My StepFather’s Baby (Part Two) [Str8, Mf, StepFather, Pregnancy]

We went on like that for months; sneaking around my mom and trying to hide our shame. That wasn't the only thing I was attempting to conceal. It didn't take long for me to realize that I was pregnant. I didn't know how to confront Allen about our child, so I hid it the best I could until my first appointment. That night when he came into my room was different from the others. I wasn't waiting for him naked; I was cross-legged on the bed. "Allen, we have to talk" I whispered as he walked into my room. "What's going on baby?" He crawled in bed next to me and attempted to pull me into his lap like he did when I was a child. "This is serious." I sobbed looking up at him. "Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?" I could see the worry on his face.

At that point in our relationship, I wasn't sure how he would take it. It's not every day you knock up the little girl you raised. I couldn't hold it back anymore, "I'm pregnant" I cry a little too loudly, showing him the ultrasound of our now 13week old fetus. I watch the color drain from his face hoping he will respond well. I wasn't expecting him to fuck me, but he did. We had the best sex we've had that night. He pulled me close and told me in would be okay. He reached his hands up and fondled my already growing breasts. I couldn't think about anything but him when our lips met.

He laid there exploring my mouth while he let his hands roam my new motherly body. I wasn't showing much, but I'm sure he could feel my slight bump and tender nipples. While laying there I couldn't help but wish that I could shout that I loved him from the rooftop. I reached my needy hands into his boxers to feel his growing length. I believed that he wouldn't leave me alone, even if that were what was best for him. Allen removed my panties slowly. I could tell he was enjoying the view. I wanted him in me; my pussy ached for him.

His hands pulled my hips to him hungerly. He didn't even check to see if I was ready; he just shoved his cock into me. That is my favorite thing about being pregnant; feeling his nakedness inside me. It took me back to our first time and the love I felt for him. This time was different, it was animalistic. He took what he wanted, and he didn't ask if it was okay. That is all I wanted; I wanted him to feel like I was his.

I dug my fingers into his muscular back, trying not to leave evidence of our time together. I couldn't help it as his cock was hitting my g-spot at the perfect angle. I bit down on my lip trying not to cry out, or rather, trying not to wake my mother. I looked at him with pleading eyes, letting him know that I was about to cum. Before this moment, he would ease me into it, but not now. He looped his arm under my back and dove deeper into my small cunt. I buried my face into his neck, breathing him in as an earth shattering orgasm ripped through my body.

I wasn't used to the roughness he was using, but I liked it. I wasn't a little butterfly anymore; I knew how to fuck. He pulled himself out of me, which left me confused. I knew he hadn't cum yet. "What are you doing?" I whisper. "Bend over," he quietly barked. I wasn't sure what had gotten into him, but I liked it. He had never been demanding with me before this point. I shakily get on all fours, putting my ass in the air for him like he likes it.

Once again he enters me with force, his cock harder than ever. I pushed my face into the pillow knowing that the sounds of our skins hitting was loud enough to wake someone up. I loved the way his smooth cock slipped in and out of me. "Allen, deeper" I moaned quietly. He grunted as I felt his base at my entrance. I reach a hand down and massage my clit while he continues pumping as deep as he can. I didn't want him to stop; I wanted to be his little pregnant whore. My filling breasts felt amazing rubbing against my cotton sheets. My pussy was still throbbing from my last orgasm when I felt the ache in my stomach again. Allen was picking up speed so I knew he would be following close behind.

My cunt clenched to his shaft as I rubbed my clit. I was getting close, but my breathing was also getting too loud. I covered my mouth with my other hand, hoping it would muffle the sounds of my pleasure. Time slowed as waves of ecstasy flowed through my body; I saw stars. I kept my shaky knees high letting Allen fill my hole. "Daddy, cum for me" I sinfully beg. "I need to feel your warmth." He placed his hands firmly on my ass slamming into me two hard times. On the second time, I felt his seed fill my pussy. I craved that feeling.

I lowered myself onto the bed, and he fell silently beside me. "What do you want to do?" He panted. "Well, the right thing. I wanted to be a mother." I stared into his eyes needily, hoping that he would be there for me. "A mother you shall be, babygirl." He replied with a smirk. "You know, I don't have any children, just you." He replied again with sadness in his eyes. "It's okay Daddy, we can work this out." I moaned as he rubbed his hand over my small bump.

We both agreed at that moment that we shouldn't tell my mother. I didn't want to keep it a secret any longer, but I didn't want my love to lose everything he had.

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