Total pages in book: 162
Estimated words: 150002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 750(@200wpm)___ 600(@250wpm)___ 500(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 150002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 750(@200wpm)___ 600(@250wpm)___ 500(@300wpm)
I played airplane with the kids to their delight until the oatmeal was gone and I was left with three heavy loads. Sherrie took Audrey to one of the spare rooms to take care of her and I headed up to the nursery with mine.
We had fun messing with daddy while he changed diapers, peeing at the most inopportune moment and laughing their asses off. I try not to laugh when they do that shit because my boys are hams. They’ll think the shit is funny and do it all the time, something their mom does not find cute in the least.
When they were clean powdered and changed their grandmother the baby hog was there to grab them. “Jess and I are going to take the kids down the street to the playground.”
I don’t know why since we had all that shit in the backyard, but who am I to tell her that shit? Sherrie left right behind them and I made my way back upstairs.
She was coming awake when I crawled in behind her. “It’s too quiet where are the terrors?”
“Mom and aunt Jess took them to the park around the corner.”
I nuzzled her cheek while lying behind her. “Um, we’ve got about an hour.” Her hand reached back for my dick and squeezed. “Ooh, nice and hard.” I know what that means. Time to plug her.
“Do you need the pillow?” I was already losing my sweats. “Nope, just hold my leg.” She lifted her leg up and back and I held it as I slid down lower,
lining my cock up with her pregnant pussy.
“Wait, do you want my mouth?” I nosed around her opening with my dick, already leaking pre-cum.
“Not enough time. Just get in there and do your thing.” See, dick on legs.
I slid in and held, pulsing cock juice into her as her pussy clutched at me. See this is why I plan to keep her pregnant every chance I get. Her pussy feels like a whole other place when she’s with child.
It’s hotter, softer, silkier, not that it’s not all those things usually, but pregnancy tends to amp that shit up a whole lot. Which means I’m damn near ready to shoot off inside her as soon as I get in, but with my luck that’s when she wants to have marathon sex, like now.
I’m more afraid of hurting the kid than she is, so I took my time, sliding in and out of her nice and slow, trying not to go too deep. When she lifted her leg higher and pushed her ass back harder I knew that wasn’t working for her.
“Max.” That whine, if she wasn’t already bred that’d get her nailed. “What baby?”
“Go deeper.” I held her tummy in my hand and gave her what she wanted but it was still not enough apparently.
“Help me up…but don’t pull out.” I helped her roll onto her hands and knees and pulled the pillow under her with her ass in the air. “You good?” Sex in the Carrington house. It’s like an eighties exercise vid.
“She nodded her head and wiggled her ass which I have to say isn’t much bigger than when she’s not pregnant. Her tiny ass is just a tummy on legs, cute as a button.
I ran my hand down her back to her hip and slid out, watching my cock covered in pussy cream before gliding back into her. From the happy noises she was making I guess I was hitting the spot.
I had to grit my teeth and lock my knees to keep from cumming because I didn’t want to get bitched out for cumming too soon.
That’s another thing, she loses all shyness during pregnancy, it’s like the gloves come off and I become a ‘yes man’ for those ten months; nine my ass.
“Whoa baby did your water break or…”
“Nuh-uh, I was having a nice dream about you before you came in so I’m already halfway there.” Is there any wonder I love her? I fucked her greedy ass to three orgasms before I was allowed to cum.
My balls were already screaming at me and just on the verge of pleasure pain when she tightened up for the last time and begged me to cum inside her.
We stayed locked together until she grew uncomfortable and pulled off my dick. She checked her watch, “We got fifteen minutes left.” She rushed as fast as she could in her condition to the bathroom and I followed her into the shower.
I soaped her up and rinsed her off, taking care of her feet that she hadn’t seen in months, before taking care of myself. When she hung around in the shower to wait for me I knew she wanted something. I was right.
“What do you want little girl?” Now she was being shy and shit. I had to learn sign language to figure out what the hell she was after. “Okay hang on.”