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I wasn't a nice girl in high school, I ran around, mostly with this one boy. My nickname was Éclair because I was filled with sperm. It is not trued that I would fuck anything, I was and I am pretty picky about who fucks me, but I did fuck around and I ended up in trouble. Funny how they used that term, 'in trouble'. When the word got out the joke was that I was rated PG, my parents had money and my impregnator had money so I never did have financial problems. All during my pregnancy I wanted sex, except maybe for the first trimester. I kept to my impregnator, I was kept at home so it usually meant that I was giving him blow jobs or hand jobs, I just needed his dick. We managed to fuck a few times but nowhere near enough. Other than being perpetually hard up my pregnancy was no bother to me.
When the boy was born it was love at first sight. Sure he was tiny and skinny and all but I felt it. My impregnator he looked at my son and said he thought he would be bigger. I told him it was because he had a small dick. After several weeks my impregnator wanted to fuck. I gave him blow jobs and hand jobs and let him fuck my tits, I even let him ride hard between my butt crack, but he wanted pussy so I let him have pussy and bingo, one time and I got pregnant again. Seventeen with one kiddo and PG one more time. The second time my parents really came down hard and restricted my impregnator from seeing me. But I cried, that is what you do when your feelings are hurt, I cried and they relented and they left us alone to fuck. He didn't want hand jobs or blow jobs or tits he wanted pussy and he didn't care how he had to get on. Even now I look back and it was crazy, we fucked and fucked, the more I got pregnant the more he fucked me, in my eighth month I was on my elbows and knees and he just fucked me silly.
The second baby was like the first one, one look at him and I was in love all over again, this time I had no problem with him latching on and I gave him tit anywhere and everywhere, if he wanted tit I gave him tit. The older one was weaned but I could tell he wanted tit, he liked laying between my tits all cuddled up. He was already doing what his father liked, playing with my tits.
We got married and we went to college, both of us, we kept from getting pregnant again, the jokes were part of the past, no one called me éclair although I was filled with sperm more than ever, somehow between day care and class schedules we pushed right through and graduated with two kids already in kindergarten and first grade. We never suffered financially, like I said our parents had money and we didn't have any financial pressures, no rent issues, we had a nice car and my grandmother insisted on getting a maid to come in once a week to help. We were pretty spoiled in college. For our graduation we left the kids with my folks and we went on our never taken honeymoon to Maui, to get pregnant again.
I went off the pill a year before I graduated, I kept him on condoms and hand jobs, blow jobs and forced pull outs, but now I was ready, in Maui we were there for one reason, to fuck ourselves silly, anytime, anywhere, anyway, no kids just us and I wanted to go home pregnant. I went home pregnant, I didn't call him the impregnator anymore although he was. As with both of my first pregnancies I was so horny all through my pregnancy that we fucked everyday almost, I never wore panties to bed, I positioned myself with my pillows, opened up and let him give me what I needed. There were times when I had to help by flipping myself while he fucked me, it was just that nothing satisfied me. I guess some women want ice cream at midnight, I wanted dick and I wanted dick in my pussy. Sorry ice cream makers but I didn't have the nickname éclair in high school for nothing.
I have five kids and we agreed we had reached the limit and I got tied. Five kids is a lot. I am still hornier than ever, the older I am the hornier I am. We have no pregnancy issues now so we fuck whenever, wherever and however we want, who cares what the boys are doing, who cares what little Alice is doing, Mom and Dad need to fuck. Poor little Alice having a mother who is sick and can't live without Daddy's dick. Maybe she inherited my sickness, hopefully she did because frankly it is a good sickness to have, I just hope that her father or brothers take care of any asshole that wants to get friendly with her, at least until she is out of high school. But she is three so we have another ten years before we really have to start getting worried.
When the boy was born it was love at first sight. Sure he was tiny and skinny and all but I felt it. My impregnator he looked at my son and said he thought he would be bigger. I told him it was because he had a small dick. After several weeks my impregnator wanted to fuck. I gave him blow jobs and hand jobs and let him fuck my tits, I even let him ride hard between my butt crack, but he wanted pussy so I let him have pussy and bingo, one time and I got pregnant again. Seventeen with one kiddo and PG one more time. The second time my parents really came down hard and restricted my impregnator from seeing me. But I cried, that is what you do when your feelings are hurt, I cried and they relented and they left us alone to fuck. He didn't want hand jobs or blow jobs or tits he wanted pussy and he didn't care how he had to get on. Even now I look back and it was crazy, we fucked and fucked, the more I got pregnant the more he fucked me, in my eighth month I was on my elbows and knees and he just fucked me silly.
The second baby was like the first one, one look at him and I was in love all over again, this time I had no problem with him latching on and I gave him tit anywhere and everywhere, if he wanted tit I gave him tit. The older one was weaned but I could tell he wanted tit, he liked laying between my tits all cuddled up. He was already doing what his father liked, playing with my tits.
We got married and we went to college, both of us, we kept from getting pregnant again, the jokes were part of the past, no one called me éclair although I was filled with sperm more than ever, somehow between day care and class schedules we pushed right through and graduated with two kids already in kindergarten and first grade. We never suffered financially, like I said our parents had money and we didn't have any financial pressures, no rent issues, we had a nice car and my grandmother insisted on getting a maid to come in once a week to help. We were pretty spoiled in college. For our graduation we left the kids with my folks and we went on our never taken honeymoon to Maui, to get pregnant again.
I went off the pill a year before I graduated, I kept him on condoms and hand jobs, blow jobs and forced pull outs, but now I was ready, in Maui we were there for one reason, to fuck ourselves silly, anytime, anywhere, anyway, no kids just us and I wanted to go home pregnant. I went home pregnant, I didn't call him the impregnator anymore although he was. As with both of my first pregnancies I was so horny all through my pregnancy that we fucked everyday almost, I never wore panties to bed, I positioned myself with my pillows, opened up and let him give me what I needed. There were times when I had to help by flipping myself while he fucked me, it was just that nothing satisfied me. I guess some women want ice cream at midnight, I wanted dick and I wanted dick in my pussy. Sorry ice cream makers but I didn't have the nickname éclair in high school for nothing.
I have five kids and we agreed we had reached the limit and I got tied. Five kids is a lot. I am still hornier than ever, the older I am the hornier I am. We have no pregnancy issues now so we fuck whenever, wherever and however we want, who cares what the boys are doing, who cares what little Alice is doing, Mom and Dad need to fuck. Poor little Alice having a mother who is sick and can't live without Daddy's dick. Maybe she inherited my sickness, hopefully she did because frankly it is a good sickness to have, I just hope that her father or brothers take care of any asshole that wants to get friendly with her, at least until she is out of high school. But she is three so we have another ten years before we really have to start getting worried.
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