“I love the taste of us combined.” his tongue running up and down my slick lips, sucking each one in his mouth, teasing me before licking me where I need him.
“Oooo, yes. So good, my king. Lick that syrup. Clean me up.” I push my pussy further into his face, my eyes heavy and low. I have become more comfortable letting my filthy side out, and it drives my husband crazy. Turns him into a raging beast. Like now. He moves from between my legs and begins pounding into me, my body rocking so hard, the headboard slamming against the wall.
“Your fucking filthy mouth, Philli is going to get you bashed in, baby. You think you can handle this fucking monster. Nasty bitch.”
“Oh fuck. Oh shit.” Is it wrong that I love when he talks to me like this? Wrong or not, it makes my body sizzle. When his tongue bites my tits, so sensitive since I am breastfeeding and pregnant again. Oh yes… you read that right... pregnant... Again.
Our daughter was born two months ago. We named her Destinei. Since clearly, she was meant for us. She looks just like me, with her daddy’s greedy personality. I swear that girl nurses more than a baby horse. I went back for my eight-week checkup, only to find out... you guessed it... I was pregnant. I was in a state of shock. However, I am not surprised, given he couldn’t even wait the six weeks. When week four after having the baby hit, he did an ‘inspection’ as he called it. With his tongue, he licked around inside of me, sending me shooting off into the ‘Cord fog’ when he stuck his finger in there. When I started oozing like smoking lava, in both my pussy and my tits, he declared that I was healed, and he could finally get back inside his ‘favorite baby cave’. My husband, the wordsmith.
So, I go back for my eight-week check-up and find out the greedy fuck knocked me up again. I asked the doctor so many questions she laughed and told me to slow down. First, I thought women couldn’t get pregnant while they were breastfeeding? Well, apparently, if that were true that there wouldn't be so many six-week check-up babies. Second, as much trouble as I had conceiving Destinei, why did this happen so easily? Well, sometimes once a woman has one, the rest come easier. They have no clue why, but it is true. Last question. Is it ok? Answer... well the only thing wrong with this situation, is that you two didn’t wait the six weeks...tsk tsk. That made me blush. So, there you have it. Here I am, pregnant with baby number two, while my husband pile drives himself into my pussy while sucking the milk out of my tits. “Philli, I am about to blow baby. Your sweet milk does it to me every time. Fuck!!!” He sucks once more and pinches my clit and every goes black.
I don’t know how long I have been out. When I come to, he is handing me the baby, so she can feed. I wake up feeling sated, and filled with so much love, I could bottle it and hand it out. “Looking at my beautiful little girl, I kiss her head, loving that baby smell, rubbing her cheek as she greedily takes her lunch from me.
Cord rubs my shoulder as he too leans over and kisses her head, before his lips meet mine, in a sweet kiss filled with love, adoration and awe. I love you, Phillipa.”
“I love you too, Cord. Thanks for weathering the storm with me.”
“Forever, baby. Forever.”