I decided that there was no harm in just thinking about it. I thanked Anneka for talking to me and drove back home. I took a warm bath and painted my nails. The routine of it calmed me down. I put on my pajamas and tucked myself into bed, flipping through channels on the TV until deciding on a cheesy Soap Opera. I masturbated to thoughts of Mason releasing so much cum it broke his condom. After my third orgasm, I drifted off to sleep.
I was huge. It looked like I had swallowed a fully inflated beach ball. I was wearing a silk robe and soft slippers. I was in an extravagant bedroom that looked like it had been plucked from a billionaire's mansion.
I felt a tall muscular man press his body up against my back, startling me. I felt the man's enormous erection against my ass. I whipped my head around, finding Mason shirtless in pajama pants. "You really shouldn't scare a pregnant lady like that!" I scolded him.
He reached out a hand and felt my belly through my robe. "You're so close..." He said in a sultry voice. "The doctor said that you should be due sometime in the next week." Mason explained. I grinned at him.
"You're gonna make such a great daddy."
"You're gonna make such a great mommy." He returned my compliment, then took me into a kiss. There it was again, the electric charge between us. A match made in heaven. He held both sides of my face, deepening the kiss.
I pulled back. The pressure of him against me was hurting my sore, swollen breasts. Mason had to help me onto my knees, since my back was sore from carrying around the child in my uterus.
I untied his pajama pants, releasing his 13 inch cock. It was thick, and veiny, with a large head. I kissed the tip, my tongue drawing circles around his urethra. I took the head into my mouth, humming softly so that the vibrations from my mouth would pleasure him. I removed the head, then, starting from the bottom, licked his entire length, leaving a trail of saliva.
I untied my silk robe and slipped it off my shoulders, leaving me completely naked. My stomach protruded greatly from my body, but I didn't mind. I had stopped worrying about preserving my swimwear model physique a long time ago.
"Your tits have grown so much." Mason observed. "I like them." He told me.
I pushed my two swollen breasts together, then sat up so that the bottom of them was at the tip of his cock. I sat back down again, his length sliding between my boobs.
"That feels so nice..." He moaned as I sat back up and down again. I grinned, even though I was starting to grow tired. Fatigue seemed to be a symptom of my pregnancy. Mason must have noticed, because he held out his hand to help me up, my breasts releasing his dick. I moved over to the plush canopy bed in the room and layed down. The bed was soft and comfortable on my naked body.
I pushed my boobs back together, a little bit of milk squirting out of my nipples as I did so. Mason adjusted himself into a position that allowed him to thrust freely into my cleavage. In and out he pumped, grunting quietly. I happily served him, accepting each thrust like a gift.
After several minutes, he began to speed up, and I knew he was close. I released my boobs, letting them fall back into their natural position. I took the head of his cock into my mouth, bobbing up and down on it as quickly as I could while Mason thrusted in time with me. His grunts became louder.
"Jess, I'm cumming!" He exclaimed, moving his hand down to his cock so that he was jerking himself off into my mouth while I sucked on his tip. With a final groan, I felt the first shot of cum released down my throat. I gagged and pulled my mouth off his cock. I hadn't expected the flow to have been so strong.
He continued to stroke his cock, string after string of cum leaving his urethra. The sticky white substance landed on my face, in my hair, and on my tits. The flow seemed to go on forever. Anneka hadn't been kidding about him cumming a lot. His baby juice covered the entire front of my body from my crotch up. I had to wipe away the white covering my eyes before I could open them.
I looked up at him and licked the cum off my lips. It was salty sweet, and tasted divine. I used my hands to massage my semen covered breasts, as though I was rubbing in lotion. I did the same on my gigantic belly. Not wanting to waste the precious stuff, I scraped as much jizz off my belly as I could, scooping it into my hands. I drank from my hands as though they were a bowl, then licked my fingers.
"Good girl..." Mason praised, tucking a wet strand of my hair behind my ear. I was proud of what a good job I had done pleasing him. I lived for his praise.
I woke up nauseous and disoriented. I had to leap out of bed and run to the bathroom to keep from soiling my comforter. I vomited into the toilet, coughing up remnants of last night's dinner. Gross. And to think, just a few minutes ago, I had been happy as could be, covered in Mason's cum. It may have been just a dream, but it symbolized so much more. It made me realize that THAT was the future I wanted, with Mason. I didn't want to have some back alley coat hanger abortion, then continue my life as though nothing happened! I wanted to keep the baby. I was sure of it.
I had to tell Mason.
-TO BE CONTINUED-
