The Surrogate

Or when he had me on top with his hands wrapped around my back tight, pulling me on and off his cock. There was pussy juice flying every which way and those embarrassing sloppy wet sounds my pussy made each time his cock fucked into me didn’t even phase me.

For the next few weeks, he was on a mission, and I didn’t realize he was trying to get me pregnant. When I caught him checking out my calendar, I caught on fast. “I thought I told you I wanted to wait three months.”

“No dice, I need you to have my kid right fucking now.” He did not sound like my Ash at all.

“Does it really bother you that much?” I knew what this was about.

“Yes, but I can live with it, as long as I breed you every other year for the next ten I’ll be fine.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his ear. “Deal!”

We were married six months before the triplets were born in a grand wedding surrounded by friends and family. Mom was there, of course, with her boyfriend that she no longer had to hide. She was proud as hell of Ash and would tell anyone that would listen about her son in law. They have a strange relationship those two.

Penny was my maid of honor, and Nick was Ash’s best man; things had smoothed out there all the way as soon as I got pregnant. Like a switch turned off in Ash’s head or something, but he no longer went into those brooding moods.

Once I reminded him that we met each other doing the same thing basically and that it was no different for me than it was him, he seemed to calm down a bit. Plus, I asked him how he thinks I feel when he’s around Penny if he’d like me to act the way he does about Nick.

That seemed to get him thinking, and again once he realized that I was more into our baby than I had been with the others, he finally got the picture. Like when I was six months pregnant with ours, and I showed him all the baby stuff I’d ordered for the nursery that had been professionally done.

“You didn’t do this before.”

“What do you mean?”

“When you were this far along the last time, I don’t recall you buying stuff for the baby.”

“That’s because that was Penny’s baby, not mine. This one is ours, so we have to do every…. Hey.”

He grabbed my face and kissed me, and I felt his cock growing against my tummy. “I love you.” What the heck got into him? My husband shows affection very well, but getting those words out of him is like pulling an impacted wisdom tooth.

All the same, I grinned up at him and returned the words. “I love you too.”

That was five years ago, five years, and six kids. We had the triplets first, all boys, then twin girls followed eleven months later, so much for every other year. The twins were soon followed by another baby girl who I was this minute nursing while her father watched my tits with hungry eyes.

“When’s she going to be finished? She’s been on the tit for like an hour.”

“She’s her father’s daughter. She likes to take her time. What’s with you, anyway?” He gave me this hot look that made me itchy between my thighs.

“I’m in the mood to fuck another kid in you, that’s what.”

“What, we just had this one; she’s barely three months old.”

“Doesn’t matter, I feel the need.” He rubbed his cock and looked down at our daughter’s sleeping face. “Oh alright you put her down, and I’ll go take a quick shower, I was running around with the kids all day.”

“No shower needed, I’m just gonna dirty you up again.”

I did a quick wash-up while he was in the nursery, putting her down and was ready and waiting for him when he came back to me. “I don’t need foreplay, just suck on my nipples and fuck me.” I was already dripping; just the thought of being bred gets me every time.

He slid into me, going deep in one stroke since the babies had opened me up some, but not too much; I’m still a tight fit around his cock. It helped that he was well on his way to draining my tit when he fucked his cock into me, so there’s that.