"Strokes" By Artemis “Brennnnntonnn” she breathed his name into his ears as she began nibbling on the lobes, hands sliding down his slightly pouched stomach, below his waistband. His cock was flaccid, even as she began to manipulate it, gently stroking it, trying to coax the blood into it, it remained soft and limp. At first he ignored her attempts to stimulate him, pretending to focus on the game on the screen in the corner of the room. Until she actually laid her body out and took his shaft into her mouth, that definitely got a reaction. Josine sucked him off gently, sliding him all the way to the back of her throat, always easy, Brenton quaked visibly and began bucking into her mouth, entirely too soon, but Josine was accustomed to this by now as soon as that began she withdrew her mouth and began stroking him, slowly, squeezing at the base and barely touching his throbbing mushroom head. He was finally looking at his wife, barely focused, but watching her anyway, he could not bring himself to look into her face as she straddled him, and it showed in his manhood, he began to shrink as her swollen belly, filled with his child, began to come down. “Baby, you’ll get tired quicker, let’s spoon instead.” he suggested hoarsely, knowing her energy levels were probably the same as his anyway, but it did not matter, she agreed and slid off of him, and unto her side, still stroking him to try to regain his rigor. Brenton propped his wife’s leg up and began stroking diligently, she was so moist, it was like sinking his dick into a tub of warm butter in a sock tube, still with the sock inside of it. He made it to fifth title of Harry Potter novel’s before he felt his nut begin to rise. Josine was too excited to count the minutes, he was fully erect and it felt delicious to have his fingers finally fumble across her breasts for the first time in months, he was grunting now, up on one elbow and stroking deep into her, as deep as he could get, and using both of her hands she started to bring herself to an orgasm with her husbands help. Almost as soon as she felt the first trickle of the climax pull at her core, Brenton let out a massive grunt, and shoved his cock as far forward as he could, shuddered and was still, while she was still focused on rubbing her clit to the joyful orgasm she could hear promised behind it. Too late. Brenton had stopped moving right when she needed him and the orgasm was quickly waning away into the fog of reality, the baby was suddenly too heavy on her side, and also moving around, Josine was hot and uncomfortable, and she could smell the rawness of her husband’s jizz, mixed with her own oils, both scents she adored individually, but the mix, right now, was killing her. Brenton’s skin was sticky and slimy feeling, she suddenly did not want him near her, she felt cheated, and used, disgusted and extremely annoyed. “Oh, baby, you too sweet tho, if you weren’t already pregnant I woulda put in another one” he mumbled sleepily. Josine was already climbing off the bed, that had been a grand total of almost 9 and a half minutes. An abysmal performance at best. As she buttoned up her cotton house dress she heard his first snores kick in. “Oh that’s just ridiculous now, look at this shit for me!” she grumbled going out of the bedroom and heading towards the shower. After another shower she was feeling calm again, the sun was setting and the evening was cool, it was time for another round of baby preparations, she wasn’t going to touch the nursery again, she was too clumsy now, accidentally touching those fresh painted walls would be a sure thing within moments of lugging the crib, car seat, stroller and any other thing into the room from the garage, and then she remembered the diapers, she needed to see what he had gotten, if there were any with the navel cut outs, or if all were straight waist.
Posted on: Sun, 29 Sep 2013 01:46:19 +0000
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