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As Desdemona Sakos slowly reopened the office door, the overwhelming scents of fucked pussy, hot cum, and fresh sweat slammed into her nostrils. The smell almost took her off her feet, and her eyes fluttered as they scanned the room, the aroma of sex making her dizzy with lust again.
She peered inside, careful to only open the door wide enough to peek through. Large, off-white eggs lay scattered across the carpeted floor as Kat Moreau sat at the edge of the large desk, body glistening with sweat, her legs spread open for Desdemona’s viewing pleasure. The wide hipped, olive skinned woman sat on the inside corner of the L-shaped desk, perching one white-sneakered foot on either side of it, perfectly showcasing her gaping and glistening cunt.
Desdemona’s eyes were drawn to the wide open slit, with its dark tan and puffy inner labia spread to expose an almost cavernous maw of a vaginal opening. Kat gaped after her birthing session, and as Desdemona stared into her cunt with a mixture of awe and amazement, she watched the opening clench shut and quickly reopen. Like a hungry mouth begging to be fed, it clamped closed and then gaped again rhythmically, every few seconds. The muscle spasms seemed out of the woman’s control, as every time it happened Kat subtly shuddered.
Desdemona let out a soft moan as she slithered into the office, making sure to close and lock the door behind her. Her cock began to flex and throb down the leg of her tights again, and she bit her lip as her eyes moved up, following the trail of thick, neat pubic hair that topped Kat’s pussy. Her gaze moved up further to the still swollen belly gently hanging over her mound, the flesh now appearing soft and plush, instead of taut and firm. The pregnancy had left Kat’s body, but its effects on her shape hadn’t gone away quite yet.
The most undeniable new features of the woman’s form were the pair of large breasts that sat atop her post-birth tummy. The two swollen, vein-laced tits looked heavy and full, with half dollar sized areolae and plump nipples, perfectly sized for a suckling mouth. The left nipple oozed a drop of creamy yellow liquid as Kat’s hand moved to caress the aching breast, the dribble sliding down over the woman’s fingers before getting worked into her skin.
Desdemona finally looked the naked woman in her large, amber eyes, and they mesmerized her with their beauty. Flush cheeks accentuated a slender heart shaped face, and Kat’s ears stood out prominently on either side with her hair pulled up into a messy bun. Desdemona noticed Kat’s ears weren’t pierced, and didn’t know what to make of that.
In fact, the olive-skinned, pear shaped woman didn’t have a single piercing or tattoo on her body that Desdemona could see or remember. Today the pregnant woman wasn’t even wearing any makeup. She felt herself grow completely hard inside her tights, her cock now bulging uncomfortably against the taut fabric. Something about Kat’s absolute naturalness made Desdemona even more attracted to her.
Hooking her thumbs into her waistband, Desdemona slid her tights down, down over her aching member, and watched herself spring free. Without knowing why, she put a hand on either of her thighs and sort of presented her cock to Kat, pushing her hips forward. The jutting dick throbbed powerfully, its massive length struggling to keep upright under its own weight. The uncircumcised head bulged and peeked out from a copious covering of foreskin, the glistening purple glans desperate to feel soft pussy flesh wrapped around it. From the tip, a glob of precum pooled up, dangled precariously, then slowly oozed down the underside of her shaft.
Desdemona’s cock was impressive to behold on an average day, but today, exposed to Kat’s feral musk and overwhelming sex drive, her member had become absolutely turgid and swollen. Veins bulged from the taut dick flesh, and her mushroom crown looked – and felt – ready to burst. Her cockhead flared out at the base, giving the entire swollen end a true bell-shape, and her foreskin wasn’t nearly enough to keep the massive purple tip hidden away.
Kat bit her lip and nodded quickly, brow furrowed in anxious anticipation. Without saying a word, Desdemona pulled her foreskin back fully with one hand, and used the other to work the glob of precum that dangled from the tip into the sensitive flesh of her cockhead. Her crown glistened in the fluorescent lighting as she stepped closer, letting her dick brush gently against the lips of Kat’s pussy.
She could feel intense warmth radiating off the eager cunt, and Desdemona let out quiet, shuddering breaths as she held her base and rubbed herself against Kat’s slit. Kat’s cunt made exquisite squishing noises as Desdemona teased her puffy labia with the head of her cock, running herself up and down the length of the woman’s sex. Within a few moments, Desdemona’s tip had become coated in the thick juices of arousal, the hot entrance begging for her entry as Kat’s hips gyrated against the touch.
The two women made eye contact casibom again, and Kat’s big, amber orbs overcame any resistance Desdemona thought she could muster. She pressed herself against Kat’s slit and began to push her way inside, feeling the luscious lips part to swallow her up. The warmth of Kat’s pussy made Desdemona intoxicated with lust, and she grabbed both of Kat’s thighs to steady herself as she pushed deeper still. Kat’s legs were thick and shapely, and before long, Desdemona found her hands had moved downward to grasp at Kat’s absolutely colossal ass.
Desdemona pulled Kat towards her as she thrust inside, the tight entrance wrapped around the shaft of her cock, and tried to get balls deep. Every inch outside of Kat was a travesty, and the big-dicked woman had the determination to bury herself fully. Heavy, swollen balls swung between Desdemona’s legs, and she wouldn’t be satisfied until they were pressed against Kat’s enormous cheeks.
Kat’s pussy seemed to have little issue swallowing down Desdemona’s near impossible size, however, with her engorged labia happily wrapped around the bottom third of the enormous length. The entire time Desdemona thrusted back and forth inside of her, the curvy woman could do little other than moan in pleasure and work her hips back in response. Both of Kat’s hands firmly gripped the edge of the desk as Desdemona grabbed her and took her the way she wanted.
Desdemona’s sizable and firm rear end was dwarfed by Kat’s enormous ass as it rocked back and forth between the woman’s legs. The pair of lightly tanned cheeks glistened with sweat as they gently jiggled, and her muscular legs tensed as she sawed her hips against Kat. Desdemona’s slender frame only served to amplify how incredibly curvy Kat had become since her pregnancy.
Messy strands of curly, brown hair clung to Desdemona’s flush face as she fucked, fallen free from her oversized bun. She bit her lip and furrowed her brow, closing her deep green eyes to enjoy the sensation and sounds of Kat’s creamy cunt. Her slender – almost tomboyish – face furrowed in concentration as she basked in the warmth and tightness of her partner.
The angle she fucked Kat on the edge of the desk felt incredible on the topside of Desdemona’s cock, and before long, she felt her body begin to tense as another orgasm brewed inside her hefty balls.
Desdemona stood up on her tiptoes, and plunged herself in and out of Kat’s cunt even faster now. She looked down to watch her obscene length of cock finally and fully disappear inside of Kat, the tight pussy’s grip squeezing her base hard.
“That’s SO deep,” Kat cooed, lifting her feet up off the desk to wrap her legs around Desdemona. “Fill me again, baby…”
Only a shuddering gasp left Desdemona’s lips as her hips bucked hard, followed quickly by her cock. The behemoth length of dick meat flexed and erupted inside of Kat’s warm passageway, as if the woman’s words had summoned the climax.
Desdemona could feel how swollen the head of her cock had become as it ejaculated a thick wad of spunk deep inside her partner. Her bell-end acted like a bulbous battering ram, shoving the copious amount of semen against Kat’s cervix as she continued to thrust into her and cum.
Both of Desdemona’s hands gripped Kat’s supple ass cheeks, her fingers digging deep into the soft handfuls of flesh. She spread Kat open even wider with her hands, giving her deeper access to the woman’s cunt. She wanted to ensure all of her cock flesh had been fed to Kat’s hungry sex as she unloaded, sending wave after blissful wave of the thick, creamy fluid out with each powerful pulse of her dick.
Kat’s nails dug into Desdemona’s back as she felt the hot pussy clench tight around her. It gripped her cock hard, before quivering and gripping it again, over and over. Kat let out quiet pants as she came on Desdemona’s cock, her entire body quaking gently atop the slick desk as she swallowed up all the length her dripping pussy could handle.
“Yes baby, get me pregnant again,” Kat moaned, and Desdemona’s cock flexed hard, shooting out the last remnants of her overwhelming orgasm into Kat’s depths.
“Breed me.”
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Desdemona sat at her bedroom window and blew smoke out into the cold January afternoon. The air felt good on her flush face, reddened with a mixture of arousal and anxiety from replaying the day before in her head.
She couldn’t enjoy her day off. It was all she could think about; how ravenously horny she had been for Kat, how incredible the woman’s body felt against her – wrapped around her, and how absolutely intoxicating she and her sex had smelled.
But most of all, she couldn’t stop thinking about how Kat had given birth to a clutch of eggs. A clutch of eggs that now sat on Desdemona’s kitchen countertop.
She brought the joint to her lips and took another slow drag, the cherry glowing red for a moment before she pulled it away. Desdemona slowly counted to Casibom slot oyunları three in her head and exhaled, blowing another plume out of her apartment window.
Thin coils of white smoke rose from the end of the joint and spiraled towards the open window, the gentle breeze pulling and making it dance. Completely at the mercy of the wind, the smoke continuously wafted free, coiling this way and that, before vanishing outside.
Three stories up, Desdemona could see the tops of the trees that lined the rear of the apartment complex. Massive eastern pines towered over the back lot, where a few residents (Desdemona included) parked their cars and brought their trash out to huge, dingy brown bins.
In the winter, the soft smell of pine from the forest brought Desdemona a sense of calm and comfort, and she breathed in their scent as deep as she could. It reminded her of Christmas. She tried to enjoy it for now, for once the weather started to warm, the heat and humid air made the smell of sap almost unbearable, and she had to keep her windows closed for most of the spring and summer.
Taking another slow drag, Desdemona considered her sensitivity to smells. The fragrance of evergreen forest curled her thoughts back to Kat, as everything seemed to today. She thought about how delicious the woman’s natural scent was, how intoxicating and alluring her pussy’s aroma had been, and the warmth returned to her face again.
“You just can’t help yourself, can you?” Desdemona murmured to herself, her free hand casually moving to caress her slowly swelling cock.
Kat existed in her head like an obsession, and Desdemona had no shortage of those. The whole situation had come on so suddenly, so intensely, and so strangely that she struggled to make sense of it all. To have just met Kat and gotten intimate with her, at work no less, was an action so abrupt and out of character that it made Desdemona a bit uncomfortable with herself.
Then, almost as if the universe wanted to punish this act of lewd indiscretion further, Kat got pregnant. Pregnant in a way that Desdemona had never thought possible. Countless hours last night on every search engine she could find proved utterly useless, and Desdemona had no new information to offer herself any comfort.
As if her life hadn’t been turned upside down enough, coming out here alone for college a few years ago. Eastern Throckbush University wasn’t incredibly far from home, but moving out had been an ordeal, to say the least.
Her incredibly overbearing and overreactive mother made it as difficult as she could on Desdemona’s conscience, filling her with endless guilt and fear.
“What if I get hurt, or something happens to me, and you can’t get here in time?” Desdemona’s mother had come into her room to ask, right as she finished packing up the last of her things into neatly organized moving boxes.
“I don’t know, Mom. What do you want me to do?” Desdemona had said, exasperation in her voice. “Stay here forever?”
“Central State would have been closer, you could have still lived at home and gone to school,” her mom whined, ignoring the question.
“Yeah, but their English department isn’t even close to the same. You know that! I’ve been saying it ever since I applied,” Desdemona’s eyes welled up. “You just don’t care to listen.”
“You never loved me!” Her mother stormed out and upstairs to her own bedroom, and from across the house, Desdemona could hear her fake crying and wails.
Desdemona took another deep inhale from her joint, now barely more than a roach, and tried to refocus on her breathing.
She closed her eyes and slowly counted in her head, exhaling at three, and took in another deep drag.
“There you go, calm down,” she said to herself, her mind beginning to walk instead of run. “You were spiraling. Take it easy.”
Desdemona tried to take another hit from her marijuana cigarette, but nothing happened. She opened her eyes and saw it had burned itself down to the paper filter, and she tossed it into the garbage next to her desk. She considered lighting up a second, to really get her mind off of everything, and reached for her phone to check the time. Something about smoking this much before noon always sat weird with her, and if it was past twelve, at least she wouldn’t have to feel AS guilty.
She tapped her screen, tilting it up to look at it, and her stomach sank when she saw a text from Selena. The January air hit the sudden cold sweat that broke out across her body, and it made her shiver.
As quickly as she could, Desdemona got the phone to recognize her face and tapped on the message.
“Hey girl, you free to meet up after I get out of work tonight? I really need to talk to you.”
Desdemona tried to lick her lips and found her mouth had gone completely dry.
She knows. She has to know. Did Kat tell her we fucked? Did Janie find out?
Desdemona’s head began to swim with possibilities, Casibom hakkında and with trembling, sweaty hands she managed to type back, “Hey! Sure thing, I’m free! What’s up?”
Her eyes didn’t leave the screen as she waited for the text bubble to pop up, eager to know what Selena could want to talk about. NEED to talk about.
“She said ‘need to talk’,” Desdemona said out loud, rereading the text. “That sounds serious, right?”
Warmth returned to her cheeks as she watched Selena start to type a reply back. Desdemona’s left leg began to bounce in anticipation.
“Can I swing by your place? It’s a lot to say over text. Better if I just explain in person.”
Desdemona closed her eyes and sighed hard. Of course, and it was only 12:03. She would have to wait over five hours for the bookstore to close and for Selena to make her way over here.
And to tell her what? Something so important or so complicated she couldn’t say it over text?
A deep, uncomfortable knot had firmly settled into Desdemona’s stomach as she reached for a second joint.
“At least it’s after noon,” she said to the brown wrapper between her fingers. Guilt free.
And not nearly close enough to five yet, she thought, as she brought the lighter, a small, yellow disposable one, up to the tip of the joint. She puffed a few times rapidly to get the thing lit, and held it in her mouth as she replied.
“Of course you can, you remember my address, right?” Desdemona typed back, taking a deep drag and letting the smoke curl from her mouth before inhaling.
It was going to be another long day.
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Kat really had been far too relaxed about the whole situation, Desdemona thought to herself, now sitting cross-legged on her kitchen counter. She looked down at the lunch bag full of human birthed eggs, sighed hard, and checked the time.
Desdemona’s microwave clock read 5:05 but the thing was a few minutes fast. And besides, it’s not like Selena could just teleport right over after work. The trip would take some time, and she needed to chill the fuck out.
But how could she? She was staring at a bag full of eggs that she watched come out of Kat’s pussy.
In the span of less than 24 hours, Kat had gone from a normal, albeit curvy woman, to an intensely and immensely pregnant one grunting a clutch of eggs from her cunt.
Eggs.
From her cunt.
Eggs that Desdemona had put there by fucking her in the back room of the bookstore.
When she laid it all out for herself, in the hours of free time and idle smoking she had done waiting for Selena, she practically made herself sick.
Kat, on the other hand, had calmly put her clothes back on after fucking across Janie’s desk and asked who should bring the eggs home with them. She had giggled and said her roommate would probably fuck with them, so maybe Desdemona should take them.
After pushing the last of the fist-sized eggs from her gaping vaginal canal, Kat’s only concern was to get fucked again. Once satisfied, the matter of the eggs had been a non-issue. In fact, there had been this serene, almost tangible and unshakable calm that overcame the pear-shaped woman.
Desdemona remembered Kat’s initial panic coming into the back room that morning, the two of them trying to work through the insane situation together. Kat had been on the verge of tears with worry over her swollen belly, cradling it with trembling hands and eyes wide with anxiety.
The Kat who walked out of Janie’s office ahead of her, cradling a belly bulging with cum over a too-tight fitting and sweat-soaked shirt, had been an entirely different woman.
A woman full of confidence, a woman who knew that somehow, someway everything would be fine.
She had even told Desdemona so before she triumphantly swung the office door open, letting their fuck musk roll out onto the sales floor.
“Everything happens for a reason, Dez. We’ll be okay, I promise,” Kat had said, smiling warmly before kissing Desdemona tenderly on the cheek. “Don’t stay up all night researching this. We’ll figure it out later.”
“How are you so calm?” Desdemona had asked, clinging to the bag almost overflowing with their slick eggs.
“I dunno?” Kat had said, shrugging after giving it some honest consideration. “But I have to pee, like, really bad…”
“Yeah, yeah…sorry,” Desdemona mumbled, as Kat gave her one last kiss, this time on the lips, before turning around and walking away, her absolutely colossal ass jiggling seductively with each alternating step.
“Hey girl, running to the bathroom,” she heard Kat cheerfully announce to Selena as she walked past the registers.
Even now, a full day later, Kat’s eerie and indomitable positivity hadn’t left her.
Desdemona tried to text Kat more about the situation during the afternoon, but all she kept getting in response were a series of progressively more lewd bathroom selfies. From the various angles on display, it was clear that Kat had, in fact, become pregnant again, and she made it obvious that her pussy was hungry for more of Desdemona’s cock.
“Breed me,” the words Kat had moaned echoed in Desdemona’s memory, her cock twitching as if it recalled dumping a thick load of ejaculate into the woman’s hot snatch. Kat had wanted to be filled, and seemed happy to be bearing eggs again.
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