1. Another Daddy Surrogate


    Date: 2/26/2024, Categories: Loving Wives, Author: byDampKitten

    ... this climax be over? When will he stop pushing my button? When will I stop gushing on my husband's cock?
    
    "Stuart, fuck me," I mumble. I'm biting my bottom lip, looking over my shoulder with desperate intentions.
    
    "What was that, Meg? I didn't hear you."
    
    "Fuck me, Stuart," I repeat. I'm increasing my volume. Directing my voice to his face.
    
    "Louder, please -- for everyone."
    
    Andy's staring him down. Suart's gleefully poised.
    
    "Fuck me, god dammit! Fuck the shit out of....AAAAAHHHHHH!"
    
    I've been speared to the depths of my core! He stays still for a moment as I absorb the impalement. Every inch is inside me. Every thick throbbing inch. Balls to my clit. Palms to my ass. He's spreading me open for a better look. He ties my arms behind me with his necktie.
    
    "You're already creaming." His smug observation. Push it in. Pull it out. Now he's hammering faster. Pounding and pulling. Pussy disaster. It's a white frothy mess, and he's nowhere near climax.
    
    "Stuart! Stuart! Stuart!" I'm coming again! Clamping on his cock, tits spinning in circles. My nipples are grazing my husband's chest. This is worse than before! I'm screaming! I'm peeing! He's pulling my hair.
    
    "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck that pussy, Stuart! Give me that seed. Empty your balls inside me!"
    
    "That's right, bitch! Beg for it..."
    
    ***
    
    In the bathroom, Stuart lifts me to sit on the sink. We've left my husband cinched to the bed in a slumber. Stuart's semen gushed out of me and smothered Andy's ...
    ... cock, a generous lubrication for a quick, slimy hand-job.
    
    "He came really fast." I'm smirking and smooching. "And you took forever -- as usual. I'm so fucking sore."
    
    "When will you tell him, Meg?"
    
    "Tell him what, Stuie?"
    
    Stuart places his hand on my belly. "Hasn't he noticed? Your budding breasts? Your pouting nipples? Your pooching belly?"
    
    I laugh. "No, I guess not."
    
    Stuart's sliding his cock back inside me. I'm wrapping my legs round his waist, arms around his neck. He's gonna fuck me again. I love it when he screws me. I love it when he creams in my pussy.
    
    "When do you suppose he will realize you're pregnant?" He's thrusting in me now. I'm groaning loudly, unconcerned if Andy hears me.
    
    "I hope when he does, I'm as big as a basketball, and I'm lactating on his chest while you're banging me senseless."
    
    Stuart smiles. He's gonna spray another jet in my tunnel. His balls are knotted up, and I reach down to squeeze them. "Give me the last of it, Stuart. Fill me full. Pump it deep."
    
    And he does.
    
    ***
    
    Andy has his hand on my belly. I'm tight as a tick. We're days from my delivery date.
    
    "Do you want to suck on these tits, sweetie? Suck out some milk?" He welcomes my offer. I love how his lips tease my nipples, the soft flow of Colostrum into his eager mouth. I'm grinding and huffing. These days it's hard to catch my breath.
    
    "Tastes nice," Andy says. Milk dribbles from my nipple as he speaks.
    
    "You missed some," I giggle. I'm lifting my ...