You’ve been awake in bed for a while since the baby started kicking again. Glancing at the clock, it’s almost time for the man that made your dream come true to be home. Struggling to sit up in bed, your feet find the floor as you stand groping for the light switch and flip it. The first thing your gaze is drawn to is your veiny aching tits with their darkened nipples and just below them your belly swollen with our child. Knees, ankles and feet aching from the child growing inside you, a potent reminder that you’re happily pregnant at last. As much as you enjoy admiring the changes to your body first hand, the true winner is the body sized mirror I insisted go at the end of the bed. Everyday it reflects your growing body for you to behold in its every square inch of glory. Seeing yourself can’t help but run your hands down your new body with all its extra curves granted by pregnancy and admire the glow pregnancy has brought you. Your love of being pregnant has only grown everyday and now you can’t imagine going a day without another one of our children growing inside you. As soon as you’re ready you’ll be back to draining me to get pregnant again. And again and again, so many times as you can.

Sitting at the foot of the bed to gorge on the view of yourself. Your thoughts drift back to when we were trying for you to get pregnant, neither of doubting that you would it was only a matter of when. Something about taking load after load of my cum made you feral for it, you needed it more than anything else. Your need for my cum was only enhanced knowing that I wanted, no NEEDED you to take all of it and get pregnant as fast as we could make you. It was the start of free use between us to the extreme. You’d started waking me up at all hours of the night desperate for more and when I wouldn’t wake up from being too tired? You simply helped yourself, riding me even while I slept to keep yourself as full of my cum as possible. You’d started making me take supplements to boost my body’s ability to produce semen. When it wasn’t enough you’d taken to driving by my work for a quickie on my breaks going so far as to find a spot with no cameras and waiting for me everyday. Sneaking us away even during family functions to the bathroom to get your womb the hot fresh cum you were aching for, to rejoin the function pretending as though you hadn’t just been begging for me to cum in you as our juices soak your panties. Dragging me into the bushes while walking the dogs became the regular, even multiple times a walk. Our home life devolved into almost constant sex ending with creampies beyond counting. Your pussy and hips had been constantly sore from all the pounding and being spread open, but the hollow ache between your hips had only driven you further to get more cum inside you. It didn’t matter the circumstances but you couldn’t bear to know there was more in my balls that hadn’t been pumped into you. You needed every single drop the second it was ready.

We’d not bothered with tests but the relief you’d felt when your period was beyond late and the happiness we’d shared at that moment? The best day of our lives easily.

Leaning back you fish your phone off the nightstand and scroll through your private album of us. The first video filming in front of the mirror as I fucked you doggy style while facing it. Your generous(at the time) tits bouncing around even though your womb was empty and your stomach mostly flat. Scrolling through each video making it more apparent you’d gotten pregnant by the increasing size of your belly. During the pregnancy you might not have been as cum hungry but you’d certainly been cock hungry and thoughts of me being inside you had kept driving you to take me inside you as often as possible. The last video in the album taken only yesterday and in the same position as the first looks so much better in your opinion. Breasts massive and full of milk, your large belly swollen full to bursting all bouncing to the rhythm of me thrusting into you. The clear look of happiness and joy on our faces, especially as I unload into you what must be the ten thousandth time as your pussy eagerly clutches and flutters making sure to milk me for everything.

The hunger for more makes its presence known as you become aware at some point you’d started fingering yourself. The old ache for my cock and cum to be in you begin to take precedence in your mind causing your pussy to flood between your thighs. Thoughts of how badly you can’t wait to be pregnant with our second, third, and fourth child result in a growing puddle between your legs. Your tits beginning to leak as your nipples harden with your arousal. You hear the door open and my call of “Honey, I’m home!” and with a smile you get up to greet me at the door. Knowing the reaction you’re going to get with milk running down the front of you and pussy juice sluicing down your inner thigh ready to take me again, so you can get more of what you need and want. My cum running down your legs after being pumped full again…