My son, the words made my heart feel full as I found her pussy with my cockhead and slipped in. I tried fucking her with just half my cock, but she wasn’t having it. She pulled and tugged at me while working her tight pussy down harder on my cock.
“I want all your cock; you’re not going to hurt the baby or me.” I gave in, being careful not to hurt her or my child, but my slow pace soon made her frustrated with me. There was no hope for it, though; there’s no way I’m going to risk her or my child by being too rough with her this early in the pregnancy.
So although I was fucking her against the hard wall in the dark hallway, instead of on a soft bed, I had the presence of mind to take it easy. It was a whole new experience for me having to fuck her this slow. I was mindful of my cock’s length and its hardness and made sure not to fuck too deep as she tried to get me to go faster.
Her loud moans echoed down the hallway as she fucked herself on my cock. We were both starting to sweat from the heat in the hallway, our skin sticking together as our bodies slid against each other.
She must’ve come three or four times like that, each time her pussy coating my cock with cream until her legs began to tremble. My arms grew tired from holding her up, and I took her down to the floor and pulled out.
I gave her my mouth while stroking my cock before putting her on her hands and knees so I could fuck into her from behind. Knowing that my son was even now forming inside her worked as an aphrodisiac on my senses, and having to go slow heightened the intense pleasure.
I reached around her this time not for her clit but for her still flat tummy and held it beneath my warm hand. Leaning over, I put my lips close to her ear. “I told you I was going to fuck my kid in you, that it wouldn’t take long. How does it feel knowing that you’re carrying my child?”
“Feels good!” That was her feverish response as she pushed back onto my cock nice and slow. “Get used to it, to being filled with my seed. I plan to fuck one in you every chance I get. Would you like that? Huh? Would you like being my sweet little broodmare?”
Her pussy juice flowed at my words, and she tightened around me. I kept whispering things to her that I knew would incite her lust, things that would make her hot and ready for anything I gave her.
“Now that my child is in you, I can fuck your ass more often.” I know she likes having her ass stretched by my rod, that she likes, even more, when I fuck her in both places, going from one to the other until we’re both out of our minds.
Her pregnancy was not going to slow us down in any way; in fact, I think I might spend more time buried inside her than I already do now. My thoughts were getting ahead of me, and it wasn’t long before I was cumming inside her, bringing her along with me with a hand on her clit.
I got to my feet with my arms wrapped around her from behind, still buried inside her, and walked down the hallway to her room. I laid her on the bed on her side and laid behind her with my hand protectively over our child as she scooted her ass back, still searching for cock.
I ran my hand up and down her middle, reveling in the joy of bringing another child into the world. What’s more, I couldn’t wait to share the experience with her. I’ve seen the way she is with the girls, already know that she’s going to be an amazing mother. But this is going to be different. This child would be made from the two of us.
In my head, I was already imagining her big and round with my child, could already imagine the many nights spent buried inside her pregnant pussy, something I also find irresistible. I’d enjoyed Melinda’s pregnant body and had no doubt that I’d enjoy hers even more.
I can’t help comparing the two women, not since I’d made the decision I had a couple of weeks ago to make her my wife. I guess it was only natural since I didn’t want to make the same mistake twice, but I think it’s very telling that the niece had the aunt beat in every which way imaginable.
I didn’t tell her that her aunt was making noises about wanting to come back to her family, something I’d told her when the divorce became final will never happen. And I knew once the others found out the truth about us that it might make things hard for her, but I have the answer for that as well.