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A dream...a simple fantasy....
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A dream...a simple fantasy.... It is still early and we are going to a hotel on the beach. For the last two hours, I have been asleep while you drove. I sleep alot now. Your love making into the early hours, as well as carrying your baby, and work keeps me tired. Happy but tired all the time. It is warm and you put the convertible top down on the BMW and let my seat back when I fell asleep at the last rest stop. The past few months you decided to make sure I am able to produce enough milk to keep the baby fed and to donate to the milk bank. In addition to how much attention you pay my breasts, you use a breast pump every two hours. I now am in full milk even before the baby arrives. On the drive you saw how full they are and open my shirt. They are hard, swollen and heavy. You notice a small drop of milk is starting to leak from a dark nipple. Soon they will ache and need to be pumped. You make the decision to let me sleep in comfort and unbutton my shirt. You enjoy the sweet taste of my milk and have made it a regular part of your diet. You drain just enough from each one to ease some of the tension but not wake me. You see that I am moaning slightly and my breathing has increased. You are careful not to wake me and want me to get as much rest as possible before we get to the hotel. Once I am at the hotel you know any rest for me tonight is out of the question. Each day you seem to want me more and in each way. You seem to maintain a constant erection and each day I leave for work you see the evidence of the nights events. My walk is not just affected by the large baby but also by the soreness between my legs. Passion marks are visible on my shoulders, breasts and thighs. You have similar marks on your chest. Leaving my shirt open is risky and you know it will bother me if I know you took a chance that other people would see me as we drive down the highway. You enjoy looking at my full breasts and dark nipples. You keep reaching over to touch them as we resume the trip. You smile as you see your baby move inside me and decide to unbutton my shirt completely. You enjoy that I have become so large wearing a bra is impractical. Sighing you decide we are going to make it to the hotel without another stop. You pull over to the side of the road and slide my seat back so that i am reclined completely. You notice that my breasts still seem to be tight and hard again and begin to leak. The dark nipples have become larger and longer from being connected to a breast pump almost hourly and the long sessions of suckling, pulling and pinching that you've started. You remember the first session when you told me you wanted to start my milk flow and would be keeping it as long as possible. The nipple cream you applied did little to ease the pain from the clamps you applied that first time. You remember how the tears looked and tasted as you explained to me that it would be better for the baby and for you if my nipples were larger and longer. "Baby, Daddy needs you to be strong. Be Daddy's good girl and breathe, it will only hurt for a little and it will get better" became a repeating recording you would make and have me play when I was to use the breast pump and clamps alone. Be Daddy's good girl, be Daddy's good girl. You don't realize you have been saying it aloud until you notice my nipples stiffen even more and your baby responding to your voice has started to move again. Pushing my skirt down, you put your hand on my swollen belly and kiss it. Damn, you curse as you look at the time and realize you should finish the drive to the beach house. Leaving my shirt open and my skirt pushed under my belly, you continue our drive south. Leaving your hand to alternate between working my swollen breasts and rubbing my belly to calm your now very active inside me. Just the slightest squeeze of my full breasts in your hand as you divert your attention intermittently from the road, and milk spills over and down the curve of my breasts. You let it run and spill down my breast onto my belly. You scoop up droplets with your finger before rubbing it in to my skin. You watch as it continues to run and catch a drop. Bringing to my lips, you moisten them and rub my bottom lip with your thumb. On the straightaway sections of road, you lean in to taste directly... being careful not to wake me. Other cars catch brief glimpses in passing, but you've managed to keep me asleep this long and none the wiser. Perked nipples and a pregnant belly mainly catch the attention of a few tractor trailers among the highway, but thankfully none blew their horns. We make a striking contrast of colors, as you see your hand resting on my dark belly. It's on a stretch of road in the middle of nowhere that my subtle moans and writhing urge you to pull off, tucked along a tractor path in a corn field. It would take a keen eye or an angry farmer to spot Us in this mostly secluded location. The engine is off and I'm fast asleep, but my dark, heaving chest calls your lips and tongue to take more of the taste. Leaning over to suckle and feast on my luscious breasts, my moans cause your hand to instinctively reach inside my skirt and feel my pussy skillfully after pulling damp panties aside. Gently aroused and waking, I become aware of the circumstances, but not so much the surroundings. Yet yielding to your touch, I accept your lead and enjoy the consequences. You exit the car and approach my side, taking my hand to walk me around to the front of the car without explanation. Wait here baby, you say to my still sleepy form. Taking out the blanket from the trunk of the car, you find a quiet spot in the grass under a tree. You carefully ease me down to the blanket. You tell me you know I am tired and sore but it's time again. You ease me back while forcing my legs apart. Taking you in my arms, I nurse you and feel your hand reach to touch my swollen pussy lips. Finding them always wet, makes you smile. Taking a long pull stimulates my letdown and you feel your mouth fill with warm milk. With a sudden inspiration you quickly push me to my back and open my legs. Seeing your name tattooed inside my thigh you push my legs even wider. Intent on having me give birth to our baby at home with a midwife, you constantly have my legs open and stretching wide daily. Taking your hands you open my pussy and then move your mouth until you are now letting the milk drain into my open pussy. Stretch baby, you tell me. I know you want me to open my legs as wide as i can and hold them open. Then turn over so I am on my hands and knees and spread again. My breasts and belly both hang as you put your fingers in my open pussy. As much as you enter me, it is still sensitive and tight. You are so aroused you shove your swollen cock into me. As I cry out, you realize what you've done. " I'm sorry baby, Daddy just needs you, relax and take it", you whisper in my ear. I tense up and you tell me again to relax. I tense up and you tell me again this time more firmly to relax. Our starts to move and you put your hand on my belly and say "you relax too, I didn't mean to hurt Mommy but I need her". I am not sure why but he seems to stop moving and you enter me again. "You're my very special girl little one. Open up wide for Daddy, open, I know you're still tender from last night and this morning but you're my big girl and you can take it'. "You can take it baby and you need it." You grab my hips and start to push deeper and harder into me. I can't help but moan as you take me. I feel your hands move as, I realize you have now noticed my puckered little entrance to my ass. "Ah, look at that, does Daddy need to fill that little hole for you?" You laugh and pump harder and faster until you once again fill me with your hot cum. "Ah look at that, those lips are dripping little one, squeeze that little pussy and keep daddy's cum inside you". "Remember, I taught you this is called a cream pie baby. You have a delicious looking cream pie baby. Tighten and keep it in for Daddy, that's my good girl ". Suddenly you see the drops of milk now leaking out of my nipples and realize how full I am. "Look at daddy's little one, those beautiful brown breasts stay so full of milk, that swollen belly full with my and now your tight little pussy full of cream. Can you take much more from Daddy little one? I think you can take alot more. Now relax one more time for Daddy." You reach in your pocket and pull out a tiny little silver anal plug and using some of my own milk you wet it and slide it into my bottom. Seeing me tense, you tell me to relax and breathe. One more time you reach in your pocket and pull out what looks like a tiny egg and slip it into my cum filled pussy. Smacking me on my ass you say "hold it in baby it's time for us to go." I start to try to get up. "Wait baby let me help you." You reach down and help me to stand. "My poor tired girl, you can go back to sleep when we get back to the car I promise". I reach down to start to remove your toys and you stop me. "No baby, I need those to stay in." I start to put my skirt and shirt back on and you take them both. "No baby, no need to put on clothes now. You are beautiful just the way you are." You help me back to the car and carefully put a towel down on the seat put the tiny travel pillow back behind my head and cover me with a blanket. You kiss me as you buckle my seat belt and then realize, I haven't said anything the entire time. "Is something wrong baby? ". "No, Daddy", I say. You get in the car and start to ease back on the road. Within minutes, i have fallen back to sleep and you start to ease the blanket down until it is just barely covering my legs. Taking a tiny remote out of the glove box you flip a switch and the egg in my pussy and the plug in my bottom start to vibrate. In my sleep I start to moan and you decide to keep them on for the rest of the ride. Determined to make it to the beach house without stopping again you get us back on the road. On the lowest setting, the vibrations keep me aroused but I am still asleep somehow. You can see it is hard for me to sit comfortably due to the plug in my bottom. I have turned slightly but you reach over and touch me. With just over another hour until we make it to the beach house, you decide to let me rest. You turn the plugs off with the remote and see me start to drift back to sleep. At the next light, you reach down and spread my legs. Quickly you pull out the tiny egg. It is slick and covered with a mixture of our juices. With the egg removed and me asleep, nothing stops the flow of juice from seeping out of me and coating the towel in the seat. My hand reaches out and rests on my belly. You notice the bracelet locked on my wrist. I have worn it since we first began to talk. The key long since given to you, I don't remember a time when it wasn't there. Reaching out you cover my hand with yours and you feel your baby kick. As i sleep, my dreams are filled with thoughts of you. You feel me relax as your baby continues to move. Im smiling in my sleep. You mind drifts to the memories of our life together. You start to smile to yourself and continue the drive. You don't notice that I have opened my eyes and have been looking at you. "Daddy", I say quietly. "Yes, baby", you look at me and say. I ask if we are almost there and you tell me almost. I sign and close my eyes again. "Open for me baby", you say and take the egg and put it back inside me. This time you raise the intensity of the dial and watch as I start to moan. I reach out to cover myself with the blanket and you suddenly turn the dial off. |
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