Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 52210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Both times I was waiting for her at the unscheduled destination.
When she finally realized that they weren’t like the others that she’d outmaneuvered time and again, she called me a warden and claimed our home was a prison. Once I reminded her that the women in prison don’t get to fuck as often as she did, she piped the hell down.
Now for the last couple nights she’s been restless and my fear keeps growing. Though she will never know. Whenever she gets scared, my strength and reassurances clears her mind and she goes back to being my happy babydoll whose only worry is what new way she can turn my days upside down.
“Go back to sleep.” I rested my hand over hers on the child in her womb and prepared to keep vigil over both of them, as she got comfortable in my arms. “I can’t, he won’t let me unless he gets what he wants.” I rolled my eyes over her head. I wonder what nasty shit she was gonna ask me to get her from the kitchen.
“Okay what’s it gonna be this time?” I waited and hoped I didn’t lose the last thing I ate because of what came out of her damn mouth. “Pickles…and jelly, grape jelly.” She rubbed her tummy like that shit sounded right. I didn’t utter a word, just left the bed and went after her latest whatever the fuck you wanna call it. At least it’s better than the pizza with icing she’d had the night before.
I wasn’t sure what the hell she was carrying around in there that made her crave the disgusting shit she’s been scarfing down, but the doctor insists it’s human.
I went back with her order and watched in disbelief as she dipped her pickles in the jelly and ate appreciatively. “What?”
“Nothing.”
“Then why are you staring at me?” Dip crunch.
“Babe, seriously, what the fuck are you eating?”
“What? What’s wrong with it?” I knew better than to answer that shit or next she’d be telling me I don’t love her because she’s fat. Which would then start her crying and then I’d have to fuck her and she was too close to her due date so I can’t, which my balls can attest to.
It’s some kind of colossal joke. The closer she gets to giving birth, the riper and more fuckable her body looks to me. I look at her round tummy and her fat ass and huge tits and all I wanna do is mate. But if I fuck her I might hurt her. Where’s the fairness in that shit?
So every night I lay next to her and have an argument with my cock, which so far I’ve been winning but it’s been close. She scratched the stretched side of her tummy as she finished off her last pickle.
“Itchy? I’ll rub some oil in your tummy.” I reached over to my nightstand where there was now a mini pharmacy with any and everything she could possibly need for her comfort.
She and mom had had a good laugh when I’d started my collection. But I’ve been reading up on shit and pregnant women need a lot of fucking things to make their lives more comfortable. I figure if she can carry my seed for nine months, the least I can do is see that she’s as happy as I can make her.
I straddled her legs and poured some oil in my hands as she lifted the nightie over her head. I swallowed hard and looked away but there was no hiding the erect cock that now distorted my pajama bottoms. “Babydoll, stop.” My hands had barely touched her flesh when hers reached out to tease my cock.
Instead of heeding my warning, she pushed her hand through the buttoned opening and grabbed my poor deprived cockmeat. I rubbed she tugged, until she worked my cock out into the open. I didn’t protest when she sat up and took my cock into her mouth. What was the point?
Instead of grabbing her head and fucking into her neck the way I love to, I played with her hair. When she pulled my cock from her mouth and stroked before stuffing me back in her face with hungry moans I knew I was going to end up fucking her.
“Shit!” I pulled out of her mouth and slid down her body and right between her legs. Her pussy had a fresh clean scent with just a hint of arousal. I licked her and spread her open with my tongue before lifting her ass in my hands and sinking it deeper.
She wanted to take my cock in her mouth again so I left her long enough to twist my body around with my meat at her lips. Her stomach pressed into me as I buried my face between her thighs while she tormented my cockhead with her tongue.