Little Brats: Ursula: Taboo Forbidden Erotica (5 page)

BOOK: Little Brats: Ursula: Taboo Forbidden Erotica
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A baby.

 

Was she really going to do this? Ursula shimmied out of her panties.  Letting her fingers wander, she began to arouse herself, rubbing gently, letting her hand stroke, soothe, make love to her own pussy.  She imagined him on top of her, touching her, caressing her, whispering to her that he wanted a baby as badly as she did.  She pictured him coming—filling her. 

 

Oh God.  Was she
really
going to do this?

 

Ursula glanced at her phone again, checking the time.  Her mother would be out of the shower by now.  She would have put on her light-blocking blindfold and taken her Ambien.  Ursula knew, from interrupting Mitch’s sleep on countless nights with a birth, that her mother never woke when she went into their room.  She slept on, oblivious, even when Mitch turned on the light and slammed doors and drawers getting dressed.  It would take a tornado to wake her. 

 

Ursula had herself wet, swollen, trembling, ready.  She walked down the hallway, wearing just a baby doll nightie.  Pink.  Maybe they’d have a girl?

 

She crept into her mother’s room.  Jane was asleep, rolled to her side, facing the window, snoring.  Mitch was on his back, sleeping too.  His breathing was deep and even.  And, to Ursula’s delight, she saw his cock tenting the sheet.  He was dreaming.  Hard.  She’d interrupted him like this once before, when she had a birth, although she hadn’t realized he had an erection until he’d turned on the light beside the bed.  She’d only seen it under the sheet that time. 

 

Ursula’s fingers slid under the covers.  Oh God, he was big.  So big.  Could she even fit that inside her? Then she remembered the fucking Jill had given her that afternoon with the dildo and smiled.  She stroked him slowly, feeling him shift in his sleep.  A little noise escaped his throat.  He moaned.  She stroked a little faster, watching his face in the moonlight. 

 

“What the…” His eyes flew open and grew wide when he saw her standing over him.  “Is it a birth?”

 

Before he could protest, she put a hand over his mouth, shaking her head. 

 

“Shhh.”  She crawled under the covers and straddled him. 

 

“Ursula!” he protested in a whisper, trying to push her away, but she had his cock in her hand.  She had it in her hand, and then she had it buried deep inside her pussy.  She was already plenty wet enough, aching to be filled, and the moment she slid down his length, she knew it was right. 

 

“It’s okay,” Ursula whispered, glancing over at her mother.  The woman snored.  Oblivious.  “I heard you, Daddy.  I heard you call my name.” 

 

“Oh Jesus.”  He groaned as she began to grind.  “No, baby, we… ohhh fuckkk you’re so tight! We… can’t…”

 

“We are,” she whispered, riding him faster.  The bed moved, and the way he protested, his head shaking back and forth, made it somehow more exciting.  “I want you.  I’ve wanted you for so long.  I want everything you want, Mitch.” 

 

“Oh, God, Ursula…” His hands moved, first to her hips, trying to hold her still, but her arousal drove her on.  His cock was big, glorious, so fucking good.  There was no way she was going to stop fucking him until she came all over his thick, pulsing shaft. 

 

“Touch me,” she whispered, grabbing onto his hands, sliding them up to her tits.  “When we make a baby together, these will fill with milk.” 

 

Mitch’s breath caught in his throat.  But his hands kneaded her flesh, his fingers brushed her hard, aching nipples. 

 

“Oh yes, that’s it, fuck me back, Daddy!” she urged, moving faster, feeling him begin to thrust.  “I know you want to fill me.” 

 

His protests had turned into moans of pleasure.  She forgot herself, forgot trying to go slow.  She tried—attempted to let the ball of heat in her core build to an inferno inside her.  But her excitement was too much.  She leaned over to kiss him, whispering his name, calling him “Daddy,” feeling his cock swell and harden when she did that. 

 

He wanted to be a daddy.  And she going to make him one. 

 

“Fuck me, Daddy,” she whispered against his lips, his pelvis grinding up against hers.  “Harder! Ohhh you’re gonna make me come! You’re gonna make me come all over your big, hard cock, Daddy!”

 

Mitch growled and pitched, pushing up hard inside of her.  She cried out, rubbing her clit on his pelvic bone, pushing herself over the edge as she felt the swell and burst of his cock.  It was a dream come true, feeling the heat of him fill her.  Thick, white-hot spurts of cum exploded inside of her, right up against her cervix, deep in her womb. 

 

She came all over him, feeling the throb of his climax deep inside her.  She’d never come so hard, not this way, with a cock buried inside her.  There was no barrier between them.  It was beyond words, beyond her imagination or her fantasies.  This was life itself, a steady pulse that rippled through her, a warmth swirling around her, enveloping her as she moved over him, his eyes now wide, awake, aware. 

 

He knew what they’d just done. 

 

Leaning over, she gave him a kiss and whispered in his ear, “Thank you, Daddy.  I hope to make you one soon.  I know you want a baby and… well, I’m ovulating.” 

 

“Ursula… no.  We can’t.” 

 

“We did.”  She was pretty sure of it.  “But just in case, we have to do this again.  And again… until…”

 

She sat up on him, lifting his hand and pressing it to her smooth, taut belly.  She hoped it would grow round and hard soon.  Her breasts would grow heavy.  She would have his baby.  She’d never wanted anything more. 

 

“A baby?” he asked, sounding incredulous. 

 

“Yes.”  She nodded.  “Your baby.  Yours and mine.  I love you, Mitch.” 

 

“Oh baby,” he groaned, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her down to kiss her mouth.  “Ursula, I have wanted you so much, for so long…”

 

“Yes,” she breathed, knowing it was true—it wasn’t just her fantasy anymore

 

“I love you, Ursula,” he murmured against her ear.  “I’m going to give you everything.” 

 

“You already have.”  She smiled.

 

“I’m going to marry you,” he urged.  “I’m going to give you so many babies…”

 

It was music to her ears. 

 

“I need to put my legs up,” Ursula slid off him, between her mother and stepfather in the king-sized bed.  She raised her legs, pointing her toes at the ceiling.  “Helps the swimmers get there faster.” 

 

“Let me give them a push.”  Mitch rolled too, sliding between her legs and putting her knees over his shoulders.  His tongue slid deep into her hole, wiggling, making her moan and clutch at him. 

 

Her body wracked with pleasure, Ursula looked over and saw her mother, still sleeping.  She’d always been oblivious, and always would be, Ursula realized. 

 

She would be surprised, Ursula thought, when her daughter and her husband told her they were leaving.  They were going somewhere else, to start a life together.  The life both of them wanted, more than anything.

 

The life that would spark into being some time later the next day, after the two of them had packed their bags, pretending to go off to birth together, when they’d really just rented a room.  Ursula didn’t know it then, but she was already pregnant with Mitch’s baby.  They didn’t need to fuck in the elevator.  Or in the pool.  Or in the shower.  Or the half a dozen times they did it in the hotel room bed. 

 

That was all before Mitch called his wife to tell her it was over. 

 

Then handed the phone over to Ursula to tell her mother the rest. 

 

Then, they went back to fucking, because Ursula didn’t know yet that she was pregnant.  And even if she had—well, practice made perfect, didn’t it?

 

They were just going to keep on trying and trying and trying. 

 

Until they got it perfect. 

 

The End

 

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