Here's a sex scene from my latest story you guys! It is by far the most intense birth scene I've ever written. I kind of surprised even myself with it. It's about Sherri, a lonely housewife who wants to get back at her crappy husband. She gets pregnant to get back at him. I hope you like it!
“How do you get all the way down like that? I know I’m not that big, but big enough.” She laughed. “Old trick I learned in college.” “What trick?”
“Just keep sucking dick.” She giggled, her tits bouncing as she leaned back to see him. “If you suck dick, you’ll never have to worry about getting all knocked up by an asshole.” “ahh.” “And if you do it enough, you get used to it!” She smiled. She managed to sit back up, get onto her feet and hobble to the bathroom. “I’ll be back, can you order us some food?” “Sure, anything special?” “No, pizza, subs, chicken wings, chinese, whatever you want.” “Alright.”
She left, only pants on, and he looked for delivery. A few minutes later, he heard the shower start. He sat back for a while on the bed. “Can you help me with something Charlie?” “Sure!” He got up and walked to the bathroom and cracked the door. “Everything okay?” “Yea, come here a minute.” He opened the door completely walking in, and shut it behind him. “What’s up?” “Can you help me with something?” “Uh, what’s that?”
She pulled the curtain back, revealing her giant wet body, glistening in the hot shower water. “Help me lather up?” “Oh god yes.” He stepped in, still naked. She poured enormous amounts of body wash into her hands, rubbing it where she could, on him and herself. He stepped under the water, getting wet himself. She stroked him off, getting him stiff and big again. It didn’t take much. Only this time he was empty, so it’d take a bit longer she hoped. “I don’t know, we might have to move this operation to the bed. I’m not very mobile. But I’d like to try.” “I’ll do my best.” His hands rubbed all over her belly, lathering it with white suds.
He turned her around, wrapping himself around her, as much as he could. Feeling every crevice of her tight bulging body, wet with soap and steamy water. His dick rubbing against her ass. “If I manage to bend a bit, do you think you can manage?” She said, turning her head to tell him. The running water forcing her hair into her face. “I can see, yea.” She leaned over, stretching both hands out on the shower wall, backing her bottom half into him, nearly forcing him into the wall behind him. “That’s as far as I can go.” “Okay, give me a second.” He said. He grabbed his cock and maneuvered it around under her ass, between her supple legs, now thick from waddling around carrying so much around all day. He had to bend at the knees a bit, which was tough, but he found his mark and gently pushed into her, looking up at her backside for a reaction in the stream of water hitting her back.
She practically screamed when he did. He nearly pulled back but it sounded half human. He continued the rest of the way, forcing more of himself in. He hadn’t felt anything like it before. her pussy was enlarged at the edges, puffy, almost. She was plenty tight, especially at that angle, but something felt different. He finally pushed the rest of the way in, and she groaned as loud as she could over the sounds of the water from the shower head. “You okay?” He asked. “Yea, you?” She panted, already sounding out of breath. “You let me know when you’re tired alright?” “Shut up and fuck me.” She snarled. So he did.”
He pulled out nearly all the way and thrust himself into her as hard as he could and she lurched forward, grabbing her belly with an arm, sliding a bit down the wall. “Oh god.” She sounded like she was being murdered. But it was all pleasure.
He grabbed her at the hips right above the bulge of her ass on both sides and basked in her shiny smooth skin as he positioned himself to slam into her again. He was going slow, but really giving it to her. She moaned with every swift stab he took. Her tits flailing in the air, milky water dripping from both nipples like faucets themselves, broken, unable to stop the flow. They hit her chin on occasion. After a minute she slid down further. She could no longer as her belly pressed against her legs. She widened them as far as the tub would allow. He helped her back up the wall a few inches once in a while when she slipped too far down the wall while maintaining his rhythm. “God, you're…So…Sexy.” She managed between thrusts. He said nothing. He reached over for her breasts and teased her nipped in between his fingers. “Fuuuck.” She moaned. He felt the stream from both of them. It literally was like he was milking her.
There was a knock at the door. “Shit, the food.” He didn’t stop. “You…should…get…that.” He quickened his pace for a few thrusts and pulled out, she moaned as he did. He made sure she was upright and quickly wrapped a towel around himself, handing her another. “God these are small.” She said as he walked out. She toweled off and waited for the sound of the door before she emerged. “I think he saw my hard on.” He said laughing at her as she walked in. He was holding a brown bag of food. “That’s what you get!” He dropped it on the tiny table in the room and cracked it open. "Excuse me!” She let go of the towel and let it fall. “You’re going to finish me off before you have a bite of whatever that is!”
“Shit, I’m hungry.” He said, letting his own fall and grabbing her. They fell on the bed and he climbed on top. He paused, wondering how to go about it for a moment. “I know, it’s going to be tough.” She said. “I’m too big for missionary, don’t bother.” She turned on to her side. “Like this.” He got behind her and spooned her, one hand around her, already fondling her huge chest, the other, guiding himself in as she widened her legs to assist him in. From a different angle, a different sensation. She moaned wildly as they began fucking furiously on the bed, her belly now stabilized lying on the bed. She held her tits tightly, squeezing her nipples and pulling at them forcing more milk out as she bit her lip. She was once again soaking wet and gave him more to slide in and out with ease. Her ass became red as he slammed into her over and over again. His outer hand found her belly and he caressed it as he shifted into her sideways again and again. She grasped at a pillow, then the stark white comforter and pulled it to her face, taking a huge chunk into her mouth to stifle her screams. He was ripping her insides apart and she was incensed by it.
Beat - A Lina Clayton story
“How do you get all the way down like that? I know I’m not that big, but big enough.” She laughed. “Old trick I learned in college.” “What trick?”
“Just keep sucking dick.” She giggled, her tits bouncing as she leaned back to see him. “If you suck dick, you’ll never have to worry about getting all knocked up by an asshole.” “ahh.” “And if you do it enough, you get used to it!” She smiled. She managed to sit back up, get onto her feet and hobble to the bathroom. “I’ll be back, can you order us some food?” “Sure, anything special?” “No, pizza, subs, chicken wings, chinese, whatever you want.” “Alright.”
She left, only pants on, and he looked for delivery. A few minutes later, he heard the shower start. He sat back for a while on the bed. “Can you help me with something Charlie?” “Sure!” He got up and walked to the bathroom and cracked the door. “Everything okay?” “Yea, come here a minute.” He opened the door completely walking in, and shut it behind him. “What’s up?” “Can you help me with something?” “Uh, what’s that?”
She pulled the curtain back, revealing her giant wet body, glistening in the hot shower water. “Help me lather up?” “Oh god yes.” He stepped in, still naked. She poured enormous amounts of body wash into her hands, rubbing it where she could, on him and herself. He stepped under the water, getting wet himself. She stroked him off, getting him stiff and big again. It didn’t take much. Only this time he was empty, so it’d take a bit longer she hoped. “I don’t know, we might have to move this operation to the bed. I’m not very mobile. But I’d like to try.” “I’ll do my best.” His hands rubbed all over her belly, lathering it with white suds.
He turned her around, wrapping himself around her, as much as he could. Feeling every crevice of her tight bulging body, wet with soap and steamy water. His dick rubbing against her ass. “If I manage to bend a bit, do you think you can manage?” She said, turning her head to tell him. The running water forcing her hair into her face. “I can see, yea.” She leaned over, stretching both hands out on the shower wall, backing her bottom half into him, nearly forcing him into the wall behind him. “That’s as far as I can go.” “Okay, give me a second.” He said. He grabbed his cock and maneuvered it around under her ass, between her supple legs, now thick from waddling around carrying so much around all day. He had to bend at the knees a bit, which was tough, but he found his mark and gently pushed into her, looking up at her backside for a reaction in the stream of water hitting her back.
She practically screamed when he did. He nearly pulled back but it sounded half human. He continued the rest of the way, forcing more of himself in. He hadn’t felt anything like it before. her pussy was enlarged at the edges, puffy, almost. She was plenty tight, especially at that angle, but something felt different. He finally pushed the rest of the way in, and she groaned as loud as she could over the sounds of the water from the shower head. “You okay?” He asked. “Yea, you?” She panted, already sounding out of breath. “You let me know when you’re tired alright?” “Shut up and fuck me.” She snarled. So he did.”
He pulled out nearly all the way and thrust himself into her as hard as he could and she lurched forward, grabbing her belly with an arm, sliding a bit down the wall. “Oh god.” She sounded like she was being murdered. But it was all pleasure.
He grabbed her at the hips right above the bulge of her ass on both sides and basked in her shiny smooth skin as he positioned himself to slam into her again. He was going slow, but really giving it to her. She moaned with every swift stab he took. Her tits flailing in the air, milky water dripping from both nipples like faucets themselves, broken, unable to stop the flow. They hit her chin on occasion. After a minute she slid down further. She could no longer as her belly pressed against her legs. She widened them as far as the tub would allow. He helped her back up the wall a few inches once in a while when she slipped too far down the wall while maintaining his rhythm. “God, you're…So…Sexy.” She managed between thrusts. He said nothing. He reached over for her breasts and teased her nipped in between his fingers. “Fuuuck.” She moaned. He felt the stream from both of them. It literally was like he was milking her.
There was a knock at the door. “Shit, the food.” He didn’t stop. “You…should…get…that.” He quickened his pace for a few thrusts and pulled out, she moaned as he did. He made sure she was upright and quickly wrapped a towel around himself, handing her another. “God these are small.” She said as he walked out. She toweled off and waited for the sound of the door before she emerged. “I think he saw my hard on.” He said laughing at her as she walked in. He was holding a brown bag of food. “That’s what you get!” He dropped it on the tiny table in the room and cracked it open. "Excuse me!” She let go of the towel and let it fall. “You’re going to finish me off before you have a bite of whatever that is!”
“Shit, I’m hungry.” He said, letting his own fall and grabbing her. They fell on the bed and he climbed on top. He paused, wondering how to go about it for a moment. “I know, it’s going to be tough.” She said. “I’m too big for missionary, don’t bother.” She turned on to her side. “Like this.” He got behind her and spooned her, one hand around her, already fondling her huge chest, the other, guiding himself in as she widened her legs to assist him in. From a different angle, a different sensation. She moaned wildly as they began fucking furiously on the bed, her belly now stabilized lying on the bed. She held her tits tightly, squeezing her nipples and pulling at them forcing more milk out as she bit her lip. She was once again soaking wet and gave him more to slide in and out with ease. Her ass became red as he slammed into her over and over again. His outer hand found her belly and he caressed it as he shifted into her sideways again and again. She grasped at a pillow, then the stark white comforter and pulled it to her face, taking a huge chunk into her mouth to stifle her screams. He was ripping her insides apart and she was incensed by it.
Beat - A Lina Clayton story
