10. Vince
10
VINCE
“ V ince? ”
The whisper curls around my cock and tugs me from the depths of sleep.
“Fred?” I pull myself into a seated position and squint through the dim light of dawn.
The sheer drapes blow inward with the breeze, and Frederica quietly closes the window she must have climbed through.
“What’s going on, Angel?” I ask.
She shrugs out of her coat, walks over, climbs onto the bed, and kneels beside me. Her blue eyes are big and wild, her cheeks aglow with exertion, and her hair has been let loose from its bakery-safe braid, to fall over her shoulders in long, thick waves.
“My God , you’re beautiful.” Am I still asleep? I went to bed smelling of her and hoped I would meet her in my dreams.
Her lips twitch, and she crawls closer, to straddle my lap. She takes my face in her hands, and kisses me with a passion I’ve longed for all my life.
I slide my palms along her thick little thighs and grip the bare, fleshy globes of her ass. She swallows my moans with a greediness that makes my cock swell until its skin feels tight.
The girl never wears any fucking underwear, and I sleep naked. These two facts have me quickly pushing the covers down, so I can feel her wet heat slicking my shaft again. Lit by a fury of need, I tug the skirt of her dress from between us, and rumble happily when her skin presses to mine. I guide her hips to rock, but she needs no encouragement. She came here with a purpose, and it’s heaven to have her in my bed.
She breaks free from the kiss. “ Vince .”
“I’m here, Angel. Tell me what you need.”
“I want your babies.” She throws her whole body into the demand when she kisses me again.
My cock jerks at her, and she utters a pretty whimper against my lips before she pulls back. “I don’t know how or what that could look like yet,” she says, “but I need you to know what I’m longing for every time we’re together. There’s a connection here. You’re warm and thoughtful and sexy, and when you’re near me, I feel more alive. I’m a shinier version of myself. Maybe not on the outside, which would be weird, but on the inside, I’m all lit up. Everywhere . My head, my heart, between my legs… I crave your giant cock like nothing I’ve ever known, Vince. The idea of you, coming inside me and giving me a child that’s of you, makes me so happy, I’d hope for twins. Or triplets. I just… ”
The sun is rising, and the more light there is to see by, the more enamored I become. She snuck into my room, to tell me she wants my babies?
“Pinch me,” I murmur, holding her hard against me. “Tell me I’m not dreaming.”
She tugs my hair with both hands and uses her grip to guide my attention to her face. “You’re awake.” She tightens her fists, until I grunt at the sting and my cock betrays my enjoyment. “And I’m trying to tell you that I don’t know how to have a real relationship. I’ve never done it before, and I don’t want anyone to be scared or hurt, but I also don’t want to make a baby and never see you again, either. Which is how I thought it might be when I first met you, because I didn’t know how it could be… It’s different than I thought, and now I’m all confused. I like you, Vince. I can’t let you leave without knowing how much, because I want this, but I need to figure out how I can have it.”
I stare at her. What should I say, when it’s so early, and I’m not sure I’ve understood what she’s telling me? She actually thought I’d agree to knock her up and leave town without ever knowing if she and the kid were safe and well and taken care of? I’m relieved she knows me better than that now.
I run my finger through her soft hair. “It’s okay to not know all the details, Freddie. We can work them out as we go. I told you we wouldn’t rush this, but I’m fucking ecstatic to have you sneak in through my window this excited to be bred by my cock — that you want my fucking cum inside you. My babies. God , I love your sexy lips, with their unguarded honesty.” I grip the back of her neck and pull her mouth back to mine, but release her when I hear her pained squeak.
She sucks her lips and glances at her tits.
They’re big and beautiful and full. Ready to be milked again.
I hook my finger under the strap of her light dress and slowly slide it up and down, caressing her soft skin with my knuckle. “You want to feed me and wet my cock some more, Angel?”
She nods, her eyes alight.
I test the stretch of her dress. The shirring is conveniently elasticated, which is why it was so easy to get it off her earlier, but I try a different tactic this time. I spread the skirt out like a flower in bloom, so it won’t get caught between us when she’s grinding on me, and then I gently tug the stretchy bust down just enough to carefully extract her swollen breasts. With her straps still on her shoulders, the dress props her exposed tits into a delightfully proud position, and my mouth waters.
Do I look like a monster, about to devour her? I fucking feel like one. Especially when I think about how good it would be to shove my cock inside her while I feast at her breast. I strain beneath her at the thought, and she glides her slick cleft along my shaft, pausing at the bulbous flare of my tip and swiveling her hips in the most incredible tease.
She concentrates her rubbing efforts there a while, and I grit my teeth and moan, as my cock tries to jerk its way inside her. The fat head wedges at her entrance, and we both gasp. She rocks herself at me again — testing — but I’m so obviously too big. She grabs my shoulders for support and ruts harder, but I grip her hips, to keep her from trying.
“Not yet, Angel. You’ll hurt yourself.” I angle my cock at her cunt and tug her closer, making her grunt when I force her tight hole to take my tip but can’t forge inside. “Think of it like a gym workout. Lots of stretching and warmups required, to keep from getting injured.”
“Then keep pushing. Stretch me and make me warm.” She tilts her pelvis back and forth, and at first, she seems to be trying to find a way to take me, but then I realize, she’s enjoying herself. Her panted little breaths are to die for, and she’s gushing all over my cock.
My hair stands on end with how good it feels to be this close to getting inside her.
“You like the way this feels, Angel? Your precious little cunt, being spread tight by a massive cock that can’t quite fit?”
“ Mmm… ”
Fuck . I do too. If she can only take my tip, then I want her to come on my tip. I pull my cock away from her, and she makes a needy mewling sound, like I stole her favorite toy.
“We need gravity. On your knees while you straddle me,” I command, lifting her to help get her into position faster. I spread her dress out again, so it won’t get in the way, and then slide the head of my cock between her legs, holding my erection at full salute, so she can only approach in a downward direction.
She lowers herself around my tip without encouragement, and her eyes go wide as her direct weight helps her to take me a fraction deeper .
We lock gazes.
Is her heart beating as fast as mine? Does she want it as badly as I do?
“No fucking,” I say firmly “We’re only playing and getting you stretched.” I make the ruling as much for myself as for her. If I lose control and thrust too wildly, I’ll hurt her terribly, and that’s the last thing I want. If she keeps adjusting her hips and making mmm sounds, I could blow my load inside her snug cunt this morning and start a baby before we even get to fucking. The idea excites me way too much, when there are high-impact, life-changing consequences involved that we haven’t finished discussing.
But we both want me to breed her.
“No losing control,” I say in a warning tone — to myself, mainly.
She nods and takes my jaw in her hand, stroking it a few times before guiding me to her breast.
My cock strains at her pussy, and we both moan before I’ve even taken her nipple into my mouth.
“ Vince .”
“I know, Angel. It’s going to feel so fucking good when I get inside you. When I shove deep, I’ll come so hard, you’ll taste it.”
Her cunt gives a little squeeze, and my cock surges at her again. I’m probably smearing her little hole with pre-cum every time I get turned on and make my dick stand taller. I read that can get a woman pregnant. I should probably stop. Unseat myself from her gorgeous, tight, quivering heat.
At the same time as I forbid myself to continue, I grip her harder, so she’ll stay. I jerk my cock at her on purpose. She gasps and gets wedged onto me even further, and I don’t regret a fucking thing. I hope I’m spilling pre-cum into her pussy. I hope she’s stretched open enough for my seed to get inside and take root. We may not have worked out details, but I’ll do right by her and my babies. That’s all that matters.
I latch on to her breast and suckle hungrily, moaning when her letdown comes and her sweetness hits my tongue. It’s like unblocking a dammed river and finally allowing it to flow, and her whole body relaxes in my arms, as if she’s ready to get swept away. She slips down my cock a little more, before seizing tight with a whimper, pulled taut around its broad head.
“ Vince . Shit . Mmm .” She angles herself this way and that, giving me an absolute thrill as she tries to adjust to the gargantuan intrusion.
I tug at her breast harder, loving her gasps and her eager dousing of my erection with her juices. I dig my fingers into her glorious ass cheeks and apply a little more downward pressure while she squirms.
Her response is beautiful. She doesn’t resist — if anything, she’s working with me, to stretch her pretty hole. She’s managed to wedge herself nearly halfway onto the flared head of my dick. She’s got the thickest part to go, but given some more time, we’ll be beautifully compatible.
Time . There’s never enough of it to achieve what I want, and having to constantly wait for what I desperately desire is the worst kind of torture.
I suckle at her breast so ravenously, there’ll be no doubt in her mind how much I want this. It all feels right , and so damn good. It takes all my control not to shove myself inside her. The animal within me is eager to claim her hard, by forcing my cock deep, seeding her, and keeping her held in place until it takes. But that’s not in the cards for today, and I need to calm the fuck down.
Her flow lessens, and I suckle harder, to get her creamier milk. She starts to move more, slipping around on the head of my cock because she’s so fucking wet. I pin her hard and feel her tight cunt twitch at my tip, like she’s giving it wet little kisses.
I keep sucking when her breast runs dry, because she loves what I’m doing, and I want to bring in even more of her milk, so we can do this all the time. Every day. It makes me feel powerful over her body in a way that gets my balls tight, and my cock heaves toward its goal.
She bites her lips on a moan and yanks at my hair, keeping me in place at her breast while she gets more aggressive with her hip movements. She’s totally going to come, perched on the end of my cock, and I’m going to get as deep as I can before she goes off.
I switch to her other breast, latch on in a big way, and pull her milk into flow. She mutters unintelligible words, and when the letdown comes, her body relaxes like it did last time. I use her added give to my advantage and force her down onto my dick at the same time as I give a measure thrust upward. She catches a half-inch lower, stuck just below halfway on the head of my cock. She pants and whines and begs me for relief, only to deny wanting any. My suckling seems to help her adjust, so I tug at her breast even harder until she forgets any worries and releases her tension.
She’s so beautiful to watch and play with and feed from. I swallow her down, grateful for the nourishment, because being this turned on is thirsty work, and she tastes so fucking good. I may become addicted — to her milk, to her moans of pleasure, to her soft chub and ambitious ideas about taking my cock inside her.
The door to my bedroom swings open, and Daryl flies through it, launches himself onto the bed, and starts jumping. “ Morning is he ?—”
“ No ,” I shout, at the same time as Freddie cries out in alarm from my giant fucking cock impaling her. Fully . Repeatedly — the bouncing has set us in motion.
It feels fucking amazing — for me — but from her stricken face, it isn’t as good for her.
“ Fuck . Are you okay, Angel?” I grip her tight, so we don’t move as much, and yell at Daryl to stop, but even when he has, the bed takes time to settle under his weight.
I should not be so ready to fucking come right now, but fuck . The up and down movement, and having her heat all around me…
I clamp my abs as hard as I can to keep from blowing my load.
“Talk to me, Freddie,” I growl through clenched teeth, while I stave off the orgasm. “Tell me I didn’t just rip you wide open.”
Her mouth is as wide as her eyes, but she’s too busy panting and gasping, to tell me how bad it is .
“ Holy shit ,” Daryl croaks. He stands and stares, like he’s in a state of shock.
I point an I-mean-business finger at him. “Don’t fucking move, Daz. Don’t even breathe .” I want him off the bed, but if he moves a muscle, I’m definitely creaming Fred’s cunt, and I don’t want to do that if she’s torn inside and in terrible pain. That would be unforgivable.
Slowly, carefully, I raise the front of Fred’s dress, so he can’t see her gorgeously rosy tits, and I make sure the skirt is still fanned out. Relieved he hasn’t seen her nudity, I assess the situation as best I can.
She’s halfway down my fucking shaft, and her poor little cunt is hugging my cock so tightly, I could tear her in two. “Oh, Angel . Is it bad? Breathe, baby. Tell me what you need.”
She nods and taps at the arm I have wrapped tight around her waist.
I release her, and she exhales with a moan that sounds a lot less pained than it should.
“I’m okay,” she whispers. “Now that my lungs can function.” Using my shoulders for support, she tilts her hips, swivels them a little, and then rises up my cock, until the flare of my head keeps her from going any further, like a barb on a hook.
I’ve caught myself a fucking keeper.
She’s a tight fit, but I’m inside her, and I’m so hard and swollen, we’re trapped. There’s no way I’ll be able to pull out unless I’m soft, and I can’t see that happening when she feels so fucking beautiful. I’ll either have to come or be stuck like this, until we can find a way to deflate me .
Fred eases herself back down my shaft. Fuck . We’re doing it. And she glides easily.
God , this feels fucking fantastic.
I let my head fall back with a rumble of deep approval, but when she tries to rise off me again and only ends up tugging at my cock end, I grip the headboard and clench my lower abs with all my might, as I shake my head. “Stop, Angel. I’m begging. Gimme a sec.”
Fred stills, and then slowly slides back down my shaft — as if that makes me want to come any less.
“Well, I’m not going anywhere in a hurry, but I’m not sad about it.” She smiles and watches me with sparkling eyes, as she rolls her hips in a slow circle. “I think Daryl can breathe now, at least.”
He releases a huge gush of air and drags in a massive breath. “Oh, thank God,” he says, dropping to his knees.
The bed shifts with his movement, and Freddie’s eyelids flicker closed. She presses her lips together, and then rocks her hips, until she closes the gap between us and has something to grind against.
She’s definitely not hurting. She’s stretched full of cock, and she likes it. Her pussy ripples around me with a threatening orgasm, and the headboard breaks in my fist.
“ Hey ,” Daryl says in surprise.
I toss a piece of splintered wood at him, but my eyes are on Fred. “I’ll fix it later,” I mumble, as I take hold of her hips to keep her still. “You can leave now, by the way,” I tell him.
“Right.” He nods and shuffles his way off the bed in a way that makes Freddie shiver and squeeze at my cock a few times.
“Take this.” I wave him back for the bigger piece of wood that just gave way in my hand, and I make sure I hold it just out of his reach, so he has to knock the bed a few more times to grab it. My sweet milky mama utters more pretty sounds for me, and I shoo Daryl away again, anxious to feel her come around my cock before I cut loose inside her. “Close the door behind you,” I grind out through my teeth.
“Roger that.” He does as I ask loudly enough for me to hear the latch click.
I grab Freddie’s dress, pull it over her head, and support her to lean back, so I can see absolutely everything I was hiding from Daryl.
She’s exquisite.
Her bright eyes and flushed face are framed by her loose, wild-looking hair. Her gorgeous tits are still pink and pretty from being scuffed up by my beard and mouth. I can’t look at her soft little belly without wanting to fill it with a fucking baby, and if I see her thighs jiggle again from trying to buck and grind at the same time, I’m going to lose my will to hold back.
But the pièce de résistance — the thing that is now giving me splinters from holding the bed frame this tightly — is watching my mammoth-sized cock, soaked and shining with her juices, sliding in and out of her perfect, stretched-taut cunt. The sight of it makes me swell and jerk, and seeing what that does to her? Hearing the way it makes her moan? Feeling her slurp at my cock even more excitedly?
“ Vince . You’re going to make me come.” She whines the words, like she’s not ready for her fun to end yet. Like I’m a bad man, for making her come so quickly.
“ Fuck me , Angel. How are you this fucking perfect?”
This tiny little woman I could almost scoop up and carry in my pocket… is going to take my giant cock deep and make it hers.
I grip the headboard even harder and brace myself with a growl against the impending throb of pleasure demanding to explode from me. “Show me what you’ve got, Freddie. Fuck that fat cock like you want my babies.”
Her thighs squeeze at my sides, and she thrusts and bumps against me, like she’s desperate for my seed.
“ Mmm… You need to be bred bad . Don’t you, Angel? Practically begging to carry my big fucking baby in this pretty little body, and I’m going to give you what you want. You’ll wear that belly like a goddess, baby girl. If you come on my cock, I won’t be able to hold back. I’m going to fill you to the fucking eyeballs. You’ll have cum dripping from you all week.”
She fucks me even faster. All revved up, with nowhere to go but O-town, her cunt tightens, and she pants and cries and squirts her powerful release.
The force of it hits me on so many wonderful levels.
Her pleasure drips from my skin and my curls, and she squeezes my cock so forcefully, it rattles my resolve loose. The headboard cracks again under the strain of my grip, and I can’t stave off my pleasure any longer because of the miracle that is her.
The back of the bed gives way, and so do I.
I grab her ass and thrust into her tight, spasming depths .
A roar tears from my throat, and I spurt jet after jet of hot seed in to her clenching cunt. Like a man possessed, I pull her breast into my mouth, eager to sate my thirst while I slake my lust.
I hold her trembling body to me, and strain my muscles, to force the last of my seed into her, while I probe the final fluttering ripples from her pussy. Eventually, I drape her limp body over mine and let her rest.
“You were wonderful, Angel,” I whisper as I stroke her back.
“I think I peed your bed,” she says in a quiet, scared voice.
I shake my head. “No, baby girl. You squirted when you came, because my big cock made you feel so full and happy. It’s a good thing, and I loved it so much, I’m going to lick it from your thighs.”
Less swollen and more lubricated now, I slip from her dripping cunt and lay her out on her back, to do just that.
She gasps, fists the bedding, and twitches her pussy at me, releasing little gushes of my seed in a beautiful well-bred mess. It drips down to shine her asshole, and I push it inside there, fucking my thumb in and out, while she bubbles more cum from her pussy. I smear that up over her clit, and she arches her back and presents her chest, as she presses her head back into the mattress. Her nipples point straight up, like twin peaks. She’s the picture of femininity.
I smile and look back at the mess between her legs. Femininity and fertility . She’s positively covered in jizz. My jizz.
“ Oh, Angel .” My cock is determined to stand back up, and I know where I want to shove it. “Your creamed cunt is so fucking pretty, I want to fuck it some more.”
“ Mmm … Will you fit?”
I slip my thumb out of her ass and loom over her, like a fucking giant. I spread her pussy lips wide and nudge the head of my cock up against her cum-slicked entrance. “One way to find out,” I rumble, pushing against her to see if she’ll give.
She does, and I pull back, only to forge deeper in a long, full thrust.
Her knuckles blanch white with the severity of her grip on the bed sheets, but she gives one of the most joyous sounds I’ve ever heard — sort of a triumphant laugh that morphs into a deep, seductive moan. “ Mmm . Thank you, universe,” she mumbles through smiling lips.
And I concur.
I pump my cock in and out of her wet heat, building up speed. “So fucking good, Angel. Can you take more?”
“Give it to me.”
I driver deeper and more firmly, testing how much impact she can take.
She cries out and clamps her heels at my sides. “That’s my limit.”
“Got it.” I look at the remaining two inches of cock she hasn’t managed to take, and nod before I pull back. “That’s pretty fucking incredible for such a wee thing, Freddie. I’m impressed.”
She shines under the praise and her eyes sparkle up at me as I fuck her in the sweet zone. “I like the way your massive balls smack my ass in this position,” she says before closing her eyes and broadening her smile. “And how drenched with cum I sound.”
I grunt as fingers of pleasure wrap around my balls and tighten their grip. “I love your well-bred little cunt slathering its wetness all over my big sack too, baby.” I fuck her faster, loving how she feels around my cock. There’s no way I’ll have time to make her come again before I blow.
The orgasm is upon me before I can even hope to contain it, and I still within her, as it shudders through me. “Take it inside, Angel.” I pulse my rushing seed at her limits. “Keep it safe.”