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 "For the Baby"
   MF cons preg lac mast pett oral inc-implied
   Disclaimer: This story is just that, a story, and is meant to be taken
as nothing other than that.  It contains implications of incestuous sex
involving an infant, and if such subject matter offends you, please don't
read it.  The author DOES NOT condone any such activities in real life or
fake life - it is meant to be taken only as fantasy.
   "Lindsay," I called.  "Dinner's ready!" Hearing no response, I ascended
the stairs, moving to the bedroom at the end of the hall.  The door was
open a crack, and from inside I heard muffled moans.
   Confused, I pushed the door open with a finger.  "Lindsay?"
   My eyes widened as I found my pregnant wife on the bed, naked and
moaning.  One hand twisted her large, glistening nipples, while the other
seemed to flail against her pussy.  Her fingers rubbed furiously against
her clit, parting her pink and swollen lips and plunging into her vagina.
   Her eyes dripped lust.  "Peter," she sighed.  "I need you.  Right now."
She pulled at one of her breasts, little droplets of milk glistening on her
teat.  "Please baby," she begged.  "Fuck me."
   I stood frozen, surprised by the spectacle of my wife masturbating. 
When I made no move to join, she spread her legs wide and pushed apart her
swollen pussy lips, revealing her tight pink canal.  "Please," she moaned
again.  "I haven't had that cock in too long.  I need it."
   Lying naked and primed, my wife looked gorgeous.  Despite seven months
of pregnancy, her figure was still trim, her thighs smooth, her ass round
and tight.  Her breasts, once B-cups, had now swollen to D's.  Her long
blonde hair hung messily around her shoulders.
   Lindsay was a sight to behold, and by all rights I should have already
buried myself in her cunt.  Yet still I stood in the doorway, silent and
nervous.  Since she'd truly begun to show, I'd found myself having a hard
time getting excited by her.  I loved her, of course, but every time we
intertwined, I couldn't forget that she was carrying our unborn child, or
that my cock was mere inches from its face.
   "Come on, honey," I murmured.  "Dinner's waiting."
   Lindsay scowled at me.  "It can wait a bit longer," she told me.  "I
need a cock right now."
   When I didn't move from the doorway, Lindsay slid off the bed, marching
over to me.  She grabbed my arm pulled me, forcing me to sit on the
mattress.
   "Listen," she commanded, her voice terse.  "I'm tired of you blowing me
off.  You used to love fucking me; now you hardly look at me." I saw her
eyes begin to shine with tears.  "I know it can be hard to get past me
being pregnant and all, but I want - I need your love, Peter.  Now more
than ever." She got on her knees before me.  "Please do this for me."
   I rubbed my eyes in frustration.  "I'm sorry, love," I said.  "I just
can't stop thinking about the baby inside of you.  It's hard to get it out
of my mind when we're fucking."
   Lindsay looked up at me, her large gray eyes sparkling.  "Don't stop
thinking of the baby then.  Just let it happen, and trust me."
   Before I could even begin to process her words, Lindsay pulled down my
pants and stuffed my half-hard cock into her mouth.  She sucked me into
her, her tongue swirling around my flesh.  One hand worked the base of my
shaft, bringing my cock to full mast, while the other tugged at her
nipples.
   My hands played with Lindsay's hair as she began to move up and down,
taking my entire penis in her mouth, sucking and gagging.  She let me fuck
her mouth, moaning and coughing as I rammed my cock into the back of her
throat.
   The aggressive way with which Lindsay was throwing herself at me awoke
my lust for her.  I stuffed my cock down her throat, forcing her to choke
on it, while my hands pawed at her swollen breasts.  My balls tightened,
and I could feel a long-ignored orgasm beginning to build.
   Lindsay must've noticed too, as she pushed herself off my member.  Her
chest heaving, she shoved me onto the bed and climbed atop my prone form. I
felt the soaked velvet flesh of her pussy against my cock.
   Shutting her eyes and biting her lip, Lindsay pushed her body down,
instantly filling her body with my cock.  Her warm vagina squeezed my
member, taking me up to the hilt.  Lindsay groaned, relishing the moment of
penetration, then commenced fucking me.  Her hands clamped on my wrists,
holding me in position as she rode me.  My penis slid deep into her cunt
and she drove her pelvis down.  I could feel my legs becoming soaked in her
feminine juices.
   As soon as I entered her, worries for our coming child materialized in
my mind.  I remembered the words of my wife, and so I let my thoughts go
where they would, while my body melded with hers.
   Lindsay's blonde locks bounced as she slammed her body against me again
and again.  Her large breasts swayed and jiggled, her baby bump resting
gently against my stomach while the rest of her body raged in lust.  Each
movement brought me deeper inside of her, until I could feel her cervix
pressing against the head of my cock.  I closed my eyes and enjoyed each
push of her body against mine, letting my penis slip deeper into her folds,
the same way it had the night we conceived our child.
   Every nerve in my groin seemed alight as Lindsay's sex connected with
mine.  She moaned and sighed, her eyes shut tight, her teeth gritted in
ecstasy.  I glanced at her swollen belly and imagined our baby inside of
her, sharing in our joy and lust in some primeval way.  I thought of my
moment of climax, my seed slipping into my wife's womb, mingling with our
unborn, and I was surprised to find the thought exciting me.
   Lindsay groaned with each penetration, my cock sliding deeper and deeper
into her.  She fucked me with fury, her hands still restraining me as she
arched her back, her body becoming rigid with the first wave of her orgasm.
She yelped in pleasure, her eyes pinched shut, her hips pressing my entire
length deep into her pussy.
   My wife's body vibrated as she came down from her orgasm, yet she
continued her thrusts, slow and calm now, but no less enticing.  As she
slid her pussy along my shaft, she leaned forward a little, her eyes
locking with mine.
   "Are you thinking of the baby, Peter?" she asked.  I nodded, relishing
her gentle movements.
   "Good," she cooed.  She released my hands, taking one and putting it on
her belly.  She held it there, both of us massaging her abdomen as we
fucked.  I felt the silky curve of her skin, the chalice holding our child.
I moaned and added my other hand, slowly rubbing her stomach, occasionally
reaching up to pinch her nipple.
   Lindsay smiled and began riding me hard, her pink pussy lips squeezing
and massaging my penis.  Her hips ground me deeper into her body.  "Cum for
me," she told me.  "Cum for our baby." Her ass bounced against my legs as
she let me fill her.  "I want you to cum deep inside this pussy, to spray
your hot semen into my womb, all over our unborn baby."
   Encouraged by her words, I began thrusting back at her, shoving my
manhood into her cunt.  Together we fell into a frenzy of movement, our
bodies slamming against one another in sexual abandon.  "Cum for me,
Peter!" Lindsay exclaimed.
   "Cum all over our baby!" I was shocked to find each reference to our
child pushing me further and further in passion, yet I could no longer
ignore my lust for my wife or our child.  Together, we held her stomach,
our bodies and hearts seamlessly connected in our pleasure, not one, not
two, but three.
   "Come on our child, Peter!" Lindsay implored me, and with a powerful
groan, I released my seed.  My whole body clenched with every spurt, my cum
spraying deep into her womb.  I imagined it covering our child, landing on
its closed eyes, its little lips, its tiny cock or pussy.  As my final load
left me, I felt Lindsay shaking on top of me, her whole frame rigid as she
reached orgasm again.
   Lindsay slid off of my cock, slowly turning and lying next to me.  Our
breathing heavy, she grabbed one of my hands, leading it to rest on her
baby bump.  She leaned in and kissed me, her tongue locking with mine in a
passionate caress.  "I love this," she told me as our lips parted.  "And
I'm sure our baby does, too."
   "I love it too," I told her.  I kissed her lips.  "I've never wanted to
cum so badly."
   Lindsay's cheeks raised in a lascivious grin.  "What're you gonna do
when the baby is born?" she asked.
   My smile matched hers.  "I guess I'll be cumming twice as often." I
cupped my wife's head in my hands and began kissing her, our lips
connecting in love and lust for the future of our family.
   THE END 
  
For the Baby - MF cons preg lac mast pett oral inc-implied