“My darling wife,” he says, reaching over to lightly brush my cheek with the back of his hand. “You will be there the whole time, as will Thomas. Now, you can’t tell me this doesn’t bring a little smile to your face and a wet spot to those underpants of yours.”

  He’s right. I cannot deny it. As much as I hate to admit it, I know that watching him fuck my best friend will be the highlight of my week. Whenever it happens. “You’re right, Daddy. But don’t forget who this heart belongs to.”

  I press my hand to his chest, and he looks at me, his dark eyes sparkling. I walk back home, thinking about what I should make for dessert, when I know what I really want for dessert is some candy for the eyes—a feast of naked bodies and lust-fueled sexual activities that leave us all breathless.

  ***

  All throughout dinner, Arabella and I keep looking at one another, and I know we are both wondering how to broach the subject of what we know will inevitably occur. While we are washing the dishes, she leans over and admits to me that she and Thomas have not had sex all week, that he is saving up his seed. And it all comes rushing back to me: the night that I found Daddy in Betheltown with the prostitutes. How could I have forgotten to mention to her this morning such a crucial part of this ritual? I think this pregnant brain fog is really getting to me.

  “Ara. There is something you need to know,” I tell her.

  “What is it?” she whispers.

  I don’t get the chance to tell her. Daddy calls out to us from the other room. “Emma? Would you and Arabella join us please?”

  “I’ll tell you later,” I whisper back.

  “You two look as though you’ve made secret plans,” I say, wrapping an arm around Daddy’s waist.

  “Nothing secret about what we have planned, my love.” Daddy touches my belly and sends butterflies swarming all through me.

  “Well, are you going to tell us what’s going on?”

  He plants his mouth on mine and kisses me, slowly and sensually darting his tongue in my mouth. Fire licks my insides, and I hear Arabella and Thomas shuffle across the floor behind me.

  “Daddy,” I whisper when he breaks the kiss. “You’re making my legs wobbly.”

  “Maybe you should just drop to your knees then and take your brother in law’s cock like a good girl. You and Arabella both.”

  “Come again?” I had no idea I would be expected to participate in any way, shape, or form. Ara looks at me, mouth wide open.

  “Thomas and I decided that instead of hiring prostitutes to suck his cock tonight, it would be just as well and good if you and your best friend here serviced him.”

  I look at Ara again and her cheeks are flushed, her eyes wide. “Well, I mean, if she is okay with it?”

  She licks her lips and looks at her husband. “I would much rather it be us two than some strangers who are getting paid.”

  “That’s nice, I suppose,” Thomas says, pulling her to him and lifting her dress up. “Not that I was in much of a mood to give you a choice anyhow.” Arabella raises her arms and within seconds is standing there in nothing but her undergarments. “And since we’re standing here by the fire where it’s nice and warm, what better place for the both of you to start sucking my cock?”

  Daddy wanders off as Thomas pulls off his pants. His cock bounces out, already hard as a rod of iron. Arabella looks at me and I can tell she’s a little apprehensive. So I go to her and lift her camisole up. “Why don’t you give the men a show?”

  She smiles demurely, and I right away I can tell her nipples are getting hard. My insides grow hot, and desire swirls around me as I observe my best friend’s lovely fertile body.

  “You know how much I love those nice titties, baby. And yours, too. I want to see the both of you naked.”

  Daddy walks back in the room just then, bringing with him a thick wool blanket. “Let me lay this on the floor so the girls can be comfortable while kneeling for us.”

  “Us?” I ask.

  “Yes. Us. You didn’t think I was going to let you suck my brother’s dick all night without getting some of the action myself, did you?”

  “Of course not, Daddy. You know I want nothing more than to please you.”

  He growls and pulls me to him for a kiss. And out of the corner of my eye, I see Arabella kneeling before her husband as he holds his cock steady. Daddy’s hands wrap around me and he lifts the bottom of my dress and pulls it off of me. He also takes off my camisole and gently pulls down my drawers. His big hands grope my bottom and he softly caresses my pregnant belly. My pussy swells with arousal, the lips swollen and throbbing with need. And I can feel how wet I’m getting.

  “Now, you get on over there and do your job while Daddy takes care of something.”

  The heat from the fire warms my skin as I kneel next to Arabella. She is eagerly sucking Thomas’ cock as he holds her hair up and out of her face. But the moment I join her, she stops sucking and passes his erection my way.

  “Your turn, Emma.”

  I smile and lick my lips, then wrap them completely around the wide girth of his crown. Ara holds the base of his shaft steady as I suck, bobbing my head up and down as I try to go deeper each time.

  “Mm, that’s good,” she purrs. “Thomas likes to shove it deep in my throat, don’t you, darling?”

  “Fuck yes,” he grunts. “Only problem is, I can’t cum until morning, so you two need to give me your low-grade work.”

  I can’t help but laugh, but the moment I feel Daddy grip my hips from behind, the laughter quickly fades.

  “My baby here is about to be distracted anyway. Maybe you should aim your cock at her face, see if she can lick the head while I fuck her sweet, wet cunt.”

  All the air escapes my lungs as Daddy enters me from behind. His thick cock never ceases to feel so perfect every time he fucks me, no matter what position we are in.

  “That sounds like a solid plan. Hopefully I won’t shoot my load in the meantime.”

  I have to hold onto Arabella’s shoulders as Daddy slides deep inside of me. And she swivels her head in my direction. The next thing I know, her hands start kneading my heavy breasts, and her lips move to mine. I never expected my best friend to kiss so good, to taste so yummy, to turn me on with her tongue so much. But as Daddy fucks my pussy, and she pinches my nipples while kissing me, I feel a hard cum building up.

  “Oh, hell yes. Keep making out, girls, just like that,” Thomas growls, slipping the head of his cock between our lips.

  I taste his slick pre-cum, and Emma and I flick our tongues together as her husband fucks the space between us. Daddy is behind me, pummeling away and groaning, and before I have the chance to register what is happening, my walls tighten around Daddy’s meat and I am cumming so hard fluid spurts from my pussy.

  “Coat my dick, baby. You know I love it when you squirt.”

  I huff and moan, and Emma does the same, cupping my breasts as we kiss. I reach over and grope her breasts, feeling her nipples pebble against my fingers. The experience is more erotic than I ever could have dreamed.

  Over the course of the evening, Emma and I service Thomas while Daddy watches some. At one point, he brings a few chairs in so he and Thomas can sit down, and of course they have to constantly toss wood on the fire to keep that going.

  Thomas nearly cums and needs to take a break, so he sits in the chair, his erection pointed at the ceiling, long and hard as he watches Arabella and I kiss, our bodies lying next to one another on the wool blanket as we rub our pussies together. All I can hear is the sound of them moaning as Ara and I begin to explore one another with our hands. I can tell her clitoris is hard and slick with her desire. And after just a few brushes of the enlarged bundle of nerves, she cums hard on my finger.

  Well, at that point I just have to taste her, so I get on my hands and knees and lick every inch of her sweet folds as she spreads her legs wide. Daddy mounts me from behind again, slowly pumping his shaft in and out of my entrance but not allowing himself to cum.

  Then, I feel him shift around as he slips out of me, and when his hands grip my thighs and his tongue slides to my soaked cunt, I can tell he has laid down between my legs to take oral pleasure in me, giving me what I fiercely need.

  “Oh Daddy…” I moan, swirling my tongue in a circle over Arabella’s clitoris, forcing her to cum once more.

  She thrusts her hips up and down, and I softly suckle the sensitive bump of flesh as Daddy makes me cum with his mouth, gripping my ass with his strong hands.

  We take turns on each other like that all night, moving back to suck Thomas’ cock here and there. And by the time the sun peeks through the window, the men’s cocks are engorged with blood, their balls so full and heavy they are hanging halfway down their thighs.

  We all wander to the bedroom so that we can be more comfortable, and I feel jittery from nerves once again, knowing I’m about to watch my husband be with my best friend.

  But first things first.

  Thomas has to plant his seed inside of Arabella before anything else can happen. I expect that Daddy and I will give them a little privacy, but we are both taken aback by the speed with which Thomas takes over the situation.

  He flips Arabella onto our bed, and jerks her ass up in the air, sliding his raging hard erection inside of her pussy and erupting with so much force I can already see his cum dribbling out of her as he roars his pleasure. He pumps his hips a few times, and Arabella angles her head around to look at him over her shoulder, her breasts swaying to and fro.

  “Plant your seed, darling. Make my belly swell just like Emma’s.”

  He growls again, and watching the two of them makes me feel so carnal. Daddy walks over to the bed and climbs on top, holding his cock out for Arabella to take. I feel that heat grow inside of me and begin to touch myself as Ara opens her mouth as wide as she can.

  “Fuck that mouth of hers good and hard, big brother. I aim to get her little asshole primed for your meat.”

  I swirl a finger over my clit, then make my way over to the bed, plopping my bottom on the big pile of pillows so I can watch. Daddy thrusts deep, holding Arabella’s hair up as he fucks her mouth. I can hear his heavy balls slapping her chin, and her grunts of pleasure as her husband fucks her bottom.

  Watching these two men in my life hammer their cocks in her openings has me dripping wet. And then Daddy does something completely unexpected. While my best friend gives him a blowjob, he tosses a look over his shoulder at me, then moves his hand to my pussy where he finger fucks me.

  “Daddy … your fingers feel so good,” I say, huffing and bucking my hips.

  My nipples grow hard and tingle, and as he growls, I know he’s spurting his load inside of Arabella’s mouth.

  She grunts and moans as she struggles to swallow it all down. I know the feeling, and as I grind my pussy on Daddy’s hand, I feel my own struggle to hold back an orgasm.

  I watch as Thomas tosses his hands on his wife’s hips in a firm grip, and I fully expect him to roar into an orgasm. But instead, he pulls out and a thick stream of cum shoots on her bottom, long thick drops of his seed, just wasted. He slides inside of her again and finishes, thrusting hard as Daddy’s muscular ass squeezes and relaxes over and over. I can tell he’s cumming, and it makes me erupt with pleasure, my walls tightening over and over as we all cum together.

  Thomas eventually makes his way to the washbasin to clean himself, and Daddy takes over, getting behind Arabella and slipping inside of her bottom. This time, I straddle my best friend so that I’m right in front of my husband, and I lean over and kiss him as he starts to ram in and out of Arabella.

  “Oh yes, fuck my tight little asshole,” she begs, stirring desire in my core.

  I know how good Daddy’s cock feels, and how good he fucks. He will have her cumming in no time.

  “You know what to do to my dick, little girl,” Thomas says.

  I turn around and watch him grip his wife’s hair as he forces his thickness past her lips. The bed begins to shake violently as they fuck her at both ends. Daddy puts his hand on the back of my head and pulls me in for a kiss. It feels like sparks are dancing along my flesh as we tongue fuck each other. He massages my breasts, then touches my pregnant belly once again, and I have never felt sexier.

  I hear Arabella moan, and feel her body jerking beneath me as she cums. And knowing that my daddy is bringing her that pleasure turns me on beyond measure. The next thing I know, Daddy is roaring as he empties his seed in her bowels, thrusting with hard, jerking motions that make me shiver.

  I’m sure that we are all spent, but that doesn’t stop us from wanting to be near each other. Arabella and I lie down in the middle of our bed, Daddy getting behind me and his brother behind his wife.

  Arabella and I face one another and kiss as Daddy slips his cock inside of my ass, giving me a slow anal fuck while her husband fucks her from behind. I think I know where his seed is headed though.

  And I secretly wish the best, that my best friend will get pregnant so that we can be pregnant together.

  “Did you ever think the four of us would be in bed together?” she asks.

  I bite my lip and shake my head, my eyes beginning to flutter closed.

  “You’re about to cum, aren’t you?”

  She’s right, so I nod. And her finger slips to my clit, giving it a soft little brush, sending me toppling over the edge as Daddy rams my asshole good and hard.

  “Oh fuck!” I cry out.

  “Damn it, baby. The way your tight little ass grips my cock makes me cum so hard.” Daddy’s warm seed sprays my walls and dribbles from my bottom as my orgasm abates. And I have the pleasure of watching Arabella cum as Thomas gropes her breasts.

  Her mouth falls open, and I give her the same pleasure she gave me, rubbing her slick and swollen bundle of nerves as she thrashes on the bed.

  After that, we are all truly too exhausted to do anything but sleep. So that’s what we do.

  Daddy holds me tight as Arabella and Thomas lie sleeping. And he whispers in my ear that he loves me.

  “Mmm, I love you too, Daddy.”

  “And I can’t wait until you’re as big as a house and your tits are full with milk. You think you’re sore now? Baby, you won’t be able to walk at all.”

  Somehow this doesn’t surprise me.

  And it makes me want my husband that much more.

  The most exciting part of this is that my babies are due around my twentieth birthday. I hope Daddy does something extra special to help us all celebrate.

  Book 5

  Doctor & Daddy Duke

  My twentieth birthday has come and gone and still no sign of going into labor. Not only that, I feel miserable all the time, so Daddy Duke takes me to see the doctor.

  But our doctor is out of town, and the older man who’s been left in charge of his practice has just the solution to start my contractions, full force.

  “There’s no doubt about it, baby. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on.”

  Daddy scans me from head to toe as he compliments me, and I know I should be flattered. But all I can think about his how huge I am. And how much trouble I have sleeping. And how much my back hurts. And how undesirable I feel.

  “I might be beautiful to you, but truthfully I look like a heifer, and I feel as though I’m about to pop.”

  “Stop that nonsense talk,” Daddy says, placing his fingers over my lips. “You don’t look anything like a heifer, and as far as you being about to pop, you know I have a solution for that.”

  I rub my tummy, thinking about all the times Daddy has tried to make love to me this month. But because I’m nine months pregnant and feeling unsightly and unsexy, I have been pushing him away.

  He has been incredibly patient, much more than I would have expected. But I have kept him complacent with regular blowjobs. I just cannot spread my legs right now. The whole idea of letting him inside of me, and “plowing my fields” with his huge member leads me to think, I don’t know, that we might hurt the babies.

  “I don’t think I can right now, Daddy. I just feel so … pregnant.”

  “You are pregnant. And you know I have been as understanding as I can be, my love.”

  He walks to me and brushes his hands over my breasts. They have become so big, and I know he wants to use his hands and mouth on them. I just wish I could snap my fingers and feel sexy again.

  “I know, Daddy. And I appreciate you so much for it.”

  “As much as I love your mouth, I need the warm grip of your pussy. Do you know how hard it’s been to restrain myself from pushing you over the back of that chair and taking what belongs to me?” He grips my shoulders, the tension and frustration rolling from him to me.

  But all I can do is let out a sigh and pull away from his grip, feeling as though I’m about to erupt into tears. “I’m sorry, Daddy. Really, I am.”

  He growls softly, then takes me by the hand. “That settles it, then. I’m taking you to see Doc. He will let me know what I need to do.”

  I nod, feeling relieved that he’s doing something, seeing as I feel so helpless and useless these days. And perhaps Dr. Shaw can give us some pointers on how to get these babies out of me, or at least enjoy sex with my husband once again.

  ***

  “Just wait here, baby. I’ll see if Doc is available.”

  I wait in the small foyer as Daddy walks through the doorway that leads to Dr. Shaw’s examining room. They have been close for years, so he always makes himself at home here. And he’s not gone more than two minutes before returning, but with an older man I don’t recognize.

  He is only slightly smaller than Daddy, with silver and black hair that is neatly brushed back. Black rimmed spectacles rest over a strong but narrow nose line. His baby blue eyes flick over my body, in much the same way that Daddy’s often do, and I feel a sudden spark of electricity move along my flesh.

  He smiles at me, reaching out to cup my hand with a firm grip. “You must be the lovely Emma.”

  I glance at Daddy and he gives me a nod, as if to say “it’s okay.”

 

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