His Surprise Baby - His Secret Baby

“Going to be sisters!”

“That's great! Now I don't have to hang out with Lavender. At least not as much. She is a sweet girl but she can get to be a bit much.”

“Tell me about it,” I agreed.

Logan came up behind me and gently squeezed my bare ass, having left my panties on the floor of my car.

“I-I have to go, hon. My fiancé and I have some business to attend to.”

“I'm not surprised. Be careful, hey?”

“Of course.”

I ended the call and Logan scooped me up into his arms, kissing me passionately as he carried me into the cabin and down into the sleeping quarters. Sitting me down on the bed, he took off my dress, pulling it up and over my head in one smooth motion.

Then he reached around my back, unhooking my bra on the first try. It sometimes took me two or three attempts, especially after my breasts had nearly doubled in size with the baby, getting to nearly the size of water melons. But he was more skilled at it than I was, somehow.

He lowered the bra gently off my tits, my nipples already hard with anticipation. He kissed me again, taking as much of my boobs as he could get into his hands, his soft touch heavenly on my sensitive flesh. Moving down my neck, Logan made his way to my tits, adding the feeling of his lips to the sensation of his hands, lightly sucking my nipples when he got down there.

After giving my tits some gentle love, he kept going down, planting soft kisses on my belly and on to my pelvis. The baby started kicking when he kissed my belly. I wanted to tell him but didn't want to break his concentration.

Stopping his progress at my aching pussy, he gave me a long, loving lick, flooding me with sweet relief. He licked me to orgasm, working my tender pink folds with his talented tongue, giving laps, licks, swirls and sucks the likes of which I had never experienced.

I was mad at him for holding out on me all this time, but forgave him quickly enough when I started to cum, bracing my hand against the wall behind me for support as my entire body shook. And then I realized that perhaps he was just getting better with time and practice, something I never thought possible, since he had always felt so good as it was.

He held me and kissed me as I recovered. I kissed him back when I regained my strength, my hands moving down to his hard cock.

Fumbling a bit, I undid his pants, taking out his cock. I had nearly forgotten how big it was. And how beautiful.

I took his cock in both hands and started to stroke, using all the techniques I'd learned in the course that I thought would work. Cock massage was not actually a part of the official curriculum, but when I first started out, I imagined doing it to Logan one day. And from what I had heard in whispered conversations, other girls in the course had tried the same thing.

I got him right to the edge of orgasm and then stopped. When he was nearly settled, I took his still-hard cock as far into my mouth as I could, getting about half-way down the shaft, and sucked him as hard as I could until he flooded my mouth with his sweet cum.

I didn't realize until that moment how much I missed it. I held it in my mouth, savouring the flavor like a wine-taster, before swallowing it all down.

Lying back down on the bed, I opened my legs, rubbing the head of his cock against my pussy. Putting his legs up over his elbow like he did when we first fucked, he gently rubbed my pelvis as he slid half his length into my pussy. Half was more than enough.

Giving me a moment to adjust, he started to fuck me, the pleasure crashing over me in an awesome wave. Apparently my pussy had missed Logan too, at least going by how the lips grabbed onto his cock as he fucked me to a transcendent orgasm, almost every nerve in my body going off at once. I wondered distantly if he had ever studied acupressure.

Logan slipped his cock from my pussy, unloading his cum into my waiting mouth, massaging my pussy to keep contact as I sucked him clean. I was still feeling great. Cumming during pregnancy was even better than before.

“Did you bring the butt plug?” I asked, after swallowing down my third delicious load of his cum.

“Yes,” he said simply, going over to the dresser and taking the butt plug and lube out of a drawer.

“You knew?”

“No, I've learned my lesson about assuming anything. I did hope though,” he said, popping the cap with his thumb and covering the butt plug with the lube.