“Yeah….”
“Right there. I feel that, stay right there. Ride it. Ride that shit, baby. There you go, speed that shit up. Give that pussy what she wants. Like that. Just like that. Yeah.Fuck. There it is.”
She squeals right in my ear, but I don’t give a fuck. Feeling her pulse around me feels so fucking good. I missed this shit so much.
“Aaaaace…” she whines.
“Yeah. You did it. You did so good. I’m proud of you.” I lean up to kiss her neck. “You worked hard for that nut, baby girl. Enjoy that shit.”
Her body’s still moving slightly, prolonging her pleasure, chasing that high. When she finally goes still, her head drops and rests on my shoulder, and I wonder how long my inevitable blue balls are gonna last.
Then she gives me a little hope.
“Babe?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m pregnant.”
“I know that already,” I say, lowkey embarrassed that my dick jumped when she said that.
“Did you cum harder when you got me pregnant?”
“I didn’t know I was getting you pregnant.”
“But you knew you were trying to, right?”
“Yeah.”
“So tell me how it felt.”
My dick is throbbing now, but I take a deep breath, maintaining my composure.
“It felt good as fuck,” I murmur. “It always feels good, but it was way more intense.”
“Was it because now my whole body belongs to you?”
I blow out a breath. “Maybe.”
“My womb was the last part of me that was just mine,” she says. “And now it’s yours.”
“Yeah.” I’m breathing harder now. “I like that.”
“Yeah? You like owning my body? You like using it? You like knowing you can cum in me and then nine months later, I’ll give you another you?”
“Fuck. Yeah. I do.”
“You like fucking me with your baby inside me?”
“Raya…”
“I changed my mind.”
“About?”
“I want you to do it again. Cum in me. Shoot some more kids in there so your baby see his siblings.”
For some reason, that makes me laugh, which in turn makes her laugh, too.
