Page 8 of Pregnant By the Joc

“Hey, greedy mama, you know the rules.” She sticks her tongue out at me and shouts when my finger rubs her ass hole. “See, naughty girls get rimmed in their tiny holes, angel. Is that what you're itching for?” I spread her ass open and spit on it, looking at her, loving how scandalized and turned on she is. Her nostrils spread when she is past the point of no return, like now.

“Shit, Cobi. That’s so fucking filthy.” She whines some more. She pulls at her own nipples trying to get herself off but we both know there is no use. I am the commander of her body and if I don’t give it permission, it won’t detonate.

“Watch me, worship this rosebud, baby. Look at your man lick you from asshole to clit over and over and tell me you don’t like it.” She gasps when my tongue touches her sacred place and then moans so loud, I place one hand over her mouth. I move my tongue up and down, stopping now and again to watch my saliva and her cream drip together, before doing it all over again.

My other hand is on my cock, stroking him and placating him, trying to get him to wait but I can feel come shooting out, a little at a time, demanding I slide home. “Oh God, I am going to come, Cobi,” she shouts through my hand. That is my cue.

Kissing her pussy once more, I stop and kiss my child nestled inside of her before moving my way up her body. My tongue wraps around her nipples, laving them in love and anticipation for when her milk comes in. Yeah that chapter I paid extra attention to. “Good girl telling me before you did it.” She nods her head before rocking it back and forth while I slide into her trying to make sure not to injure my kid. “Jesus. Is it always going to be so fucking tight?” I groan in her ear. “Always perfection, baby. This pussy always welcomes me like a champ. Tell me why, angel.” I kiss her slowly, always giving her the tender side of me before I hammer the shit out of her.

“Because you own it. You claimed it and bred it.” She screams into my mouth and my cock acknowledges her response and becomes a steel rod. Hearing her say my own words back to me is like injecting a junkie with its drug of choice. I pull all the way out and slam inside of her.

“You’re damn right.” Her mouth opens in silent scream. Ram after ram, I pound her into the bed, hands locked in mine above her head. “Spread your legs, greedy girl. Open them wide and show me how much you want it.” She splits her body almost in half trying to do what I commanded. She lifts them to my waist allowing me to slide further inside of her. I swear I am so deep in her I can feel her soul.

“Cobi, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.” She chants over and over meeting my thrusts. Each slam of my hips to hers is noisy with the wetness between us, dripping and messy everywhere.

“Damn this cunt is so warm, angel.” My room is a symphony of noises, bed squeaking, grunts and groans. My balls begin to swell, and I know this is the finale. I just need her with me. Always with me. “Come with me, baby. Now.” I pinch her clit and swallow her screams giving her my grunts and curses.

We lay here holding each other, me still on top of her, her clinging to me like a spider monkey and I love every minute of it. “We are running late,” she says stretching her arms over her head.

“Whose fault is that?” I ask, kissing her again. She mewls in my mouth and bucks against me forcing me to move back or we are never going to get up.

“Yours. You could have walked away.” I look at her like she is crazy, and she giggles because she knows I will never turn down her pussy. Getting up, I smack her ass and make her get out of bed. I walk into our closet and pull out some gray leggings and an off the shoulder white, short-sleeve sweater for her to wear. I am not entirely sure the gray is not a little see through, so I make sure to pick a black bra and panty set for her.

“Remember, no heels or ankle boots.” I remind her before getting into the shower. I want to pull her in here with me, but I don’t let her shower before school. She has to walk around smelling like me all fucking day. She doesn’t see how those motherfuckers look at her, their mouths salivating over her curves and her smile. Hell, before I claimed her they used to circle her like wolves, she just never noticed. Well, I notice every fucking day. Now that it is obvious she is no longer holding on to that cherry, all of them are waiting, biding their time until they can get a taste. Over my dead fucking body.

Irrationally pissed thinking about some fucker saying hi to here, I hurry and wash up. Dried off, I dress and run downstairs like the cocksuckers have breached the perimeter. The minute I make it to the kitchen I feel stupid. “Good morning, big brother,” Siddah says, before stuffing a cinnamon donut hole in her mouth.

“Brat. How are you?”

“Fine. Waiting on Dawn and her mom to come.” I grab a bagel and pop into the toaster before wrapping my arms around my woman.

“Do you want us to drop you off?” Ripley asks. I smile into her neck because it always makes me feel good at how fast they took to one another.

“No, it’s okay. But do you mind picking me up today? I have an after-school debate and it ends about the same time as practice for you, Joc.”

“Sure brat. No problem.” I look around and realize my mom and dad are not here which is unusual. “Where are the parents?” I ask her.

“Uhm… Mom had an errand to run, and Dad had a meeting with the mayor.” Hmm. Her answer was a little vague, but whatever.Beep. Beep.“That is Dawn. Bye guys. I will see you later.” She grabs her bag and walks out the door.

“Did you get your ginger tea angel?” Nodding, she shows me her hot cup and the dry toast. “Alright, then let’s go.”

Ever since we made up, things between us have been better than ever. There is not a second when our hands are not on one another when we are together. We laugh, talk, play board games sometimes with the family, sometimes just us which always turns into strip something.

Ripley has changed to, sort of. She seems lighter, more settled or something. I read in one of the pregnancy books that a woman’s soul is at peace when carrying life and I believe it. It's like the sun follows her everywhere. She simply glows.

I park the car and get out to open her door. She places her hand in mine and with our interlocked fingers we once again walk into school. “Joc the Wall, are you ready for the game tonight?” One of my teammates asks, hitting me on the back.

“You know it, Mack.” He yells woohoo going down the hallway. Game days are always full of noise and fanfare.

“Are you finally going to let me come to a game?” I look over my angel and smile at her before shaking my head no. “Cobi, seriously. It’s not fair. The whole family goes, and I am stuck at home.” She crosses her cute little arms, and I can’t resist. I lift her into my arms and grip her ass forcing her to wrap her legs around my waist.

“Game nights are rowdy, and shit happens. You and my kid are safer at home. Tell me you will stay home.” She pouts, forcing me to kiss her pouty lips. When she opens them and slides her tongue in mine, I growl into her mouth and pull her head back by her ponytail. “Look at you. You know you own me body and soul, but that pussy can get you anything you want.” She rubs against me trying to get herself off, so I pull back.

“Cobi.” I look around us and see people trying to ignore what is happening, but I could give two shits. If my woman needs to rub her wet, weepy cunt on my pants to get through the day that is what she will do. But, right now, I need her to promise me.

“Tell me what I want to hear, and I will let you come.”

“Fine, jerk. I will think about it.” Fucking brat. I push her back against the side of the school and place my hand behind her head. I slide my hand into her leggings and inside of her panties and play with her little clit.

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