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I put a pillow beneath her ass to keep it in the air while I laid between her spread thighs. I held her pussy open for my tongue, but spent some time admiring the beauty of her plump pink folds. I teased the entrance to her asshole with the fat head of the silicone cock I’d had made as a replica of my fully erect ten inch cock, veins and all.

They’d used a new technology that made the fake cock look and feel more real, so she got maximum pleasure with her freaky ass when I ass fucked her with it while pile driving her deep wet cunt with the real thing.

I lowered my head and sunk my tongue into her wet open gash, taking her essence into my mouth. At the first sign of her pussy juice coating my tongue, I slipped the head of the fake dick past her tight sphincter until she was taking five inches easy. Since it was made exactly to scale, I knew this was about as much as she would be able to take until I widened her asshole a bit, so I got down to eating her pussy like a starving hound.

“Yes, Sam, yes, more, give me more.” She could hardly reach me around her pregnant tummy, as she tried grabbing at my head so her fingers barely grazed my scalp. I gnawed gently on her clit while driving the dildo deeper into her bowels and her pussy overflowed. “Fuck me now Sam don’t make me wait.” I lapped at her pussy teasingly and eased the cock from her ass as punishment for trying to rush me.

“Hold your legs open for me beautiful.” Her hands rushed to do my bidding and her pussy winked at me as she spread her legs as wide as they would go while up in the air. I left the pillow under her ass for better access, and nosed my cock up to her pussy slit.

I watched as the broad head speared her and timed the cock in her ass to my deep stroke. I slid into her pussy going full tilt until my balls slapped against her ass. I pulled the cock from her ass and fed her pussy my whole dick, setting up a rhythm of back and forth until we were both ready to howl at the moon.

“Your pussy’s wet as fuck.” Not that she wasn’t usually dripping whenever I got near her, but pregnancy seems to have busted a pipe or some shit inside her waterworks. I felt her juices tickle my balls and run down onto the dildo I had working in and out of her ass, making it slicker and easier to drive into her.

The sight of her protruding tummy made my cock iron hard and it wasn’t long before I was pounding her pussy the way I had the night I bred her. When you were this attracted to your woman there was only one way to fuck her. Hard, deep and fast. It was rare indeed for me to make slow passionate love to her. I always have the best of intentions when we climb into bed together, but as soon as the pussy comes into view I lose all rationality and those good intentions fly out the window.

That’s how she got her ass bred two weeks after we met, and even now, with her belly swollen with my child, I can’t seem to hold onto my resolve to be gentle long enough to make it a reality. There’s no more beautiful sight than watching my meat split her pussy open. No better feeling than the way that warm succulent flesh grabs onto my cock like it belongs there and she’ll never let go.

Bending over her pregnant belly, I sucked her nipple into my mouth and felt my cock spit pre-cum in her. Her breasts were already milky, which only added to the madness. “Fuck, so good, so fuck….” I lost all thought as she worked my cock with her pussy muscles in her effort to drain my balls. She’s a cum junkie, no doubt about it, and had I not seen her virgin blood on my cock and my sheets that first night, I never would’ve believed her innocent. She loves fucking too much.

Everything about her drives me crazy. Her beauty, her manner, her innocence that I had taken when so many others had tried and failed, and most importantly, the way she takes my cock, the way she loves me fucking her, only me. It all made for a very heady cocktail that keeps my lust and my love burning bright.

“You’re cumming on my cock aren’t you little girl?” I held the fake cock still in her ass and fucked her slow and deep while she squealed and her legs shook. “Put them around my neck.” I lowered my head to make it easier for her to get her short legs around my neck. I moved from one tit to the next, draining her milk as her pussy worked overtime to get her quota of cock juice for this round.

She was in one of her moods so I knew she wouldn’t be done with me after this first round. Her greedy ass when she gets like this won’t be satisfied until she’d fucked my cock raw. I damn near broke my back with the hardest cum of my life yet as her tit milk burst forth on my tongue and her pussy clenched around my dick.

“Oh fuck yes.” My cock beat off inside her with thump after thump until she dropped her legs from around my neck and sprawled beneath me. I nuzzled her cheek until I found her mouth and took her tongue in before pushing it out to feed her mine. “You want to clean up or just keep going?” This question was more important than one might think. If she wants her pussy eaten out again I’ll have to give her a bath, if she just wanted another hard fuck all that entails is me putting her on her knees and doing her doggie style.

She was way ahead of me it seems, since she just simply slid out from between my thighs and got into position. “Do me from behind.” She shook her ass at me while grinning over her shoulder, just egging me on to do nasty things to her sweet body.

I smacked her ass playfully and pushed the dildo the rest of the way in her ass before spreading her cheeks for a better look. I gave the end a little twist and sent it whirling just as I slammed into her cunt. She tore at the sheets and pushed her ass back and high, searching for more dick.

“Nnnnnnngggggggg….” I love when she makes that sound. Any minute now she’ll start drooling and babbling in tongues. What more can a man ask for I ask you? “Ay carajo.” See, she’s not even Spanish, but dick makes her multilingual. “Oh fuck Sam what are you doing to me?” No sense answering, it was a rhetorical question, I’m damn sure she knows exactly what I’m doing to her pussy.

With the dildo on full blast in her ass I let her pussy have it. Now I never need a reason to put the dick on her, but every once in a while she seems to need reminding of her worth, of what she means to me. I guess it’s understandable considering the circumstances of our nuptials. We had what you might call an unorthodox beginning. Then again by today’s standards maybe not.

Nessa is one of those goody two shoes types who was saving herself for marriage. I guess she was able to hold onto her cherry until her twenty-fifth birthday because of the way she hid her attributes. Long sleeves and baggy skirts that slapped around her ankles were not the most appetizing things, not to mention the ugly ass glasses she used to hide behind.

I met her for the first time six and a half months ago when I walked into the bakery where she worked. It was my mother’s birthday and I was looking for a last minute cake because the one my sister had ordered wasn’t up to snuff. I barely paid any mind to the frumpy girl behind the counter as I perused the offerings.

When she spoke it was barely above a whisper and like I said, she was extremely nondescript. I know it’s not politically correct and I’d be hounded out of a women’s rights meeting, but I never give a female a second look unless I find something appealing in her. Let’s just say in her usual get-up there was nothing appealing about my wife at first glance.

The next day when I went in to check on the cake there was no change, not at first anyway. That came when she took her glasses off to answer the phone. I was first captivated and then mesmerized by the clear turquoise color of her eyes, and what they did for her face when not hidden behind those hideous spectacles. “Are you wearing contacts?” She shook her head shyly as she hung up the phone and came back to me, glasses back in place.

“No, I should but I never tried them. I’ve always worn glasses.” She babbled nervously, cute. There was still no overcoming those butt ugly rags she called clothes, but I had to admit the unusual color of her eyes made me want to see more. For some reason I got it into my head that no one with eyes that beautiful could be anything but a ten.

I couldn’t see shit under her clothes, and as I left it was that that gave me the first idea. I knew the catering company my sister had hired for the gala event that was mom’s birthday every year. I knew that they wore a uniform of black skirt and white button down with a little bow tie and flats. It was easy enough to talk my sister into having the cake delivered and having the company stay behind to do the cutting. Added a bit of class to the whole affair, or so I convinced her, as long as she was in similar uniform.

The hard part was getting the girl I had come to know as Vanessa to agree. I pulled an end run around her and went above her head to her boss, who happened to be her mother. All it took was the show of interest on my part to get her on my side. I never claimed to be the ambassador of moral aptitude. I’m one of those by any means necessary types.

I don’t know what passed between her and her daughter, but the day before the party I got the answer I was hoping for. I had someone drop off the uniform in the size her mom had given me. It was good that I got her on my side, and the fact that she was obviously looking to get her daughter married off worked in my favor.

I didn’t bat a lash when she told me a size eight for the skirt and a medium for the top. But my heart had gone into overdrive. Those ugly ass frocks she favored had to be a sixteen at least. I still don’t know how the fuck she pulled that off. As an aside, she once told me she didn’t want someone to like her for her looks. I had to tell her she’d gone way too far in the opposite direction. But back to our illustrious meeting and coming together.