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With one hard thrust, he’s all the way inside me, and my mouth opens in a silent gasp. But Uncle Amos doesn’t stop as he ruts on me like a dog and pants in my ear.
“That’s it, now you’re ready.” He keeps going deeper and harder. “After this, I can fuck you whenever I want.”
He’s so heavy and hard that I’m getting dizzy, but I remind myself that this is how I get a baby.
“You’re gonna make me a daddy, ain’t you?” he says like he’s reading my thoughts. “I told you I wanted to wait, but you won’t let me. You’re already trying to steal it, little lamb. I can feel it.”
I clench around him, and he groans in pleasure. The funny thing is that it feels good when I do that too. So I do it again, and then that building of pleasure comes back. I bend down on the hay so my bottom is up in the air and look back at Uncle Amos.
He’s sitting up now and naked except for his overalls around his thighs and his cowboy hat. I can see his manhood going inside me, and when I clench on him, his eyes roll to the back of his head. I keep doing it since he loves it so much, and he rides me like a rodeo horse. His belly pushes against my bottom when he goes deep, and I love the feeling of the weight of him.
“This is our secret, right?” he tells me, and I nod. “That’s my good little lamb. You get pregnant from this, and I’ll take care of you.”
My body is so excited by what Uncle Amos is doing to me and the thought of having a baby that it’s too much. The pleasure builds and then explodes as the release spreads through every limb.
“You keep cumming like that and I’ll breed you on the first go,” he grunts as he thrusts deep. “That’ll open you right up.”
It’s deeper than before when his mouth and fingers were doing it, and waves of pleasure engulf me. This is something I could easily get used to, and I’m already thinking about the next time.
“Fuck, you keep stealing it from me.” He pulls out and then as if he can’t help himself he hurries back inside me. “This pussy’s drinking me dry.”
That’s when I feel a heat inside as his manhood throbs. It’s something primal, and my instinct is to clench around him and take it deep. His seed has spread, and I hold on to every drop so it can take root.
“Turn over, I got one more,” he grunts as he pushes off my back and nudges my hip.
I do as Uncle Amos wants and roll over onto my back. Between my legs is a little sore, but I know I have to fulfill my duties. He yanks on the front of my dress, so I untie it for him as he thrusts into me.
This time he doesn’t go slowly but pounds hard and fast. As soon as I untie the front of my dress and my breasts are free, I can see that I’m leaking and full.
“You’re making more to keep up with me,” he says as he bends his head down and latches on to nurse. As soon as he’s had some from one, he moves to the next. “Yeah, this is for me right here. This milk is gonna keep me fed.”
I run my fingers through his hair as he drinks his fill and ruts inside me. The feeling is so good like this, and I don’t fight my body when the climax approaches. I raise my hips and clench hard as my pleasure spikes and then washes over me.
Uncle Amos drinks again, and I see milk dribble down his chin. He doesn’t wipe it away as he thrusts hard one last time, and I feel his warm release exactly where I want it most. This time, I wrap my legs around him so he can’t pull out too soon. One of the wives told me this would help the seed take root.
“Greedy,” Uncle Amos teases as he smiles at me. Then he bends down to lick at my nipples once more. “I guess I am too.”
“I’m so grateful you let me come live with you,” I say and kiss his lips.
“Me too, little lamb. You know I love you, right?” he says, and I nod.
“I love you too,” I tell him back and then clench around him. He kisses me slowly this time, and I can feel how hard he still is. “Should I do my chores one more time?”
“Why don’t you go on inside and make me something to eat? I’ll let you fill back up before I put you on my cock again.” He rubs his thumb over my nipple, and my breasts feel heavy with need. “I want milk with all my meals now.”
“Yes, Uncle Amos,” I say and giggle as he pulls out and then helps me stand up in the hay.
“Good girl, little lamb,” he says as he buckles his overalls. “I’ll be in to get my drink soon.”
THE END
