“I want you to cum your seed into me. I want it inside me,” she said in a filthy voice as she started up the motions once more, “swimming around inside me.” She was back to her horny seductive voice, talking like she meant business. “Breed me. Breed my little pussy. Make me a Mummy again. Your little Mummy. I want Daddy no1 to make Mummy pregnant.” They were still face to face as she squirmed upon his cock, working it slowly and drawing as much pleasure from this highly charged moment that was possible. “Everyone is gonna know that you fucked me. They’re gonna see my belly and know that you had your way with me and you fucked your hot gorgeous cum into me and that I’m just a whore for you.” Morgan was surprised. He’d presumed that the moment would take on a more sacred feel and that any sordidness would be washed away. But Lisa seemed only to be spurred on by the reality of the consequences. She had never spoken dirtier to him.
She stayed parallel to him, their bodies pressed together and their lips sporadically meeting as she spoke, her body starting to rock back and forth on the tip of his cock. When she’d been upright upon him the feeling had been of being deep within her womb. Now the mouth of her vagina held the tip of his painfully hard cock perfectly, the warm flesh of her insides causing every nerve in his cock to explode with pleasure; pleasure which reached out into his brain and controlled his entire self. She picked up the pace a little and started to bounce her perfect ass into the air to work a perfect action on his cock, still mostly working the tip but occasionally giving into a stroke of his entire length. He groaned loudly and she grinned triumphantly at the way she could control his pleasure. She’d let go of his wrists now and was intermittently propping herself up on his shoulders and lying against him.
Morgan was beyond euphoria. Her gorgeous nipples stroked against his chest, her dirty grin directly in his face as she bopped upon him. Their combined body heat was risen now that they were pressed against one another. Lisa licked the sweat from her top lip and ran the occasional hand through her hair which was ragged with excitement. Her body was slick with sweat and she was breathless with the strength of their combined sexual energy. Regardless, there was still enough air in her lungs to make words.
“You’re my Daddy and I’m your whore!” she declared loudly through the grin with a full stroke of his cock. Morgan groaned loudly through his teeth as if he’d been punched in the stomach. “Gimme your cum, Daddy. Whores are good for nothing but cum.”
Now she was properly fucking him; her bulbous ass rising and descending quickly on the full length of his cock bringing him closer to his ejaculation.
“And you. What do you think I keep you around for? Hmm? Your sole purpose here is to make my dinner and cum in me. Can you do that? Can you cum in my little pussy? You’re no fucking use to me unless you can fuck my pussy ’til I’m pregnant.” She slapped his face suddenly to accentuate the point and felt his body tense up in response. “I love it when you fuck my ass but I need you to make me pregnant!” His eyes took on a look of aggressive determination that told her she’d crossed a point of no return. Which made her happy.
Morgan felt that one decisive stroke of her pussy which set his body on course to completion. The moment slowed and intensified and he felt every inch of her body which pressed against him and worked his cock to ecstasy. He was struck with the image of her when they first met properly. He saw Jeanie’s frisbee which landed at his feet bringing them both into his life; Jeanie running towards him in her unbalanced toddler way. “Throw!” she’d shouted gleefully. Then Lisa, stood before him with a friendly smile as Jeanie returned again and again with the frisbee, her now ex husband in the background, uninterested.
In the here and now, Lisa’s tongue worked it’s way into his mouth in between shallow, pained breaths and he was once again in awe at the contrast between the woman whom he’d met that day and the one who fucked the joy into him as he lived and breathed and begged to be inseminated.
He held her body firmly with an almost violent grasp and kissed back heavily into her mouth. Lisa was filled with the same triumphant pleasure she felt when she scored in netball at school; all just to know she had brought him to orgasm.
“Oh fuck, Lis….”
“Yeah?…” she responded with a nod, her eyes wide. He nodded back, his eyes now squeezed shut and a large intake of breath. “Come on! I want it in my pussy! In my pussy! Breed me…” She felt his cock go harder than ever before as his body started to convulse and his upper torso shot upwards and forwards only to collapse backwards immediately, his groin thrusted upwards into her and his back arched. She let out a satisfied and happy moan as she felt his semen splatter against her cervix. She shot upright and made the sexiest show possible of milking him for the full orgasm; bouncing her body in full view for his pleasure as he held her by the hips and ass; pulled her back and forth and up and down as he growled his orgasm through a red face of tension and pleasure. His body convulsed and every muscle and nerve within his being combined to throw every ounce of cum out of him, through his cock and into her welcoming pussy.
Lisa was pleased. Very pleased. She smiled as she continued to gyrate on top of him. He’d become super sensitive now and normally she would toy with the tip of his cock a little, but there were other things to consider. Somehow she managed to manoeuvre herself to the side and on her back with him still inside her. She lifted her legs a little to make sure he was as deep as he could be.
“Stay there. I want every drop.”
Morgan was breathless and happy to oblige. He collapsed against her and wriggled slightly as if to empty himself and wallow in her used wetness. Lisa held him lovingly and kissed his lips; gently at first but moving up to wet tongue kisses which were more sedate now given that the intensity had peaked. Eventually his cock went limp and he fell to her side, nestling in against her chest. She stroked his hair and called him baby until he fell asleep.
Morgan woke suddenly some hours later. The room was dark and he questioned where he was at first. Lisa. Where was Lisa? Was he dreaming? Was Lisa a dream? He reached out and felt the full space of their super kingsize. This, coupled with her smell on the sheets, assured him that reality was still reality. His eyes focused and he could see light in the hallway which experience told him was coming from the bathroom. He switched on a bedside lamp and sat on the edge of the bed surveying their discarded clothes. Her smell was intoxicating and brought back the memory of their fucking a few hours ago.
“I love it when you fuck my ass but I need you to make me pregnant!”
He made his way through the dark to the bathroom. Pushing the door open he found his angelic wife standing before the large mirror above the sink lit only by the built in light. She was still naked and still wearing the Jimmy Choos and the ankle bracelet. She seemed to be assessing her body, focusing mostly on her belly. Morgan walked up behind her and put his arms around her from behind and they made eye contact in the mirror.