Lactation

Fantasy

The Champion’s Companion 2

The Huntress Leader is a position of seniority to the band. Huntresses who volunteer before the enclave can create bands.
Caris is the Huntress Leader. If ranked by ability, Caris would be a distant third or a solid fifth in the twelve person bands Huntresses that usually range around in. Caris didn’t want to follow older girls and get her ass kicked around until she had her own team, so she made her own. Caris led the band by force of personality. Everyone around her was raised with her. She had been bossing and manipulating her teammates since they were all children. The four women were all only twenty summers old. The group was the smallest and weakest band in their enclave.
Ignorant of their failings, the band plodded along doing whatever Caris came up with. Then Kaarthen came along after just finishing labor a few days prior. She had been lying around the enclave, meditating for two months in preparation for her pregnancy and was barely recovered. Caris knew she was for some reason desperately looking to get back out and didn’t care about seniority despite her well-documented 5 years. Caris was okay with it. It simply became another rule she could forget as Huntress Leader.
Caris shirked the usual practices of Huntress Leader by keeping the others in a close enough formation to be heard and be seen by the others when they were stopped or moving. The tightened formation limited their awareness since one person can hear better, when they are moving alone. She could communicate better with the tighter formation and felt in control.
To her weak side was Kassin, an Amazon with long hair more black than grey that hung to her lower back. She also had the usual pale colorless skin. Taller then most men at six and a half feet, slender, and deceptively fragile looking, her breasts were cones that were very undersized to the rest of her frame. Kassin was quiet, and very introspective. Caris knew she was very sensitive about her lack of feminine features.
Caris had really pushed her when it came time, to not become a priestess. She was too good with a blade, spear, and could run fast as the wind. Kassin was the best fighter in the group.
To Caris’ rear was Kassin’s lover Ailli.
She was equally quiet and dark the two had been together since the girls had been allowed to cleanse within the purified waters of the Dark Mother’s temple. Caris was the one who found the two kissing one day when the priestesses were teaching the importance of cleanliness and bathing.
To anyone who had not seen them grow up you would swear they were sisters, twins even.
Ailli’s only differences were larger hips and thicker thighs, and she didn’t have Kassin’s aloofness but stood slightly hunched and was always fidgety and nervous. She had never learned anything well from training and always seemed to have two left feet. Ailli was also nowhere near as good at hunting or fighting as Kassin in fact, Caris had tried to see her go.
To Caris’ strong side was Vellina.
She was a shorter than everyone by more than a head, if she were any shorter they could call her stout. Vellina’s hair was also grayish blonde instead of the gray and black streaks of most Amazons. She had blonde hair on her forearms and had a short soft layer everywhere else of clear blondish white hair instead of being completely hairless below the neck as was usual. Her fingers, forearms, and lower legs were shortened by comparison to the other women. Vellina had natural strength at the expense of speed, agility, and endurance. Her short stature helped her to be one of the strongest in the enclave. Her form was also the most full figured of the band. She was the last to grow and the first to stop when they were kids. She had very wide child bearing hips, and large swaying round melon sized bosoms and a large doubly bubbly round ass whose crack was covered only partially by her loincloth. Her back was large, rounded, and very wide. If Vellina didn’t have her tight stomach, most would think her fat. She wore a short purple homespun blouse tied off under the leather mantle with her quiver and bow.
Most in the enclave thought Vellina couldn’t do anything well. But it wasn’t true Vellina was actually quite strong and good with her tongue, hurling insults that made priestesses scream when they were children, or using her slick silver tongue to get out from under the crotch of the older girls who always singled her out and demanded ‘licks from the cow’. Caris defended Vellina, but was not her friend. She too demanded licks when the urges came. None of the other huntresses expected much from Vellina despite her strength her body was much too round for good fighting.
Caris had hair that nearly completely grey her eyes were a mischievous light green. Her breasts were only a little smaller than Vellina’s. She was a full six feet tall. She had a voluptuous proportional body not slender as Kassin or padded like Vellina. She was muscular on her upper body her breasts were very rounded teardrops. Her ass was nicely swelled with two rounded cheeks. she also wore a skirt that was given as a ‘gift’ when she was younger, it had two stiff thick leather panels that went less then mid thigh linking the top corners were bronze and iron hoops ‘donated’ from the blacksmiths as she grew. One hoop was large enough to holster her blade despite looking stupid and cutting her when she ran. She also wore a circular leather mantle on her shoulders and a quiver of arrows.
Vellina and Caris were the only ones to have captured men. Caris remembered the event as painful and rushed. Vellina who heard sharing the potion given to men to make them hard ensured a good time. She barely remembered the night but got hot and wet from the blurred images she partially remembered.
Caris led her Huntresses back from the hunt. They had found only little prey animals forcing the group to attack a boisterous group of monkeys to steal a goat carcass. They wanted all to rest after two hard days of hunting. Caris knew they had to keep moving if the wanted to get anything better. She hoped Kaarthen was better or at least would quit trying to tell her what to do.
Despite the fact she was 5 years younger, she didn’t need someone whose group forgotten about her to try telling her things. Despite how good a Huntress and tracker the old hag was Caris liked things just fine.
4****************************************
Kaarthen was now beyond sore. The man had bound her mouth with her loincloth to stop the moaning when she awoke. Her bindings for her legs had been left untied after the first day. He had used her roughly the whole day. He would idly suckle from her breasts; he would also use his fingers on her by rubbing her body, not trying to make her happy but simply content to rub her because he could.
By the evening of what she figured to be the second day, he offered to retie her arms comfortably and used her leather loincloth to tightly wrap her arms from wrist to elbow before tying it off.
He then fucked her roughly after discovering her body still quite wet. He took her from behind and when she immediately tried to lay flat he followed her down to the ground on her back then forced her right knee out to the side. He then got between her legs and thrust his cock hard into her. He thrust deep, putting all the power of his legs into it. His hands came around to the front to her breasts as he nibbled her neck and ears with surprisingly sharp teeth. Her body gave in to the orgasm that it had wanted all day since he had crawled all over her body rubbing her and drinking her milk.
He was insatiable. His hands were in constant motion beneath her. He was roughly fucking like a maniac searching for something deep within her. Something inside popped suddenly as he thrust hard and he was suddenly deeper. She came again but it felt like her body was forced into it and her vagina stunned, before tightly clenching him. It must have been what he wanted. His balls were almost pushed in as he raised himself up on both hands and released his seed into her with surprised gasp.
He then without pause or moving started his interrogation.
“Would you like some water? Your body has needs and you haven’t made water in 3 days now.” He prodded.
Kaarthen stayed silent. “Was he watching this whole time?” She thought.
“You may not understand, but your little band of merry cows has done some seriously expensive damage. I am not just here to kill you however. If I can help you to understand staying around is a bad idea we could all be happier wouldn’t you say?” He added almost breathlessly.
“I would be happier if you got off of me.” She thought trying to squeeze his slimy cock out of her pussy, and distracted herself with the wet sensation.
“Perhaps your leader would be the one to decide, what is her name?” He said. His eyes hungry eyes flicked over her body again. She could feel his gaze behind her, it burned it was so close.
“Menthino works with followers all the time, where is your enclave? There is one behind us did you girls have a reason to bypass them?” Marcos watched and felt her bristle at the word ‘girls’, He made a point hit that nail hard a few more times.
“You girlies may not know it but these wilds stretch pretty far and a lot of creatures would love to turn the tables on your little hunting band.” She held steady, “Finding yourself on the business end of something’s cock would really cut short whatever you girls are up to.” That got her attention; she tightened reflexively along his cock.
“Since I had to make it by myself I wonder.” Marcos mused aloud.
She tried squirming to try to look at him, to look into his eyes. Marcos noticed that his cock was hardening and that she was interested now. He just needed her to speak so she would be committed with a position in the conversation.
“After noticing the tracks they leave already, and that they decided to wait till now to hunt.” He paused, “how far could that amateur group get through the corridor pretty famous for making things disappear?”
Sensing that rhetorical questions didn’t pique her pride in the band he decided to switch gears. He presented her a water skin from his robe. She didn’t deserve it. It would keep her stronger, alert longer, and reduce discomfort. However, it would make her open her mouth and physically enable her to speak. It also made her need him, since untying her would simply lead to a direct confrontation.
“Besides most things living in these mountains are in the forest during the summer. I bet only bad things are around up ahead.” He continued as she drank. He could almost feel the cool wetness her body needed flow over his cock. He started thrusting slowly and gently.
“Why?” Kaarthen asked taking a breath, “Because you think those four can’t defend themselves?” Suddenly surprised she said anything. She quickly went back to drinking the water feeling fooled and ashamed.
Marcos latched on to how she excluded herself that was the real surprise. He was also mildly surprised her hips were moving.
When she tried to push him out earlier his cock was in her womb still and it only felt good. Now he was no longer past her cervix, but occasionally he popped through as he stroked her with a building intensity that she unconsciously matched before repeatedly catching herself.
“I’m not sure; as they get away from the forest they’ll be much safer. Right now they are in the middle of everything that will eat or be eaten.” Marcos said as he insidiously brought a hand around to her bud making her moan into the water bag and blush. She only pretended to drink now. Kaarthen didn’t want to be fooled again by whoever this man was who handled her so masterfully.
To punctuate the morbid statement something far away screamed almost sounding human and female.

Read 32100 times |
Rated 90.6 % |
(96 votes)

Vote list (Close) :

Please rate this text:   

Fantasy

My baby and I move in with my brother

My name is Jill I was was a new single mother who was experiencing some hard times the father of my baby left when I was about 3 months pregnant and I could not afford my place. I did not know what to do then my wonderful brother Steve said I could stay with him till I figured it out. Steve was 3 years older than me fairly fit about 6 feet tall.

Fantasy

A Family Thing part 2

Olivia jumped out of the car and headed into the hotel as soon as Andrew parked at the entrance. She didn’t wait for him to deal with the valet before she hurried into the lobby and headed for the rest room. Determined to make it from Santa Barbara to Carmel in the allotted three hours, Andrew had driven like a maniac and refused to make any stops along the way.
Olivia smiled thinking about the effect her promise had had on him. She had fully intended to give him her first blow job tonight anyway, but knowing how badly he wanted it gave her a feeling of power.
He was at the front desk when she left the restroom. She crossed the lobby to join him and he smiled down at her. “Feel better, baby?” he asked leaning down to kiss her forehead.
She nodded and slipped her hand into his.
The girl at the desk smiled at her as she slid the key card across the desk to Andrew. “I think you’ll find everything as you requested,” she said. “If there’s anything else you need please let us know. Enjoy your stay, Mr Morgan.”
“I’m sure we will,” he said as he draped the strap of the overnight bag over his shoulder. He wrapped his left arm around Olivia and grasped the handle on the suitcase in his right hand to pull it along as he guided her to the elevator.
They found their suite and Andrew put the bags in the bedroom before joining Olivia in the living room. She was standing at the door of the balcony looking out at the ocean. The last rays of sun sparkled burnished gold lights across the darkening blue water. He stood behind her and slid his arms around her waist. She leaned back against him and smiled.
“Two hours and fifty-four minutes,” she whispered.
He held her tight. “I love you, baby,” he said softly. “You don’t have to do anything you’re not ready to do.”
“I want to suck your cock,” she said turning in his arms. “I was going to do it tonight anyway.”
He leaned down and covered her sweet mouth with his. Her lips parted and his tongue explored the inside of her mouth. Her arms snaked around his neck and he lifted her off her feet still kissing her hungrily. It had been so long since anyone had touched him this way and now he was greedy for her lips, for her caresses, for her nubile, young body, for the taste and feel of her. He had been starving until she had laid her feast of pleasure before him and he couldn’t get enough of her.
He swung her into his arms and and carried her to the sofa. He sat down and settled her on his lap. His lips captured hers again and he rocked with her as he swirled his tongue around hers before sucking gently on her luscious lower lip. She groaned softly and he thrust his tongue into her mouth again.
Without breaking the kiss, Olivia turned to kneel straddling Andrew’s lap. She rocked her hips in a slow, circular motion grinding her pussy against his crotch until he was sure she was going to make him cum in his jeans like a horny teen aged boy.
He slid his hands under her skirt and squeezed her ass as she continued to rock. He ran his fingers along her crack and beneath her thong searching for the entrance to his own personal paradise. Olivia put her hands on his chest and pushed away from him sliding off his lap to kneel on the floor in front of him.
She pushed his knees apart and urged him to slide his ass to the edge of the sofa. She ran her finger along the edge of the waistband of his jeans and he shivered. Her fingers slipped under the snap and it popped opened. Andrew leaned back and watched her through half closed eyes as she slowly unzipped his jeans. He lifted his hips as she slid them down along with his boxers. He kicked off his loafers and she pulled his jeans off.
She smiled up at him from where she knelt between his thighs then turned her full attention on his rock hard penis. She wrapped her fingers around it and lifted it away from his abdomen. His cock twitched in her hand as though it were alive. She bent down and sucked one of his balls gently into her mouth and rolled it over her tongue. He shivered as she let it fall out of her mouth to treat its mate to the same delight.
She licked the shaft of his cock from the base to the mushroom head tracing the veins before she swirled the tip of her tongue inside the hole on the tip. Her lips parted and she took the head into her mouth. Her head began to move up and down as she cupped his balls in one hand and stroked his shaft with the other.
Andrew laid his head back and closed his eyes giving himself over completely to the delicious sensations her mouth and hands were creating in his throbbing cock. His breathing grew ragged and he began to rock his hips, thrusting up into her mouth as her head came down. He gripped the edge of the sofa tightly trying to resist the urge to grab her head and fuck her face as hard as he could.
Olivia’s hands gripped his thighs and squeezed as she pushed her head down taking his entire cock into her mouth. Andrew’s breath caught in his throat and his eyes flew open wide as she raised up then deep throated him again.
Her fingers closed around the shaft again and she stroked him faster as her head bobbed up and down in his lap. She squeezed his balls gently and he felt them draw up readying to release a load of hot semen. He was panting as her tongue worked the sensitive underside just below the head.
She was squeezing the base of his penis and pulling up as though she was trying to milk the cum from him and he knew he was going to blow soon. Her mouth slid down again and he felt the spongy head hit the back of her throat.
“Baby,” he groaned hoarsely, “I’m going to cum in your mouth.”
Her thumb massaged the skin between his anus and his sac and his hips rocked wildly. She found the slight indentation halfway between his balls and his asshole and she pressed it hard with the pad of her thumb.
Andrew felt an explosion of light behind his closed eyes. His hands grasped her head and his hips jerked up forcing his cock into her throat as the first blast of cum flooded her mouth. She sucked and swallowed as his cock pulsed and his balls released everything he had left in him. She milked his cock for every last drop before pushing the tip of her tongue into the opening of his urethra to make sure that she had every last bit of semen his body had produced.
Andrew’s hands under her arms pulled her up to lie on top of him as his breathing and heartbeat gradually returned to normal. “Where did you learn to do that?” he asked suspiciously.
Olivia rested her chin on his chest and she grinned at him. “I found your porn stash,” she said.
“You’ve never done that before?” he asked, though he didn’t really want to know about it if she had.
“You’re my first,” she said kissing his chest. “You’re my first everything, Andrew.”
“You deep throated me,” he said shuddering as he remembered the sensation of his cock sliding all the way into her mouth.
“I did practice a little,” she admitted.
“With what?”
“The cucumber you ate on your salad last night,” she said biting her bottom lip.
He laughed and pulled her up to kiss her turning as he did so to lie her on the sofa beneath him. She had made certain that his cock was going to be useless for the rest of the night, but he still had his fingers and tongue. He rested between her smooth, firm thighs holding his weight on his elbows as he continued kissing her.
“We have dinner reservations,” she murmured when his lips left hers to explore the contours of her throat.
“We’ll call room service later,” he said as he slid down her body. “There’s something I’m starving for right here.”
Olivia closed her eyes and moaned softly as his tongue began exploring the crevasse between her legs.
Andrew woke up alone. The sun shone brightly through the window so he knew it had to be after noon. He sat up and looked around the room. “Liv?” he called.
“In here,” she said.
The bathroom door wasn’t closed all the way. He pushed it open and leaned in the doorway. Olivia was at the sink filling a red latex douche bag. He watched fascinated as she screwed the top back on and pushed the white hose back in place. She looked over her shoulder at him and smiled seductively.
“You do it this time,” she said offer the bag to him.
“This time?” he asked as he crossed the space between them to take the bag and nozzle.
“Yes,” she said as she leaned forward and reached back to spread her ass cheeks for him. “I want to be all cleaned out for you. The water was clear the last two times, but I want to do it once more to be sure.”
He was breathing hard as he stared at her perfectly puckered brown hole. She looked back at him. “Put it in, baby.”
He dropped to his knees and pressed his lips against her asshole. His tongue darted out to lick around the tight puckered opening. Olivia moaned softly as he pushed his tongue into her ass.
“Give it to me, Andrew,” she said reaching for the hose. “I’ll do it.”
He pulled his tongue out of her and stood up. Rubbing his hard cock against her soft ass cheek he pushed the nozzle into her anus. He unsnapped the clip that kept the water from flowing and squeezed the bag forcing the contents through the narrow hose and into Olivia’s bowels.
She squirmed uncomfortably as the two quarts of water filled her. Andrew slowly removed the the nozzle and she clenched cheeks together and leaned her head against her forearms for a minute before straightening up and moving to the toilet. She sat down with her legs spread wide and Andrew watched as the water, as clear as when it had entered her body, gush out of her anus. Olivia rocked back and forth a few times and then pushed again and relieved herself of the rest of the water.
“How many times?” he asked.
“I don’t know exactly,” she said. “Two with my peppermint soap and just warm water till I was all clean inside.”
“Why, Olivia?”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “You know why, Andrew. I’ve watched every porn DVD you own and I figured if that’s what you like to watch, that’s what you want to do.”
His legs felt weak as she leaned against him. There was certainly no arguing with her logic. He couldn’t count the times he’d fantasized about pounding his cock into her perfect little ass until he exploded inside her.
She pulled away from him and walked to the door, her ass jiggling invitingly. She paused and looked back at him. “I’m all cleaned out and more than willing, baby,” she said smiling. “What are you waiting for?”
He scooped her up on his way to the bedroom and deposited her on the mattress before kneeling on the bed beside her.
“There’s lube in the overnight bag,” she said.
He got up and grabbed the bag, rifling through it till he found the small bottle of astroglide. He returned to the bed and Olivia rolled onto her stomach and lifted her butt. Andrew’s cock was harder than it had been in years. It throbbed painfully at the sight of her beautiful ass lifted for his pleasure. He knelt behind her and cupped her cheeks in his hands first squeezing them together and then spreading them. He leaned down and licked her asshole again before slowly pushing his tongue into her. He thrust it in and out rhythmically and she began to pant.
He pulled his tongue out and reached for the lube. Her body quivered as he dripped the cold, clear liquid onto her hot little hole. He scooped up what began dripping toward her pussy on his forefinger and massaged the slippery lube over her anus. She moaned softly and turned her head to watch him. He pressed his finger against her tight sphincter watching as it gave way and allowed him entrance. As he slid his finger in and out Olivia began to rock back against his hand. He pulled his finger out and dipped more lube onto the first two fingers of his right hand. He shoved them into her ass and began to move them quickly in and out spreading them into a V as he pulled them out to open her up in preparation for the fucking he was going to give her with his throbbing cock.
She buried her face in the pillow, biting it to keep from crying out in pain as he stretched her mercilessly. His fingers left her ass and she looked back again to watch him spread a generous amount of lube on his hard cock.
“Spread your cheeks for me, baby,” Andrew said huskily.
She reached back and held herself open for him. She felt the head of his cock pressing against the tight muscle and she involuntarily tensed in anticipation of the pain she knew was coming. He pushed the tip of his cock into her and she gasped.
“Oooooohh ow ow ow ow,” she screeched.
“Relax, Liv,” he said. “You’re making it worse for yourself.”
She pounded one fist on the bed and pressed her face into the pillow. Andrew pushed a little deeper and she moaned miserably.
“You are so incredibly tight,” he said with awe in his voice. “I’m sorry, that it hurts for you, honey, but it feels like heaven to me.”
He pulled out a little and pushed back in farther. She started started to crawl away from him and he gave her a stinging slap on the ass. She jerked away from him and he slapped her other cheek even harder.
He grabbed her hips and pulled her back. “There’s only one way to do this, baby,” he said holding her firmly in place.
With his hands gripping her hips he slammed his cock into her, his pelvis hitting her ass hard. Olivia screamed into her pillow. Andrew pulled almost all the way out and slammed into her again. He settled into a fast pounding rhythm as her tears soaked the pillow.
He watched his cock sliding quickly in and out of her gorgeous ass and, for the moment at least, he didn’t care that it was causing her pain. He had never felt anything like the sensations cause by her incredibly tight little ass and he knew he wasn’t going to last long anyway.
He fucked her mindlessly, the pleasure she was giving him the only thing he was aware of. He didn’t even realize right away that she had lifted her head and started rocking back to meet his savage thrusts. It wasn’t until he felt her fingers sliding over her pussy that he became aware that she was now enjoying his cock pounding into her ass as much as he was.
Her breathing was as ragged as his as he increased the speed of his strokes. “Baby,” he groaned. “I’m gonna cum.”
“Wait,” she said breathlessly. “Let me turn over so I can see your face the first time you cum in my ass.”
Andrew pulled out and she flipped herself onto her back and, placing her hands on the back of her thighs, she pulled her knees up to her shoulders.
He shoved his cock into her ass again and grabbed her ankles. Leaning forward he rested his chest against the bottom of her feet and began fucking her furiously. He threw his head back, his eyes glazed, his mouth open as his breath came in fast, shallow pants.
“Liv,” he groaned. “Baby, here it comes. Here it comes.”
She started tightening her sphincter on each outward stroke, relaxing it again as he slammed back into her. Andrew felt like his head was was going to explode when he felt her milking the cum from his balls with her ass. He cried out wordlessly as his cock let loose and sprayed her bowels with one long blast of hot of semen after another.
He collapsed on top of her burying his face against her neck and she wrapped her arms and legs around him holding him tightly. “I love you, Andrew,” she breathed against his ear.
All he could do was nod.
“I’ll be better next time,” she said.
“If you get any better at it you’ll kill me,” he said still panting as he lifted his head to kiss her.
“I just meant I won’t freak out because the next time won’t hurt as much now that you popped my cherry back there.”
He smiled down at her. “Like you just popped mine.”
“Really?” she asked, her voice filled with wonder. “You’ve never done that before?”
“Really,” he said. “That was my first time.”
“That’s my new favorite thing,” she said pulling him down to kiss him. “I love your cock in my ass.”
He shivered and held her tighter than he ever had. “I love you,Olivia.”
“There are some things I want to ask you for, Andrew,” she said hesitently.
He rolled onto his side without letting go of her. “Anything, baby.”
She ran a finger along his stubbly jaw. “I want a new bed,” she said. “I don’t want to keep making love with you in the bed you slept in with your first wife.”
“Fair enough,” he said kissing the tip of her nose. “You pick out what you want and we’ll buy it.”
“And I want you to put all her pictures away,” she continued. “I bought you a photo album to keep them in, but they don’t belong on display in our home anymore.”
“Liv,” he said cautiously, “you’re mom . . .”
“Vicky,” she said. “You’re first wife’s name was Vicky.”
“I loved your mom, Olivia. I’m not ready pack all of our memories away. Our memories, Liv. Your’s, too. She’s your mom.”
She pushed away from him and started to sit up. Andrew pulled her against him again and rolled to lay over her and pin her to the bed. “Olivia,” he pleaded as he pressed his lips to hers.
She turned her head to avoid his kiss. “No,” she said determinedly. “If you want your memories you can have them, but you can’t have me, too.”
He swallowed hard. “Baby, don’t do this to me.”
“I’m not going to be your little whore, Daddy. If I’m no more to you than cum rag, then I’m done. I hope the last few days have been enough because when we get home I’m going to call Aunt Jen and ask her to come and get me and you’re going to let me go.”
Andrew was breathing heavily. “Liv, please don’t do this. You can’t leave me now. I need you. I love you. baby.”
“I can be your live in girlfriend, or I can go live with Aunt Jen and go back to being your daughter. You can’t have it both ways, though. If I’m your girlfriend then your first wife’s stuff has to go.”
He didn’t answer her right away and she squirmed away from him and rolled toward the side of the bed. He lunged after her, but she slipped away from him and started rooting through the suitcase for clothes.
He was on his feet behind her. “Liv,” he pleaded reaching for her again.
She struggled as he pulled her into his arms. “Let me go,” she sobbed.
“Liv, stop. I want you. You, baby,” he said holding her tightly. “I’ll put the pictures away. I’ll pack her clothes and give them away. Whatever you want, baby. Don’t leave me.”
His fingers lifted her chin and he looked down at her tear streaked face. “Don’t leave me,” he said softly as his lips found hers.
She slid her arms around his neck and he groaned as her lips parted beneath his. He lifted her back onto the bed and stretched out beside her. Lifting his head he gazed down at her for a moment before pulling her into his arms as he rolled onto his side.
“I love you, baby,” he said fervently.
“I love you, too, Andrew,” she said winding her fingers into his hair.
He caught her luscious lower lip between his teeth and pulled gently before his tongue invaded her mouth. He rolled her onto her back and leaned over her as he ravaged her sweet mouth.
“Is there anything else?” he asked lifting his head.
“No,” she said smiling. “But if there’s anything you want, anything I haven’t thought of yet, all you have to do is tell me.”
“Baby, you’ve given me everything,” he assured her as his hands started roaming her body.
“Not everything,” she said. “There’s one more thing, but it’s going to have to wait for a couple of years.”
“What’s that?” he asked warily.
“I am going to give you a son,” she said with a determination that left him no doubt that she was going to have her way.
His lips followed his hands in their exploration of her glorious tits. “We’ll see,” he said just before his mouth closed around her pert, pink nipple, but his cock was already getting hard at the thought of the day when he’d plant his seed in her fertile womb to make her belly swell and of how he’d be able to nurse at these beautiful breasts that would feed his son.
Epilogue
Andrew rang the doorbell and waited for Emily to answer. His ten month old daughter snuggled against his chest, her curly blond head resting on his shoulder as she sucked her thumb.
Emily opened the door and grinned at him. “Are you ready to do this again, Andrew?” she asked as she took Carissa from his arms.
He shook his head. “I hate seeing her in pain, Em.”
“She’s going to be fine,” the older woman assured him. “It’ll be a lot easier for her this time.”
“It’s certainly going to be faster,” he said handing Emily the diaper bag. “Her contractions started out at ten minutes apart.”
“You’d better get moving then or you’re going to be delivering this one yourself,” she said laughing. “Call me as soon as the baby is born.”
“I will,” he said giving his little girl a kiss on the forhead before turning to sprint across the front yard to his home.
Olivia was sitting on the stairs in obvious pain when he stepped through the front door. He knelt by her side and took her hand. “Boy or girl, this is it,” Andrew said his brow furrowed with worry. “I’m scheduling a vasectomy in the morning.”
Olivia kept doing her breathing and just nodded at him. She took a deep breath as her contraction ended. “It’s a boy this time,” she said. “I know it just like I knew Carissa was a girl.”
“They’re getting closer, aren’t they?” he asked.
She nodded.
“Five minutes to the clinic,” Andrew said helping her up. “Debra is already there because she had another delivery tonight.”
He got her into the car and drove through the deserted streets of Boca Raton like he was on the track at Daytona. He pulled up in front of the Women’s Clinic’s birthing center and handed Olivia off to a nurse while he ran back out to park the car.
They had already taken her to a room by the time he got back in. He rushed down the hall and pushed the door open. The nurse was helping Olivia into a hospital gown.
“I don’t think this is going to take very long, Dad,” she said smiling at Andrew. “I’ll get Debra and then I’ll get the IV started.”
Olivia reached for Andrew’s hand and he rushed to her side. Leaning down he kissed her lightly. She squeezed his hand tightly and took a deep breath.
“Another one?” he asked.
She nodded. Andrew looked at the large clock and listened to Olivia’s rapid, shallow breathing. The endless seconds ticked off as she squeezed his hand so tightly he thought she might break his fingers. Finally she took a deep breath and released it slowly.
“That was almost a minute and a half,” he said.
“You don’t have to tell me,” she said smiling wanly.
“Seriously, Liv, I can’t take seeing you go through this again.”
“It’s not so bad this time,” she said. “Carissa took so long that I was worn out. That made it harder.”
“Still,” he said firmly, “this is it.”
“Okay,” she said.
“How’re we doing, Liv?” the large red haired mid wife asked as she entered the room. “I just want to check and see how things are coming along.”
Olivia nodded.
“Knees up, sweetie. Relax.”
Olivia let her legs fall open and Andrew watched as Debra pushed two fingers into his wife’s vagina to check her cervix. Debra looked up and put her free hand on Olivia’s stomach.
“Contraction?” she asked.
“Yes,” Olivia hissed.
“That was only two minutes,” Andrew said as Olivia groaned and squeezed his hand again.
“I’m going to break your water, hon,” Debra said.
Olivia felt a gush of warm liquid and Debra pulled her fingers out. “Nice and clear,” she said. “Just what we want to see. You’re nine centimeters and almost completely effaced. I can feel the baby’s head right down there.”
“So can I,” Olivia said.
“How much longer?” Andrew asked anxiously.
Olivia groaned loudly and crushed Andrew’s fingers. He drew a sharp breath and he looked down at her. “I need to push,” she said through gritted teeth.
Debra smiled at him. “Oh, I’d say you’re going to be seeing this one in a few minutes. Would you please hit that call button, Dad.”
Andrew pushed the button. Before anyone answered, Olivia let out a loud moan. “I need to push. I need to push.”
“Pull your legs up and push, sweetie,” Debra said. “Come on, Liv, you’re going to have to open a lot wider to get him out than you did to get him in there.”
Olivia grabbed the backs of her knees and pulled them up as far as she could. Andrew supported her shoulders as she strained to push his child out of her womb. She relaxed into his arms and was hit by another contraction almost immediately. Andrew lifted her shoulders again and she pushed hard. He watched as the baby’s head stretched her vagina open and then disappeared again as the contraction ended.
“Do you need something?” a voice said from the intercom.
“An isolet and some help would be nice,” Debra said. “I got a little one here that’s in a hurry.”
“We’ll be right there, Deb.”
Olivia groaned again and Andrew lifted her up as she pulled her legs up and pushed. Her groan grew into a shriek as the baby’s head stretched her impossibly.
“Keep pushing,” Debra said as Olivia strained to get the baby out.
“You’re doing so good, baby,” Andrew said.
“Come on, Liv. The head is almost out.”
Andrew pushed her shoulders up a little more and Olivia pushed as hard as she could.
“Hold on, sweetie,” Debra said. “Head’s out.” She slid her fingers around the baby’s neck making sure that the cord wasn’t around it before she suctioned out its mouth. A nurse pushed an isolet into the room and picked up a blanket before moving quickly to stand by Debra.
“One more push, honey.”
Andrew lifted Olivia’s shoulders and she pushed his baby out. Debra held the baby up and grinned at Andrew. “Mom was right again,” she said. “You have a son.”
The baby screwed up his face and began to wail waving his arms angrily. Andrew beamed at Olivia. He leaned down and pressed his lips to her forehead. “Thank you, baby,” he said softly before his lips closed over hers.
Andrew stood in the doorway of his children’s room. His baby girl slept soundly in her crib, on her stomach, her knees drawn up, her thumb perpetually in her little rosebud mouth.
Olivia sat in the rocking chair with his three month old son in her arms. Andrew Cole Morgan Jr, AJ for short, nursed greedily at his mother’s breast. Andrew sauntered across the room and kneeled at Olivia’s side. She smiled and offered him her other breast. He took her swollen nipple into his mouth and nursed as hungrily as is son.
AJ sighed as he settled back to sleep and Olivia eased her finger between the baby’s mouth and her nipple to break the suction. “He’s a little barracuda,” she whispered as Andrew stood and took his son.
Kissing the baby’s dark curls, he carefully laid him in his crib. He took Olivia’s hand and pulled her to her feet. He slid his arm around her waist and they walked back to their room. Stopping by the bed he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Her lips parted for him and his tongue delved into her sweet mouth.
He stepped back and lifted the hem of the tee shirt she had worn to bed. He pulled it off and dropped it on the floor. He dropped to his knees and pulled her panties down. She stepped out of them and sat down on the side of the bed and watched as he took his sweat pants off. Olivia laid back and opened her legs for him. He guided his cock to the entrance of her pussy and pushed into her without feeling to see if she was wet first. He knew she would be. She was always wet and hot after nursing the baby.
He looked down at her adoringly as he started to move inside her. It never failed to amaze him that even after bearing two children for him, her cunt was still as tight as it had been the first time he’d fucked her five years before. He lowered his head and went back to sucking the sweet nectar from her swollen breasts as he thrust his cock into her.
Olivia wound her fingers into his hair and rocked her hips to meet his deep, slow strokes. It felt as though there was a nerve that ran from her nipple to her cunt and every time Andrew sucked a mouthful of milk from her tit it sent another wave of plasure through her pussy. She always came fast when he nursed as he fucked her and this time was going to be no different.
“Andrew,” she moaned.
He sucked harder at her breast and rammed his cock into her tight cunt.
“Uh uh, oh God, Andrew.”
Her body tensed as she arched her back and her cunt convulsed around his engorged cock. He lifted his head and pushed up on his arms pounding his cock into her. His jaw clenched and he pushed her knees up to her shoulders as he continued to fuck her fast and hard.
“Liv,” he groaned. “baby, I’m going to cum.”
She pulled him down and wrapped her arms and legs around him as he buried his cock in her tight cunt and filled her to overflowing. She planted quick kisses all over his face as his cock pulsed inside her.
Andrew turned his head and captured her lips, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as he thrust his spent cock slowly into her dripping pussy. She clenched her cunt around him rhythmically as he gradually slowed to a stop.
He rolled onto is side pulling her with him, her leg still thrown over his hip and, like the first time he’d made love to her, they drifted off to sleep still joined together.

Read 117927 times |
Rated 92.1 % |
(555 votes)

Vote list (Close) :Batrachian
: POSITIVEVirtual_Tourist
: POSITIVETodd31
: POSITIVEHeinzzz
: NEGATIVEssalo
: POSITIVEkinkykenny
: POSITIVEphilwoodlee
: POSITIVEdanixafano
: POSITIVEpoppajohn
: POSITIVEdaddyplaysathome
: POSITIVELikesItSucked
: POSITIVEbuddhahotei60
: POSITIVEsmiling53
: POSITIVEmorrison44
: POSITIVEMasterTtrianglelord
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:  Â