Page 14 of Pregnant By the Joc

“Yes,” she shouts, always so loud with the first lick.Smack.I spank her sticky pussy, one after another, my breathing labored listening to her beg for more.

“Lift your shirt all the way up. I need to see my tits, baby.” Her hands shake while she does as I asked. “Pinch those nipples. Do it hard.” My finger follows my tongue inside of her and she shouts, spreading her legs farther, chanting over and over how good she feels. She won’t get any arguments from me. As it is my cock is bobbing up to my stomach, leaking seed on my abs panting for his flaming hot pussy. “God you’re such a good girl.”Lick. “Look at all this syrup you are giving me.”Lick.“Jesus, it's like being a kid again, overdoing it on my favorite breakfast.”Slurp.“You are going to be the tightest, hottest wife in the league aren’t you, Angel?”Slurp. Smack.

“Yes! Yes Cobi. Please.” She is right at the edge, pleading to be able to come. I grip my cock and hiss at how fucking hard and sensitive it is. Standing, I rub what has already leaked out of me over her slick lips and grunt in satisfaction.

“What the fuck have you done to me?” I ask her, before sliding into her hard but with equal ease so I don’t hurt my son. “Fucking shit, Angel. I can’t see because of this tight snatch.”

“Right there. Just like that.” She attempts to lead me while I move in and out of her warm cave. Every slide of my cock against her walls is pure heaven.

“Play with that little clit so you can suck my lucky shot from me. Squeeze me baby, ah Christ. Take it from me so it can coat your pussy for the rest of the day.” Part of our morning routine is my come spraying her cunt. I need as much of me on her and in her as possible.

Her ring sparkles while she rubs her clit furiously. “Oh babe please. Please come with me.” She begs me and that is enough to send me firing off. I love her whiny, lusty voice. It is what I imagine a sexy angel sounds like enticing the devil.

I bury my head in her neck while we both come, my seed inside of her. I pull out and spray the outside of her pussy before rolling to my back and pulling her on top of me. “Are you awake now?” I tickle her side and kiss the side of her head when she giggles.

“Yeah.” She says snuggling into my side like a kitten.

“Alright. Why don’t you take the bathroom first and I will pick out your clothes.” Nodding she puckers her lips for a kiss. My cock begins to grow yet again knowing I will be sharing her own syrup with her. When her little tongue slides into my mouth and taps mine, I almost roll her over once again. “Damn it, baby. Go.” She giggles and runs into the bathroom.

Walking over to our shared closet, I look at my watch and see it is pretty warm for a January day. Grabbing her red sweater dress and her Timberland boots that lace up her legs, I pull her back tights from the drawer with matching red bra and panties. “Oh babe, I was just going to throw on a hoodie and some sweats.” She says walking out of the bathroom.

“I don’t fucking think so.” I tell her, pulling her into my arms. “You are not going to hide my kid and ownership over you, behind baggy clothes. Everyone needs to see your ripened belly.”

“It’s not like they can miss it.” She grumbles, rubbing her hands over her stomach. Lifting her chin with my finger, I wipe her hair out of her face.

“Are you having regrets, Angel?” She looks shocked at my question and then her eyes soften.

“Regrets about our baby or you? No. I love this baby so much Cobi. I guess I am just worried about how big I am and going to get. What if you’re not attracted to me once I get bigger? Swollen feet and everything else.” Is she serious right now? I see a twinkle of tears in her eyes and realize she is.

Lifting her in my arms, I walk us to the bed and sit down with her in my lap. “Ripley, I did this to you, on purpose. I knew what I was doing. Hell planned it even. Nothing makes me prouder or harder than seeing your body fill out and your curves come in with the pregnancy. If I'm honest, I come on myself every time I think about the pregnancies after this.”

“Just how many kids do you think we are going to have?” she asks, wiping her face and smiling.

“As many as I can get inside of you until it stops happening baby because I am never wearing a condom and you are never going on the pill. We are destined and this destiny has rewards that will never be blocked. Is that alright with you?” I ask kissing her nose then mouth.

“That is more than alright with me. All I want is you and the life we are going to have.”

“Good. Now get dressed. We are running late and have to eat on the go.”

Dressed and waiting on her, I go downstairs and wrap up our breakfast. “Mom, what are you still doing here?” She normally has surgeries from morning to afternoon and then she does rounds and is home usually by three.

“I have been working more lately, saving my time for when my first grandbaby is born. But, I also don’t want to miss anything around here and your sister is getting ready for her winter formal today. So, I am taking the day off. Where is Ripley?” My mind goes to the winter formal and how glad I am we are not going. I would take her if she wanted to go, but she requested skipping this one since we have to do prom.

“Right here.” She says walking down the stairs like a pregnant porn queen. She is in the outfit I picked out for her, but I didn’t anticipate how the cleavage would look in the dress. She looks like a fucking burgeoning pinup girl. Especially with her matching lipstick on and shiny wavy hair.

“Well don’t you look beautiful?” Mom says, handing me the bag. I can’t think right now. She looks like every fucker wet dream. “Son?” My mom tries to get my attention, but I can't take my eyes from her. All I want to do is bend her over the nearest surface and make sure I have enough of me on her.

“Are you ready babe?” She grabs her coat and that pulls me out of my trance. She never puts her coat on herself. “What’s for breakfast? That smells good.” She asks, kissing my mom on her cheek.

“Well sweet girl for you is whole wheat toast with avocado and tomato and a fried egg with no salt.” I nod giving my approval. “And for Jocobi a sliced steak, boiled eggs and a protein shake.”

“Thanks mom.” I kiss her myself and we walk out the door. My parents have been amazing, especially dealing with my brand of crazy. I mean I met a girl, basically moved her in within weeks and put a baby in her all before graduating high school.

Lately I have been studying pregnancy books like football plays. Every chance I get. I have memorized what she shouldn’t have and what she needs more of. Hell, I made a chart with her meals for 30 days to be sure she is getting everything she needs. Ripley thinks I am crazy and so does my sister, but I don’t give a shit. This is my woman and child and what use am I if it is not to protect them and make sure they have what they need?

We pull up to the school and get out of the car. Ever since she has begun showing, people stare a lot more, but with my consistent love and protection, she no longer cowers. “Did you finish everything, Angel?”

“Yep. Just drinking the orange juice right now.” Nodding my head, I place my hand on her stomach like I do whenever we are walking through the halls. The caveman in me can’t help it. It is like pissing on her in front of people, you know.

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