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“As a special thank you, in fact, I figured I’d give you a show. You ready to see what it is?”
My jaw drops open because Freya’s got a dildo in her hand. It’s not too huge: maybe eight inches with a thick base, and a nice set of balls below it. But my woman sucks it into her mouth, never dropping my eyes.
“Remember how I said I would use toys to get myself off before I met you? It didn’t work super-well, but maybe now that we’re in this setting, it’ll be better. Besides, you deserve a show,” she titters before striding off to an empty couch and climbing up to kneel on the seat. Oh shit, this is wrong. My woman’s hugely pregnant, and her assets are showing because basically, Freya’s not wearing anything. But as I watch, she pops the dildo into her mouth, and then with a sweet smile, reaches down to pluck her g-string out of her butt crack before strapping it over one big cheek.
“Mmm,” she murmurs, never breaking eye contact with me. “Mmmph!”
By now, a few people have gathered to watch because it’s not every day that a pregnant woman anally fucks herself with a dildo, even at a place like the Circle. But Freya doesn’t mind at all, and instead, gently pulls the toy from her mouth, a long string of saliva still connecting the rubber to her lips. Then she spits into one palm before spreading her legs even further, and reaches behind herself to rub the saliva onto her back button. Oh fuck, my cock begins leaking and I let out a low groan while fisting myself. This is going to be good.
Sure enough, with another devilish smile, Freya leans over the back of the couch, her knees on the seat of the cushion. Then she reaches around with the dildo and begins pushing the head against her anus. Fuck fuck fuck! Quite a few men in the group are groaning now, all of us with our shafts out, rock hard and ready. My girl doesn’t open her eyes although she must be aware of the audience. Instead, she moans throatily, pressing harder with the dildo, and sure enough a loud pop rings out in the room as the flesh-colored toy slides a few inches into her ass.
“Mmm!” she cries out, jolting a bit. “Fuck that feels good!”
But Freya’s not one to stop there. Instead, she assumes the position again, this time by sitting back so that she’s balanced on her knees, with her thighs spread in a vee shape. Then she leans back so that the dildo’s braced on the seat of the couch and slowly begins pushing down with her ass. I can literally see that pink rim stretching as the massive toy begins sliding in, inch by fucking inch. She moans and grunts a bit, but I can tell my woman loves it because then, Freya plucks the pasties off her tits, revealing those huge sacks of cream in their full glory, and brings them up to her mouth so that she can suck on both nipples at once as her ass strains to accommodate the huge toy inside.
It must work because with one final deep suckle of her tits, my girl’s all the way to the bottom of the toy. She moans again, and the sight is delicious. A lush, pregnant brunette, fully nude save for her high heels, embedded on a huge toy. She groans a bit, gyrating in a circle, and all the men surrounding her groan, our fists running up and down in time to her delicious show. She pops both tits out of her mouth then, and circles her nipples teasingly with her fingers, the flesh glistening and wet. Fuck. I’d love to get a taste of that.
But this is the Freya show, and she’s controlling every aspect. My woman drops her breasts and instead, leans forward on the couch once more, bracing her shoulders on the cushioned back. Then she reaches between her legs and begins fucking her ass with the dildo. It’s a gorgeous sight as that tiny hole gets pummeled, and Freya’s clearly enjoying it, judging from her hearty groans and deep grunts.
“Yeah, fuck my ass,” she murmurs. “Fuck it, fuck it.”
She’s not talking to anyone, but to my surprise, a handsome man steps up. He’s not anyone I recognize, but he’s got the build of a football player, and is strikingly attractive to boot. The man seizes Freya’s wrist, pulling the dildo out of her ass, and sure enough, the gape there is delicious to see. Her pink asshole’s now about the diameter of a quarter, and doesn’t close straight away. Instead, it pulses a bit, almost like it’s breathing.
The football player obviously wants in because he notches his dick at my girl’s asshole.
“Sweetheart,” he growls. “That toy’s not going to get you off, but this huge fuckshaft will.”
Even as my gut wrenches, I know that I can’t do anything. After all, this is exactly what we came for. Freya wanted her freedom and here we are. She’s about to get fucked by another man, and my hands are tied. I shouldn’t step in, even if my brain feels like it’s about to burst from the worst headache ever.
But then, Freya’s eyes pop open and she stares at me, her gaze wide and horrified. Immediately, my beautiful girl sits up, knocking that huge cock from her back hole with one hand.
“Oh no,” she cries out. “I can’t! Because I needhim,” she says, pointing straight at me.
My reaction is immediate. I push the football player out of the way even though he likely weighs fifty pounds more than my already athletic form, and take my rightful place at my girlfriend’s asshole.
“Are you sure?” I whisper harshly. “Because once I do this, you’re mine, Freya. No more beating around the bush. No more of this “no-strings-attached” bullshit. Once I do this, you’re mine.”
But it’s obvious that Freya’s had a change of heart and realized the same thing too because she leans forward, bracing her weight on her shoulders before reaching both hands back to pull her cheeks apart for me.
“Yes,” she whispers, nudging my cock with her asshole. “This belongs to you. I belong to you, Mark.”
Then, I push in as stars explode before my eyes because this is the final consummation of our love. Freya, the baby, me, a secret sex party, and most of all, my cock in her ass, and her utter capitulation to my demands. Freya has finally realized what’s right for her and her submission is the sweetest thing I’ve ever experienced.
With a roar, I claim her in front of everyone in the ballroom. My frenzied pumps into her back door are so violent that the couch skids forward with every thrust. Her moans and screams drown out others as her breasts sway wildly, the nipples pink and stiff for all to see. But most of all, people witness our climax: Freya’s asshole contracting violently on my staff as I roar repeatedly, pumping her backdoor full of my white, frothy seed, marking her with everything that I have.
Yes, this woman belongs to me, and now, all is right with the world. After all, we came to this party with the intention of going our separate ways. Freya was hellbent on showing the world that we’re sex-positive, sex-forward, sex-friendly, and all that bullshit that psychologists like to toss around. But in the end, we couldn’t put the pedal to the metal because all we want is each other. This beautiful brunette is mine, and now that the matter’s been settled, she’ll never say no again.
EPILOGUE
Freya
Ayear later.
Spike sleeps peacefully in his bassinet as I rub soothing circles on his small back. My baby boy is the cutest thing with his dark lashes and rounded cheeks, and I never imagined I could be so in love. In fact, this isn’t the life I had planned for myself at all because it’s better.
I giggle quietly, enjoying the afternoon sun as Mark and his friend James chat idly on the back patio. I thought that I’d be all alone here in my house, with just me and my son. In fact, I thought that that’s what I wanted. Being a single mom was going to be tough, but I’m a woman who prides herself on integrity and was determined to stick to my path.
But then Mark Fierceton entered my life, and everything changed. He made me see that it’s okay to deviate from pre-set plans, and that even more, sometimes you’re better off for it. As a result, we live together now, and it’s a loving relationship. He’s moved into my home permanently, and his house next door is up for sale. Meanwhile, we’ve also become a committed couple, and to be honest, sometimes it’s hard for me to remember why I was so resistant at first. After all, my man’s utterly gorgeous, makes a good living, and dotes on both me and my son. Mark’s a godsend, and I’m luckier than most women out there.
