“Come again?” I ask in a choked voice. “Are you serious?”
Freya’s cheeks are a tomato red now, but there’s determination in her eyes.
“Yes. Anal orgasms really help me relax, and it prevents the nausea from even starting actually. Not forever, of course, but it’s what I need in order to manage this pregnancy.”
I stare at her again.
“Okay,” I say in a low voice as my cock twitches. “Holy fuck. So … um, what do you want me to do?” I ask, suddenly incredibly turned on. I’m ashamed to admit it, but does Freya want anal sex? Does she want me to finger her back door, or actually stick my cock in, or …?
She laughs merrily again.
“It is what you’re thinking, Mark,” she admits in a whisper. “I need it that way, and I was wondering if you would oblige? I know this is kind of a weird request, but I can sense that there’s something in the air between us, and you’re not married or in a relationship, are you?”
I shake my head, blue eyes gleaming.
“No, I’m not,” I rasp. “But are you sure this is what you want? I’m happy to oblige, sweetheart, because you’re very lush and beautiful, and I’m not a man who turns down an opportunity like this. But are you sure?”
With that, Freya turns around on the couch so that she’s kneeling on the sofa cushion with her forearms propped on the back of the sofa. Then she reaches backwards and pushes down her shorts, taking her g-string along with it. I’m treated to the sight of two huge, white moons, a flushed, dripping pussy, and of course, the tight pink drum of her anus.
“Yes, I’m sure,” she murmurs before bracing her torso on the back of the sofa to reach back with both hands. Then, she pulls her butt cheeks apart, baring everything for me to see as she looks me in the eye.
“I’m so ready, Daddy,” she whispers. “Won’t you help me, please?”
That does it. I’m on her in about two seconds, and every doubt in my mind is blown away by this gorgeous, wanton woman.
4
Freya
OMG, I can’t believe I told the hunky firefighter exactly what I want. Don’t get me wrong because I’m not a shy woman by any means. I’m someone who takes the initiative because there aren’t that many women who actually choose to be inseminated with the intention of becoming a single mother. But now, my dirty admission is out in the open and it’s time to see if it’s going to pay dividends.
After all, the truth is that I’ve been watching Mark from the sidelines for a while now. He moved next door a couple months ago, and we’ve chitchatted a little, but never really gotten into a real conversation. It’s fine because it was just too soon, but I was excited by the thought of living next door to Mark because this man isgorgeous. I watch as surprise and shock pass over his face at my admission, but can’t help but admire those patrician features. He’s got a high forehead with black hair swept back, as well as piercing blue eyes, and a strong jaw. A powerful neck leads to broad shoulders currently covered by a work shirt, but I’m willing to bet there’s a six pack beneath the fabric. Not only that, but he’s got jeans on, and they hang off his hips just so, with thick, tree-trunk thighs that make me salivate. It’s criminal to look this good, and I can feel my cunt going moist just observing him.
But I’ve taken Mark by surprise, and he swallows hard.
“Come again?” he rasps.
I waggle my bottom at him from my position on the couch, spreading my cheeks even wider with my hands.
“If you give it to me in here, my nausea will fade for a couple hours at least. Maybe even a day,” I purr. “Is that something you’d do to help a pregnant woman in need? I promise to let you put it in my pussy too.”
Mark swallows again, unable to tear his eyes from my glistening cunt and the tight, dark star above it. I wink that dirty hole at him a few times while wiggling sensuously on the couch. In fact, one of my bikini triangles falls away, and a big boob pops out, dangling deliciously towards the sofa.
“Please,” I coo in a flirtatious voice. “I need it so bad, and this is the only thing that really works.”
I can see the indecision in his eyes because this is such a rancid request. How many pregnant women bare their anuses in the hopes getting a thorough butt-fuck from a man they barely even know? But my reason really is true, and I wink my asshole again, this time while letting out a little moaning sound. Of pleasure or pain, it doesn’t really matter because within seconds, the handsome firefighter is on his knees behind me.
“Fuck,” he breathes, pulling my cheeks apart with those big hands. “You’re gorgeous, Freya, and such a little slut too.”
I giggle because Iama slut, and the thing is that I like it. Most women try to come off as prim and proper, but I’ve never been like that. Instead, I revel in the pleasure my body brings and merely waggle my rump at him again.
“Kiss it,” I beckon. “Lick it. Enjoy it, Daddy.”
Mark doesn’t hesitate. A low groan tears from his chest and then I let out a breathless scream as his tongue laves a hot trail all the way from my clit, up through my slick folds, all the way to my dark star.
“Mmm!” I shriek, clinging to the back of the couch now. “Oh fuck!”
“You’re going to be fucked, don’t worry,” the handsome firefighter growls in back of me. “Right here,” he says, tonguing my pussy, “and here too,” he says, lapping at my asshole.