Pregnant Lust 4-Pack : Books 13 - 16

By Millie King

Pregnant babes bursting with lust for the mature alpha-males in their lives feature in this 4-pack erotica bundle. Read as their cravings get the best of them and they submit to their seasoned men in wild style, begging to be satisfied like never before.
Includes books 13 - 16 of the Pregnant Lust series : ‘Sharing My Body With Him And A Bed With His Wife,’ ‘My New Year’s Resolution Was To Claim My Older Friend,’ ‘My Nun Pregnancy Story Is True, I Swear!’ and ‘Caught Pillow-Humping By Him.’

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Jul 10, 2020
• ISBN: 9781716754692

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Pregnant Lust 4-Pack : Books 13 - 16

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Copyright © 2020 by Millie King

This is a work of fiction. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.  All characters 18+.

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About This Book:

Pregnant babes bursting with lust for the mature alpha-males in their lives feature in this 4-pack erotica bundle.  Read as their cravings get the best of them and they submit to their seasoned men in wild style, begging to be satisfied like never before.

Includes books 13 - 16 of the Pregnant Lust series : ‘Sharing My Body With Him And A Bed With His Wife,’ ‘My New Year’s Resolution Was To Claim My Older Friend,’ ‘My Nun Pregnancy Story Is True, I Swear!’ and ‘Caught Pillow-Humping By Him.’

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I don’t have to tell you because I can just show you, he said, and he nodded down beneath the duvet.

I looked to where he gestured and he pushed the top of the duvet down until I could see the crotch of his checkered pajama pants.  The pattern made it tough to make anything out.

You—you’d show me? I asked.

If you want to see? he hushed.  There was something ten-times more exciting about hearing him whisper, even though we’d proven already that his wife wasn’t budging for shit.

I want to see, I smiled, looking briefly up at him and then quickly back down to his bulging pants.

He eased the waist of his boxer shorts down and I peered inside, noticing first how coarse and short his hair was.

At first I couldn’t see it, but then I realized it was much closer than I imagined.  The hilt of his cock pointed upwards and his dick sat against the front of his pants.  When I noticed I gasped, realizing just how big he was.

Is it like you imagined?  He pulled his pants down over it and it stood on show, stiff and rigid.  Its tip pointed straight towards me.

"It’s bigger than I imagined."

I hope that isn’t a problem.

No, I marveled, then I moved my hand and stopped suddenly.

You can touch it, he said.  It’s alright.

I looked behind me, just in case, then I pressed forwards and eased my hand towards him gently.  I wrapped my fingers around him and put him against my palm, holding him in a soft grip and feeling the pulse of his blood rush into him.  I inhaled deeply.

"You can never really feel a dream," he said.

I stroked back and forth slowly, barely caressing him.  The touches of my fingertips against his flesh seemed to make him even more rigid.  The skin of his clean-cut crown pulled taut over the bulbous head and it bounced more violently as his lust pumped into it.

You know I’ve had dreams about you before too, he said.

I looked up at him.  Oh yeah?  My fingers danced on the underside of his forbidden length, bobbing him playfully.  What did you imagine?

Those, he said, nodding to my plump tits.  And how amazing that belly looks.

I lifted my t-shirt quickly, showing off the tight orb of flesh that seemed just as swollen as the head of his big cock.

Mr. White’s hand rubbed over it and he closed his eyes, letting out a groan that was unmistakably sexual.  I’d never heard anything like that come out of him before.  At first I felt a tingle in my ears, but then I felt a sudden guilt and turned back to see Carla, still comatose.

Sharing My Body With Him & A Bed With His Wife : Pregnant Lust 13

It was the fifth time I’d awoken in the middle of the night since the second trimester had begun.  Women often reported waking up with a hot-flush, but mine definitely felt much steamier than they’d described.

The second trimester too brought with it sudden, insatiable desires to be satisfied, the likes of which I’d never experienced before.  When paired together those two sudden changes would play havoc with me.

On several occasions in the past I’d woken up and grabbed my toy, keen to rid myself of the looming horniness that stifled my plans of sleep.

That time though was different.  The idea of grabbing my toy seemed like too much effort and the notion of getting back to sleep seemed like a dream in itself.

Sinful thoughts of Mr. White danced across my mind.  I lived with him and his wife and knowing he was only down the hall intrigued me more than it should have.  The sensible thing to do would have been to lie there, trying in vain to ignore the kicking at my stomach and drift off back to sleep.  But I wasn’t feeling sensible.

When I was younger I sometimes used to sleep in my parents’ bed after a particularly bad dream, and for some reason my mind cast me back to that moment, walking sullenly down the hall and slinking silently between the two of them.

Now though my intention wasn’t so innocent.  In my imagination I