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holding her belly while he sank his cock into her was so hot. He lived the looks and the conversations as he told people that it wasn’t his, that he was going to be doing the fathering.

now, three months in, I’m starting to wonder if it was a good decision. My tits are still growing bigger everyday, and I can feel the brain fog starting to settle over my thinking. Like, I can still do everything I used to, it’s just way slower and takes so much more effort.

I’ve stopped driving because I couldn’t think about the cars and the accelerator, and the break and the indicators all at the same time.

I’ve gotten so horny, and Ben fucking loves it. Honestly, I can’t go a minute without thinking about his cock: either in my pussy, or pulsing in my mouth. It’s always on my mind.

I feel so thick, and there’s nothing I can do: my body just keeps wanting him. We’ve been fucking without a condom since last month. I know I’m pregnant. he knows too.

I am driving, my cock out, Susan slowly stroking my erection. “Suck on my cock, Susan,” I tell her. “Your mouth on my cock feels so incredible.”

Susan looks at me and smiles. “I love the sensation of your cock in my mouth. Sucking on you turns me on, and makes my pussy wet.” Susan leans over, and I feel the incredible pleasure of her lips, her wet tongue swirling around my shaft as she goes down on me. I put my hand on top of her head, my fingers entwine in her soft hair, enjoying the erotic sensation of her hair entangled in my fingers, and controlling the rhythm of her mouth sliding up and down on my shaft.

I am approaching my orgasm, and I tell her, “Susan, you’re gonna make me cum! Stroke my cock and make me cum!” Susan is leaning over my exposed shaft, both of her hands wrapped around my stiff rod. “Come for me, I want to watch you cum!” she tells me.

My warm cum explodes out of the tip of my cock, running down my shaft and over her hands, and over her wedding ring. Watching her ring on her finger, the band pressed against my throbbing cock, stroking me, bringing me to orgasm, watching my sperm running over her fingers, and over her ring, somehow, adds an extra dimension to my pleasure.

he clicked the button on the app, and then I felt the device shift deeper, slowly vibrating. I breathed slowly, a pillow under my hips. I gasped as a bolt of discomfort shot through me, and then he showed me the screen “Womb-control activated”.

he navigated to a screen labelled “Breasts” and slid a bar to DD and another to “100mls/day”. A warning flashed up “Please note, once a new minimum is set, changes are permanent” he his accept.

immediately, my tits started to ache, my blouse stretching as they swelled. He unbuttoned my shirt and undid my bra, my tits bouncing out.

“Awesome” he said, squeezing them. My nipples thickened and darkened. He kissed them, then sucked on them, and I felt him pulling the milk from me.”

“Fuuuck”.

Oopsie… I was kind of hoping that you wouldn’t hear about that.

Okay, so, don’t get mad or anything sweetie, but, yes. Something definitely did happen. 

So, your Father and Joe, oops. I mean, Coach Mitchell. Well, they had a little superbowl bet going, and it involved me. And, long story short sweetie, your Dad was being a bit of a heel, and so when, short on cash, he bet me; Well, I went along with it. I figured it would serve him right!

And then, as you know, Daddy’s team lost. So, while you were over at your friend’s house watching the game, Coach Mitchell invited a bunch of his best football players over to our house. 

So, before you go hearing anymore rumors, I’m just going to come clean. Yes, there were 10 of them, and they gangbanged your Mommy. Yes, I gave blowjobs, and handjobs, and titfucks, and everything else you can think of. So if someone claims that they did any of that, or fucked your Mom in the ass, or really, anything; They are probably telling the truth. 

But, even though we broke some things, and those boys got very rough with me, I absolutely loved every second of it. So anyone who suggests that I was hurt, or sad, or that they said anything that I didn’t like is just plain not telling the truth!

Now, while we are talking about this, and getting this all out in the open, you Might, not want to come home just yet.You know how bad your Dad can get with “double or nothing”, and just, betting in general. And, currently, all of the same boys who were able to outlast your Father, “a real man”, are back to collect their winnings. Which is most of them. 

Now, because some of them got a ride, their Dad’s are hanging out with your Dad in the living room while they take me back to Mommy and Daddy’s room. So, you can, totally, of course, come home if you want to! But, even if you wait with your Father and the other Dads in the living room, you are most likely going to still hear what is happening. Mommy is what some people call, “a screamer”, and I can get really loud… 

Oh, but don’t come home with any friends!!! I can just see your Father finding something to bet on while you are all listening to me get gangbanged down the hall. And I’m sure the last thing that you want is to add a few more boys to group of guys fucking your Mom!

Or at least, I think that you wouldn’t.

I mean… if you really wanted to bring some friends over. It might actually be fun to see what you can trick your Father into agreeing to. Lol!

Up to you kiddo.

XOXOXO

He hired me to look after his two under two so that he can actually get some work done at home.

He likes to point out that plan didn’t really work because he finds me more of a distraction than the kids. Whenever they’re down for a nap, we’ve been fucking our way around the house. The kitchen was fun, and the backyard felt a bit risky! Today is one of the bathrooms. It’s hot seeing him in the mirror as he enters me from behind. His hands brush my hips, run across my lower belly.