Have My Baby: Baby and Pregnancy Romance Collection

by Jamie Knight

  “Yes, sir.”

  He released his hold on me with one hand, reaching down and slowly undoing his pants, before unzipping his fly. I actually gasped when his rock-hard cock sprang out. It was bigger and harder than I could have ever imagined.

  My hand shaking with excitement, I wrapped it around his thick, warm cock, feeling it gently throb. I thought it might be scary, but it really wasn’t. If anything, it was comforting. Particularly when I lowered my head into his lap and slipped his magnificent member into my mouth. I felt wonderfully connected to him, feeling his heartbeat so intimately.

  I only took the head into my mouth at first, wanting to take my time with it. There was only one chance at a first time, and I wanted it to be special. Like my first time having my pussy licked had just been.

  I started to suck gently, gradually working further down a little at a time. When I was low enough, roughly a third of the way down his full length, Simon took hold of my ponytail and started to wrap it around his hand, eventually laying his palm flat against the top of my head.

  Comfortably under his control, knowing he wouldn’t let me do anything silly that might hurt me, I started to bob as I sucked his cock as well as I could, eventually thinking to cup his balls as well. He let out a deep moan of pleasure and reached back with his free hand, playing with my pussy as I sucked.

  “Fuck yeah, Skye,” he said. “That’s it. Good girl. Suck my cock just like that. Take it all down your mouth and let me fill it up.”

  What he was doing to my pussy as he said this felt so good. I could only hope my muffled hums though his cock made the blowjob I was giving him feel even better.

  The way he was fingering me, I was going to be cumming again soon, and I wanted us to orgasm at the same time. It was a notion that really appealed to me, as if it would make us closer.

  I could tell he was getting ready to cum. There was a sudden tightness that I knew instinctively meant I should get ready. His shaft started to throb and pulse in my mouth and the head of his cock jumped up a bit.

  Plus, he groaned out my name in a really sexy tone of voice.

  “Mmm, Skye. Yes. Right there. Good.”

  I was pleased to find that I could pleasure him so well, and also that I was pretty close to orgasm again myself. Simon seemed to know this and slipped two fingers inside my pussy and finger fucked me until I burst with joy.

  In that same instant, Simon blessed me with his sweet, and fucking massive, load of cum that shot out of his cock and straight down my throat.

  I struggled to swallow it all and did pretty well, only a bit of it getting on my face, mostly my cheeks and chin. I looked up to see that even more of it was spurting out, so I hurried to take his cock back into my mouth.

  “Fuck yeah. Take it all. Take my cum, Skye. Swallow it.”

  I made sure to get as much of it as I could, but there was so much of it that it was a hard task. The thought occurred to me that with a supply like that, if we ever ended up wanting kids, it wouldn’t be difficult at all. I’d probably end up pregnant with twins right away!

  Finally he finished. Simon released my head and I came up for air, starting to wipe his cum from my face with my hand, but he stopped me.

  “Leave it,” he said, “I love how my cum looks on your face.”

  I couldn’t help but smile. I loved how he wanted to claim me as his own and mark me as his. I wanted to keep going.

  “Will you fuck me, sir?”

  His expression was unreadable, at least to me. He didn’t look angry, but he also didn’t immediately say yes. It seemed as though he was thinking it over. He reached down and touched my still very sensitive pussy, making me moan.

  “Not yet,” he said, as if suddenly deciding. “I still want to break you in a bit more.”

  “Yes, sir,” I said, trying to hide my disappointment, though I had liked how he had mentioned breaking me in.

  It meant he was going to be patient and teach me more.

  And I knew it would be worth the wait.

  I had a feeling it was going to be a bit frustrating, partly because I wanted him to fuck me right then and there, but I knew deep down it was for the best. He was being responsible, making sure I was ready before we went too far, and I loved him for it.

  “Whenever you want, you can have my virginity,” I offered.

  “Good,” he said. “Because that’s what I plan to take. Have you had any experience at all?”

  “No,” I told him, and he looked glad to hear it. “My parents were very strict.”

  “Have you read or watched anything? Any porn or erotica?”

  “I’ve read some. A lot, actually. That was one thing my folks never really limited. I’ve read all of De Sade and a lot of D.H. Lawrence and Anais Nin.”

  “None of them are bad places to start,” he agreed.

  He put his hand on my pussy and massaged my clit lightly, making me moan with pleasure.

  “I just want to touch you and make you feel good,” he said. “Then we’ll see what happens as we go from there.”

  “Yes, sir,” I said, blushing slightly and figuring that I wasn’t going to argue with such a great offer.

  “Good and I must say, you did very well for your first time. It’s going to be amazing to be in your tight little pussy instead of just your mouth. But we must have patience.”

  “Yes, sir,” I told him.

  “But I’ll lick your pussy again if you want.”

  “Yes, sir. Please.” I surprised myself by how much I wanted it. I was dripping wet and he could see my juices running out from between my lips. “Please lick my pussy again.”

  “Lay back and let me have all of it.”

  I obeyed him, giving him my wrist as I lay back, opening my legs for him. He restrained me as he had before, careful not to squeeze too tight. I relished the surrender. I loved giving my body over to him entirely as he gently sucked my nipples and bit them slightly, getting me ready.

  After almost bringing me to orgasm just from what he was doing to my breasts again, Simon started down, kissing every inch of my tummy on the way, making sure I was good and ready, when he finally arrived between my quivering thighs.

  He started out soft, smothering my pussy with warm kisses. Getting me good and warmed up, he started in with the first lick. Caressing my sensitive lips with his skilled tongue, Simon worked me up to a good moan, pleasure running through me like a rushing river.

  Going back to soft, warm, wet kisses, he gave me a moment to catch my breath. When I was ready again, and not a second before, he started in hard, lapping at my pussy like it was raspberry flavored, soon adding in first one finger, then two, to work my hole as he focused all the tongue action on my clit.

  In the midst of the throes of passionate pleasure, it occurred to me that what he was doing was what making love felt like. Not fucking, not nutting, not getting off. Actually pleasuring someone because you wanted them to be happy.

  It was certainly how I had felt when sucking Simon’s cock. His moans and quivers of pleasure making me feel really good. It was honestly a delight to be able to bring him so much pleasure and joy.

  It seemed he felt just as good about licking me to the very gates of ecstasy, sucking my clit so hard and wonderfully that my toes curled, and I couldn’t actually see anything. My vision became like a pure white burst behind my eyes.

  “Oh, Simon, I’m cumming,” I told him, as wetness poured out of me and into his mouth. “You make me cum so much, oh my God.”

  “Mmmm,” he groaned, lapping up every little bit of my juices while I finally came down from the high.

  “Wow,” I said, slightly sitting up.

  “I fucking love eating your pussy,” he told me. “It’s so hot.”

  Keeping a hand on my still tingling pussy, my sexy lover pulled me to him again, enveloping me with his other arm and smothering me with kisses as I shook. All my nerves finally returned to their default setting.
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br />   I felt something warm around me and soon realized he’d taken the blanket from off the back of the couch and wrapped it around me. I’ve never felt more cozy in my life. Nor had I felt more at home.

  I didn’t remember going to sleep but when I opened my eyes again, it was light out and Simon was gone.

  But he had left me a note that said:

  Your Secret Santa had fun bringing you Christmas joy, and looks forward to seeing you again at the office and your house.

  I smiled, already looking forward to more of the same— and then some— myself.

  Chapter Fifteen - Simon

  I had few regrets, in life as well as in love, and what had happened with Skye was no exception. In fact, I felt even better than usual. I was a euphoric high like nothing I had ever experienced before.

  I couldn’t really believe how good she had felt while cuddled against me. There was a new level of intimacy with her that I’d never really experienced with anyone else before. A kind of cosmic synergy I couldn’t define if my life depended on it, but I felt it just the same.

  Any great poet would have had difficulty fully capturing it in words. I knew I wanted to be with her. As much as I knew anything. I couldn’t even imagine wanting another woman after I’d met her.

  I’d never really believed in the whole soulmate or one true pairing thing. Much more grounded in perspective, I was generally of the opinion that there was no accounting for human nature and that people were going to do what they were going to do, and that most of it would be surprising.

  I supposed the connection between us was quite surprising, although it felt cosmically pre-ordained. There was the matter of her inexperience, but that didn’t mean we couldn’t still have fun on the way to getting her to the level of confidence I wanted her to be at with me before I would take her virginity.

  Then there was, of course, the proscription against office romances, particularly between head editors and underlings, but I’d never paid attention to the company rules before and had no plans to start. We would just have to be careful.

  Returning home not long after slipping out of Skye’s place, setting the door to lock itself after I vacated, I got out a sheet of my favorite high-fiber paper and a fountain pen, and began outlining plan of action, as well as a to-try list.

  I would clear every item with her first of course but it was in my nature to plan. Even as a writer, I was much more of a planner than a pantser. Or an architect as opposed to a gardener, as according to a grossly overrated High Fantasy author.

  Either way, the terms were used to describe those who liked to plan things out before they started, and others who preferred the metaphorical version of jumping out of an airplane and trying to knit a parachute before they hit the ground. I needed every chapter roughed out before I even thought about a first draft.

  To keep things with Skye as they should be, I thought it would help to sketch out a rough idea of what we were going for. I knew she wanted me to deflower her. It was what I wanted too, but there was so much more. Things I’d done before that I thought she would like and things I’d never had a chance to try that I thought she might be into.

  The more I wrote, the more aroused I got, unable to keep from imagining her in various compromising and highly erotic situations and positions. Before long, my cock was hard and throbbing in my fancy suit pants. Skye wasn’t around to help me out, so I would have to take matters in my own hands.

  Getting some lube that I kept in my desk at home, I squeezed a bit out into the middle of my shaft and spread it around with my hand, stroking up and down the length of my cock with the flats of my fingers. Taking a light hold on the last pass, I let the images come, trying to stop each one to look at it as they occurred to me like a mental slide show. Finally, I stopped on one and let it play.

  We were in the specially built playroom in our new house, Skye sitting on a wooden bench, hands flat on her thighs as she waited for me. I approached her from behind, her long ponytail the first thing I saw.

  I decided to make my introduction, pulling back on it like a bell rope, until her head was tilted back enough so that I could lean down and give her a tender kiss.

  Taking her by the shoulders, I stood her up, took her hand and led her over to one of the restraint tables, feeling her quiver with excitement as we went. With all grace and class, my little darling got herself up onto the table, lying face down on top of it and putting her arms out onto the crossbar.

  The table looked like a leather padded, horizontal cross, rounded at the edges. With Skye’s full cooperation, I did up the restraints. First around her wrists, then around her ankles.

  With the final strap secure, I couldn’t stand it anymore and just had to touch her. Caressing my way up her bare legs, I took a gentle hold of her squeezable ass.

  “This okay, pet?” I asked.

  “Yes, master.”

  I rewarded her with a good firm squeeze, making her gasp and moan. I’d helped her get past her hang ups about her ass and she started to love it. Especially when I squeezed it.

  I followed up the squeeze with a gentle spank, making her yelp, but more so out of surprise than out of pain. Massaging down between her thighs with my free hand, I played with her pussy as I continued to spank her sweet ass, alternating between hard, harsh ones, and gentle ones meant to feel like either firm pats or light gropes.

  After playing with her clit and bringing her to orgasm, I caressed her ass once again, easing her back down into a resting state as she recovered from her euphoric high.

  When she was settled again, I readjusted her on the chair, so her knees were bent, her head down and her ass and pussy were up in the air. It took some manoeuvring, but I finally got into a good position.

  I devoured her sweet little pussy until she was literally shaking with orgasm, completely unable to move, which seemed to turn her on even more. When she was calm again, I rose to full height, placing a hand on the small of her back, and stroked the head of my cock against her tender pink lips, making her moan.

  When she seemed like she was ready, I slid in to halfway, Skye taking my cock with a moan as long as my thrust was. It was one that stopped at the same time as I paused to give her pussy a chance to adjust.

  Everything set, I took her by the hips and started to move, pumping my massive cock inside her, bringing up moans and goosebumps with each thrust. Her pussy grabbed onto me, so I couldn’t pull out, as though I had any such idea in my head. I had no intention of doing that, of course, until we had both cum at least twice. The first orgasm was coming quickly around the corner, though.

  It was beautiful. Skye raised her head as far as she could with me holding her ponytail, letting out lots of moans as the quivers of orgasm overtook her, all while I was filling her up with a massive load and warming her up from the core.

  Deciding that I wanted to see her eyes, a natural human drive if there ever was one, I undid the straps one by one, keeping her still with a hand on the back of her neck. When she was free, I scooped her up into my arms and turned her over, laying her out on her back.

  Refastening the restraints, I sucked her nipples until they were hard. Standing up like pencil erasers. When she was ready, I applied a pair of padded nipple clamps, relishing her moan as I did so. Kissing her tenderly, I stroked her pussy. Both to take the edge off the pain, and to get her ready for what was going to happen next.

  Skye moaned beautifully, her sweet pussy vibrating against my two fingers, three knuckles deep inside her. After I removed them from her tight little pussy hole, she sucked them clean like a good girl. When she was ready, I took up my position between her open, restrained legs.

  Tenderly using both of my hands to caress the length of her luscious body, I slowly mounted her, bringing us roughly face to face despite the height difference, the head of my cock brushing up against her pussy.

  I was careful not to put stress on the nipple clamps, as when set up right, they didn’t really hur
t unless there was pressure applied. Particularly in the case of a pull, no matter how gentle.

  With all due care, I pushed myself inside her, inch by inch, careful to give her time to adjust. It didn’t take long, Skye being wonderfully adaptable, but some time was needed, and I was more than happy to give it. I was mostly feeling blessed just to be with her.

  I savored it all. Every squeak and moan as I gently fucked her, Skye’s sweet tenderness wrapped tightly around my cock, which was throbbing and pulsing gently inside her like a second heartbeat.

  Gradually, I increased in intensity, going from short, smooth, gentle thrusts to faster, harder pumps, working up to a steady moderate rhythm. It was impressive how much my darling could take, provided she was eased into it.

  Upping the ante even more, I worked up to the point where I was pounding her so hard that the table on which she was restrained started to shake beneath us. It was well constructed so there was no reason to worry, though.

  Skye’s elated screams as I fucked her to an overpowering orgasm were like music to my ears. It struck me, not for the first time, how she was sweet and shy around other people but a sweet little kink kitten with me. She was able to take anything I could give out, not only handling it but relishing it. Her orgasmic expression reminding me of when the Pre-Raphaelites would depict people witnessing the light of the divine.

  The tremble seemed to start from the very core of her, like an internal earthquake, our bodies so close I could feel every shiver and shake as though they were mine. Releasing a torrent of cum deep inside her pussy, I gently eased out, stroking her clit with my fingers as she slowly recovered.

  I had cum in real life, not just in my fantasy. It was good, but being with Skye was better, and I wanted more.

  I just knew I couldn’t have it yet.

  I had to wait and be patient.

  And when I finally took her virginity, it would be mind-blowing.

  Recovering my equilibrium, I reviewed my list, as was my habit.

  It helped bring me back down to earth.

  But I couldn’t find a single revision I wanted to make.