When the Sun Hits Chapter 10: Day and Night
also idk why it keeps making the highlight black idk how to fix it at this point so ignore that
I sit on the bed and turn the warm bedroom lights on. Eddie stands at the foot of the bed watching me intensely. I spread my legs out for him, and I slowly started to take my top off.
“You’re a sin, darling…” Eddie says slyly.
I giggle. I toss my shirt to the floor, and now for my PJ pants. Eddie makes his way towards me on the bed on all fours, and he begins to pull them off for me like a wild animal. Once he gets them off and onto the floor, his hands are all over me. I helped him take off his clothes next. I lean up slightly against the bed frame as I admire his muscular figure.
“You are so damn gorgeous, darling…I can’t take it…” He moans, taking his swollen cock and gently slapping it against my tiny bump. I moan as I watch him rub it against me, between the palm of his hand and my tummy. I can’t take this teasing much longer, I feel like I will explode.
“Hold on, darling…” He said, stopping suddenly.
“What is it?” I replied.
Eddie leans over me and grabs something off the nightstand. As his hand comes back into my vision, I notice it is a bottle of some oil. Before I could even ask, he poured some out onto my belly. The cold oil dripping onto me made me whimper, a new sensation. I feel a fire bubbling up inside me. Having someone admire your favorite non-sexual body part just as much as yourself is truly breathtaking when you have had the kink for years, dating back to even before you knew what sex was, a kink I feel addicted too, never being satisfied…until I met him, who loves it in the same way you do.
“I have to keep your skin nice and healthy, and so soft…” He whispers as he rubs the oil scented with honey into my smooth skin all around, making my bump shiny. I blush as I watch him do this, seeing myself get oiled up, especially there, fiercely turns me on.
After getting the amount of oil he wanted on me, he put the bottle back onto the nightstand. He sets his dick back against my now slippery tummy between his right hand and he starts to move it back and forth between. He moans, grasping and caressing all over my belly with his free hand.
“You like my nice soft belly? Look what you did to it…” I ask, getting wet as hell watching him fuck himself softly against my squishy abdomen.
“Ah, yes… ah… darling…so…sexy…oh god…I did that…” He pants, getting a little faster with his pace. He does this for a few more steamy minutes, in a sexy trance.
He asks me to raise my hips up for a second. I do as he asks, and he grabs a pillow from behind me and places it under me. I lower myself onto it, realizing what he wants now. He kisses my tummy and then sits up, looking down at me, holding his hard dick in his hands. I can’t stop staring at how his seducing balls hang so perfectly, how his member stands up…
“You want me to fill you up, is that it, darling?” He asks.
“Yes…please…” I moan, aiming my hips up towards him, legs spread open, welcoming him, my body begging to be used for its ultimate purpose.
“Oh yeah…god…” He whimpers, slipping it in. “Your pregnant pussy is so horny, isn’t it…”
“Yeah…ahh…” I moan.
“You are so wet, darling, more than ever…”
I hold my hands around my tiny bump as he makes love to me. I can be however loud I want, this is our room, our house…
He is really fixated on my midriff, holding it and rubbing his hands around on it while he fucks me, and then his hands drift up to my breasts. As he touches them, I gasp, the feeling is even more sensitive as they have grown about a cup size bigger from the hormones and preparing to make milk. He notices how sensitive they are, and he holds them in his hands and starts to give special attention to each tit, licking them and sucking them so pleasurably.
“Augh…Eddie…it feels…so good…augh…” I groan, feeling my hands around his neck and his toned back as he sucks my pink tits.
When he is done giving both of them attention, he kisses between the middle of them and says, “Darling…they are so divine…so sweet…and tender… I eagerly wait for when they will be full with milk…augh…”
Gently, he lifts me up facing him, and lowers me onto his thick and long cock. I ride him the best I can, as we are sitting against each other while he penetrates me. I moan with each grind I take, and so does he, watching me softly lower and raise myself onto him. My rounded tummy rubs against his, the oil making it have less friction between us, so it slides nicely against him.
“Who is my pregnant little whore…” He pulls my hair behind my ear.
“Me…ah…” I feel him grasp my ass behind, helping me bounce on him harder.
“I can’t wait,” He moans, taking a second between breaths to nibble my neck, “to make you a mother.”
“Oh god, yes, I love, ah, carrying your seed, augh, inside me.” The feeling of becoming one, especially in such a personal position like this, makes my core fill with pleasure. We kiss passionately, his tongue delicately exploring my mouth.
We continue to grind against each other, sweat begins to come to the surface of my skin.
The heat between our bodies makes the sex smellable, our bodies' natural scents combining into one.
Breathlessly I ask, “Augh, Eddie, I want you to paint your seed on my belly, please, I want it so bad…”
“That can be arranged, darling…” He grasps around my sides and starts using so much force to lift me on and off him, going faster than before.
“Darling, oh god, lay on your back, right now…”
I lift myself off him and plop myself back onto the bed like he asked. He quickly grabs his dick again and aims for the target.
“Jerk me off, do it, now, oh fuck, darling.” He grunts hastily.
“Oh yeah, with pleasure.” He stands on his knees above me, shuffling a little closer to make it an easier reach. I hold his hard cock in my hand, drenched in pre cum and my natural lube, and start to raise my hand up and down it, aiming it slightly downward so he can soak me in his seed.
“Darling, augh…yeah, just like that, I…love you, so… much.”
I speed up.
“I’m gonna cum, augh, fuck, darling…!” He moaned, cum shooting out and drenching my belly, feeling the contractions of his cock in my hands as it released his seed onto me.
“Oh yeah, yes…so good….!” I moan, releasing his dick from my hands. We both watch the cum slowly drip down from my small bump, a lot of it puddling in my belly button.
“All…for you…my dear…” Eddie grunts, he crawls up next to me and collapses from exhaustion, his eyes barely staying open. I take some tissues and clean it up off me after admiring myself for a little longer.
I switch the lights off and get us both under the covers together. He pulls me closer, spooning me and holding my tiny tummy. We talk a little about our day and the fuck we just had, and how much we love each other, and then we drift off together.
The following morning, we showered together. He lathered me up, cleaning every inch of me and every crevice. And as usual, he pays a lot of attention to our baby. I massage the shampoo into his head for him, and for me to even reach the top of his head I had him sit on a shower stool for me.
After our shower, we comb each other’s hair before going downstairs. He dried my hair for me, he didn’t want me or the little one catching a chill. He leads me downstairs, placing me comfy on a chair near the fireplace in the living room and draping me in a blanket.
“Let me get you your breakfast, darling. You are so beautiful today, I know I already told you that a million times, but you still are, always.” Eddie said. I thank him and he gives me a kiss on the cheek before heading into the kitchen.
Trager is slowly waking from the recliner.
“Oh…dude…what time is it?! God damn it…” Trager says.
“Good morning, Rick.” I replied.
“Man, I feel like shit. Tell Arthur to get his ass in here and get me some advil and a coffee. ARTHUR!”
Arthur stumbles in. “What?!”
“Get me some fuckin’ coffee, and advil, please and thanks.”
“Fine.” Arthur complies with Trager’s ridiculous commands yet again and heads into the kitchen.
After a couple minutes, Eddie comes back in and hands me a bowl of my favorite cereal and a cup of decaf coffee.
“Aw, thank you, babe.” I said.
“Anything for you, my love.”
Another “regular” morning passes by gracefully.