...
"You might want to do the same." I smiled. "You don't wanna get cum stains on your clothes, do you?
He looked a little uncertain, but he nodded slowly and began to strip down to nothing. He was cute. A little tubby, but with a nice face and an adorable cock, that flaccidly jiggled between his legs.
His pants were still around his ankles when we heard a knock at the door, then a cock appeared through the hole. We both grinned, first at the hard cock, then at each other, any discomfort all but vanishing over a mutual love of dick. We got to our knees and began licking at the hard meat that was presented to us.
There were a few more moments of awkwardness from him, as occasionally, our lips, or our tongues touched and he flinched at it, but we managed to get our guest there regardless, as after several minutes, we heard a muttered voice say "I'm gonna cum..." So, we got our selves positioned to recieve.
We knelt facing it, side by side, our cheeks touching and our mouths open wide. Our guest spurted his thick load and we managed to catch some of it in our mouths. The rest splashed across our faces.
The cock vanished back through the door and we heard his footsteps leaving the building. We sat back on the chairs, giggling happily, enjoying that salty taste in our mouths.
"Hi, I'm Jay, by the way." my new friend laughed, reaching for a towel to wipe his face. "We didn't get much of a chance to introduce ourselves before."
"I'm Steph, "I replied." Thanks for letting me come along. You shouldn't wipe that off though."
He looked at me, the towel almost on his face.
"It's way hotter to leave it on you, let it build up." I smiled, a little dripple of jizz running over my lip. I caught it with my tongue.
He told me he had never thought of that before, but the idea was really hot (I could tell that much, he had quite the erection now!) He also told me he hadn't done this that often yet. He had only had the gloryhole a few months, and this was his third time using it.
There was another knock, and a second later, another cock appeared. That was enough chat, time to get to work!
We eagerly gobbled it down. He was still a little awkward when we made contact, but I just decided to let him be. There wasn't much I could do to help him there I guessed. Minutes later, we assumed the receeving position again, this time we caught very little in our mouths, but the load was huge and plastered across our faces!
There was very little time to recover from that though. Even before he pulled his cock back through the door, we heard him speaking to someone in hushed tones. A few seconds later, we were hard at work once again.
A third guy had lined up even before this guy had finished, so when he came (Jay managed to get most of it in his mouth that time) we had literally two seconds before the next guy appeared through the hole!
By the time the fourth guy appeared, we were both pretty drenched with cum. Not only that, but Jay was starting to act a little cock-drunk too. He was getting very excited and it was clear his inhibitions were dropping because he no longer flinched when we touched.
Not only that, but when number four blew his load, and I caught most of it, Jay giggled, "Share hunnie!" and pushed his mouth against mine, scooping drooly cum direct from my mouth with his tongue!
"Would you scoop cum from my pussy like that too?" I laughed. he shrugged.
"Maybe... I'm getting a little giddy haha!" he replied with a laugh.
Number five came and left pretty quick, lasting less than a minute between our eager tongues. This time, I manged to catch some in my mouth (which he let me keep this time) and the rest dribbled onto my breast. I dared Jay to lick it off. He hesitated for a moment, but did so, licking it off my nipple quickly.
"Ewww that's so fucking gay!" He laughed. I laughed back, as number six poked through the hole.
Jay was touching himself as we pleasured this one, and not only that, but whenever our lips touched while we played with the cock, he no longer flinched. In fact, towards the end of number six, those little touches were becoming little open-mouthed, tongue heavy kisses!
When number seven arrived, Jay didn't need to touch himself any more. I had reached out to grab it myself. This did cause him to flinch away momentarily, but not for long. He was clearly very interested in the very large number seven, throbbing so close by, that he had to scooch back over. Frankly, I think he quite liked me doing that, though I imagine he was imagining the guy at the door doing it!
Number eight, Jay let me have to myself. He said he was getting a little too close to cumming himself and didn't want to just yet. So I happily devoured the presented cock alone, swallowing every drip of cum without taking it from my mouth.
I opted to let Jay have number nine all to himself after that. Only fair to return the favour. Besides, I love watching people suck cock. I love to get close up and watch that cock sliding back and forth between someone's lips. It's so hot!
Then, a naughty thought came over me.
I shuffled around Jay, so I was behind him. He was on his knees, but leaning forward so his body was horizontal almost. Perfect!
Without giving him chance to figure out what I was doing, I grabbed a cheek with each hand, and pushed my tongue against his asshole, licking it firmly. I heard a muffled groan coming from around the front, and he pushed his ass back a little.
I figured this meant he was OK with it, so I carried on, licking his hole and even pushing my tongue into it too! He seemed to really enjoy this. So much so, that when number nine came down Jay's throat, he didn't actually move out of the way for a minute or two!
There was a lull then, that seemed to last a little too long and we came to the realisation, that things seemed to have come to an end.
"Oh well, just one cock left to milk!" I laughed, reaching out to Jay's, my mouth open wide.
He flinched away considerably. he said he wasn't too comfortable letting me do that. He said it was one thing to fool around when we were sucking cock together, but it felt very different otherwise.
"Hmm... you like ass, don't you?" I offered, determined to have one last bit of fun.
"Yeah," he replied. "Guy ass."
I giggled and opened the door.
"You won't know the difference through here!" I said, grinning through my cum plastered face.
"Haha! I'm not going out there to fuck you through the door." he shook his head. "My neighbours could quite easily see into the back yard if they actually looked you know."
I chuckled, surprised that he didn't mind them seeing random guys sticking their cocks through the door though.
"That's fine," I grinned, opening the door. "I'll go on that side then. Just make sure you fuck me hard!"
"Wait...!" he began to cry out, but it was too late. I was outside, naked, in his back yard. I glanced around as I put my ass to the gloryhole, pulling my cheeks open with my hands. It was dark out, but he was right. You could see windows from the other houses nearby, and the kitchen light shining behind me was almost like a spotlight!
Heh, I kinda hoped a few people were watching at least!
"Come on sweetie," I called back. "I'm all lined up!"
Silence for a few moments, then, "Fine... But I'm looking at gay porn on my phone while I do it!"
I felt his cock come through the hole and poke against me. I won't lie, it wasn't an easy process to get it inside of me but after some perseverance, he got into me. I heard him moan as he slid in. Clearly, it felt good even if I was a girl!
After al the cock sucking I had been doing, I admit, it felt good to me too!
But things got better...
At that moment, number ten turned up!
"Oh... erm... is this not the gloryhole?" He asked me, a little confused.
"Yeah," I grunted, "It's my mouth. Come fuck it, sweetie!"
Seeing me there, naked, my face plastered in cum, being vigorously fucked by someone unseen, my mouth wide open, he didn't need telling twice!
I had a lovely ten minutes or so being spit-roasted in the open air!
Sadly, all good things must come to an end. Jay did so first, though not surprisingly, considering how excited he was and how long he had lasted so far. I won't lie to you guys. Having a gay man shoot his load of up your girl-ass is quite the turn on! I began my orgasm at that point. I felt it welling up inside me, threatening to burst like a balloon!
I managed to hold on though, until number ten blew his wad into my hungry mouth. Then, I let it go, falling to my knees and moaning wildly.
Number ten didn't stick around while I did that. he had finished and fucked off haha. Jay helped me back into the house once I had finished. I noticed a few lights in neighbouring windows had come on. Had I been too loud? Oops.
When we had both calmed down, we showered. Together, which surprised me a little. We even washed each other while we chatted about everything that had just happened.
Jay seemed a little bit more open-minded about interacting with a woman too. He said that if I wanted to do this again, he might not make me go outside to use my ass. Though he would certainly need the gay porn to watch while he did it.
I'm totally fine with that!
I think we might have to do this again, real soon!
God wouldnt it be so hot if you shoved your cock in me in the middle of the night? You're pleasuring yourself with my body while I'm asleep and I just wake up ever so sleepy but your cock is just so warm and filling. You use your body weight to pin me to the bed and fill my pussy even deeper while whispering in my ear. "Shhhhhhh. I know, I know it feels good. But I'm not done just yet, love. Go back to sleep for me, okay? I'll be gentle."
Imagine waking up in the morning with a huge load deep inside you. Ugh. Craving that so bad rn.
Lowkey highkey in the mood for someone to just casually play with my pussy while we're watching tv or something. Trace the slit, push my legs apart so you have better access, let your fingers explore and feel around. Spread my wetness all over my lips, rub my clit, dip a finger or two inside. Maybe let me guide your hand to let you know what feels good. No need to rush anything, or make me come right away, just soft touches and exploring.
I have been in a relationship with my girlfriend Rachel now for a few years. I have to tell you, I lucked out when it came to her. Long dark curly hair, tiny waist, tight butt and pert, perky tits. The kind you get lost in for days on end…… You get the picture.
We have always had an amazing sex life too, ranging from slow sensual love making sessions to the other end of the spectrum.
One night, we were fooling around in bed and she pulled out the strap on we keep in the drawer. I immediately felt my cock throb even harder as I love when she pegs me. She slipped it on, applied large amounts of lube and positioned the 7inch dildo at my ass and gentle applied pressure as she leaned over me. I moan and groaned as I felt it slide deep into my back passage and start rubbing against my prostate. When she had bottomed out, she started to slowly pull out and thrust back, building up a rhythm until she was fucking me good and fast.
'That's it, take my big fat cock' she growled at me.
'Fuck yes, fuck me please!' I begged her.
Next thing out of her mind was a bit of a shocker, I'll admit but we usually engage in some dirty talk in bed and most of the time it's just a spur of the moment thing.
'I'd love to see you take a real cock in your ass as I sit on your face!'
At this point, passion had overtaken me and I think even I was surprised by what came out of my mouth.
'Yes, yes! Anything for you!' I groaned.
Taking this as a positive, she kept fucking me, telling me how she's going to see me take a cock down my throat and up my ass. All the dirty talk was turning me on more than I can remember and next thing I know she grabs my cock, gives it a couple of tugs and I am spewing cum all over my stomach.
As we caught our breaths and cleaned ourselves up, we were lying in bed and she turned to me.
'Did you mean it? When you said you would do that for me?' She asked.
'To be honest, I'm not sure. I got kinda caught up in the moment' I replied. As I said this, she had this playful smirk on her face as we cuddled in and went to sleep.
As I lay there in the dark, I couldn't help but think. I had been curious about what it would be liked to be with another man sexually. While watching porn I tended to go for the ones with big dicks and was just as turned on watching the woman as I was watching the porn studs do their thing, wondering what it would be liked to feel a cock in my mouth and up my ass.
As I grew older however, these thoughts happened less and less and since I met Rachel, I barely thought about it all, such was the amazing sex life we had. The dirty talk had however reawakened these thoughts and I fantasised about cock as I drifted off to sleep.
The next few weeks passed as normal, though I noticed that the anal play and pegging became more frequent than before (not that I was complaining!) and the dirty talk continued. Even the porn we watched changed to include bigger cocks and dominant woman pegging their men. Looking back on it now, it was obvious what she was up to but at the time I didn't think anything of it.
Fast forward a few weeks and I came home from work as normal and Rachel was already home. She was looking very dressed up and I immediately felt my cock twitch when I saw her.
'You're looking awfully dressed up tonight' I commented.
'Yeah, Steve from work is leaving and we're having a few drinks at the bar round the corner if you fancy joining us?'
'Nah I'll stay home, you go have fun' I said.
'Awwww, Jeff please come with me. I always have more fun when you're out and you know everyone, I work with already so it's not like you'll be with strangers' She pleaded and then batted her eyelashes at me.
I laughed a little,
'You know I can't say no to you, give me 5 minutes to get changed'.
Sure enough, within 10 minutes I was there and Rachel was at the bar with her workmates. I ordered a beer and joined the group. The chat was flowing as freely as the drinks and by the end of the night it was just me, Rachel and Steve left standing. The bar called last orders and Rachel asked Steve if she would like to come back to ours for a nightcap as we weren't ready to stop partying.
We got back home and Rachel poured the drinks. I could tell she was feeling frisky as alcohol always does that to her and, truth be told, I was looking forward to Steve leaving so we could have some fun.
As we sat on the couch, she had her hand on my thigh and was rubbing the inside of my leg, I could see Steve glancing over now and again but just thought Rachel was teasing me for later. Next thing I know, her hand is on my crotch and now she definitely has my, and Steve's attention.
'I have something to tell you' She asks me.
'Uh huh?'
'Steve's gay, we were chatting at work and he mentioned that he thought you were an attractive guy. We went out for drinks one night after work and I told him how you like to get your ass played with and how I dreamt of seeing you with a real cock to play with'
Gotta admit, I was pretty shocked but the drinks had been flowing and I was more curious than anything.
Next thing I know, Steve has replaced her hand with his and is rubbing my crotch and my rapidly growing cock.
'You sure you're ok with this babe?' She asked me.
'Yeah, so far' I half moaned.
I closed my eyes and could feel Steve unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them, and my boxers, down which allowed my cock to spring free.
I could feel his hand on my cock, gently running his fingers up and down and when I opened my eyes, I saw Rachel sitting on the opposite chair, her dress pulled up and her fingers in her panties.
I pulled my t-short off over my head and was now completely naked while Steve kept massaging my aching cock and balls. I closed my eyes again and allowed myself to enjoy the feeling and then I felt his hot breath at the base of my cock and he licked the shaft all the way to the tip. He did that a few more times then when he got to the top, he opened his mouth slid my cock inside.
Now, let me tell you that Rachel gives amazing head but there's something about getting a blowjob from a guy that is straight up insane. He worked my cock like nothing I had ever experienced before, his tongue was sending me absolutely insane.
After a few minutes of this he stopped, I opened my eyes to see what was going on. I see Rachel, now completely naked and rubbing her clit, her eyes filled with lust and Steve stripping off. As he pulled his boxers and jeans off his cock sprang free. Probably about 7 inches, shaved and thick.
'Like what you see?' He asked, with a smirk.
'Fuck yes I do.'
I got off the seat and got on my knees in front him, gently taking his cock in my hands and started to jack him off. It felt hard and soft at the same time.
'Do you want to suck it?' he asked.
I looked over at Rachel who was still playing her pussy.
'Do it baby, suck his cock for me' she growled.
That was all the invitation I needed. I opened my mouth and took the spongy head of his cock in my mouth, trying to do to him what he did to me. Slowly teasing the tip with my tongue and then working my way down the shaft. He started slowly rocking his hips so his cock slid in and out of mouth and I opened my mouth wide and tried to take as much of his cock as I could. I should mention I was absolutely rock solid at this point. I reached around and grabbed his ass cheeks as he started to increase the pace.
'Fuck baby' she moaned 'That's so fucking hot.'
I started to get into a rhythm and relaxed my throat so he could go deeper and deeper and before I knew it, I had his entire throbbing shaft in my throat. I felt strangely proud that I was deep throating the first cock I had ever sucked.
'Fuck Jeff, are you sure this is the first cock you have sucked? You're a natural cocksucker!'
His praise filled me with warmth and lust. I was determined now, determined to have him fill my belly with cum while Rachel watched.
Unfortunately though he stopped and pulled his cock out of my hungry mouth.
'Not this time, tonight my cum goes somewhere else' He smirked at me again.
What I didn't know was that while I was lost in the sensations of giving my first blowjob, Rachel had gone to our bedroom and gotten the lube.
'On your back, I wanna see your face as you get taken by a cock for the first time' He ordered me.
Wanting to please him, my natural submissive side took over so without a word I lay on my back on the living room floor and lifted my legs.
He applied a generous amount of lube to my ass and slid one, then two fingers inside me to loosen me up. When he was convinced, I was ready, he took his cock in his hand and put the head and my virgin hole and applied pressure.
His cock was thicker than the strap on we used so it took a bit of effort but with a pop, and a gasp from me, his cock his was through my ring. He held it there for a minute to let me get used to the sensation then slowly started to apply more pressure to glide his cock up my well lubed asshole.
Soon enough, I could feel his balls against my ass. I was full, and I fucking loved it. The sensations of having a real cock up my ass were so different to the strap on, I could feel him twitch inside of me.
He started to pull back, nearly all the way, until only the head of his cock was still in me then pushed forward.
To be honest, I was so lost in the sensations I nearly forgot Rachel was watching.'
'Baby, that is the hottest thing I have ever seen!'
I couldn't even respond, all I could do was moan as he slowly fucked me. Soon enough though he picked up the pace and it wasn't long until he was ramming me with a good rhythm, his cock rubbing against my prostate as he slid in and out of me.
I saw Rachel move off the seat and straddle my face, facing Steve.
'You know what I want baby' she purred as he lowered her soaking wet pussy onto my face.
I attacked her slit with my mouth as Steve fucked me and she watched his cock sawing in and out of me. Her moans were incredible, as I tongued her clit as Steve went fast and harder.
I wanted to moan for him to fuck me harder but with a mouth full of pussy all I could do was moan as loudly as I could which he took as encouragement.
Within a few minutes, Rachel was riding my face as hard as she could, pulling on my nipples and Steve was fucking my ass as hard as I have ever been fucked.
Something had to give soon and I felt it. A tingling I had never felt before. From deep inside me I felt a warmth spread from my ass to the tip of my cock. I had never before cum without touching my cock but it was happening. It spread and became more intense, my moaning became louder until, finally, it happened. The single most intense orgasm of my life ripped right through me, I was shaking, sweating and if I could have screamed, I would have. I clamped my ass tight and was rewarded with jet after jet of cum deep into my bowels.
At the same time, Rachel screamed and sat even further down on my face smothering me as her own orgasm tore through her body.
I felt Steve withdraw his cock from my ass and I felt strangely empty without it. As I lay there catching my breath Rachel leaned over and tenderly kissed me.
'I love you baby.'
'I love you too' I panted.
As time went on, we met Steve a few more times until he moved away to a different city but nothing will ever compare to that first time.
We were desperately in love, and I strove to learn every inch of her body, so that I could make love to it; so that I could know her.
On our very first date, I had told her I would caress her entire body, inside and out forever.
After only five minutes, after entering her home I looked Rachel straight in the eyes and said, "up until now I explored the earth, because I wanted to know me. Now I will explore you, because I want to know truth."
Rachel was an angel. She was not for this earth… I cried when I thought of her. She was too good. I wanted her to swing out at me; take things from me; I wanted her to tell me I was selfish and a cheat..
But she never did. She would say, "To understand all, is too know all." She was like the person so few ever meet -- the one's who exhibit great amount of love, elegance and compassion for our world and for others. And the kicker is that we believe them. They are truly good. They speak gently and their touch is soft as soft could be. Their way, their walk, their mode of disagreeing - it's angelic; they are more soul than body.
You've met them. We crave to be like them, or at least be with them. I do. Why was she with me?
We lay in bed, and I looked out from my bifocals like Ted Kennedy. I ran my hand up her left leg and let my fingers tippy toe over her thigh. Every inch I covered, I would say aloud, "I love you. I love you forever," and Rachel would smile at me like there was no other choice but to love one another.
As I shifted my fingers from thigh to thigh, I asked her how it felt to have a man inside of her? I was constantly wondering about this and what it was like to be a woman. I hoped that if there is a God, and reincarnation was real, I wanted to return this earth as a reubenesque, dancing girl from the 20's.
I laughed, and so did Rachel, when I said, I will never leave my house, so that I can play with my pussy all day. She felt the same about having a cock. (and exhibited childlike silliness when she would strap on her dildo. Rachel loved having a cock).
"To have a man inside of me is ethereal. Nothing is like it. When you fill me with your cock..when you enter me and I am exposed to you..with my legs opened for the entire earth to see…I am naked in everyway and my body ticks.
"I let go of any inhibition, every wall…so that nothing will stand in the way of my joy for you and our oneness. And when you first touch my lips, a clock rings in my head, my body awakens, the tingling happens and I want to hold you with an unclaspable grasp."
"When you enter me, inch by inch, I am a tiny baby suckling on my mother's breast, and I am the Emperor of Rome commanding an entire legion of soldiers. Nothing would take me away from the explosion of lust inside of me - not a lottery winning, a boat launching or a bomb dropping on my head."
"And finally when you are deep inside of me, life is no longer as it was. I am not alive and I am not dead. It's like a sneeze lasting for hours, the mundane is gone, and cheese means nothing to the pallet; and hunger and thirst mean nothing to the stomach."
"We are souls at that point, void of other thoughts and feelings. I could live with you like that forever. If I never moved, I would be fine. I could live and die with your cock deep inside of me and I would be happy. Your cock in me? I am at peace and I am home. I know that because of what I feel when your cock leaves me. Sad and adrift."
Then I asked, what is it like when I cum inside of you.
"You my dear, are me. Your cum is mine and when it explodes inside of me, you are only giving it back to me what is righfully mine. I am the owner of your semen and you are the owner of my juices. God chose us for each other and now we are simply trading cups of sugar, giving back what is ours."
"When you explode inside of me, I feel like I am sliding down a vine in a rainforest, into the cool deep waters at the end of a falls; our existence is red and purple and green and yellow and white and black."
"WE are nature and all is at peace. Oh god, when you cum inside of me my toes wriggle and my breasts sway and my nipples become hard, oh so hard. My pussy drips and it sings and it is incredibly hot and frantic with hiccups."
"When you cum inside of me, I could yell so loud that everyone would hear my love for you. I love you so badly; I could never live without your cock inside of me. When you leave my earth, I will follow you. Your cock is beautiful and my pussy is beautiful to you."
I stared at her and a tear came to my eye. It was Sunday, and there she lay, so lovely with me between her legs. I was learning and studying her skin and her ways.
I bent down and kissed her thigh and asked it to love me. I moved my tongue forward so that it tasted the well-water of her pussy and I lapped at her thanking fate for bringing me to her.
I loved her so much that eating Rachel's pussy was a thorough pleasure. "Why would anyone not want to eat their lover," I asked. "Why? I will stay between Rachel's legs forever. Even if my tongue leaves me I will taster her with my eyes."
I extended my tongue deep inside of her and her legs crossed above my head. I could feel her long, sexy fingers messaging my hair and she cooed and yelled out softly, poetry of love.
"Taste my cunt you lover you friend, Eat me and lust for me, until I writhe and bend, Inside your mouth, my clit is about to sing, My cum pours on you, annointing you like a king.
My finger reached for Rachel's clit, which was shining outwardly, grown to an inch. I rubbed it. I licked my finger and I caressed it. It was most curious, a tiny cock. It was so lucky to always be between Rachel's legs. I dreamed I would one day be her clit.
Rachel was writhing with desperation. Her movement seduced me like no other woman and I could have cum until there was not a drop left inside of me; until our lunchhour tea.
Rachel's blue eyes rolled back and then caught me. Her puffy lips were full of sexuality and her breasts were like a young girl's, perky, perfect and superlative. If she would have been born a native, Rachel would have been on the cover of Reader's Di-chest.
My tongue was deep inside of her and fucking her faster and faster. My fingers made their rounds on her clit and she was approaching the moment I craved to see. "Faster, faster,” Rachel yelled. "Harder, deeper", please make me cum.
I did as she asked and searched for her G-spot. I found the soft fleshiness of it and set about satisfying her.
"Oh Yes, OH yes, Oh yes…. fuck, Christ," She said. She spoke words that would only come out of her mouth while we made love.
I masturbated Rachel faster and harder and deeper and harder. My tongue licked her clit. My fingers made love to her G-spot.
I looked up at her, increased my speed, and in an audible whisper yelled, "Rachel I love you."
Oh Goddddddddddddddddddddd. I'm cummingggggggggggggggggggggggggggg. Goddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! (She could see lights and stars and lightning against a black sky, in her head).
I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you", she yelled.
I was wet with her ejaculation. She sprayed my face with her juices. her cum tasted like a sweet guava and I tasted her as she shpritzed over and over into my eyes, my hair, my nose, my lips, onto my tongues.
As quickly as it came, it ended. I moved up to her and kissed her on her face. She was crying. She did that after deep, deep cumming.
I began to tear once again.
It was the happiness of being with her, combined with the pain of knowing eternity could be different than this; combined with the yearning to be inside of one another always. We wanted to be connected somehow, our bodies and soul.
"Rachel fell asleep and I watched her all night. At 6 in the morning she stirred and looked up at me. You know I have to go to work, as much as I don't want to," Rachel whispered.
"I know baby," I said. “Roll over."
Rachel conceded to this request and rolled over. I watched her shapely, heart shaped ass as it settled into my view. Before I could touch it, I simply studied it.
I closed my eyes and smiled inwardly knowing that soon, I would take back what was mine. The comfort of being inside my lover.
God I love her. We will die on the same day. This I assure you. This I know.
"Get on your hands and knees, Rachel, I wanna see that ass," I told her, and she did as I said, getting on all fours on the bed, then putting her head low, her bare ass way up in the air. I got right behind it and put my hands on her big asscheeks, rubbing them slowly as I sighed.
"Ohhh, Rachel, this ass is amazing!" I moaned, and spread her cheeks. I took a glance at her hot pussy, that looked really wet and ready, but mostly I was checking out her super-tight asshole. I just had to lean in closer, rub my fingertips on it, and then lean in and give it some licks.
The touch of my tongue made my Rachel moan and really wiggle her hips as she curled her toes. She moved that ass side-to-side on my face, and seemed to want me to lick her pussy more, but I held her big warm ass steady as I could with my hands and kept on licking fast on her tight asshole. "Put it in me! Put it in me!" she called out urgently from way out front where her head was, and bumped her ass harder onto my face.
To satisfy her I drew up closer, rubbed my cockhead against her pussylips, and started to push in. I'm not saying it wasn't nice, it sure was nice to be fucking that hot wet pussy from behind, but I remained fascinated by her asshole. As my cock started to pump that wet pussy I licked a couple of fingers and rubbed them on her asshole, then started pressing one in.
That made Rachel shoot a glance over her shoulder back at me. So there I was, on my own bed, fucking Rachel from behind with her ass up and head on my pillow, and she was giving me this look as one of my fingers dug into that asshole. Oh boy, it was warm and tight in there.
I felt her pussy squeeze down more on my cock as I kept pumping it, her pussyjuice making my cock so wet as I felt rivulets of it start to run down my balls. I worked that finger in and out, getting deeper, I just couldn't get over how hot she felt in there, how good her big thick asscheeks looked pushed up just for me.
She kept staring back at me, "You like exploring back there, huh?"
I thrust harder into her pussy, slamming her ass and making it shake more as she thrust it back on me. "Fuck yeah Rachel, I love it!" I grunted. "I wanna fuck you right up the ass!"
I put two hands on her hips and really started slamming into that pussy, I could see her big tits bouncing under her as I fucked her hard, making her grunt and thrusting forward as I fucked that pussy in and out hard.
Then, hammering away, and making my Rachel bite the pillow, my wet cock slid right out of her pussy. I grabbed it quickly with my hand, lined my cockhead up with her asshole, and started to push it in.
"Aaaaah!" She yelped in surprise, "You're gonna put it in right now?? But…"
I grunted and slapped her big ass and thrust my throbbing cock harder into the tight heaven of her asshole, "I want it!" I started working my horny thick cock hard in and out of her tight ass, my hands gripping her hips. She slid around on the bed a bit, clutching at the sheets, sometimes turning back and giving me a dirty look. I slapped her big ass and hard and grunted at her to just stick that ass out while I fucked it.
I knew I wouldn't be able to last too long, it was just too intense, my thick hard cock going in and out of my Rachel's tight asshole, in and out over and over again, the tightness, the heat, the sight and feeling of her big thick ass up in the air as I split those big cheeks with my cock. I decided to just go for broke and I held on hard to her hips as I started to really hammer away, not caring if it hurt her, just fucking deep and hard as I felt the orgasm approaching.
"Aaaaaaahhhh, fuuuck Rachel this ass is too fuckin' good! I’m gonna cum so haaard in your ass!"
I shoved in so deep up her ass and started to blow my load. I reached forward and lay on top of her sweaty body, grabbing at her big tits, squeezing them, getting my mouth at her neck and sucking and licking at it. "Oooooh Rachel!" I moaned as my cock ground into her asshole and blew shot after shot of jizz way deep up in it.
I must have blanked out for a few minutes, it was that intense. I felt dizzy as I came to, with stars in front of my eyes that I tried to blink away. I was laying back in my bed and my Rachel's warm, curvy body was snuggled up against me, her head lying on my upper arm and shoulder.
She gave me a slow, lingering kiss on the cheek, "I guess everything's going to be different, now, huh?" she asked me.
"Yeah," I replied. And it was, from that point onward. She was a keeper.
Rachel's pendulous breasts brushed my belly. My eyes grew wide at the sight—I wanted to absorb them, to brand their image in my brain. As it were, I panted like a dog.
"Am I making you hot?" she purred. Again, I tugged at my restraints. I was so tightly bound that I could barely bend my elbows, my knees.
"I can't—I can't do it," I gasped. "I can't do this anymore." Rachel smiled evilly and crawled back down my body.
"I say you can."
She slid two fingers into her pussy and began thrusting violently. The creamy squelching drove me mad with desire. No, I'd passed desire a long time ago—it was need.
"Please!" I shouted. She stopped suddenly.
"Jeez, alright." Her eyes landed on my cock—or what had been my cock. It was now taut, swollen, and as purple as an eggplant. Precum settled in my naval in strings. She traced two fingers around the head. I jerked at her touch.
"Ah!" She stopped.
"Be good." I summoned all of my self-control to obey her, pressing myself into the mattress.
Satisfied, she leaned down and began to suck me. Her wet, rough tongue played quickly over the glands. Her head bobbed, lips passing over my shaft, up-and-down, up-and-down. I knew if I moved she would stop. The pleasure rose all around me, pulsing, waiting to break—
My cock popped out of her mouth.
"I know your tricks." She looked at me with an arched brow.
"Please," I whispered. In response, she cupped my balls and began a gentle massage. I groaned aloud.
"Not until I see a tear," she told me.
I'd tried to make myself cry. I was no good at acting. The frustration was enormous, the sensation maddening, but I couldn't quite bring myself to grief.
Rachel squatted over me and lowered herself around my cock. I stopped moving at once—I wouldn't dare cum inside her. She would kill me.
But that didn't stop me from enjoying it. I made a strange gurgling sound as my cock was compressed by hot, wet, pulsing flesh. I quivered inside her. She rocked back and forth before leaning forward and moving her hips so I slid in and out of her. I contorted my face. Each pass was almost painful in the intensity of the pleasure it gave.
"Do you want to be a father?" Rachel asked me.
"Not yet," I gasped out.
"Then don't you dare cum inside me."
I won't lie—it was close. The stimulation was too near the threshold. One more thrust and she'd send me rocketing into orgasm.
"Stop!" I cried. Rachel slipped my cock out of her; it smacked against my belly. She curled herself at my feet.
"Let's take a break," she said.
My cock throbbed, aching at the blow of the fan. I was so sensitive that the breeze tickled me with pleasure.
After a few minutes, Rachel took my cock up in her hand again, but held it loosely. She began to move back and forth. It was quite gentle, but I shivered anyway.
"Rachel, I'm begging you," I said.
"You know what you have to do." Before I could respond, she tightened her hand, and suddenly began to jackhammer me. My eyes flew open. I gave a wild gasp.
Then she dropped me.
"No!" My head slammed back against the pillow. I heard her laugh, and felt a stab of fury.
"Just fucking do it, Rachel!" I hollered.
"Is that anger, I hear?" She spoke in a baby voice. I glared down at her. Now that she had my attention she began to squeeze her breast with one hand, and with the other began to finger herself.
"Ohhhh," she murmured. She thrusted faster, and brought her other hand down to rub circles over her clitoris. After a moment, her face contorted. "Oh, oh, oh. Mmmm…"
Then—
"Oh, fuck!" She slammed her finger in and out of herself as her pussy contracted, her face crumpling with pleasure. "Oh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! Oh God! Oh, yes! Yes! Oh my God…"
Her movements began to slow as the pleasure subsided. Satisfied, she sighed and looked back up at me.
My cock strained like a balloon filled to bursting. I leveled her with a dark gaze.
"That was cruel." She shrugged.
"I can do worse."
Rachel dove down again and enveloped my cock in her sweet mouth. She sucked me vigorously. I felt the cum begin to rise in me.
"I'm going to cum," I announced. My voice was eerily calm, but my body was tense, focused, braced for impact.
This was it.
The thing in her mouth had become the very center of the universe. The exquisite sensation squeezed itself into the narrow confines of my shaft, ready to burst out of the head of my cock and into the world with great screams and a flood of cum.
I made a sound like bawling. I was a sweating, shivering, purple-cocked, mess. I wished briefly that I'd never been born.
Light unexpectedly broke over Rachel's face.
"Is that—are you crying?" My body went limp. A tear—a single tear—tracked down my cheek. A few more slipped down my face as I realised what this meant. She smiled again, but it was a look of deep benevolence.
I could finally cum.
Rachel wrapped her hand firmly around my cock.
"Ready to blast off?" I couldn't speak for joy, so I just nodded.
She stroked me up and down quickly. Not as fast as before, but in a constant rhythm. She rubbed her thumb back and forth over the front of my cock head. I breathed hard.
"Oh god, oh fuck, oh yes, oh God, oh—AHHHHHHHH!"
Powerful contractions pounded down my cock, and I sprayed cum like a garden hose. White ropes, thick as batter, rocketed out of me and criss-crossed over my belly, soaking me with my own cum. I convulsed in pleasure-agony, limbs twitching and curling in all directions. Bliss coursed through my veins, burning out everything else, everything that had ever been.
It felt so good—nothing else mattered but that Rachel's hands, those glorious hands, keep stroking my cock. She squeezed harder and—unbelievably—the feelings intensified. My eyes rolled back in my head and I let out a long groan of sheer pleasure.
"Ohhhhmmmmn!"
The sensation slowly began to roll back in on itself, retreating to the heaven from whence it came. Small beats of pleasure twitched through me, little orgasms of their own. I sighed, long and deep, as a profound sense of gratification settled over my bones.
I opened my eyes to see the cum flowing down my chest in rivulets, pooling at my sides.
"Worth it?" Rachel asked. Her face was serene. I sighed again and closed my eyes. “So, am I a keeper?”
The moment I felt his bare cock glide between the walls of my slippery sex, I knew there was no going back. The rational, logical side of my brain was urging me to protest the fact that I was an orgasm away from becoming a teenage mother, but the horny as fuck part of my brain won out, wrapping my legs around my boyfriend’s waist in order to draw him in deeper.
“Are you gonna cum inside me?” I asked meekly, hoping that one of us retained a measure of self-control.
“Uh huh,” he grunted. So much for that.
“You know I’m not on the pill, right?” I protested. Despite my pleas, I made no effort to move off of him, rather I ground down harder, squeezing tight around his thick shaft. If I was going to risk getting pregnant, I was damn sure going to enjoy it.
“I believe you mentioned it, yes,” he said with a smirk, kissing me deeply. Fuck, why did this have to feel so good?
“You’re gonna get me pregnant,” I whined.
“That’s the idea,” he grunted, thrusting deep inside me.
“I’m too young to have a baby,” I moaned, no longer sure who I was trying to convince.
“You’re eighteen,” he replied.
“I’m just out of college,” I argued.
“So? You wouldn’t be the only pregnant girl your age. Plus, then you’ll get to be a young, hot, teen mum. I’m telling you, getting pregnant young will pay off,” he insisted.
He wasn’t wrong there. At least a dozen of my classmates sported baby bumps of their own. I couldn’t help but wonder what it was like, feeling your baby kicking it’s way to life inside you.
“People will think I’m a slut. One of those stupid girls who can’t keep her legs closed and got herself knocked up,” I murmured.
“I’ll make you a deal. If you don’t cum before I do, I’ll pull out,” he said, kissing me again as he picked up the pace, fucking me faster, harder, and deeper.
“That’s so not fair. I’m already so close,” I moaned.
“You’ll just have to resist,” he teased.
“I can’t,” I whimpered, biting my lip.
“Sure you can. If you don’t, you’re gonna feel my cock exploding inside you, filling you up with cum,” he murmured. He slid his full length inside, then consciously forced his dick to jerk inside me, giving me a delightful preview.
“No fair,” I groaned. There was nothing I could do. I was gonna cum, and then so was he, and then I’d get to spend my senior year in maternity clothes.
“Think about that cute little belly of yours swelling up as our baby grows inside you,” he said earnestly, his strokes turning hard and deliberate.
“It’s too much,” I cried. He wasn’t just screwing me bareback for kicks. My boyfriend was actively trying to fuck me pregnant.
“And that’s just for starters. I intend to knock you up over and over again,” he said proudly, looking me straight in the eye, taking my hand into his own.
I lost it. My mind was awash of hormones and ecstasy, the idea of him taking me in hand, making me pregnant, blew all my doubts and fears out of the water. “I’m gonna cum,” I screamed.
“Me too.”
“Oh fuck!”
The world exploded as I felt his seed spurt inside my fertile womb. I have no idea how long we stayed there. His cock was limp when it finally slipped out of me. The last thing I remember about that night was putting a pillow under my ass, making sure that none of his sperm escaped my wonderfully fucked pussy.
-
Eight months later he was fucking me bareback once again. This time I was on top, a practical necessity of my condition. My swollen breasts sat on top of my even more swollen belly, which gyrated obscenely as I rode his cock.
“You know, I’m really glad you talked me into having a baby. I never thought I would feel this way, but now that she’s inside me, I can’t imagine being without her,” I cooed, rubbing my belly as I savoured the waves of pleasure.
“You think it’s a girl?” my boyfriend asked curiously.
I shrugged, panting as my first orgasm of the evening started to build. “I dunno,” I sighed. “Just a feeling.”
-
Nineteen years later, I felt the ever comforting and familiar presence of my husband’s bare cock slipping inside my dripping cunt. The practical side of my mind reminded me I already had fifteen children, and that while money was no issue, maybe I ought to quit while I’m ahead. The side of my mind that needed a good fucking won out, bringing his hand to my milk laden breast as I ground my ass against his pelvis.
“Are you gonna cum inside me?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
“I always do,” he smirked, kissing the back of my neck. Of course.
“You know I’m ovulating, right?” It wasn’t like we scheduled our lovemaking around my biological clock or anything, but he did make a point to fill me with cum when I was ripe for breeding. I rubbed my clit as he started to thrust. If I was getting pregnant again, I intended to cum hard.
“I’m aware of that, yes,” he said, squeezing my breast. Fuck, why did I love being bred so much?
“You’re gonna get me pregnant. Again,” I moaned, pointing out the obvious.
“That’s the idea,” he said simply.
“I’m too old to have a baby,” I moaned, knowing full well that neither of us cared.
“You’re thirty-seven,” he replied.
“My oldest daughter’s in high school. And pregnant herself I might add,” I argued.
“So you won’t be the only pregnant girl in the family. Plus, you’ll get to be a sexy mum and a hot grandma at the same time. I told you getting pregnant at eighteen would pay off,” he said confidently.
He wasn’t wrong there. Many of my friends sported baby bumps of their own. I couldn’t help but remember what it was like, feeling your baby kicking it’s way to life inside you.
“People will think I’m a nut. One of those religious wackos that thinks Jesus wants them to stay knocked up,” I complained.
“I’ll make you a deal. If you don’t cum before I do, I’ll pull out,” he offered, kneading my breast, drawing a warm jet of milk into his palm.
“That’s not fair. You’ve knocked me up over a dozen times with that line,” I groaned.
“Sixteenth times a charm,” he smirked.
“God, I’m so close,” I moaned.
“I’m going to fill you up,” he warned, quickening his thrusts.
“Please,” I begged. I wanted him fill me up, make me cum, knock me up.
“Just imagine yourself, heavy and pregnant again,” he whispered. In and out, in and out.
“Don’t stop,” I cried. This wasn’t an idle lovemaking session. My husband was actively trying impregnate me.
“And it doesn’t end there. I’m going to keep you pregnant for as long as I can,” he said lovingly, turning me head to face him and kissing me deeply.
“I’m cumming,” I whimpered against his lips.
“Me too.”
“Fuck!”
We stayed like that for hours after the fireworks, long enough to grow hard again, to make sure, to make absolutely certain I would give birth in nine months. The last thing I remember was running my fingers through his hair while he nursed at my breast, wondering how I’d gotten so lucky.
-
Eight months later I was on top again, my swollen form slowly bucking on top of his bare cock. I ran my hands along my sensuous curves, radiating the warm glow of my beautifully pregnant form. I looked into the mirror, seeing a naked fertility goddess in the reflection.
“You know, I’m really glad you talked me into getting pregnant again. I didn’t think I would feel this way, but now that she’s inside me, I couldn’t imagine life without her,” I said thoughtfully, stroking the taught skin on my stomach.
“You sure it’s a girl?” my husband asked curiously.
I shrugged. I was going to cum eventually but I wasn’t in any hurry. “Definitely,” I beamed.
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