“Your milk come in yet?”
“Just the clear stuff.”
“Lay back,” I instructed. “Since we women have to stick together, I’m gonna help you out this time, but don’t you tell nobody about this.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I shook my head at myself, thinking I should be ashamed of what I was about to do. I had been watching Jordan’s sexy ass for eight long months and knew she was a good fuck. I wanted to try her out for myself. Why should James have all the fun?
“Close your eyes,” I said, sliding my hand up her nightgown. I tickled her clitoris till her pussy secreted, then I pushed three fingers inside. Being conscious of the baby, I didn’t go too deep, just deep enough to make her moan. I kissed her neck while her eyes were still closed. Stuck my tongue in her mouth. Our tongues swirled like chocolate and vanilla pudding. I groped her swollen titties but she was shy about touching mine. Finally, I got to tongue-fucking her pussy.
“Shit, Miss Emma, that feels good!”
I licked her cunt faster.
“Shit, Miss Emma! Oh, shit!”
I made slurping noises as I lapped her cunt, which added to both of our excitement.
“I wanna watch you eat my pussy, Miss Emma,” Jordan said, opening her eyes. When she saw my tits, she snatched them into her mouth and sucked them like a starving child while she played with my kitty.
“You don’t have to do that. I want you to cum,” I said.
“But you’ve been so good to me, Miss Emma. I gotta lick your pussy in return.”
I gasped as her tongue ring met my flesh and traced the inside of my pussy lips.
“Eat me,” I moaned, holding her face between my legs. I writhed as she sucked my bulging clit. Watched as she finger-fucked herself and licked the juices off her fingers. Next, she grabbed Harry from the nightstand, sucked him, and put him at the entrance to my pussy.
“Do you like sucking and fucking my husband?” I asked, maneuvering my cunt onto Harry.
“Yes, I love his giant cock and how he fucks all my holes.”
“Fuck me like he fucks you,” I said, gyrating on Harry.
“Do you think you can handle it?” she asked, twisting Harry deeper into my hole. She fucked me in long, hard strokes, then in short, soft ones while licking my clit.
“Yeah, fuck me, eat me!” I shouted before succumbing to orgasm.
“My turn,” I said, snatching Harry out her hand. He was still wet with my juices but I shoved him in her pussy anyhow. When she had enough of him, she mounted me. We rubbed our pussies together while her humongous titties flapped over my mouth. I reached for her nipples with my lips, like a seal, not caring that milk squirted out.
“Tasty,” I said, squeezing her ass like I owned it. I stuck my thumb in her asshole while she squealed in delight. Finally, we got in sixty-nine position on our sides and lapped each other’s cunt.
“Oh, shit, Miss Emma! I’m cumming!” she exclaimed.
“Now tell me if this shit ain’t better than fucking lame James!”
Having sex with Jordan didn’t solve the problem though. A pregnant woman still needed affection from her man to make the energy in the household right.
The plan was to wait until he got ready to call an escort, which we both knew he was doing, and present him with a cheaper option.
“Uh, James,” I said, in that tone that made him scared.
“What’s happening?” he asked, reminding me of that seventies sitcom.
“What’s happening is you’re about to have a baby soon and his mother needs attention.”
“I do give her attention. I say ‘Good morning’ and ‘Good night.’”