When the Sun Hits Chapter 19: New Years
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“Darling, is it fitting?” Eddie said from outside the master bathroom door.
I pull the shirt down only for it to come back up. The new clothes he got me for Christmas all mostly fit. Just not this one. It is New Years eve, we are all going to celebrate today somewhere where I can actually participate, unlike Ice Skating.
I open the door to show Eddie, who is sitting on the edge of the bed, watching.
He laughs, “Oh darling, your cuuute belly poking out, it's so adorable! Get over here!”
I take a few steps forward and I’m in his arms already.
I giggle, running my hands through his hair. “I swear, at this rate I will have to buy new shirts every other week.”
“I love it so much…” He says, rubbing his hands all over my tummy. “I am so happy to know you little girls are growing so well, and so fast.” He moved his head against them. “I love you both so much. More than life itself.”
“They are SO big. From now compared to the beginning of December it was definitely noticeable without clothes covering it, but it's been noticeable with clothes now…”
“Oh darling…remember what those books said? Each baby can get as big as a watermelon… speaking of, we need to reread those books together and cuddle.”
“I agree…and god damn…two watermelons…”
“Isn’t that great? I love watching you grow my babies inside you, so much, darling. It is magnificent, all of it, every second.”
I blush… “I really…like watching too…it is just all so beautiful…”
“Pregnancy suits you so well, my love. It was meant to be.”
“Thank you, but I gotta find something that actually fits for our outing downtown tonight…”
“Wait, what about those dresses I bought you for Christmas? Did you try them on yet, darling?”
“Oh, yeah! Thanks for reminding me!”
“Let me grab them for you.”
He laid a few dresses out onto the bed that are brand new. All of them have extra fabric around where the belly goes. I decided to put on a grey, off the shoulder long sleeve knit bodycon dress. He helped me into it, adjusting the fabric against me perfectly so it fit against the bump nicely and smoothly.
“So gorgeous, darling. Look at yourself in the mirror.” Eddie said, easing me toward the long mirror in the corner of the bedroom.
I smirk at myself coyly, feeling myself up in the dress. Eddie rubs my wide hips from behind, running his hands up and down each side of my body.
“Thank you for everything you’ve done for me, again.” I said.
“You’re welcome darling. I have to give you everything you need and more. This dress emphasizes our babies so gorgeously, you should wear this one tonight.”
“Yeah, I should.” I purred, pressing my butt closer against his crotch.
“Oh, darling…another round? Your desires are limitless. The breeding we did this morning was intoxicating, like usual.”
“Hehe, we have to get ready, perhaps we can save that for later tonight~”
“Sounds like a plan to me, darling.”
Eddie finished getting ready as well, and both of us walked downstairs, to see Arthur and Trager waiting by the door.
Trager whined, “What took you guys so long?! Don’t tell me you got that dick again…them kids are gonna have shaken baby syndrome by the time they're born…”
Eddie looked a bit frightened from what he said.
“Don’t worry Eddie, he’s only kidding… that can’t happen.” I reassured him.
Trager chuckled to himself slyly, seeing yet another trick pulled on Eddie worked.
“I was trying to fit into clothes…” I answered Trager's original question.
“....Mhmmm I get it. Whatever you got on now seems to be…working nicely. Now, can I get a poke? Please?!”
“If he even lets you, especially after that chaos on Christmas…”
“Trager.” Said Eddie, firmly. “I’ll give you a pass, since you did save us a trip to the hospital, and you gave me reassurance when I was so worried, so I’ll allow it.”
“Hell yeah!”
“Be…” He paused. “Gentle…Like you’re touching the petals of a flower.”
“I can be gentle, heh, I was a doctor all those years, no one ever got hurt or nothin’, no one got shit sawed off in an accident. I am veryyy gentle.”
He’s lying…but I know I am safe with Eddie, my protector, plus living together has made everyone need to trust each other to even be close to functional.
He scoots closer to me, putting the tip of his finger against the middle area of my bump, pressing in a little, the squishiness allowing it to cushion slightly like a soft mattress.
“Whooooo’s drivin’?” Arthur said.
Trager and Eddie stare at each other, Trager slightly bent at an angle to look downward towards his poke fest.. I trust Eddie much more, sorry Rick.
“Me, of course.” Eddie said, grabbing my waist.
“Fine….” Rick whines, turning away to walk us out the door, but first he did one last poke.
All of us exit the house, Eddie locks it up behind us. Trager makes it to Eddie’s red car first, hopping into the backseat, then Arthur following. Eddie speedwalks so he can make it to the passenger seat before me. He opens it for me, kissing me first.
He hops in finally, starting the engine, headlights beam on, and the radio plays oldies in the background. He smiles at me before accelerating out of the driveway of our perfect home.
We reached the main road after leaving our neighborhood. As he drives us, he occasionally rests his right hand’s palm against our babies, rubbing it up and down.
I can hear Trager shuffling with something from his pockets behind me. I turned my head to look at him to figure out what was making that noise.
“Don’t worry sweetheart, it’s just a little booster…” Trager said, sniffing a line of cocaine from the palm of his hand into his nose.
“Bro….” My jaw drops, slightly smiling, not even sure how to react to this shit.
“What in the sam hell is he doing?” Eddie grunts tiredly, trying to focus on the road, clearly fed up with his shenanigans for today.
Trager already made a mess this morning, a stoned Trager forgot to wash off his shoes after checking on that dude in the basement, spreading blood stains onto the nice carpet of the family room. Of course, Eddie was the one that cleaned it up, snarling the whole time out of annoyance for that “surgeon”.
“Just a lil…” Trager sniffles, getting the last bits into his system. “Bit of snow, ya know, to spice shit up.”
“I swear if you are doing drugs back there, in my damn car.”
Arthur is barely holding a laugh back.
“He is, isn’t he.” Eddie sighs.
“You want some buddy? I’ll share.” Trager held out the bag of cocaine in the middle between Eddie and me, I shuffled towards the window in an attempt to be as far away from it as possible, just in case.
“NO! Get that shit away from her, christ.” He flung his hand at him.
“Fine, you do you, buddy.”
After another 10 minutes of Trager trying his hardest to annoy Eddie, we make it downtown, the bright lights of the city illuminating the clear night sky.
Soon, we make it to our destination. A really fancy club and bar, like where Paris Hilton would party.
Richard blows through the doors to the club first, using both arms to open the doors, swinging them straight out.
“Get ready bitches, Trager’s entered the building.” Trager said slyly.
People started to look at us…
Eddie grabs my waist and leads us to the check in area, completely ignoring Trager’s existence. After all of us are checked in, we head towards the dance floor, looking around, thinking about what we are going to do for the New Years.
“You gonna party with me, buddy?” Trager asked Eddie, almost yelling to get his volume loud enough to pass through the loud dance music.
“No. I am getting her some food, I can tell she is a bit peckish. Eating for three makes you pretty hungry, believe it or not.”
“Whatever, well,” He paused to switch his gaze at me, “sweetheart, ya better join me out here after you finish.”
“I will be joining her too, you know.” Eddie adds.
“Yeah, yeah. I’ve never seen your old ass dance, buddy. I’ll challenge you later.”
“Challenge? You know you will lose.”
“Not if I’m on that good shit, bro.”
“You know what, she is getting hungrier each second I waste engaging in this with you. Go dance with Arthur, or something.”
Trager laughs. “Haha, come on Arthur, let’s fucking go!” He grabs Arthur’s wrist, dragging him deep into the peppy crowd on the dance floor. Lots of people stare at whatever they just saw enter the dance circle…
Eddie lets out a relieved sigh, pulling me against him, the side of my decently round belly hitting his. “Finally, those lunatics leave us be. Come now, darling, let’s get you nice and full of some delicious food. Can’t leave you or the girls hungry, now can we?”
I chuckle and blush. “How’d you know I am hungry?”
“I know you, darling. Besides, I also heard your belly growl when I was helping you fit this gorgeous dress on…heheh.”
If he keeps it up, talking like that, I’ll have something dripping down my thighs.
“True. And thank you for noticing, even the little things.”
“Of course, it’s my duty, darling.”
I follow Eddie as he brings me to the bar area, which had a few empty seats. The stools were tall, some having a backing to it for support. He traded out a stool with no back on it for a backed one for me. He sat down first, taking my purse from me and setting it onto the slick, shiny stone counter. I lift a foot onto one of the poles to try and get up the elevated seat, and Eddie sees me struggling a bit. My balance is off now that the babies have gotten pretty big already.
“Darling, wait! Let me.” He says, quickly grabbing his hands around my waist, hoisting me up and onto the seat, effortlessly and softly, not squeezing too hard around the belly either.
“There you are. God, you are just so cute.” He goes back to petting my bump once again.
I never get tired of the belly rubs, ever. He could do it all day and it will never go dull, if anything, with time it gets better. Having twins is also a bit rare, especially for the first time. That also obviously makes me show more and faster than if we were just with one.
I blush even more as I look downward at his large hands caress me, if I stare at it too long…that is going to be a problem since we are in public…
A bartender comes over to us, asks us what we want.
“A virgin margarita for her, of course.” Eddie smiles. “Oh, and a plain cheeseburger with fries. And a Manhattan for me, please.”
The bartender goes to get that for us. I lean against the counter, crossing my arms, admiring Eddie’s face.
“You know what I like.” I said.
“Oh yeah, I do.” He leans in closer to me, moving his hand onto my thigh, rubbing it slowly, and squeezing a bit here and there, feeling my fleshy parts. “I read you like a book, don’t I, darling?”
“Ye- yeah.” I purr, enjoying his touch.
The thumping music, neon lights, scenery, graceful scents, Eddie next to me, his hands all over me, his babies in my belly…all is right in the world.
Soon, my food and our drinks come. I dig into my food, it takes a lot more than usual to feed me nowadays…
The taste of the fruity virgin margarita goes down my hatch, the taste sweet, seeping into my tongue.
“Aren’t you hungry too?” I asked him.
He gives me the bedroom eyes. “Just for you, my love. I am all full for now.” He moved his hands off me and onto holding his cup of whiskey, and the other hand patting his stomach.
Oh yeah, I remember he had some leftovers from New Year’s eve dinner earlier, he left nothing left, only a few stray crumbs of everything. He also ate a big piece of a New Year’s pretzel.
He took sips of his drink, still staring at me, like how he always does.
Soon, I am nearly done with my food, but…
“Uhh…Eddie.” I said nervously.
“Yeeees, darling?” He replied, finishing his second cup of whiskey by now.
“I…I think I feel them moving…”
“Oh my god, are you serious?!”
“Yes…this is the first time I’ve ever felt them move…”
“Oh god, darling!!! It must feel amazing, aw, our babies! Finally, saying hello to us!”
He turns his whole body towards me, I swivel the seat to face him better.
He places both hands on either side of my bump, feeling up the sides of my waist, then moving into big circles around the whole thing. His smile is infectious. An intense warmth fills my body, even though I’m not the one drinking.
He calls out for another drink, this time straight shots. He takes a double shot quickly, still with the other hand on my stomach, and he sighs in a happy relief after it goes down.
He suddenly gets off his seat, gets real close to me, and gently grabs me, pulling me off mine and into a big hug.
“Darling…” He whispered, muffling a little through my golden hair.
“I can’t believe it, I just can’t…”
“I know…” His voice broke, pure happiness in every letter spoken. “They must have really liked the music, oh my goodness…” He cried, laughing seeping through the tears.
“Our…” I whimpered. “Babies…they are our’s, together…”
He moved my hair out of the way of my neck, pulling it behind my ear, kissing up on my soft neck. “Yes…our’s…I love you all so much.”
I notice other people sitting at the bar noticing. They look happy to see us happy.
Eddie slowly grooved his body while hugging. “Hehhhe, if you get any bigger it will be hard to reach in to kiss you like this, darling. I can’t wait until I can feel them myself…with my own hands.”
“I can’t wait. I can’t believe this. Ooh, there we go again.” I said, feeling some more tiny movements inside.
“They are so active and healthy…I’m so proud of you, darling. Where inside do you feel it? I wanna try and feel myself.”
“Hmm, uh, I think in the back, it feels like they are rubbing against my stomach a little bit.”
We kept embracing for a bit longer, and then, Arthur found us.
Arthur said, “Hey guys, you comin’ out with us? Rick’s getting impatient…”
I look at Eddie, then back at him. “Oh, for sure, we just felt the girls move, literally just now, for the first time.”
Arthur clenched his hands and brought them close to his face in excitement. “Are you SERIOUS!?”
“Like hell she is.” Eddie said, obviously all the whiskey is starting to hit him, I smell the scent of liquor on his breath.
“Let’s go celebrate, ready, Eddie?” I said, grabbing my glass and finishing the rest before we go out there.
“Let’s go, I want to celebrate this beautiful thing with you. But, darling, be careful, okay?”
“Of course, you’ll be right with me!”
“I’ll stand behind you, and I will make sure people give you space. No one is allowed to bump into you.”
“Of course! Do you think they are ready for some dancing?”
“Oh yeah, I think they are enjoying this music, possibly trying to dance inside you as we speak.” He put his palm against my tummy, feeling around it to see if he could feel anything from the outside, but I don’t think they are big enough for that yet.
We followed Arthur across the room and onto the dance floor. Tipsy Eddie doesn’t care much for the crowd, only caring about the possibility of anyone hurting his babies or me. He held my hand tight as we followed Arthur deep into the crowd. Pushing through party goers, we find Trager, in the middle, with a small lack of people near him, probably freaked out by his…interesting face.
“I got em!” Arthur said loudly, above the music to Rick.
“BUDDIES!” He exclaimed, opening his arms up, welcomingly.
“Rick, we have great news!”
“What would that be, hun? Is it that you finally wanna dance with the Rick?”
“Uh, not that, but the babies started moving.”
“Oh, fuck yeah, that’s great,” He turned his attention to my groom, “Eddie, Eddie, buddy, you gotta be so proud right now, aren’t you buddy?”
“More proud than a father can be!”
“They ready to dance or what?! Happy New Year, fuckers!”
The song “Like a G6” started playing, my heart thumping, the lights flashing…this is my other favorite place to be.
Eddie began to very subtly grind on me, hugging me from behind, his face red and happy. Trager starts dancing, better than I expected him to. Arthur began grooving too, almost bumping into Richard. I let my body do whatever it wants, flowing with the music. I used to do dancing in a studio for 5 years, then when I left I taught myself new techniques, going wherever the groove took me.
As I move, I hear Eddie sigh pleasantly as he watches and feels me against him. My hips moving with the beat, he can’t help but get flustered. Playfully, he held my hand and spun me around, letting me land back into his arms, gently of course. I face him now, grinding against him, holding my arms around him, my eyes fluttering at his.
“It’s so,” I said, pushing my tummy closer against his, “weird with this new center of gravity, it’s fun, I like it.”
“Oh I bet so, darling… excuse my language little ones, but fuck, you are really hot right now.”
“So are you~”
“Mm…”
“WHAT THE HELL!” Yelled Trager from behind me.
I turn quickly to see Arthur breakdancing and doing the worm like it is nothing. Since when could he dance too?!
“HELL YEAH FUCK IT UP ARTHUR!!!” Trager says, dancing so hard I’m scared his glasses will fall off.
I press my chin against Eddie’s chest, looking up at him. “I wish this moment could last forever.”
“It’s mutual, darling.”
We moved against each other with the flow of the music, energy flowing through our veins. He swayed more than me, his movements becoming slower, his eyes glassy, focusing on me and my body.
Trager clapped watching Arthur boogie, and he started to groove closer to Trager. Soon enough, both of them had an arm on each other’s shoulder, yelling and dancing.
His gaze falls onto the two guys, then back at me. “Darlinggg…they are distracted.”
“Yeah?” I look over at them. “They look like besties.”
“I just wanna…” He moved his mouth against my ear and whispered, “breed you while no one is watching.”
“Is that what you want, hmm?”
“I know both of us do. I feel so good right now, I need to have it.”
“Follow me.”
He grabs my hand tight, and we start to make our way out of the crowd while no one is looking. We make it to the outskirts of the mass of people, and we scurry along the sidelines, heading towards the neon bathroom sign. No one sees us slip in a private stall. I lock the door behind us.
Eddie stumbles against the sink, holding himself up, panting while he tries to keep his head lifted up to look at me. I stand in front of him, running my hands up along his suspenders, his chest rising and falling quickly. He balances himself and starts to unbutton his dress pants.
“Come here.” He growls, grabbing me by the hips, fingers grasping around my skin tight.
He squirms his fly open, freeing his enticing and engorged cock, already leaking precum. His hands roughly move the ends of my dress up on top of my back. He pulls my ass against his long dick, resting it between it on top. The muffled music vibrates our innards from outside the door. No one will hear us. I lean on the sink for support, staring at our reflection in the mirror.
“Fuck…” He groans, drunkenly moving my panties out of the way, placing his tip against my wet slit. He begins to push inside me slowly. “So…wet…you were ready, huh darling…” He moans, his whole cock pushing inside, and soon I feel the skin of his crotch against me after fitting fully inside.
I moan in loud harmony over the music in conjunction with him. I grip the cold sink harder, trying to keep my balance as he goes to town pretty rough behind me. Strands of his black, thick hair fall out of place, shaking back and forth. His eyes drift up to look at us in the mirror, the sight of us like this makes him smile pervertedly, biting his lip as he caresses his hands around my body while using them to push me on and off of him. He is so drunk he isn’t realizing the force and pressure he is using on me, which isn’t a problem, he is just normally a bit nervous about “hurting” the kids… His tie dangles against my back. I see an opportunity arise…
I snag his tie in my hand, pulling him closer, so close down to me I can feel his breath against my hair. “Harder.” I whimper, looking back at him and into his eyes.
“You are…so…fffffucking hot…” He places his hands around my tummy and speeds up his pace, nearly shaking me off my feet. “I fuckin’ love you, so much, augh…”
“Show me, fill me up, prove it.”
“I’d loooove too…” He growls, he thrusts harder and harder until he stops abruptly, so hard he pushes me off the ground by a few inches. “Fuck, I’m cumming, so deep…”
His hot load is dumped deep inside, he does a few more thrusts to milk every last drop of his seed into me. After finishing, he leans against the sink with me, breathless and attempting to regain his strength. He wobbles above me but finds his balance, and looks at me in the mirror. I feel his cum begin to slowly seep downward with gravity, slowly dripping down my leg.
“Prove it, again.” I purr.
He runs his hand through his hair. “Again…? Oh darling…I can.”
My pussy is extra slippery with the cum inside, and he starts grinding again. His cock is still just as hard as when we started. His energy is still not depleted, he is able to fuck me just as fast and rough as the first round.
“I know you can fit…auh, auh…so much…cum inside you…” He moans, sliding his hands up and down my bump. “You get filled up soooo nicely, darling, fuck…”
“Fill me up, again, over and over, give me all of the seed you have left…”
“With you being so…” He gently turns me to face him, and lifts me up onto the countertop, legs spread, his soaked cock sliding right back inside. “...beautiful and…” he places a hand back on my abdomen. “...big…it makes me so easy to please…”
I moan louder when he touches me there. “Cum inside me again, please…”
His hips pound against me with the beat of the music. He rolls up my tight dress to expose my pale, soft gut. He is salivating at the sight. He feels the warm skin of my belly, making me nearly scream from overbearing pleasure. He slows down a bit and I feel another burst of cum deep inside, he groans heavier than before, his breath nearly becoming a hot vapor, and sweat becomes visible on his white dress shirt between his chest. The feeling of a second load inside me is excruciatingly good. He stays still, head ducked down in exhaustion, trying to regain his strength again. I feel his seed start to seep out from around my flesh and his cock. He pulls out and cum spills onto the floor.
“Good boy.” I huff, petting his hair.
He moves my now soaked underwear back to covering what it's supposed to. He sluggishly but carefully sets me back down onto my feet, and adjusts my dress to the best of his ability. In exhaustion, he leans against the wall behind him. I fix his pants and make him presentable again. Once we freshened up, I dragged him back out and to a table. We sit together, and he kisses me all over. Eventually he puts his head down against the table and closes his eyes, with his hand resting on the tummy. I wonder if fucking him will make him sober quicker, because we still have to get home…and I am not letting a coked up Trager drive us back.
Eddie falls asleep, and I nudge my head against him. I cover his hand against me with mine. I close my eyes and I feel tiny movements inside me again.
I had a great night, but I can’t wait to be back in my bed…
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