Instead, I’m holding her against my underbelly and pumping her full of my heat. These pillows will all require laundering.
I don’t care; the only thing that matters is driving my cock into her as hard and deep and fast as she wants.
And Celeste is not easy to please. Any time my pace slows to make an adjustment, she cries out with desperation, as if I’ve committed some grievous betrayal.
With her stomach and breasts so full of my heat, the pressure on my cock is incredible. It would feel like this, fucking her while she’s heavy with my child.
The thought nearly makes my cum run white, but I meant what I said about wanting to fuck her like this as long as possible.
It will be a long, long time before I’m willing to share the milk she makes for me. But that doesn’t mean I can’t look forward to the future.
Her precious little cunt flutters around my length, milking another surge out of me.
I muster my focus, adjusting my fingers on her clit.
“You’re doing so well for me,” I purr over her. I love how she responds to my voice when she can’t understand it: all soft sighs and nuzzles, fluttering lashes and beaming looks.
When she can understand my words, she thinks too much about them, searching for ways they can confirm her doubts, mind filled with anxiety.
I need her mind and her everything filled withme.
Each thrust sends her overfull breasts quivering, and she whimpers pathetically, but I don’t slow my pace. The warmth of her desire pulses softly in our contract on my wrist, assuring me of her pleasure.
Hot milk runs oh-so-tempting down my legs where they support her breasts. But there’s something else I want more.
“I know they’re so full,” I croon, increasing my pressure on her clit.
Celeste shudders and arches into me.
“But I can’t drain them yet. I want you to cum like this, so full of me… breasts and belly and cunt all stretched to the limit…”
My abdomen spasms hard, sending another hot rush of fluid through her.
Celeste’s breath quickens, clit and cunt twitching under my fingers.
“That’s right, sweet girl… it’s almost time for you to fall apart… You can do that for me, can’t you?”
She moans and whimpers, muscles fluttering around my length.
My breath quickens as my cock throbs. “Oh, it’s going to feel so good when you cum around me…”
Her cunt clenches desperately, needy noises reaching a fever pitch.
I keep the circles on her clit steady, but the fingers of my other hand slide deeper down her throat.
Then a final, definitive spasm runs through her, squeezing me with incomprehensible tightness.
A scream blossoms from her lungs, and I muffle it with the fingers in her mouth, thrusting even harder as the contract band burns warmer.
She bites down hard as milk surges from her tits, spraying across my abdomen and dripping down my legs while her squirt soaks my underbelly.
My body shudders as heat swells my cock and fills her. I’m too quickly approaching my own edge, but I can’t deny her, I can’t deny her pleading moans that demand I fuck her hard and deep.
I thrust until the very point of no return, then yank my cock out, replacing it with three of my fingers.
Celeste cries out with despair until my fingers hook around to her inner spot, pressing mercilessly until she’s squirting and cumming again.
My cock bursts untouched, and thick white cum showers her tits and stomach.
