Her Breeding Bull Billionaire (billionaire cuckoldry, impregnation and domination erotica) (5 page)

Liz loves her step-daddy, Peter, more than
anything in the world. As her due-date approaches, she looks
forward to his weekend visits more and more. No matter how sore her
back or swollen her belly gets, Peter always takes her pain and
turns it to pleasure.

When she hears him come inside her apartment,
she falls into a fitful sleep and dreams of a time when he came
inside her instead!

Warning: This 7000+ word steamy erotic
sizzler features a taboo pregnancy fetish, sex with a beautiful
pregnant lady, a caring, worshipful step-dad who knows all the
right moves, heart-felt, urgent sexual intercourse, explicit sexual
situations, multiple squirting female orgasms, and two cumshots -
inside and out!

Excerpt:

I wriggled around so that we were face to
face, him on top of me, our eyes only inches apart.

We stared into one another for a sparse few
moments. The way he looked at me, the way he held me in his gaze
and in his arms, well, I know I keep saying this, but it all felt
so
right
.

When I felt him shift his weight and push his
dick between my thighs, the remnants of massage-stupor immediately
turned to raw desire. He kissed either side of my face, and then
traced my jawline to that place behind my ear that makes me
prickle. Peter sucked my earlobe between his lips, his tongue
flicking back and forth, fondling me. He nibbled, first on my ear,
then on the back of my neck near where my hair started.

“Ohhhh, oh daddy, yessss...”

Daddy rose up again and ran one of his hands
down the center line of my body to the beginning of my slit. He
fingered the line of my sex and then pushed between my lips,
letting all that slickness begin to trickle onto the comforter.

His lips went down my neck, sucking and
nibbling along my collarbone to the front of my chest. One of
Peter’s fingers rotated slowly, drilling gently into my pussy. I
gasped when he sunk deep enough that his palm pressed against me.
He slid another finger in beside the first, both circling, until he
found my favorite spot. As soon as I started to squirm, he pushed
harder, dragging his tips along the front of my pussy and rubbing
back and forth over my aching clit.

Peter’s palm felt tremendous and those
fingers turning inside me had cranked up my body temperature
probably ten degrees since he started. His airy, fluttering kisses
up and down my jaw-line were enough to swoon over.
But,
I
thought as I reached down between my legs,
this cock is what I
really want
.

My hand on his tool made my daddy jump a bit
and brought a smile to his lips. “Why baby girl,” he said, “seems
to me like you want something, huh?” He kissed me again, this time
he tasted my mouth, his tongue swirling inside. As I began to
stroke his long, thick cock, he started to breathe heavier.
Wrapping my legs around his hips, I was able to rub the backs of
Peter’s muscular thighs with my heels, which made him groan
appreciatively. The harder I pressed, the more satisfied he
sounded, and the closer his dick came to my sopping wet hole.

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Her Billionaire Breeding Bull

By Francis Ashe

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Her Billionaire Breeding Bull

Copyright 2012 Francis Ashe

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