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He opened the door to reveal a black-haired woman in a beige trench coat like she was out of some old Noir film. She was a gorgeous woman with a… round belly. She immediately opened it up to reveal the pregnant swell of her belly leading to shaved pussy, her cunt dripping. She had a thick clit almost as big as one of my nipples.
“Oh, Keith, it’s so good to be here. I’ve missed you.” Mrs. Holiday kissed Mr. Miller, her wedding ring flashing as she slid her arms around his neck. Her pregnant belly rubbed into his stomach.
Mr. Miller kissed her for a moment and said, “Husband still thinks it’s his kid and not mine.”
“He hasn’t even figured out how our daughters and I have the same due date,” Mrs. Holiday purred. “Mmm, and this is your son. I have to ride him.”
Carter grinned and sat on the chair. “Come for a ride, slut!”
“My pleasure,” she moaned as Mr. Miller moved behind me.
I watched her mount Carter, her ass plump. The woman pressed his cock into her pussy folds and plunged her pregnant twat down him. Mr. Miller had bred her. That was so encouraging. He could breed me, too.
He pressed his dick into my butt-crack, though. I gasped as his lubed dick nuzzled into my asshole. I needed him to breed me. He couldn’t do that if he fucked my asshole. I almost said something before I remembered I was a good sex slave.
I held my tongue.
“Good girl,” he growled as he thrust his cock harder against my asshole. He knew I thought about it. I smiled at his praise.
He drilled and drilled against my virgin asshole. I shuddered as he popped into my bowels. A wave of heat washed through me. It was so incredible to have that big cock sliding into my asshole. I whimpered, my face rubbing into the carpet.
It felt so good. I loved it so much. I groaned as more and more of his cock sank into my anal sheath. He bottomed out in me, his crotch rubbing on my well-spanked rump. It was so hot. So naughty. I gasped in delight.
“Oh, yes,” Mrs. Holiday moaned as the pregnant woman rode Carter.
“Damn, that’s a tight pussy,” groaned Carter. “Your husband must have such a small cock.”
“So small,” the dishonorable wife moaned. “Ooh, ooh, but you’re hung like your daddy! Yes, yes, I wish I lived closer. I only have those wonderful dildos he sells me.”
I quivered, enjoying Mr. Miller’s big dick sliding back out of my asshole. My bowels clamped down on him. He churned me up. He thrust hard and fast into my anal sheath. It melted to my pussy. I groaned realizing I could cum from this.
I was that much of a slut.
“Damn, Niku,” growled Mr. Miller. “That’s an ass.”
“Oh, fuck her hard, Keith,” Mrs. Holiday moaned. “Fuck that little hussy hard in the ass!”
Carter smacked his hands down on Mrs. Holiday’s plump rump. “Just keep riding me with that pregnant pussy, slut.”
“Yes!”
She worked up and down him, his cock emerging coated in her pussy juices. I licked my lips, watching the sight. Her thick pussy lips clung to his shaft. Her butt-cheeks rippled every time she bottomed out on him.
I whimpered, my boobs swaying from Mr. Miller’s hard thrusts. He churned up my asshole. He fucked me so hard. So fast. I shuddered, loving what he did to me. I wiggled my hips back and forth, hurtling toward my orgasm.
It was just such a treat. I loved it so much. I gripped his big dick fucking my asshole, my orgasm building and building in my pussy. She whimpers, loving this so much. She enjoys every second of that huge dick fucking her.
“Oh, Master, I’m going to cum!” I whimpered. “I’m such a shameful slut, I’m going to cum from being ass-fucked.”
“Yes, yes, yes, you are,” gasped Mrs. Holiday. “Oh, being fucked up the ass by your Master is amazing. Ooh, I hope you and your son double-team me this weekend!”
“Yes!” I squealed, wanting both their cocks in me. My asshole clamped down hard on Master’s cock.
“That’ll happen,” he growled, fucking my anal sheath hard.
I whimpered, hurtling closer and closer to cumming. Mrs. Holiday rode Carter with such eagerness. The pregnant wife was such a shameful whore for cuckolding her husband, but I understood why.
The Millers’ dicks were incredible.
Mr. Miller rammed into my asshole to the hilt. I squealed out in rapture, “Yes!”
My anal sheath spasmed around his cock. He growled as he drew back and back. He ripped out of my asshole and slid down to my pussy lips. He rammed hid dirty dick into my cunt, fully dishonoring me. I gasped as my twat writhed around him, buffing his dick clean.
“Fuck!” he growled and erupted.
His cum pumped into my pussy. My second load of breeding jizz. I whimpered in delight, my pussy writhing around him. He grunted, pumping every blast of cum into my pussy. It was just so wild. I loved the feel of the spunk gushing into my snatch.
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“Breed her!” Mrs. Holiday gasped. “And you… Oh, god, yes, flood my cunt, Carter! You’re a stud!”
The pregnant wife came on the boy’s cock, shaming her husband with her wanton desires. She had cuckolded him. Carter grunted, flooding her pussy with all his jizz. I whimpered, my twat milking Mr. Miller’s dick. The pleasure flooded through me over and over again.
It was just so amazing. I whimpered in delight, my pussy milking Mr. Miller. He grunted and groaned, flooding me with everything that he had. He filled me to the brim with all his cum. I shuddered in delight, so glad to have all this pleasure rushing through me.
“Master,” I moaned as he erupted one last time. He ripped his cock out of my pussy.
“Now it’s time to learn to lick a woman’s cunt clean of your master’s cum,” he growled.
“Mmm, yes,” whimpered Mrs. Holiday as her butt-cheeks jiggled. “Oh, Carter filled me to the brim for you.”
She slid off him and moved to the couch, holding her pregnant belly. She looked to be eight or nine months pregnant, her belly a wonderful curve. Carter picked me up and moved me to her. I shuddered, feeling the jizz pooling against my cervix.
She lifted my head to her pregnant pussy. Pearly cum spilled out of her shaved folds. She shoved me into her snatch, her pregnant belly curving over my head. I licked at her twat, gathering up the salty cum mixed with something sweet.
Her pussy!
I licked at her with eagerness. I would have to satiate Mrs. Miller like this once she returned. I would be a good sex slave. My pussy brimmed with cum. I clenched hard to keep it in me. I licked at her as the two men watched. Talked.
Planned. It was all so exciting. I licked at that pussy, gathering up more and more of the cum that spilled out. Her clit was so fat. I wanted to suckle on it. The married woman stared down at me, her big boobs quivering.
“That’s it,” she moaned. “Mmm, you’re doing so good.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Holiday,” I purred and licked at her again.
My bound boobs jiggled. The rope rasped across my body. My tongue flicked through her folds, gathering up all the salty delights. I loved them so much. I stroked my tongue over her petals, loving the cum and her sweet cream.
I stroked over her clit again and again as I licked up the milky jizz. There was less and less of it by the moment. I had to get it all, though. Every last drop. I flicked my tongue through her folds, loving how she shuddered.
“Oh, my, that’s so good,” she whimpered. “Yes, yes, that’s just amazing! Ooh, you’re such a dear! Just such a delight!”
“I’m so glad you love it,” I moaned. “But there’s less cum running out.”
“So dig in with your pretty tongue and root around for all that yummy cum.”
Mrs. Holiday had such great advice. I thrust my tongue into her pussy and swirled around in her. I loved licking it out of her, my dishonored cunt brimming with such jizz. I scooped the spunk out of her sweet depths with shameful abandon. I was such a hussy.
I thrust my tongue into her pussy again and again. I swirled around in her, mixing up her cream and the yummy cum. I licked at her with all that I had. She shuddered as I did that. She quivered there, her. Her hands rubbed at her pregnant belly as I found all the cum in her.
Then I licked her clit. She had a fat one. I suckled on it like a little nipple. She moaned, her big boobs heaving and her pregnant belly quivering. I suckled on her with force, loving how she moaned. Her back arched. Her hands rubbed at her belly.
“Oh, my, yes, yes,” she gasped. “Oh, keep sucking on me. You delicious slut!”
I wanted to make her cum so badly. I suckled on her with everything that I had. She squealed out her rapture and bucked. Her passion echoed through the room. It was so delicious. I loved it so much. I drowned in her sweet cream.
I licked at her, my bound body quivering. My pussy was so hot. I wanted more cum in me. I lapped up her pussy juices as the pregnant woman quivered through her pleasure. She whimpered, her boobs jiggling.
“Oh, she’s going to make your wife a very happy woman,” purred Mrs. Holiday. “I’m so glad that we have all weekend to play.”
“Yes, yes, I need my Masters to pump my pussy full of cum and breed me!” I squealed, so glad to be the Millers’ sex slave.
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Niku Sakurajima is finding the cultural exchange to be very stimulating. In two weeks, she discovers she’s pregnant and has the anchor baby to bring her entire family over. She’s a good sex slave to Dad and Carter. And to Mom and my sisters when they get back.
* * *
Kristen pants after she finishes masturbating, just thinking of all the naughty things that could be happening downstairs. She knows they’re not. She believes if she goes downstairs, she won’t find a suddenly very pregnant Mrs. Holiday.
Kristen doesn’t care that she has her dates wrong. Mrs. Holiday should only be three or so months pregnant, but now she’s going to be giving birth next month. The world warps around Kristen. For now, she’s thinking of new stories to pen.
She curls up wandering what sort of story she could write about the preacher’s daughter. She can become a whore like her mother. A porn star whore, maybe?