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Do you remember when you were little and your Mommy was pregnant with your brother or sister? As her stomach grew larger and larger she would smile at you and ask you if you would like to touch her tummy. You would put your hands on her stomach and feel how tight, yet soft it was. It got the point that when you did feel it you would also feel a kick. Her clothing started to get a little bit more tight, so all her curves were very visible. You even had to help her at one point to put her shoes on.
There were other times that you saw her laying on her bed after a shower. Her bra on, panties on, but laying on the bed just running her fingers over her swollen stomach just talking softly to her tummy. As all these changes where happening to her something was changing with you too. You found yourself absently touching your little cock every time you would think about her, and it would get hard every time you would touch her. Her titties were getting so big too!
You never told your Mommy that you would do that, or what happened when you placed your hands on her skin, but a part of you wishes you would have. There is nothing wrong with having a fantasy involving your Mommy when she was pregnant, it is normal. I bet there are times when you think back to that time and you still get hard … don’t you? That’s alright too, and you can tell me all about it.
Last night after I was done feeding one of my little ones I noticed that my breasts didn’t feel all the way empty. Not that they are by any means, but usually when she gets done eating there is a definite feeling of less pressure. I thought maybe she just wasn’t that hungry and went to sleep. This morning when I fed her the same thing happened. Since then I have gone through six shirts since 4:00 a.m. Usually I can put special pads in my bra and it will keep my milk from leaking though, but they do not work anymore.
If I could, I would just walk around our house naked, but I would be dripping milk every where and that would be a pain in the ass to clean up. My Husband told me that I should just let people come and suck the milk out of me. I am not sure how I would feel about random people showing up at our door to suck on my tits.
One of my Bulls like it though, but he can’t be here every minute of every day. I guess I will just have to think of something because going out in public as of right now isn’t an option. You can clearly see it on my shirts. I guess I could keep my coat on, but I get hot easily. Well, I guess if you see a Preggo woman out there whose shirt is soaked with tit milk around her boob area it will be me. Come on up and say hello. I might give you some fresh milk to go home with.
I love being pregnant. I want to get pregnant as much as possible. That means that you can consider me a breeding whore. Having different cock in me makes me a very happy girl. It can’t just be any cock though, hell no. It needs to be huge and beefy. I like them long and thick. A huge mushroom head, a full ball sack, and I really do not care about the color of the man who has such a cock. Although, if they aren’t Caucasian, then it makes me super horny and I can really get into the fucking.
My Husband told me that he wants me to stop after this one. He is pleading with me to get a tubal ligation, but I refuse, it is my body, if I want to have little one after little one then that is my choice. The best part of it all is, they are only ten months to one year apart. It’s like having a litter. Ha! I told my husband that he will just have to work harder. It wouldn’t be fair to make me work, being pregnant and all.
Tonight I have one of my favorite bulls coming over. I am pretty sure the tiny tot that is growing inside me is his, but we won’t know for sure until after they are born of course. He stated that he hoped it wasn’t his because he doesn’t want to pay support. I told him not to worry about it because I wasn’t going to make him. My husband makes more than enough for all of us, and if there ever comes a time where he doesn’t? He can always get a second job. That made my bull so fucking happy. That’s when he told me he would be over tonight.
My husband already has my lingerie out, and will bathe me a little later, then he can watch as that big, fat, cock impales his wife’s pussy again and again. If he is a good boy, I might even let him clean me after I am done fucking.
We had to return some gifts that the little ones received from Family members on Christmas. We decided that we would make a day of it, exchange or return the items, go to the park, get ice cream, yadda yadda. I love Family outings. The reason why I do is because of the looks that we get when we are all together and walking around. My three other little ones are of different races and the one that I have growing inside of me is not completely Caucasian either.
My husband sometimes wants to tell people that we adopted, but that is a huge lie. He doesn’t want to get embarrassed. I really don’t give a crap about that, there is nothing wrong with our sweetie pies, so he should be proud to be their Father. It pisses me off a bit. When he gets that way I tell people straight out that they are ours. I am their Mom and he is their Dad. It is funny to see their faces when I tell them because you can see them trying to figure it out.
I can tell my husband gets nervous at this point because if they ask me how that is possible I tell them. I just say, “My husband and I have a understanding. I can get pregnant by whomever I wish and he doesn’t mind at all.” When that happens I know he just wants to melt into the floor. One time this one guy said, “What? Your husband isn’t big enough?” then laughed. I said, ‘No.” The guy laughed so hard, right in my husband’s face. Did I feel bad about it? Not in the least, because it is the truth.
Tristan is afraid that I will teach the girls to be just like me when they are older. I see nothing wrong with that. If they marry a man, or have a boyfriend who is big enough for them, then great. If not, then they will know exactly what to do. I consider that being a good Mom.
I know what you are thinking. You are thinking, “Wow, she has a really nice looking ass!” Hell yeah I do! Not only does it look good but it can take a cock with no problem. I prefer big ones, but when it comes to Anal any cock will do, with the exception of my Husband’s cocklette of course. I remember the first time I had anal sex. I loved the pain of it. He just fucking shoved his dick in with a steady, hard, push. There was lube, but there was no lead up to it. He touched my tits, we kissed, he flipped me over, raised my hips in the air and BAM!
I thought he was going to put it in my pussy, so when he shoved it in my ass I squealed a little bit because it fucking hurt, and it was a surprise. It burned like crazy! I could feel it stretching me out, him filling me up with every inch of his meat stick. That first time it never stopped hurting because after the first couple of thrusts from him, he started fucking me really hard. My ass was wrecked for a few days. I actually thought I would have to go and see a Doctor.
Since then, it has been incredible. I know now how to put my body in the positions that cause the least amount of pain, and how to tell the guy what I like and how I like it. I’m not some naive little girl any more, I can take control of the situation pretty damn quick if need be. I guess you could say I am pretty much an Anal sex freak!
Tristan came up to me this morning and told me he wanted to show me something. I thought it was something he made, or a repair he made to the house as we are still re-modeling it. It wasn’t either of those things. It was the little cartoon that is posted above. I am not sure if you can read it or not but this is what it says:
“Ooh, good job, sweetheart!!
With a little more practice you’ll be able to take Darnell’s whole
cock down your throat in no time!
And remember, if you can do that, and swallow his entire load,
I’ll let you spend a full five minutes jacking off to one of the videos he and I made.
You won’t be allowed to cum, of course, but I know you will appreciate it just the same.
Won’t you?”
I had to laugh because it reminded me of the two of us. I asked him why he was looking at Cuckolding Cartoons and he just blushed. I said to him, “You are really starting to get into this aren’t you?” He blushed some more. I kissed the top of his head and he pressed his face against my ever swelling belly. He asked me if it was weird that he found himself getting aroused thinking about having another man’s little one in my womb.
I told him no, it wasn’t weird at all. He kissed my belly then went back to looking at his Cuckolding Cartoons. This whole interaction made me smile because it released any trepidation that I might have had. I don’t have any, but seeing him and watching him look that up on the internet let me know that he is just as happy with our arrangement as I am. I could ask for nothing more.
I only have a little bit of time left before I have my little one. Do you know what that means? I’m going to need to become Pregnant again, and soon. I am not sure why I am so addicted to being pregnant. I think it is the fact that they aren’t my husband’s babies. They all belong to someone else, and every time I look at them it not only makes me happy it makes me crave another. I will have to decide soon whom I might want to give me my next little blessing. I never really know who the Father is but I like to keep it between three of them. Does that make me a slut? More than likely, but I really do not care.
When we are out and people say things like: Oh, that is so nice that you adopted! Part of me wants to laugh and I look at my husband. He always has the look of embarrassment and I can see the pleading in his eyes that I not tell those people that they are not adopted. I am Dominate but I am not cruel. I never tell them the truth, I just say yes, we adopted them.
I have to admit that there is a part of me that really wants to blurt out that they are not adopted that my husband has a tiny dick and I need to fuck big dick so that is the reason that they all are of different ethnicity. I wonder what they would say if I did. I might just have to do that at some point. I am sure deep down inside that it would make my husband’s tiny cock hard.
I really do enjoy playing with my Bulls. What could be better? Having a few of them at once! It was actually my Husband’s idea, as an early Christmas present. The little ones were at their Grandparent’s house so we could Christmas shop and I was getting ready to leave. My husband made me wear this really beautiful lingerie get up, I tried to tell him that I didn’t want to get dressed like that to go shopping but he insisted. I was mumbling under my breath because lingerie can be uncomfortable to wear for a long period of time.
He went downstairs as I finished getting everything on, then there was a knock at the bedroom door. I was a little confused because my Husband usually doesn’t knock when he comes into my bedroom, he can just come in. I told him to come in and in walked three of my all time favorite Bulls! My husband came in and sat down and said, “Merry Christmas babes!”
I was so damn happy! I showed off my lingerie and played with their cocks, my husband was doing his part by sucking them off to get them hard too. We had so much damn fun! We never did make it to go Christmas Shopping but I did get to be fucked most of the day by big black dicks! Hubby also got a present, several actually. I allowed him to clean me out between fuck sessions. I really think he enjoyed all the Cream pies that he had to gobble down. What a perfect early Christmas present!
That’s right, you read the title of my blog correctly. Not all Bulls are black. Once in a while my Husband will find me the most magnificent cock to ride and it will be on someone who isn’t black. Surprise, surprise! I usually do not use any names in my postings pertaining to the names of the Bulls whom I am lucky enough to have fuck me, but I will make an exception in this case. I want you to hear all about Javier.
Javier is a big man. He is very tall, nicely built, and has one of the juiciest, thickest, longest cocks I have ever had the pleasure to have inside of me. His voice is so deep and when he speaks to me in Spanish while he is fucking me (I do not understand a damn word of it) it just sends me over the damn edge! The first time Tristan brought him home with him I was disappointed. He seemed way too nice, to polite. I was afraid that when it came time to play that he wouldn’t get into it and would ruin the mood. Plus, from what he was wearing I couldn’t make out if he was big enough for me. Tristan told me that Javier had promised him that he was more than big enough.
I am pretty sure that Tristan thought that perhaps he would be smaller and that I would call the night off. Poor passive aggressive Tristan. We all went upstairs and I had Tristan undress me slowly as Javier watched. Then Tristan undressed Javier. Oh man were we in for a surprise. Not only did his body get me almost instantly wet, but the size of his cock was amazing! I was honestly not sure if I could handle it, and I am a size queen! Javier saw my face and told me that if I didn’t want to do anything that was fine, he would completely understand. I think I pushed Tristan out of the way to get to Javier.
It took a little bit longer than usual for him to pack that monster inside of my preggo cunt but we managed, much to the dismay of my small dicked hubby. He played his part well, he kept asking Tristan how it felt to not be able to fuck the women he loved? How it felt to not be good enough in bed. How it felt to have the smallest mouse dick in the world. Javier was good, and the way he moved? Oh. My. God! I was in heaven! He started to slap my ass as he spoke to me in his deep low voice in Spanish.
I lost it. I came so damn hard which made him cum hard too. Tristan had a lot of cum to clean up that night. Now Javier comes over to play any time that he travels back to the states from Europe. I am so glad that Tristan decided to bring him home that first time, and I found that not just black men have huge cocks.