Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
“Besides, there’s no competition for you, Tamara. Never,” Jamison swears.
Then, the fireworks begin as I’m dumped onto the mattress unceremoniously. Sure enough, the three sex dolls are in the room, their eyes wide and mouths open, with their curves gleaming. But I’m not intimidated because what do Blondie, Chestnut, and Ginger have on me? They’re merely silicone dolls with no personalities, whereas my lovers have made clear that they want a girl with heart, brains, intelligence, charm, and wit … and I’ll do my best to deliver no matter how crazy our lives get.
EPILOGUE
DANE
Six months later.
“Don’t you think you’re being a little ridiculous?” Tamara giggles when I sweep her up into my arms. “The penthouse is big, yes, but it’s not that big. I’m perfectly capable of walking from the bedroom to the living room all on my own.”
I frown at her curvy form.
“Yes, but your doctor told you to get all the rest that you possibly can,” I remind her, sending her a stern look. “Why should you walk if you don’t have to? I’m perfectly capable of carrying you around our apartment,” I grunt. My beautiful girlfriend merely shakes her head at me.
“I’m too heavy for you to be lifting all the time. Goodness, I’m over two hundred pounds now!”
I nod, pleased.
“That’s two hundred pounds of baby weight, and it’s the sexiest weight I’ve ever seen. In fact, I can’t wait to see you get even bigger, sweetheart. Put on another thirty pounds, and you’ll be a perfect, pregnant, irresistible goddess.”
Tamara giggles as I gently place her on the living room couch. Then, I bend down to give her a peck on the lips before sitting down at her feet and pulling them into my lap. The pretty brunette lets out a sigh of contentment as I start massaging her feet, her lashes dropping in perfect semi-circles on those round cheeks. After all, even though our girlfriend just woke up from her nap about an hour ago, she’s obviously sleepy again. I don’t blame her either because I know that pregnancy is rough on the body. Tamara must be exhausted, especially after entertaining the three of us last night.
After all, we haven’t given our sweet girl a break in the last couple months. Even though she’s expecting our child, Chris, Jamison and I are hungry bastards who regularly fuck Tamara every which way, delighting in the newfound physicality of her pregnant body. Her pussy seems tighter, and those big breasts sway and sometimes even spurt a bit of milk when we’re getting dirty.
“Oh my god!” she squealed the last time it happened. But Jamison didn’t even lift his mouth from her left breast. Instead, he sucked harder, drawing the milk into his mouth while swallowing hungrily.
“You know we love it when you lactate,” Chris rasped before lapping up the warm trickle on her right tit. Then, he bent to take her other nipple into his mouth. He, too, began suckling hungrily, and I took that opportunity to get down to business as well. After all, we don’t want our sweet girl to be embarrassed about any of her bodily functions. As a result, I settled myself between Tamara’s thighs as my friends suckled at her tits, pushing her legs apart before going to town on her pussy.
“Oooh!” she screamed lying back as we worshipped her in all her sweetest spots. “Goodness!”
“That’s right,” I rasped before looking up with a devilish gleam in my blue eyes. “Never be afraid to share anything about your body with us, sweetheart, even if you think it’s embarrassing. It’s not embarrassing to us. We want to know everything about these curves, and we will savor every single inch of your horny, pregnant body, no matter what.”
Tamara merely gasped again, squealing as I bit down lightly on her clit. But I got my answer within moments because she came then, hot pussy juices gushing into my mouth as her milk flow became a positive geyser.
“Shit,” Chris and Jamison moaned, drinking down the white fluid. “Goddamn.”
Yes, it’s depraved but this is how life is with the four of us. We enjoy Tamara’s body, and it seems as if the pregnancy has only increased her libido. She needs it so much these days, in fact, that we’ve moved her into the penthouse so that we have the freedom to attend to her needs at any time of the day or night. Not only that, but we’re providing Tamara with a generous stipend because our girl is amazing. Hell, Tamara’s worth her weight in gold, and we’d happily pay ten times more.
“Are you sure?” she murmured, staring at the number on her phone. I’d just done a direct deposit, and her bank account reflected a six figure balance.
“Of course we are,” I rasped. “You’re worth it, baby, and besides, we have plenty of cash. We want you to be comfortable, and to have everything you need, especially with a baby on the way.”