On Being Pregnant Ch. 03

The next few days were incredible. Now that my wife had shamelessly called her a whore — and I had fucked the living daylights out of her — Elaine became even less concerned with trivial things such as decorum, respectability and social boundaries.

Not only did she start sucking my wife’s cunt twice a day now — and usually right in front of me — she also went out of her way to be at my beck and call 24/7. I first realized that Elaine provided this all-inclusive service when I woke up in the middle of the night with a massive boner, horny as fuck.

As I had noticed Erica tossing and turning, unable to sleep as well, I reached under the blanket and started fondling her huge tits and her swollen belly. She quickly turned her head half towards me and asked softly, “What are you doing?”

“I am horny,” I whispered, as I pushed my massive erection into the small of her back.

“I can feel that,” she replied uninterested, “I am not.”

“Can I just…” I started to ask, grabbing my dick.

“Mom is right next door,” she whispered, rolling away from me.

“But she’s probably asleep,” I whispered.

“So?” Erica replied unsympathetically, “Wake her up and push her on her back!”

“Won’t she mind?”

“Who cares. That’s what she’s here for,” she replied.

From her tone of voice, I knew this wasn’t up for further debate. So, figuring it was either that or go jack off in the living room, I decided I didn’t have a lot to lose. I tiptoed out of the room and snuck over the next room. Elaine’s door was slightly ajar, which allowed me to enter without making too much noise.

She was lightly snoring, so I knew she was actually asleep. With just the light from the hallway to guide me, I headed over to the bed and slowly started peeling the covers off of her. Then, I carefully put a hand on one of her tits, through her nighty. She stirred for a moment.

After I’d flicked her nipple back and forth a few times — while kneading her tit — she grunted drowsily and annoyed, “Richard… leave me alone, I am sleeping.”

Richard was her husband, so she obviously had no clue what was going on..

“Elaine, it’s Tom…” I whispered as I stopped moving my hand, “Erica said it would be okay.”

“Oh, it’s you,” she gasped, promptly excited, as her eyes shot open. I could feel her nipple instantly hardening under my fingers. Taking this as a good sign, I started caressing both of her tits — and playing with both nipples — getting her even more aroused.

After about twenty seconds, I slid my other hand under her nighty and started rubbing her pussy. The longer I caressed and played with her, the hornier she seemed to become. Pretty soon, she was squirming and moaning non-stop. After another thirty seconds or so, her lust exploded…

Suddenly, she grabbed the neckline of her silk nighty with both hands and gave it a hard tug, and another one, and another one. It took four more yanks before her limited strength caused the fabric to give way. Once it did though, she had no trouble ripping her nightgown in half, exposing her entire naked body.

“Fuck yeah,” I whispered, pleasantly surprised, as I got on my knees next to her head and started tugging my massive cock right above her face — as I kept fondling her tits.

“Mmmm,” Elaine grunted as she opened her mouth and hungrily engulfed my fat dick. Man, she was one horny and eager puppy…

After letting her slobber and suck on my hard cock for a bit, I moved in between her legs, whispering, “I wanna fuck you.” As far as I was concerned, it was an announcement, not a question. In her current state, I honestly couldn’t imagine her turning me down… for anything.

“Not like this,” she whispered, she said as she scooted up and turned around, getting on all fours. She then backed up towards me until she could feel my hard dick and whispered, “Like this!”

I grinned, lined up my dick with her twat and shoved it in, grabbing her hips.

“Oh fuck… oh yeah! That’s it. Right there,” Elaine moaned as I started ramming the shit out of her. She wasn’t all talk. She also started fucking me back, slamming her ass onto my dick. Amazed at how accommodating and slutty she was, even in the dead of night, I started cumming after less than two minutes.

With the finish line in sight, I started fucking her even harder now, wildly slamming and driving my dick deep inside of her. In response, Elaine pushed her face deep into her pillow, screaming and squealing loudly. I had an amazing orgasm and came deep inside of her.

As soon as I was done thrusting and grunting — my dick was still shrinking inside of her — Elaine poked her head up, put her left cheek on her pillow and gasped, “What [moan] are you still doing here?”

“I… uh…” I stammered, genuinely confused.

“Are you [moan] going to [gasp] fuck me again?”

“Uh no,” I chuckled.

“Then [moan] get out of here!” she said, dead serious. She obviously wanted to feel used and discarded, so I pulled what was left of my erection out of her twat, stepped down from the bed and walked out of the room — not even looking back.

“That was fast,” Erica whispered, as I entered our bedroom again, “How was it?”

“Your mom really IS a whore,” I whispered as I crawled into bed again.

“Yeah,” she chuckled, “I know.”

I wrapped my arms around my wife and hugged her for a little while, until we both fell asleep.

In the morning, I was awakened by some loud, intense moaning. It took me a few seconds to get my bearings, but as I listened closer, I could tell it was my wife having a good time. By the time I had gotten up and had stumbled to the door, the noise had already died down.

When I opened the bedroom door and stepped out, I saw Erica sitting naked on the couch, her legs spread wide. Elaine was just getting up from in between them — lewdly wiping her mouth.

“Morning,” she whispered cheerfully, as she walked into the kitchen, completely naked.

Surprised, but also a tad aroused, I sat down at the breakfast table and stared at my wife as she got up from the couch, buttoned up her sleeping gown and staggered towards me. She casually planted a little kiss on my forehead, not even the slightest bit embarrassed. As I looked her up and down, I couldn’t help myself staring at her big rack.

“You know, I wouldn’t mind seeing those knockers again,” I said as I reached out and grabbed the hem of her gown. She promptly covered my hand with hers and stopped me, whispering, “Tom…”

“What?” I asked, puzzled.

“Last night was pretty annoying,” she said, “I am sorry, but I don’t want you to feel like you can just touch me whenever the mood strikes you!”

“Oh,” I replied, a little surprised and just a tad offended.

“Alright, just a look-see then,” I said, trying to compromise.

She tightened her grip on my hand, making it clear that she didn’t want that either.

“What?” I asked, even more surprised, “I can’t see you either?”

“I’d rather you didn’t,” Erica replied bluntly.

“But why?” I protested, unwilling to give up such a basic right, “I can understand that me touching or groping you makes you feel uncomfortable, but this is just a quick peek!”

“It’s uh… not that I am uncomfortable,” she whispered, clearly nervous, “I uh… it’s… well, this is awkward… I uh… want you to be uncomfortable!”

“Oh,” I replied shocked and flabbergasted.

“Denying you makes me horny and wet,” she blurted out, actually squirming, “There, I said it!”

For a moment, I didn’t quite know what to say. Luckily, right then, Elaine walked up to the table with a fresh pot of coffee.

As she was standing there, filling our cups, I reached out with my right hand and cupped one of her bare tits — trying to get a reaction from my wife. Erica, however, wasn’t the least bit impressed and simply looked at me, visibly feeding off my frustration.

Pissed off, I pushed Elaine to her knees and grabbed my cock, which had gotten completely hard from all of Erica’s nasty talk. Eager to be an easy whore again, Elaine quickly put down the pot of coffee and wrapped her mouth, as well as her right hand around my dong. As she started sucking me off enthusiastically, she put her free hand in between her own legs.

“So, you’re telling me…” I whispered, addressing Erica, as I grabbed Elaine’s head with both hands and started fucking her mouth pretty hard and deep, “… that I can’t touch you anymore?”

“Uhuh,” my wife grinned, glancing down at her mom, willingly taking my abuse.

“And not only that,” I added, “But I also can’t look at your tits or cunt anymore?”

“Mmmm,” she confirmed with a nod of her head, as her right slithered down to her cunt.

“Gah, gah, gah…” Elaine uttered as I fucked her throat deep and disrespectfully.

“You do realize we’re married, right?” I asked Erica, as I kept doing what I was doing.

“Why do you think denying you makes me so wet?” Erica replied, rubbing her clit.

“Fuck, this just ain’t right!” I said, grabbing a handful of Elaine’s hair and forcing my dick even deeper into her mouth — really clogging up her throat now.

“No, it’s not,” Erica chuckled, amused at her mother’s discomfort, “But it’s so fucking hot!”

“Jeez Erica,” I grunted, releasing my grip and allowing Elaine to draw breath again, “You’re turning into a bitch… an ice-cold, backstabbing bitch!”

“I know,” she whispered, using her free hand to tug one of her hard nipples through her gown.

“This is just till the baby arrives, right?” I asked.

“Yeah! Sure!” she chuckled, openly mocking me. Surprisingly enough, her mean, cruel reaction actually made me cum. I convulsed and violently ejaculated into Elaine’s mouth, who was more than happy to swallow my morning goo.

Erica and I looked at one another, not really having anything more to say. Meanwhile, Elaine got up and started making herself a sandwich at the nearby kitchen counter. After another awkward ten seconds, Erica took a sip from her cup and then excused herself to go and take one of her long baths.

“I know that look,” my mother-in-law said as she came back to the table and put down her sandwich and her own cup of coffee, “You want to lick my twat.”