Chapter 3

Holding her pussy lips open and out of the way, I licked up and down her slit and lapped up her juice. Jenny grabbed my head and crushed it against her pussy as I flicked my tongue over her clit and and nipped the distended nub. She moaned and humped her hips on my face when I stretched my tongue as deeply as I could into her hole and began tongue-fucking her.

I thought she was enjoying me eating her as much as I was until she unexpectedly pulled my head out of her crotch, moved her hands underneath my armpits and pulled me up to her. When I was on my feet, she quickly unzipped my pants and stuck her hand inside my fly, grabbing my cock.

“Steve, darling,” she moaned and kissed me. She pulled on my shaft as we exchanged a passionate kiss. “I love you eating my pussy, but I really need to get fucked. I want your cock in my pussy, not your tongue. Now get out of those your clothes and fuck me!”

I wanted to slide my hard shaft up her as much as she wanted it and stepped back to undress. Shelly watched me as I removed my clothes, her gaze fixed on my crotch

“Come on, baby, I can’t wait.” She laid on her back with her legs raised and spread and moved her hands to open herself to me. “Bring that big hard cock over her and stick it in me.” She used one hand to reach in and finger herself as she waited impatiently for me.

My dick pulsed and bobbed as I moved toward her, moments away from fulfilling my lustful dreams of the past weekend. I could see the dark opening of her love tunnel centered in her pinkness and beckoning to me as I stood in front of her. Leaning forward I extended my left arm to the bed to support myself and guided my dick towards her wet opening with my right hand.

“Yesss,” she hissed, “this is what I want.” She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me tight against her.

The tip of my cock slid between her pink folds as if remembered the way and I felt my glans nestle at the entrance of her fuck hole. Jenny had wrapped her legs around my waist and was hunching her hips as she felt my cock slide past her outer labia.

“Now, Steve, now. Stick that dick up my slutty pregnant pussy. Fuck me.”

I didn’t need any further urging as I slowly slid myself inside and penetrated her. “Oh, God, Jenny,” I almost whimpered, “oh fuck yeah.”

It had been so long since I’d had any kind of sex that I just rested with my happy cock imbedded deep in her for a couple of seconds, relishing the sensation of having my cock surrounded by a wet, warm pussy. Even though she was pregnant and I knew that asshole Brian was the father and they had fucked often, her pussy still felt snug as it gripped at my shaft.

“Ohh,” she moaned as she humped at me. “Ohh ... Ohh, God ... Oh Steve ... Fuck me, baby. Fuck me with your beautiful cock. It feels so good having you inside of me.”

I moved in and out of her, slowly fucking her and feeling her pussy respond to my cock. Sometimes I would pull back until I was almost all the way out, then push myself forward, plunging into her again.

I looked down between my arms as we gyrated together, reveling in the feeling of her sopping wetness and the slick coating it was leaving on my shaft.

I was careful not to go too fast or too deep as I didn’t want to hurt her or the baby. But I guess I was being too cautious.

“What’s the matter Steve, honey?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean I know how you fuck, baby ... I remember how good you could fuck me. So, why aren’t you?” she asked looking into my eyes.

“I-I didn’t want to hurt the baby ... or you,” I said.

Jenny smiled and tried to stifle a giggle. “Steve, honey, I love your cock and you have a wonderful tool there, but the baby is way inside me safe. You couldn’t hit it no matter how hard you fucked me. Besides he’s inside my womb and you’d have to get past my cervix. That’s like the babie’s bedroom door and it won’t let you in. So you won’t hurt the baby,” she explained.

“Really?”

“Mmm hmm ... now fuck me like you mean it, baby!”

I had been moving in and out of her, pushing deep enough into her that our hips met and like she said I hadn’t bumped into anything unusual so what she said made sense. I began increasing the speed and forcefulness of my thrusts and soon I was fucking her like we used to go at it. The way she always liked it – hard, fast, and deep!

Jenny quickly responded, timing her humping to my thrusts, and we soon our old rhythm back.

“Oh yeah ... Ungh ... Ungh,” she cried. “Yes, baby, that’s it. More ... I want more cock.”

“Fuck my cock, ride my meat you horny little pregnant slut!” I said. I scooped her legs up and put her feet over my shoulders, wrapping my arm around her legs to hold her close as I pounded into her.

“That’s right, Steve, I am a horny little slut. I’m pregnant and I still want more cock! Fuck me ... just fuck me! Shove that hard fat cock up my pregnant pussy, baby! I want your cock! I want it all!” she cried.

We were fucking now with wild abandon ... each wanting, demanding, more of the others’ sex. Jenny’s pussy was sopping wet now and it felt as if I was fucking a wet sponge. My cock slid in and out of her wet fuck hole making wet squishing sounds whenever we would come together. Her head was lolling from side to side and she had begun to squeeze her tits, pinching and pulling at her nipples like she wanted to rip them off her tits. She was moaning and crying and whimpering in an obvious lust-addled state.

I was faring only slightly better. My entire focus, what there was left of it, was in the repetitious, almost mechanical plunging in and out of Jenny’s drooling pussy. My mind was gone as far as rational thought – I was an animal, subject only to the basic need to reproduce, to fuck. My whole being was driven to that end.

If I could have I would have fucked her forever, but I felt myself getting ready to explode in an orgasm and pushed her legs more towards her. I wanted us to be as closely meshed as we could get and my cock deep up inside her when I shot off so that I could release my load as far up into her baby filled womb as possible.

“I’m gonna cum, Jenny. I’m gonna cum, honey.”

“Me too, baby,” she panted. “Fuck me hard! Stuff your beautiful cock into my pussy! I want you to cum so deep in me!”

I reached my hands out and she took them. We held hands as we both burst.

“Aaiiieee,” she screamed and squeezed my hands tightly as I pounded into her one final time and she lost herself in her orgasm.

I shouted “Oh Fuucckkk!” as I felt my balls constrict and the cum blast out of my cock. My orgasm was so powerful I felt my knees go weak and I had to brace myself against the mattress as my cum shot from my cock.

I have no idea how many loads I blasted into her, but each one seemed to intensify our orgasms. Jenny shuddered through her climax, her pussy holding my shaft tight in a near stranglehold as her muscles rippled and milked me.

She released her own flood that mixed with my own in her convulsing pussy, then our mixed fluids leaked from around my cock to run down the crack of her ass onto the mattress.

Our mutual orgasm probably didn’t last more than a minute, to be honest, but it was the most intense minute of my entire life. We held hands while we rode our pleasure wave, and continued as the thrills passed through our bodies before slowly subsiding.

Once we had regained our senses and our breathing had returned to something approaching normal again. I helped Jenny stand. I picked up her sweatpants and cami top and gave them to her.

“If you want to take a shower and clean up, there are fresh towels in the bathroom,” I said.

“Yes, thank you, Steve.” She went in and while she was taking a shower in the main bathroom, I took one in the 3/4 bath next to the bedroom.

After I was done and dressed, I went into the dining room to wait for Jenny. I figured that she would take a little longer than I did to finish ... I remembered several occasions when she made me wait while she got ready to go out. She always wanted to look “perfect” and was meticulous about her makeup and clothes. So it wasn’t unusual for me to finish before her and be waiting in the living room for her. While I waited I made us both a cup of coffee.

What was unusual happened once she came into the dining room.

I was sitting at the table when she came in. She walked over to me and pulled a chair around right in front of me and sat down.

“Steve honey, I need to say something and I want you to wait until I’m finished before you respond, okay?” she said.

“Uh ... okay,” I said wondering what this was about. I started getting a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. I had seen this movie before.