Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“Ohhhh,” I moan as my eyes fall closed. “Oh shiiiit.”
Reese grunts, slowly angling his hips in and out.
“That’s right, sweetheart. We want to get you pregnant asap. Twins would be best this time.”
My eyes fly open.
“Twins?” is my weak gasp. “Oh god!”
But Ryan’s not going to be left out. He straddles my back in front of Reese and slowly runs a big finger over my asshole. The pleats contract in anticipation, and I squeeze my eyes shut.
“Oh oh oh!” I cry out.
“It’s going to be fine, sweetheart. You’re so good at anal these days, and what could be better than having both holes full of baby batter?”
With that, I dissolve into giggles despite the fact that my body’s being violated every which way right now. Baby batter is such a funny term, and I can’t help but express my mirth. But then everything changes because as Ryan eases himself into my asshole, I groan hotly, straining with the fullness.
“Ohhhh,” I moan again.
But the two men don’t let me relax. They stretch my orifices, making me twist and moan as I’m stuck tight on those huge rods.
“Unnnh!” I scream as my body dissolves into hot clenches. My ass ring squeezes Ryan’s girth while my pussy canal milks Reese’s hot shaft. Both men spurt in unison, my clenches bringing the seed deeper into my body as my bowels and ovaries are flooded.
“Oooooh,” I moan again, my body so full of their virility. They groan and bellow, coming hard into my body. I’m pumped full, and I love every drop of it.
After a while, the men pull out and Reese strokes my big bottom fondly.
“Hell yeah! We just made another baby or two. I’m sure of it.”
With that, I look at him with amused eyes.
“You think? I think we might have just made five babies, given the amount of hot cum pouring through me right now.”
Both men groan and lean forward to kiss me again. But then our baby’s wail rings out, and I shoot them a look.
“Okay, we got it, we got it,” Ryan and Reese laugh as they climb off the bed.
I smile.
“I have the best partners, did I mention?”
They merely chuckle again while getting dressed, ready to go check in on Michelle.
Meanwhile, I head to our bathroom to jump in the shower. My dad and Toni are coming over for dinner, and I’ve got a million thing to do before they get here.
Washing my hair, I think about how great things had been recently. After my phone call with Dad a year ago, we began the hard work of rebuilding our relationship. There were a few hiccups on the road, but we managed to work through them, for better or worse, and now I’m happy to say that our relationship is stronger than ever.
Plus, I haven’t given up my career dreams. Toni and I are starting a children’s clothing line, and she’s coming over so we can talk about next steps. We’re almost ready with the samples, and I can’t wait to show them to the group.
Finally dressed, I run downstairs to join the family. But when I come down the stairs, a shocking scene greets me. Michelle is trying to ride Reese like a horse, pulling on his hair as if they’re the reins of a pony. At the same time, Ryan is trying his hardest to keep her from falling, but it’s hard given that she’s a wriggly baby. Finally, their luck runs out and Reese collapses on the floor, causing Ryan to quickly grab Michelle to keep her from tumbling to the ground.
Laughing, I join them. Meanwhile, Ryan whispers into Michelle’s ear, “I think Mommy wants to be visited by the tickle monster. What do you say, Mich?”
She squeals her excitement.
“Ga! Ga! Mommy!”
I make a face of mock fright, as Ryan and Michelle come closer to me. They begin their tickle torture and I howl in mock agony. Thankfully, I’m saved by the bell as Dad comes in, asking, “Where’s my favorite, girl?”
Michelle squeals again, waving her little fists. Mike comes into the living room, trailed by Toni, who has a weird look on her face. But I don’t have time to digest it because as soon as Mike sees Michelle, he picks her up.
“Hi sweetheart,” he greets with a big sloppy kiss on the baby’s cheek. “How’s my little chuckles?”
Michelle squeals again, waving her fists and gargling loudly.
Meanwhile, I greet my friend.
“Hey, Toni. What’s up?”
For some reason, she blushes.
“Oh nothing. I just happened to arrive the same time as your dad. I mean, our cars literally pulled up to the curb at the same time, so we came in together.”
I stare at her.
“Of course, that sounds totally normal. Why?”
She blushes hotly again.
“No, nothing. Hey Michelle!” she says gaily, waving to the baby. Do you miss your Aunt Toni?”