by Freya Kane
My eyes rolled back in my head as I came so hard I feel dizzy. My pussy pulsed around him and I felt the moment of his release as the hot jets of his come splashed inside me.
Our breathing was loud and harsh in the silent fitting room. Mr. Danner pulled out of me, leaving a sticky mess on my inner thighs.
“Buy that one,” he ordered, his voice sounding rough as he tucked his cock back into his pants and walked out.
***
All the endless loads of come Mr. Danner had been pouring into my bare pussy had worked. I was pregnant.
I didn’t let that change my behavior thought. I still ignored his rules, spending money and skipping responsibilities until the inevitable punishment. Sometimes I’d end up aroused for hours on end, begging for Mr. Danner to let me come, but more often than not, I just ended up getting fucked every which way. Mr. Danner liked watching me come too much to deny me for long.
And as my belly grew, he liked it even more.
“Maybe this will finally make you behave,” he spat, his hands cupping my enormous belly as he impaled me on his cock. “Still so spoiled, even after all this time. I thought getting you pregnant would change you, but you’re still as much of a brat as ever.”
I was too big to really bounce on Mr. Danner’s cock the way I wanted to, so I rocked, my clit rubbing against his pubic bone. I shivered, and Mr. Danner pushed me back. “None of that yet. You haven’t earned it.”
I giggled, knowing just how to please my boss like this. I leaned forward, bringing one of my ample breasts to his mouth. I’d had a nice rack before I got pregnant, but once my belly started growing my breasts got fantastic. And now they held the only thing Mr. Danner liked eating more than my pussy.
He wrapped his lips around my nipple and starting sucking. My pussy clenched around his cock as I felt the still strange sensation of his sucking the milk from my aching breast.
Mr. Danner paused and let my nipple drop from his mouth. “Keep doing that,” he demanded, rocking his hips upward. “Keep squeezing my cock with that sweet pussy.” He took my nipple back into his mouth and continued to suck.
I tightened my body around him, my inner walls fluttering around the huge organ that speared me. Every draw Mr. Danner took on my breast had my pussy squeezing him in pleasure as he rocked against me, not even really thrusting just this wonderful, deep feeling of being filled while my milk filled him.
Mr. Danner switched breasts, sucking my other nipple into his mouth and repeating the process of draining me.
Inside me, I squeezed Mr. Danner’s cock, my pussy muscles tightening around him with every suck on my breast. Mr. Danner lifted his head, a few drops of my milk still clinging to his lip. He licked them away as I watched.
“I’m going to fuck you,” he said, his hands going to my hips. “Hard.”
Mr. Danner’s strong forearms held me still while he thrust upwards, his cock jackhammering into my pussy. I keep squeezing him, tightening my body around him with every thrust until I heard him moan, “Fuck yes” in my ear and fill my hungry pussy with his come.
My own orgasm caught me by surprise. I’d been fighting against coming, but between Mr. Danner’s tongue on my nipples, his cock in me, and the endless squeezing of my channel around him, it was all too much and I was rocketing into bliss around him.
When Mr. Danner came back to himself he opened his eyes to look at me. “Well now, Casey, you certainly didn’t listen to me, did you?” His hand moved over my pregnant belly, and I could tell he was already imagining my punishment.
I couldn’t wait!
“I guess a spoiled brat never changes!”